A fed and her clothes are soon parted

"Er, are you sure you want us to do this?" asked Dana.

"Of course, I am," said Jessica. "I want you to strip too, L. Or should I say Laurel?"

"Laurel?" asked L. "Who's Laurel?"

"Do you really want me to start naming every female first name that begins with L, Laurel?" asked Jessica. "Because I can always start doing that -- and then I can slap you in the face every time I get your name wrong."

"Okay," said L. "It's Laurel. So... Do we have to undress all the way?"

"Of course, you do," said Jessica. "You can start by handing me your purses. Now your suit coats. Now your blouse, Dana. And Laurel... Don't even think about reaching for that 'noisy cricket' in your ankle holster or I'll break it in half and then shove it down your throat."

Laurel just smiled weakly and handed a small gun to Jessica butt-first. Jessica promptly snapped the gun in two and then threw the two pieces across the room.

"Any more weapons?" asked Jessica.

"No," both women answered.

"Then continue stripping," said Jessica.

"Well, this is a fine mess you've gotten us both into, L," whispered Dana as she unhooked her bra and threw it on the pile of discarded clothing that Jessica had deposited on the floor in front of them.

"Hey, don't blame me," whispered L as she too unhooked her bra. "I had no idea her alter would be that strong."

"I wish Charly was here," whispered Dana.

"Me too," whispered L. "Perhaps if Mulder..."

"You really think he could take her?" asked Dana.

"Actually I'd prefer that he shoot her," said L. "In the head. Otherwise, she'd tear him apart."

"Stop whispering, you two," said Jessica as she watched L unzip her trousers and then pull down her panties. "You two expecting some kind of divine intervention or something?"

Just then, the door opened and a young dark-haired woman in a black dress entered.

"Excuse me," she said. "Is this a private party or can anyone join in?"

Dana had just tossed her last item of clothing onto the pile of discarded clothing and immediately tried to cover her vagina. Laurel chose to cover her breasts.

Jessica just glanced at the newcomer and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

"Why, I'm Liz Sherman," said the newcomer. "I'm with the B.P.R.D."

"Never heard of it," said Jessica. "But you're welcome to come in and strip like the other two."

"Oh, I couldn't do that," said Liz. "I'm much too shy."

"It wasn't a request, Liz," said Jessica. "Now start undressing."

"But you might see a part of me that most people don't see," said Liz.

"We're all women here," said Jessica. "I doubt you have anything to show me that I haven't seen in the bathroom mirror."

"Oh really?" asked Liz. "Even this?"

At this point she spread out her hands with her palms facing upward and then made her hands start to glow. Pretty soon white flames were appearing on the palms of her hands.

"Oh my God!" cried Dana.

Liz just smiled and asked, "Hey, who needs God when you've got me?"