Well it’s just one time, right? Strip down

It just felt wrong to give an explanation, and then have to hang around after. Kara squirmed awkwardly on the spot, desperately wishing she could feel a bit more power.

Damn it.

Ok, maybe she could, just this one. If she was fast no one would see; she was only trying to get home after all. No one would-

Except Cat. Kara flushed to see her boss still stood on the balcony, though thankfully at least Cat didn’t know she was her boss.

“Could you, uh, look away?” Kara said.

Any remotely intimidating factor she might have had as Supergirl was immediately undercut by her red face and stumbled-over words. Cat just frowned, mystified.

Rao, and it wasn’t like she could superspeed through it either, not as she was.

“It’s, uh, a little awkward,” Kara said. “I need more sunlight on me to use my powers and, uh… Don’t look?”

Uncertain, Cat turned away. Kara quickly took advantage of the situation to start pulling her costume off over her head, not even bothering to fold it.

She hated how reinvigorated she felt when she dropped it; not enough to really use her powers yet, but she did feel a sudden surge of energy even from the waning daylight.

Flushing deeper, Kara bent over to pull off each of her boots too, her stockings following suite, leaving her in just her panties; they were all in the way of underwear she wore when she was in costume.

Nervously, she looked pleadingly up at the Sun. Couldn’t this be enough?!

But, no. The sunlight was more diffuse at this hour, and even if it wasn’t she had more than just two centimetres square on. Eyes prickling, Kara **** herself to pull her panties down, stepping out of them, leaving them on the rest of her clothes.

She looked up, basking in what daylight there was, just wishing it would hurry up and charge her-

And then she saw Cat Grant rather pointedly staring at her. Kara gave a squeak that was so far from any noise Supergirl should make, quickly trying to cover herself with her arms-

And was glad to note that she did so with rather more speed. She squirmed on the balcony for a few seconds, an arm over her tits, a hand over her pussy, and wriggling red-faced under Cat’s gaze, before she finally had the power to jump and fly off.

She grabbed her clothes quickly too; stockings, boots, the Supergirl outfit, and panties. She still felt a little low on power, but it should be enough-

To an outside observer it might only take her a handful of seconds to get back home, but when she was moving like this it always felt like longer; the world seemed to slow down, and her nudity didn’t help.

And then she felt herself dip. Wait, no, she couldn’t lose her powers when she was in the air, she’d done everything-

Then she looked at her hands, and felt her eyes prickle again. She had more than those special two centimetres covered simply by carrying her clothes; for short distances that might be ok, especially when she was fully charged or in brighter daylight, but now…

Whimpering with humiliation, Kara dropped them, knowing full well some stranger was going to find Supergirl’s panties within the minute.

Doing so let her keep her power levels up long enough to make it back to her apartment, where she quickly closed the window and curled up on her sofa. No costume now, no way to even pretend like she could be a real superhero.

Just so long as Cat had enough respect for Supergirl to not publish her nudity problem. Rao, she hadn’t even thought of that while it was happening, too consumed by panic.

But it was over, whatever happened, it was over.

She slept awkwardly, haunted by dreams of exposure, but when she woke up she was considerably more recovered. Perkily she got dressed, basking in the feel of fabric on her skin. At least this would be the rest of her life.

Only stopping off to pick up Cat’s order, Kara went straight to Catco.