Go Commando

Sue Storm stared at herself in the mirror. Her costume, tight at the best of times, did little to hide her body. It often restricted the kind of underwear she could wear without showing through the thin material of the unstable molecule fabric. Yet never, in all of her years of adventuring, had the Invisible Woman gone without underwear entirely.

A slight redesign to the top had provided some extra support and separation for her breasts, but there were no straps or underwire, just layers of cloth and a flexible exoskeleton of nanotubules. She moved side to side, watching the sway of her tits. There was just enough extra padding so that her nipples couldn't be seen. No one would know she wasn't wearing a bra.

Or panties.

It was strange, to be completely clothed but to feel so utterly naked. The Invisible Woman stared at herself in the mirror and turned, felt the cloth against her bare pussy lips with every movement. This was Dr. Stone's idea. To go commando. To go without that layer of unseen clothing, to find the confidence in herself and her body that She-Hulk had.

"After all," Sue said to herself, repeating the doctor's words. "It's not like you're wearing nothing, or being in any way inappropriate. The only one who knows you're naked under your clothes is you. Is the Invisible Woman afraid that someone may see through her?"

Sue took a deep breath, and watched her breasts rise and fall. They wobbled, just a little.

"No," she said. "I'm not afraid."

Then the alarm sounded. The Fantastic Four was needed. Without a moment's hesitation, the Invisible Woman turned and ran toward the Fantasticar.