Who doesn't like a naked Tara?

Tara fled sobbing to the next room, screaming again as she found it too filled with the excessive number of Slayers travelling with Buffy. She trembled, each motion making her tits threaten to spill out over her arm. Whimpering under all the attention, she whirled around on the spot, blonde hair flying up from bare shoulders, too panicked to think about what a view of her rear she was giving to the wide-eyed women.

When she spotted a table, she hurried over to it and curled up underneath, tucking her knees up against her chest and rocking back and forth, bright red and crying. She was too distracted to notice her body pass through the tableleg, unused to her new ghostly status.

She was glad she was back, she really was, but why did it have to be naked? And why did she have to be too incorporeal to get dressed?!

Even if she couldn't touch anything else, she could still feel herself. Warm, bare skin under her hands, pale flesh exposed to everyone, and she had no idea how she was ever going to hide it.

In the other room, Buffy was just about able to close her mouth.

"Wills," Buffy said. "Was that..."

"Yep," Willow said faintly. "That was... That was definitely..."

"Not some imposter?" Buffy said.

"Not in that much detail," Willow said, still staring at the spot where the naked blonde had been.

She'd never imagined being able to see the sight again. She'd be lying if she said it hadn't affected her.

"That's the famous Tara?" Kennedy said, staring like everyone else. "You've got good taste."

"She's... not normally naked," Willow said slowly. "Well, not in front of everyone. Well, except that one time, but they should've knocked."

The sound of humiliated whimpers carried to their room as the normally conservatively-dressed witch tried to come to terms with her nudity.

Trying to shake off her distraction, Willow slowly got to her feet, moving to the next room. Lots of Slayers were watching the table, expressions ranging from confusion to curiosity to self-reflection.

"Tara?" Willow said softly.

"H-h-h-hi!" Tara managed. her stutter sometimes returned when she was nervous.

"Are you really..."

"They brought me back," Tara said. "Th-th-th-the Powers, th-they didn't say I'd be n-n-n-n-n-n-naked!"

Willow tried very, very hard not to grin. She was so, so happy to have Tara back, and a permanently naked Tara on top of that?! Well, she was sure she could work out some way to help make that easier for Tara. And especially if Kennedy was happy (which it sounded like was the case)...

"Wh-wh-what are we going to d-do?" Tara said.