Complete Disrobing

"Amy, can you move your legs?" The Doctor asked.

"What kind of question is that? Yes, I can. What good does that do when my arms are pinned, and I'm flashing everyone?!" Amy exclaimed, her cheeks blushing.

"The way I see it, as the Angel is quantum locked, we can't look away and risk you being sent back in time. Yet, there is a simple solution..." The eccentric man smirked, readying his Sonic Screwdriver.

BZZZZZZZZZT

He pointed it at Amy and turned it on. The embarrassed redhead thought things couldn't get worse until she felt every button on her shirt, skirt, and the clasp of her bra suddenly open. Her skirt, with nothing holding it up, fell to her ankles.

"Rory? Be a dear and remove Amy's tights and pants, would you?" The Doctor said, checking his Screwdriver's readings.

"Don't you dare!" Amy cried out as her husband took a step towards her.

"Doctor?" Rory asked, unsure what to do.

"You want to make sure she doesn't get taken by the Angel? Get everything off her legs!" the Doctor cautioned.

Rory strode up to Amy, seeing her blush like this made the usually confident redhead look adorably ****. Something he would remember from now on. Amy at least liked that he was covering her nakedness by standing there. However, it was short lived as he knelt down to remove her tights and pants. The Angel's grip on the garments were nonexistent, with just its thumb pushing them down. Rory just finished the job and pushed them to her ankles. He picked up each of Amy's feet to remove them completely, and left them on the ground.

"Now, it's just a simple. You need to replace, Amy. Rory, you might need to pull her. The idea is to drop to the ground, free of the Angel's grasp." The doctor explained.

"But it still has by shirt and bra!" Amy whined.

"That's why I unbuttoned and unclasped everything. You'll drop out of them, and once we deal with the Angel, your clothes should be unharmed. Just relax and slip free." he said.

Rory lifted her legs behind her knees and wrapped his other arm behind her back. With her weight barely supported by Rory, Amy began to slip down. He hugged her knees to her chest, which helped obscure her tits, but she felt a cool breeze between her legs, and she knew that everyone now had a view between her legs that only Rory had seen before. She began to struggle, which actually aided her descent.

As she slowly slipped down, her snagged bra bunched at her neck. Since hey blouse was open, only the bra straps seemed to keep her shoulders from getting free. Because the bra was held close to her body, Rory couldn't unsnag it from the Angel's grasp. The bras straps kept her blouse from sliding with her, so as she descended, her sleeves were pulled up until her hands were free of the bra.

Amy landed on her bare ass next to Rory, and she was happy to have her arms free to cover herself now. Rory stood her up and lead her away, even though her skirt, blouse, tights, and pants were on the ground.

"Get her away, and get behind me. Everyone, keep your eyes on that Angel!" The Doctor said as he rushed up to it and began scanning it with his Sonic.

"Seems alone. How did you get here? Exiled by the others? Sent here to remain for, what? Eternity? No, you preyed on your species, taking away their quarry before they could. You competed for sustenance. They died because you wouldn't let them feed. You're a highly experienced predator, aren't you? You want to send something back in time? You have something right in front of you, under your nose. Do it, and leave these people AND my friends alone." he bargained.

"Doctor, no! Don't sacrifice yourself, it's not worth it!" Amy cried.

"Don't worry! I have a feeling our friend here knows who I am. How important I am to history. They'll make the right choice." he reassured her.

The Doctor stood behind the Angel and resumed his speech.

"You understand me, right? You take what you need, and you leave this planet, yeah? Go on, DO IT! Look away from the Angel everyone!" the Doctor commanded.

The crowd shrugged and turned their backs. The Doctor, looking over the Angel's shoulder to look at Amy and Rory, who haven't budged.

"Amy, Rory! Look away!" The Doctor ordered.

"No, we can't lose you!" Amy shouted.

"We can't let you do this." Rory agreed.

"Do it, or you will be taken too. Do it!" The Doctor got serious.

Rory grabbed his naked wife and turned her around.

"No, no!" Amy cried as she tried to look behind her, but didn't want to uncover herself to fight Rory.

The Doctor, satisfied, slowly turned around.

"Alright, then. You're free. Leave this place." The Doctor whispered.

Amy and Rory heard an odd sound, and turned around. They expected to see an empty space, but their tears dried as they saw their friend, The Doctor l standing alone, unharmed.

"Doctor?! How?" Rory asked.

"The Angel understood what I meant. Right in front of them, under their nose. What do you not see, besides the Angel?"

"My clothes are gone!" Amy cried.

"Points to Griffyndor! Yes! It sent your clothes back in time, then left. Where to, I do not care. Let's go back to the TARDIS."

Amy sulked that she would be naked until they got back inside the TARDIS, but it was a short jaunt back. Once inside, Amy ran to her room and got dressed. Sighing in relief, she returned to the console room and approached Rory and The Doctor.

"So, where to next? I'm getting hungry. Perhaps a restaurant that knows your deepest cravings and makes it for you within seconds?" Amy asked.

Rory and the Doctor turned, and their eyes bugged out. They looked at each other, then back at Amy.