Chapter 7 by Rowenar

Does Kara get what she wants, or are Astra’s friends less welcoming?

Astra's allies have other ideas

Astra flew back after a little over a minute, something in her manner changing.

“Aunt Astra?” Kara said.

“You can come down,” Astra said. “There was just a little… wariness. We’ve had to be careful to stay hidden.”

“I understand,” Kara said. “I have a secret identity too. Earth isn’t always great to aliens.”

“it’s… more than that,” Astra said.

Kara looked at her, frowning-

And the flushed crimson as what looked like a dozen other Kryptonians flew up, in the blink of an eye surrounding her. She squirmed, legs futilely kicking in the air, the sheer embarrassment of suddenly being seen as she was momentarily overwhelming her fear.

“Wh-what-” Kara said.

“Zor-El,” one of them – was it Non? – said. “Did you really think you’d be welcome?”

Kara’s cheeks flushed, more worried about how many people were watching her than the potential danger.

She was surrounded, all angles of her in view. She wriggled, trying to fly on the spot while covering herself, but it felt impossible to hide her ass.

She crouched forwards slightly, trying to hide both of her tits behind one upper arm, and her pussy behind her hand, struggling constantly to keep hidden, a boob constantly slipping out. Meanwhile she tried futilely to use her other hand to hide her ass, succeeding in hiding very little.

Bright red, Kara whirled around. What was-

“Sorry, dear one,” Astra said. “I… did wish for a better reunion, I promise.”

“A-aunt Astra?” Kara said.

“Your mother is the reason we’re here,” Astra said. “I want to trust you, but I won’t put everyone’s lives at risk for that.”