Be a hero... on all fours

"We'll have that interview later," Spencer said. "I'll be waiting a block over, come find me when you're done here."

"O-ok," Nora said.

She'd have been glad of an interview with Spyn Zone, honestly. She'd always thought the idea was kind of cool. She just really wished it was happening at any other time, rather than on the day where she'd stopped being able to keep her clothes on and stopped being able to control what she did.

"Don't mention us meeting," Spencer said. "And you can get back to searching the building, I just want you to do it on your hands and knees. Good luck!"

Nora wasn't sure why Spencer had said that. She was even less sure why she suddenly found herself dropping to the floor in hasty obedience, and was far, far too frantic to puzzle it out. She yelped, feeling her boobs start to move with the **** of gravity making them hang lower, and felt the office carpet against her bare shins as she started to turn.

She couldn't sworn she'd heard a click of a camera took, as she turned and let her pert ass face up to Spencer.

Then she was moving. Nora had never tried crawling at superspeed before, but right now it was all she could do, and she couldn't bear the idea of slowing down. She just really needed to get this over with.

She scrambled down the hall breathlessly, hoping Spencer wasn't paying too close attention to her ordeal. She didn't know how she'd be able to look her in the eye if she was.

Nora crawled in and out of every room, then crawled up the stairs. Lightning still streaked behind her but she knew she was moving much slower than she could have been. Her knees went up, step after step, only the power of the speed **** keeping her relatively comfortable.

It was only after she'd started crying that she realized she hadn't had any opportunity to put on her mask. Any other time and that might have been more of a concern. Then again she doubted anyone had been looking at her face, and she'd been moving quickly...

Only Spencer had seen in any real detail. She definitely needed to go for that interview. Though the chance of anyone knowing who she was from her face given she technicallydidn't exist in this time was low.

It felt like hours before she made it almost to the top floor, when...

"Nora?"

"AHHH!" Nora shrieked, hearing Barry come up behind her. She scrabbled to turn around to at least not give him quite so easy a view of her ass, but there was no covering up when she needed her hands for balance. She stared up.

God, how long had this taken? How long had she been left to crawl around the office building nude?

"H-hi dad," Nora squeaked. "Find the bomb?"

"Nothing on my side," Barry said. "Are you..."

Nora whimpered. "Don't ask. Shrappy day."

"Do... you want me to finish off your side?" Barry said.

"Would you?" Nora said. She looked up, wide-eyed. "Please."

"Sure," Barry said. "You, er, head home. Get dressed."

Nora nodded eagerly.

She watched him leave in a streak of yellow lightning, and knew with a sinking feeling that she couldn't go home yet. She had to meet up with Spencer first, after all. Whimpering, Nora once more began to crawl back down the stairs before getting onto the street, speeding as fast as she could as she adjusted to the sensation of concrete against her hands and knees.