There's an unintended consequence

There was a rustle in the trees. The Doctor jerked his head up, momentarily distracted, only to see Clara's equally nude doppelganger stumbling into the clearing. She hissed, glowering at the Doctor.

The real Clara stirred on the ground, mumbling something. The Doctor leapt to his feet-

"You..." the other Clara said, before stumbling.

She hit the ground. Then, with the reflexes of someone used to the environment, quickly sprung up again. The Doctor was glad to notice the lack of the snake tattoo on her arm.

"It's ok," he said. "It's ok! The Mara had you, but it's gone now. You're ok."

"The Mara's... gone?" the other Clara said slowly. She glanced around, frowning, un-selfconsciously. "I remember falling..."

"It got into your head," the Doctor said. "I got it out. I'm the Doctor."

"The Doctor?" not-Clara said. her eyes widened. "I've heard tales of you!"

"Oh, really?" the Doctor said. He straightened slightly, adjusting his bow tie. "Always good to-"

"The idiot!" the Clara echo said brightly.

The Doctor deflated.

"Yes, well," he said. "Might want to warn your tribe. There might be a few restless nights, but it shouldn't be able to get through anywhere else."

The echo nodded. Then, quickly, she turned around and hurried away, her bare ass vanishing into the greenery. The Doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to where Clara was starting to stir.

All in all, he reflected, that had gone well. He was pretty rusty when it came to hypnosis, but he'd calmed Clara enough that the Mara hadn't been able to stay. He smiled, rather proud of himself. It wasn't often one of his plans went off without a hitch.

Clara yawned, stretching as she stood up. Absently she stood with her arms to her sides, tits bare. The Doctor blinked.

"Did it work?" she said.

"Wonderfully!" he said. "You could relax, even though you were..."

"What? Oh, yeah," Clara said. "Don't know why that bothered me."

She stretched again, brushing a little dirt off her thigh, unconcerned that even her pussy was there for all to see. The Doctor hesitated.

Ok, maybe a slight recalculation. He seemed to have accidentally calmed her enough to get rid of her nudity taboo entirely. That was... huh.

"Back to the TARDIS then?" she said. "Probably isn't safe to stick around here."

"Right!" the Doctor said. He started bounding ahead; Clara followed, leaving her clothes behind. "Any ideas where you want to go next?"

"Wouldn't mind going home," Clara said. "All this stuff with echoes, feel like reminding myself of who this me is."

The nude Clara followed him, stopping only to pick up her shoes. She needed those, all these loose twigs made walking a pain.

Ah well, the Doctor reflected as Clara bent over to put her shoes on, thrusting her ass out, it should be temporary. It should wear off soon. Sometime. Probably.