STAR Labs

As soon as she was back on her feet, Nora quickly adjusted her posture again, stumbling until she was standing with one arm over her chest, her other hand still trying to conceal her pussy. Her cheeks burned as she took in her surroundings.

Ok. It was... familiar. She didn't know whether that was a good or a bad thing. She recognised STAR Labs easily enough; a lot of worlds seemed to have an equivalent, in her admittedly limited experience.

Though that did mean she was probably never going to be able to stand in 'her' STAR Labs without remembering that time she'd been stark naked there. Nora squealed, shifting all the more awkwardly as Barry moved past her.

She squeaked again as this world's version of Cisco moved into view. Apparently he worked with Barry on this Earth too; Nora squirmed all the more awkwardly as she tried to cover up more.

He took one look at her before turning to Barry.

"Breacher?" he said.

"Breacher," Barry confirmed.

"Is it that obvious?" Nora squeaked, cheeks burning.

"Kinda," Barry said. "Though first time I've met another speedster."

"Mostly like Cisco then?" Nora said. She gestured with her elbow, not wanting to move her arms. Wait, that was a thought, he could-

Both of them looked at her, and she couldn't help but squeak again at the attention.

"How do you know my name?" Cisco said.

"I, uh- on my Earth there's a you," she said. "And a Barry."

And at that, the Flash stiffened. After a second he pulled his mask back, shaking his head, apparently glad to be free of it. If anything he seemed faintly amused.

"Makes this easier," he said.

"So, uh, can Cisco breach me home?" Nora said.

"What are you talking about?" Cisco said.

"You know, your vibe thing," Nora said. "You open portals, and, um..." she took in his mystified expression. "Maybe that's just on my Earth."

"Yeah," Cisco said slowly. "I'm not a meta. That's his department. I just sit around here and take care of the technical stuff. Speaking of..."

He turned, walking back to his workspace. He sat by a computer, quickly opening some software.

"You'll need an ID if you're going to be here," Cisco said.

"Don't you have any way I can get home?" Nora said. "If you could take this bracelet off, I could-"

"No," Barry said sharply. "No unlicensed metas. I told you. We had enough trouble with that shark thing. Doesn't matter if you're good or bad, we can't take that risk."

"I just want to go home!" Nora squeaked.

"And I'd love to help," Barry said. "But I've known meta-criminals who'd say anything just to get the bracelet off."

"Can you run me back?" Nora said.

"How?" Barry said.

"You know, speed ****, go fast enough, you end up..." Nora's voice trailed off. "Not done that?"

"How would that even work?" Barry said, bewildered.

Ok. Great. Nora swallowed; no one on this Earth could open breaches except, apparently, her. Except she was not only rusty, but powerless for so long as she had the dampener on.

"Ok, uh, you said unlicensed metas," Nora said. She still fidgeted awkwardly. "How does someone become a... licensed meta?"

"That I can help with," Barry said. "Paperwork, tests, studies to make sure you're not too dangerous... If you want we can get you started once you have an ID. Might be a few weeks before the first set comes back, but then-"

"Weeks?!" Nora yelped. "I'm going to be stuck on naked-world for weeks?!"

In theory it wasn't so bad; she was a time traveller, it would still be easy to end up back the moment she'd left. But in practise-

In practise she was standing stark naked in the middle of STAR Labs, missing the time she'd been running through the street in just panties and a top, in front of her father and a friend. And-

"Who's this?"

Nora yelped at the voice from behind her, nervously whirling and shuffling closer to the wall to try and hide her ass.

This world's Caitlin Snow raised her eyebrows. Perhaps unsurprisingly for this world she too was completely naked, though unlike Nora she made no effort to hide it. She merely raised her eyebrows to Barry and Cisco.

"Breacher?" she said.

"Breacher," they repeated as one.

Nora whimpered. Oh god, this world was serious about it wasn't it? They really did expect every woman to go around naked. And apparently the locals seriously thought that was normal.

She squirmed, hands clutching at her body tighter as though they'd somehow offer her more modesty.

"Anyway," Cisco said. "ID Card. Let's get started. Name?"

Uh. Even that was complicated.

"Nora," she said, then faltered. "West-Allen."

She really hated when everything she said made the whole room stare at her. She whimpered, hunching over a little more.

"Uh, say that again," Cisco said.

"Time travel, long story," Nora said.

"You did call me..." Barry's voice trailed off. He tilted his head, regarding her just enough for her cheeks to heat up even more.

Oh god. Why was it this kind of thing never happened to him? The Flash Museum hadn't mentioned a single time Barry had ended up marooned naked, but of course it happened to her. Of course.

"Right," Cisco said, slowly. "That's... Sure. Nora West-Allen, I guess date of birth is going to be confusing?"

"Good few years off," Nora said, voice still high.

"I'll put, uh, 1984," he said, glancing at her to guess her age. Nora squeaked again. "Ok, that's the basics, now just need a photo. Could you come over here?"

Wait, what? Nora's eyes widened as Cisco adjusted something to the side of his computer.

It figured, she supposed. If they had to temporarily settle other people from the multiverse, they probably would have the equipment to do it. But...

She shuffled forward a step. Then, wanting to get it over with, sprinted as fast as she could with the dampener on to stand in front of the computer's attached camera, cheeks hot and her arm still desperately trying to hide her tits.

"Arm down, please," Cisco said.

"What?!" Nora yelped. "What kind of photo is this?"

"ID photo, I told you," he said. "All distinctive features, to match the card to you."

"Shouldn't it just be my face?!"

"What?" Cisco said, confused. "Full-body. Is it really just face on your world? Must miss a lot of detail out."

Oh god. Nora squeaked again then, hands shaking slightly, lowered both of her arms. Ok, just get this over with, just get this over with.

She exposed her full body to the eyes of her father's doppelganger, and two of her friends, unable to suppress a whimper as Cisco focused the camera. The moment it clicked she hastily lifted her arms up again, trying to forget that they'd all just seen her pussy, her-

"Ok, and..." Cisco pulled a freshly printed card from a machine attached to the computer. Nora's cheeks burned to see it, her nudity proudly displayed.

"You don't have anywhere to carry it, do you?" Caitlin said.

Nora glanced at her, trying to focus on her friend's face rather than the endless skin in full view. It wasn't easy.

Her eyes did dart down, spotting what might well have been a prettied up lanyard, more an accessory than anything official. She had seen women being able to wear shoes and accessories like that, just nothing more.

"I, uh, normally have clothes," Nora said.

"I'll never understand some of those worlds," Caitlin said. She rolled her eyes. "I'll take you shopping if you want, get you sorted."

Oh god no. Just the thought of going through a shop like this...

"Do you, um, have any spares?" Nora said desperately.

"Maybe somewhere," Caitlin said. She tilted her head. "Are you sure you don't want to pick out something more? It's no trouble-"

"I'm sure!" Nora said quickly.