Spooner 4 - Empathic ENF 2

A suit jacket and a rug were thrown over the table. Out of respect, the Legends kept their distance from Spooner, which also made it hard to reach the clothes she'd unwittingly taken off - instead, they'd improvised with what they could, taking discarded things from around the bridge.

Not great. Still better than nothing. She slipped the jacket on, doing it up as far as she could - the buttons only closed over her stomach, but it was just tight enough for her nipples to be hidden, though her cleavage was displayed in a neat, brown triangle that went unnervingly far down. She adjusted it, uncomfortable - it was a little more formal than her usual fare.

She adjusted her tits again, making sure they were in, before wrapping the rug around her waist. Taking a deep breath, Spooner stood. She shot a glare over to Sara.

"Hey, don't look at me like that!" Sara said.

"Pretty sure this is your fault," Spooner said.

"Hey, don't you ever look at someone and think they'd be pretty naked? Doesn't mean I planned this. Just happened," Sara said.

"I mean, no, not really!" Spooner shot back.

Awkwardly, she stepped back, keeping to the wall on the opposite side of the bridge to Sara and Ava. She side-stepped along it, making it back towards the bridge's exit; she could get more clothes from the fabricator, and then figure something out. Maybe something she couldn't get out of so easily? She wasn't sure. At the very least, work on this... unexpected development to her powers.

As she moved, she undid the jacket. Sara coughed pointedly. Spooner frowned, and looked down only as she dropped the jacket. She yelped, lifting her other hand to help cover her boobs on instinct, and in doing so dropped the rug. It fell to the floor, leaving her naked again.

But she was nowhere near Sara and Ava. If that was what caused her to...

She shot a glance to the door she was walking towards. Astra was still standing in it.

"Astra? Seriously?!" Spooner said.

Astra coughed, looking away. Spooner made a shooing motion, before quickly returning her hand to cover her pussy. She looked as menacing as she could while still trying to hide her naked body.

Worst. Superpowers. Ever.

She wasn't moving. It barely even occurred to her, at first - what she'd wanted was to get away from all the people that were apparently messing with her empathic sense, to get to clothes and get to privacy and get to figuring this out. Instead she was standing still, still with her arms firmly crossing over her naked body, still embarrassed, but not moving and not doing anything else to cover beyond squirm.

She hesitated. Then she looked at Astra.

"Astra, out the way!" Spooner said again, insistently.

"So everyone wants Spooner naked," Zari said thoughtfully, "But Sara and Ava want to get a look, while you want, what, her to look embarrassed?"

"Not just looking!" Spooner squeaked.

She wriggled, still not making any move to leave the bridge while Astra was within a few paces of her. Reluctantly, Astra backed away, glancing back.

"Nostalgia," Astra said. "There was a whole circle of hell dedicated to public nudity. You know, for the people that didn't deserve the full treatment, but we still wanted to have a little fun with. Kept a few people naked for millenia."

"Er, you sell tickets?" Sara said. Ava elbowed her.

Astra finally moved far enough away for Spooner to dash past her. By that point, she didn't dwell on any thoughts beyond wanting to leave the bridge, not even considering the rather generous view she was giving from the back - preparedness and training kept her toned, but she still had undeniable curves to her.

She ran headfirst into Gary. She yelped, stumbling back; Gary stammered.

"Er. I wanted to ask if... What's going on?" Gary said.

"Long story," Sara said.

"Mmf mmmff," Spooner said.

Sara blinked. Spooner was still naked, still hiding behind her arms, now with an apple in her open mouth. She fidgeted.

"Where did that even..." Sara began. She sighed. "Gary, stop thinking about eating Spooner."

"I, er, no, I wasn't, I would never..."

Spooner spat out the apple, opened her mouth to say something cutting, then decided to run past him instead, streaking out into the Waverider's corridor. Five people watched her leave.

"So it's not just you two," Zari said. "She's getting everyone's thoughts? You two imagining her naked. Astra imagining her, well, still naked. Gary as... not touching that one, though I guess if she wasn't already naked, she wouldn't become..."

Gary coughed awkwardly. They looked towards him.

"I'm not saying I was thinking about eating her," Gary said delicately. "You know I've very much decided against eating humans anymore for health- er, moral reasons. But hypothetically if I had pictured eating people on the crew - hypothetically - I always hated picking bits of fabric out from my tentacles. So. Naked is preferred."

There was a long pause.

"So, wait, is there anyone on this crew Spooner can stay dressed around?" Sara said. "If any of us walk closer to her, she's just going to strip? For that matter, if anyone that thinks she looks cute goes near her, she's going to share their urge for her to lose her clothes."

"Sounds like it," Zari said.

"Oh," Sara said, remarkably neutrally. "That's. Er. terrible."

"Babe," Ava said. "You're grinning."

Sara quickly schooled her expression.