Strip, and ask for help

Oh god. Whimpering slightly, and doing her utmost to avoid her not-father's gaze, her hands hooked around the underside of her top.

It wasn't like she had any choice. No powers, no freedom to run; but if he could help, then she had to make sure he'd listen. And if the only way to do that was...

She bit her lip, forcing herself to look pleadingly at him. This world's Flash looked back impatiently. Ok. Nora swallowed.

And pulled her top up, over her bare chest, and was about to drop it before Barry snatched it away, apparently not wanting her to be in contact with clothing for any longer than she had to be.

Squeaking, Nora hastily drew her arms back and crossed them over her now-exposed tits.

"That's not all of it," Barry said.

"Please," Nora squeaked. "It's a start!"

"It's still illegal," Barry said. "You seem like a good person, you don't want to make trouble do you?"

She fidgeted, glancing back yet again and immediately regretting doing so. The locals of this world, men and yet more naked women, seemed to be fascinated by seeing their Flash deal with a miscreant.

Nora squeaked, still anxiously crossing her arms. All she had on was the red panties she'd slept in, and even that was apparently too much.

Biting her lip, she quickly shifted, trying to adjust her arms to reach down to her panties while still crossing over her chest.

Then, wishing she had a little superspeed, she hastily pushed her panties down her legs and flashed her boobs to do so, whimpering as she felt both the air and her 'father's' gaze making sure she was obeying him.

And then her panties were around her ankles, her ass bare to the people gathered behind her. She relutantly stumbled out of her panties, squirming on the spot and lowering one hand to cover her pussy.

This was the _furthest thing _from schway.

The Flash, meanwhile, breathed out as though he'd just talked someone into disarming. A flash of yellow later and the last trace of the clothing she'd come here in had vanished from the ground.

"You- you said you'd help," Nora said, hunched slightly and looking up desperately. "I'm n-naked, will you... This isn't my Earth, I don't know about..."

"You obeyed when you had the law explained to you, that's a good thing." Barry said. Bizarrely he sounded almost comforting. "I'll be happy to help you settle in here while we work out what to do."

Nora breathed a sigh of relief, despite herself. Well that was one problem solved; not the problem of getting home, or of not being stark naked in the middle of the street admittedly, but a problem.

"If I can't run, can you, uh, run me somewhere more... private?" Nora said. She squirmed on the spot, still trying desperately to cover herself with her arms.

She refused to look back.

After a moment, Barry nodded.

"I know a place," he said. "We can work this out there."

She squeaked as she felt herself be picked up, the journey lasting a fraction of a second but her nudity still making her cheeks burn.