Her shorts

Jennifer had made sure to acquire a pair of blue spandex shorts she could wear under her skirt, like cheerleaders wear. Unfortunately, in her excitement to begin her superhero career, she had neglected to put them on. Or anything, under her skirt.

Supreme Girl flew over the city, waiting for her moment to shine. Then it happened. She heard a man crying out for help in an alleyway.

"Perfect!" She thought as she swooped down. She saw the man, a well dressed man in his early thirties, standing, looking like he'd been roughed up. She hovered above him, a trick she had learned that creates an air of authority.

"How may I be of assistance?" She asked as she thought about how cool she looked, with her hair and skirt gently blowing in the wind. That was until she realized the man was starring directly up her skirt.

"I..ug.." The shocked man started, "I can your... uh..."

"Oh God!" She exclaimed. She landed as quickly as she could, inadvertently blowing her skirt up further, giving the man an even better look at her super pussy. She frantically pushed her skirt down as she turned red. "How... how can I help you?" She said again, much less confidently.