Yes: Caitlin arrives

It was almost a minute before Iris screamed.

Oh god! Oh god no. Slowly she started to realise how much she'd done under the influence of the pill; she'd posted her tits online, she'd bared everything to her father, to the police precinct, she-

She tugged on her arms, whimpering. And her arms were behind her back, cuffed in place. She squealed, desperately wishing she could do anything to cover her tits.

"Quiet down in there!" one of the on-duty officers said.

"Can- Can I have a jacket?" she squeaked, "Or a blanket. Anything to- I'm kinda naked here!"

"You should have thought of that sooner then, shouldn't you?" the officer said scornfully.

Oh god, he couldn't be serious. She whimpered, reluctantly slumping down, all too aware of the others in the holding cell leering at her. She whimpered, barely able to do anything but press her legs together.

It was a humiliating half hour before Iris heard a voice she recognised. Iris jumped up, squealing as she bared her ass, then reluctantly pressed herself to the front of the holding cell. She needed to get their attention, even if it meant yet again displaying her tits.

"Caitlin!" Iris called, catching sight of the scientist. Her eyes prickled as the eyes of the precinct went to her. "Caitlin, help me!"

Caitlin glanced over to her, nodding quickly, before turning to an officer she was near. She heard something about the accelerator and a medical condition; that was... not inaccurate, she supposed.

Then Caitlin came closer. The holding cell was unlocked, the nude Iris allowed out; she whimpered as it took far too long for her cuffs to be undone, her ass on full display to the officer.

She used a hand to wipe her eyes, before hastily covering her front, at _last _hiding her tits and her cunt from the view of the police station.

"I came as soon as I heard," Caitlin said. "Did the pills fail, or..."

Iris squealed.

"Do- do you have a jacket or something to-"

"Not if it's just going to turn into bubbles," Caitlin said. "Iris, did-"

"They work!" she said. "I- I just accidentally took two, and it- it stopped mattering. If I can get my bag back I'll be fine. I won't care any more. Oh god-"

She squeaked. She needed to take a second pill; she had to not care about people seeing her. Otherwise-

Her father, his coworkers, every potential employer clicking on her site...

They'd all have seen her. Iris whimpered.

"Slow down," Caitlin said, apparently too distracted now to remember that Iris wanted clothes. "You took two? Iris, you can't just do that."

"I need to," she squeaked. "It makes everything less mortifying. Caitlin, everyone in here saw my-" she swallowed. "How am I meant to face anyone if I'm..."

"But there are side effects," Caitlin said. "Your body can process one of them, not both at once. If you keep taking double doses..."