Zoe, Jo and River

The first thing Zoe Heriot noticed was that she wasn't in a trench any more. The grubby mud and wood had been replaced with angular, shining mirrors on every wall, forming a tunnel that seemed to stretch into the distance and branch off.

The second thing she noticed, courtesy of those same mirrors, was that her jumpsuit had gone. Immediately her eyes widened; quickly she shifted posture, trying to cover her front with her hands.

For a moment she was about to call for the Doctor and Jamie, but instead faltered, realising what it meant that all of her pixie-like body was exposed. She didn't want them to see her like this!

Normally she was a much more reserved, logical person, but that didn't mean she was fine with suddenly being naked.

Then she heard panicked sobbing; Zoe hesitated, but ultimately sympathy won out over embarassment. She followed the sound, doing her best to ignore the mirrors all around her and the reflection they gave of her naked form.

They just made her flush all the more. She wasn't good at covering herself, her wrist kept on slipping as she walked and exposing her chest; that glimpse was reflected dozens of times all around her.

She was blushing when she made it to the source of the sound, nervously peering around a corner.

There was another naked woman on the floor, a tearful blonde sat with her back against the wall, her knees hugged close to her chest; she squeaked as she saw Zoe's head peek inside.

"Ah! Go away!" the blonde said.

Quickly, Zoe backed out, only to be greeted again with her own nude reflection when she turned.

"I'm not going to hurt you," Zoe said, on the far side of the wall. "My name's Zoe."

"J-Jo," the blonde said. "Are you- I- I'm n-naked!"

"I know," Zoe said. She hesitated. "Did you get brought here too?"

"Y-yes," Jo said. "I- I can't find my cl-clothes anywhere."

"I think it's a side-effect of the transporter," Zoe said. "Can I come in?"

Jo squeaked. "No!"

Zoe hesitated. She wanted to help the woman, and maybe work together to figure out what on earth had happened, but if she was too embarassed to be seen...

Zoe jumped when she saw movement in the mirrors; quickly she glanced down.

As much as she might have been disappointed by Jo's embarassment, her first reaction was still to make sure she was covering her slim frame well, an arm over her tits and another concealing her cunt from view. She kept with her back to the wall.

And suddenly a taller figure strode around the corner; the woman had a huge mass of hair, and was making a token effort to hide her tits with one arm, though it seemed half-hearted at best, a glimpse of nipple peeking out over her wrist. She wasn't even making an effort to hide her pussy.

"Thought I heard voices," she said; her eyes lit up. "Zoe, isn't it? Zoe Heriot?"

Zoe found herself flushing. Normally she was much more in control of herself, she chastised herself inwardly. Just with all of this...

"Do I know you?" Zoe said.

"Think of me as a cool aunt," she said. "Professor River Song."

She extended her free hand, to shake; Zoe stared at it incredulously, unwilling to move either of her arms.

"I... know the Doctor," River said. "And if she said her name was Jo, I get the feeling we all do. This is the kind of mess association with him can get you into."

Zoe found herself reddening even more in front of the shameless woman.

"Zoe?" Jo called, voice nervous. "Wh-who is that?"

Without a moment's pause, River strode past Zoe and into the same room as Jo. Jo shrieked in embarassment, scrambling to move back against the wall, hugging her legs to herself more tightly.

Uncertain, Zoe chose to follow River, making sure she wasn't dangerous. She didn't seem to be, she just seemed to be...

"We need to work together if we want to get through this," River said. Despite her brazen manner, her tone was softer. "And we can't do that if we can't bear to be in the same room together. Ok?"

Jo whimpered.

"It's not that I'm not embarassed," River said. "Ok, normally I'd have no problem being naked, I just prefer to get more of a say in it. But either way I'm not going to let it stop me. How about you?"