Central City has a new hero

Damn it, she couldn't stand by and do nothing! Iris took a couple of steps back into an alley, pulling the mask out of her bag and staring at it. God, there was a time she wouldn't want to even be seen wearing something that gaudy, and now she was going to be seen in just it.

At least she was helping someone, it'd be nice to do some good with this humiliating new ability of hers. Even if it meant-

She swallowed, and an instant before she would've decided to back out and go for the pill anyway, she suddenly found herself standing in a swiftly dissipating cloud of bubbles. She yelped, instinctively trying to cover up with her arms, before remembering to pull the mask over her face.

It really didn't make her feel all that much better. Sure, whatever, people couldn't see who she was, but they could still see her!

The truck was still sliding down the street outside. Clutching one arm over her tits and the other low enough to try and cover her pussy, Iris stumbled out to the side of the street, cheeks heating as she realised how much of a crowd had been gathered by the accident.

Oh god. Well if she was going to do this...

Could she really prize her modesty more than the damage that careening truck was going to do? Well, yes, yes she absolutely could she reflected, already stumbling into the road and squealing as her ass came into view.

"What's she doing?!"

"Who cares? She's hot!"

Iris whimpered, and darted towards the truck. Rather than touching it, she ran into it, pressing her chest against the surface; the moment her tits felt covered, the metal started giving way to bubbles.

There was a louder screech as the front of the truck slumped down, dragging against the road, slowing the vehicle even more that Iris risked stumbling closer to the wheel.

A brief touch and the wheel dissolved too, bubbles rising up and the out-of-control truck screeched to a halt. Iris took a step back, catching her breath.

Ok, that was good. She'd done, good right?

And then she heard cheering. Yelping, Iris swiftly remembered that she was in the middle of the street; she took a step back, casting her eyes around madly. Oh god, so many people-

Quickly she adjusted her mask, then remembered to try and cover up her front with her arms. Eyes wide, she sprinted into the alley she'd changed in, hastily picking up her bag and hurrying off, trying her utmost to forget the eyes on her ass.

After a pill and the change of clothes in her bag, Iris at last made it to STAR Labs, cheeks still warm. So long as no one recognised her, hopefully people would forget about-

"There she is!" Cisco said, the moment she walked in. Iris squeaked.

"Wh-what?" Iris said. "You invited me, said there were more tests to..."

"I know I said he was a superhero fan," Caitlin said. "That didn't mean we expected you to go out and become one."

"What?" Iris said. Her heart started to sink. They couldn't mean... Oh god.

Cisco clicked a page on his computer open.

"Story's everywhere!" he said. "You saved someone, superpowers, they're all-"

"Ahh!" Iris gave a slight scream. Front and centre on the news page was her, just after helping the truck. Her... everything.

The mask, yes, so at least her face was safe. But her tits weren't covered, twin dark nipples hardened in the cool air, slightly damp from the bubbles she'd created. Her leg was raised slightly, sheer luck all that prevented her pussy from being immortalised in print, instead a toned thigh that did nothing to dispel the impression she was naked.

A hint of her ass could be seen as well, every inch of her curves displayed and her raised thigh bringing more into view. Iris whimpered.

Who is Central City's nude superheroine? The caption for the image made her flush, as did the mention of a gallery below; apparently plenty of people had snapped pictures on their phones. Oh god. Somehow she had the feeling some would be even more revealing than that one.

"H-how many people saw?" Iris said, voice high.

"We don't know how many people were there," Caitlin said. "But the story's everywhere. So are the photos. You caused quite a splash, superpowers are one thing, a naked woman's another, they're speculating on a lot. Look, they even named you."

Iris stared, not sure what to say as Cisco scrolled up. Exhibitionist? Naturist? Or something else? The introductory text wasn't that encouraging. And then, in bold letters:

Saved by the Flash.