Initially

As Esme stepped out onto the balcony she hissed at the cool air hitting her naked body. She could feel her nipples starting to harden from the cold air and goosebumps starting to form on her bare forearms and boobs.

She could see that a crowd was starting to form on the bottom floor below. Esme stared down into the crowd seeing only a few dozen mutants were here but enough to become the seed of a new mutant army. Esme should be happy addressing such a large gathering of mutants, but she wasn't. Esme should have Sophie and Phoebe with her and together they should be addressing everyone, but instead, she was alone. But instead of feeling in control and powerful she felt helpless and ****. Why?

"Because of some damn Hound, I have to be naked for who knows how long."

Esme furiously thought to herself.

"There's no time for anger."

"We need to focus on the task at hand."

"This will only take a few minutes."

"You were born to deliver this speech."

Esme shook her head, words of advice and encouragement from her sisters floating in her mind.

"Thank God for my sisters."

she thought to herself temporarily forgetting her anger. She had to momentarily close her eyes to focus and calm herself. Far to conscious of the sheer fact that she had nothing on.

Her only solace was that if the illusion failed the balcony was high enough to at least cover her bald pussy. Her breasts, however, were only hidden by the illusion of clothes projected by the mental prowess of her sisters, she could only pray that they would hold firm long enough for her speech to finish.

"Hello, there boys and girls. So glad you could all be here because we know the fun's just starting," Esme spoke.“I’ll try not to keep you here too long,” she said. "We're all tired from the struggles these past few days, however, my sisters and I wanted to say a few words to you all." She paused to take a breath, pleased that so far no one seems to have noticed her nudity.

She looked at the crowd and recognized a few familiar faces. The Strucker family were in attendance as were Lorna/Polaris, they were standing close together and were probably the strongest mutants here. She could see Andy intently staring at her. She slightly squirmed at that intense look in his eyes. Could he tell she was naked?

She immediately crossed her arms across her chest covering up her pale nipples. She looked down and saw the cleavage she was showing, she wanted to pull it tighter but knew she needs to project an aura of strength so did not. She looked back up to stare at the crowd again.

She could see Marcos and John standing side by side looking at her skeptically. She saw Clarice leaning against the back wall with Shatter and Sage looking bored.

She began to speak again "We have suffered, for far too long as we have been oppressed, despised and slaughtered for merely being ourselves, mutants". "Well no more!" she screamed, her small boobs jiggling from the **** of her voice. Her sudden volume increase seemingly getting the crowd more interested in her speech. She even felt more excited as an intense vibration suddenly washed over her. "They must be excited to feel that," she thought.

Smiling she thought to herself "Good, hopefully only a few minutes more and I can stop being naked in front of everybody".

Continuing to talk about the indignities of being captured and experimented on, little did she know that the crowd was growing less interested in her speech and more interested in her body.

Lorna blinked, was it just her imagination but was Esme topless? Lorna rubbed her eyes with her hands, and looked up again. Her eyes widening at the sight of the naked blonde. There at the top of the balcony stood Esme, topless and with every gesticulation she was making made her small tits jiggle. Then suddenly she was clothed again. Lorna blinked and snorted, she was obviously imagining things. Lorna shook her head thinking it must be her pregnancy hormones making her hallucinate naked people she thought.

Andy was excited as Esme was hot and seeing her come out the room topless was incredible. In Andy’s mind, Esme was a perfect combination of grace and sensuality. Looking at her more intently Andy could see her perfectly shaped breasts and bite-sized nipples. Continuing to leer at her until she drew her arms to her chest and a blue blouse appeared on her. An expression of confusion appearing on his face, was he imagining things now? He rubbed his eyes with the palm of his and looked up again and saw that Esme was clothed. He frowned, and decided to test that hypothesis.

Note:Thanks to MistWolf proofreading