Out of the collection

Despite everything, the exertion she had been through recently caught up with Natasha and she slept. She was still curled up in the bottom of her glass prison, but as her eyes closed, her hands slipped from their positions covering her, unveiling all of her previously-hidden areas to the aliens walking past the window. As she slept and dreamed, her rose-pink nipples hardened unconsciously, to the amusement of those watching her. Natasha rolled over, awkwardly in the confined space, now presenting her round, firm buttocks to her audience.

A dark-skinned, dark-haired girl in blue leather armour, her face decorated with white lines, hung around the window, looking in appreciatively. Every now and then she raised a bottle to her lips and took a large swig.

There was a flash of light, and a loud boom, startling Natasha awake. She looked around, and realised a crack had formed in her glass chamber. Another flash of light, this time directly on the window, and Natasha looked through the spiderweb cracks to Nebula and Gamora engaged in a running battle with a black furry alien, who was firing blasters from three of his four hands.

Nebula kicked out at the alien as he shot again, causing the shot to go through the door of the Collector's lair. Carina began to run about, securing valuable items. At that point Natasha noticed something that really annoyed her, in the shape of one of the other collected creatures.

"Really?" she said, annoyed, "I have to be naked, but the duck gets a suit?"

One more blast hit by Natasha, and this time her prison shattered, she fell out through the window into the thoroughfare, where alien species were running in all directions.

"You must come back." Carina darted through the door, holding a staff which crackled with electricity, "My master will not allow his collection to be depleted."

"I'm going to disapoint him." Natasha replied. Carina ran at her and Natasha dodged a blow, she kicked up at the staff, flipping it out of Carina's hands and turning it back on her, she grabbed it and touched the tip to the pink girl, who juddered with the shock. Carina stepped back, then moved quickly, dodging around the staff, but Natasha swung it by her, snagging her dress which parted at the seams easily, revealing Carina to be naked underneath. The pink girl looked down at her naked body; her nipples were a darker shade of pink and standing firm from her small but perfectly-formed breasts, and her body was shaved hairless. She exclaimed in embarrassment and tried to cover herself, giving Natasha the opportunity to step in and poke her with the staff again, this time stunning her.

Natasha looked at the sisters, who were finishing up their fight. Nebula had been flung into a wall and looked dazed, but Gamora had pinned down the furry alien and was rifling through his pockets. After a few seconds of searching, she pulled out an ancient-looking piece of paper. She unfolded it, looked at it for a moment and her eyes went wide. Then she pulled a small device from her own pocket and touched it to the paper, which burst into flames. Gamora went to her sister and helped her to her feet.

"He didn't have it, let's go." Gamora said, and the two of them started to walk away.

"Hey!" Natasha took a step to follow Nebula, when the girl who had been watching her got in her way.

"You look like you can handle yourself in a fight." she said, looking Natasha up and down as if she hadn't done that many times before.

"You don't want to find out." Natasha replied.

"My boss would, though." the girl brought out a small metal device and took a step towards Natasha. She licked her lips as her eyes drifted down to Natasha's firm breasts. "So, let's you and me..." she paused, suddenly looking over Natasha's shoulder. "Oh, hell. I gotta go!"

The girl spun on her heel to leave, as she did there was a pinging noise and suddenly her leather trousers were dropping down, revealing a tiny white thong. The girl squealed, pulling her trousers back as far as her knees and hobbling off as quickly as she could.

Natasha was puzzled, wondering what could have spooked the girl so much she would run away in such an undignified way. But she only had a moment to wonder before a hand clapped her on the shoulder.

"Natasha." she turned, expecting another fight, but already knew it was a woman's voice, and not Carina. She found herself facing a dark-haired woman in red and silver armour. "I am Lady Sif of Asgard, I am here to help you."