Turn up the heat

Sombra pulled up the building schematics for the lab and found the quickest path to her goal: the control unit for the HVAC system. She popped out of the vents in a darkened storage room, the thermostat glowing in the back. She pulled off the plastic outer coating and started plugging wires in and out.

"If I may ask," said Mr. Black, "what are we doing now?"

"Sticking to the plan, that's what." Sombra watched as the display on the thermostat trickled upwards. 20 degrees Celsius...25 degrees Celsius...higher and higher. Sombra grinned as she began to sweat.

"Ah, overheating Mei into stripping. Admirable, but have you recalculated for the new complications? With her little robot still functioning, Mei will be able to keep cool. And now that she knows you're here, she'll make a beeline here to undo your shenanigans."

"Oh, Mr. Black, trust me, I'm _counting _on that."

Mei kicked down the door to the storage room, blaster in hand. She carefully moved deeper into the room, snowball providing a miniature blizzard around her. The thermostat was at 35 degrees Celsius by the time she took a look at it. Freezing it might shut down the whole HVAC system, but there were only two people in the building, and she was definitely better dressed for that scenario.

But then, she saw it, and her blood froze: a fluttering cloth amongst the clutter. The same purple-tinted gray of the hacker's jacket. Was she watching her? Or did she catch the hacker unaware? She moved closer, walking as softly as she could in snow boots, and when she was close enough, she lunged forward and froze...a jacket, attached to a floating camera drone. She was so surprised that she didn't even notice when Sombra, in leggings and a tank top, leapt from the shadows and grabbed Snowball, jabbing her cybernetic fingernails into its chassis. At least, not until it was far too late.

"Macaveety Antispyware? A decent budget option, and it would have stopped me from a distance. But this close? With direct hardware access?" She pulled her fingers out of the little bot as its display turned purple. It obediently flew over Sombra's head and started emitting a cooling wind.

"Snowball? What have you done to him?!" Mei drew her freeze gun and fired, only for it to emit a miserable spray of snow. Sombra shot the hacked blaster out of her hands.

"Nothing that can't be undone...as long as you ditch that snow cone maker you're hauling around." A sweat broke out on Mei's forehead, as much from the gun pointed her as from the heat. She unbuckled the endothermic blaster from her back and kicked it over to Sombra. She picked it up and slung it over her own shoulder as the camera drone returned her jacket.

"You talk well, Ms. Zhou, and I like a woman who can handle a weapon." Sombra pulled her jacket back on as she gloated. "But this wasn't your fight to win. You can either strip now, or you can pass out from heatstroke and let me strip you later. I do hope you choose the former. I'd hate to let a beautiful woman get hurt."

Mei glared, though she realized that there was no getting out of it. She unzipped and unbuckled her arctic coat, kicked off her boots, and shook off her heavy gloves. She pulled off her sweatshirt to reveal a surprisingly fancy bra, with a white snowflake design covering each cup, and her soft belly and side-folds. And with a wiggle of her butt, she shrugged off her pants, showing that she picked a matching pair of panties. She paused, perhaps out of some hope that the humiliation would end here, but when no salvation came, she continued. Out came the jiggling D-cups with inverted nipples, the rounded ass, the fuzzy peach. Stripped bare, she stood with her arms wrapped around herself, still sweating in the now-tropical temperatures.

"Well?" she said coldly. "Is this good enough? Or do you want my glasses, so I can be even more helpless?" Sombra glanced at the camera drone as she pocketed Mei's panties.

"The clients agree that she's cuter with the glasses," relayed Mr. Black.

"There's no profit in making you blind, guapa," replied Sombra.

"Oh, right, because this is all about money. Definitely not getting off on this at all." Mei glared right into Sombra's eyes. "I bet you'd want nothing more than to **** me on my knees and make me eat you out. Just leave me with your juices all over my face." Sombra opened her mouth to reply with a snarky comment, but a little voice spoke inside her. It _had _been a while since she had time to get off, in-between the contracts and buying new stuff for the lair. And it would be suitable punishment for that guilt-tripping Mei pulled earlier.