Regular Kryptonian garb

She was wearing black, little more than a basic outfit. She stood metres away from Kara, expression tight.

“After everything, this is how I find you?” Astra said. “Exposing yourself and humiliating our family?”

Kara reddened. It wasn’t like it was her choice; then again, judging by her costume Astra seemed unaware of what happened when she’d exert herself. Maybe she’d never had cause to use her powers for longer periods of time.

Still, despite that, Kara could only stutter out a “You’re alive?”

“I wasn’t on Krypton, thanks to your mother,” Astra said.

“You-” Kara began, and hesitated. “You were in Fort Rozz?”

It was all she can think of, and by her aunt’s glower she seemed to be correct. Any other time and Kara’s mind would have been whirling with what that meant, why Astra had been sent there-

Instead she still couldn’t think of anything beyond the air on her skin.

Part of her mind was still ticking away though, connecting how easy it was to find Vartox here, a fellow prisoner at Fort Rozz, to how her aunt had turned up, and…

Astra leapt at her with little fanfare, moving almost too quickly for Kara to react to.

Kara flushed every time she had to fight; there was nothing she could do to try and maintain any modesty, everything had to go into defending herself.

She shifted her footing, then started flying; the added dimension of movement made the fight both more intense, and the exposure more humiliating.

Astra was better trained, better able to take advantage of the air; meanwhile Kara had to shift angle, spinning through the air, giving clear views up between her legs, and when she was knocked back her cheeks coloured.

She wanted to cover her tits, more than anything, but she had to focus-

She’d longed to see her family again, and now her aunt was back they were fighting.

And then Astra started to slow. Kara knew that feeling; her stored power was waning, leaving her increasingly powerless.

When Astra swung and Kara barely stumbled at the blow, Kara began to relax. She quickly slowed, landing with her ass facing a wall, crossing one arm over her chest, hiding her cunt again.

“Stop!” Kara said. “Aunt Astra, please…”

“You’re humiliating our House, as you are,” Astra said. “And you’ve gotten in the way. Sorry little one, but I can’t let you continue doing any of that.”

Did she not realise she was growing weaker?

The DEO would be coming soon, no doubt able to soon overpower her if she kept draining herself. If Astra really was working with Fort Rozz that might be best, but Kara didn’t know how she felt about detaining her aunt.

Maybe she should explain herself, say why she was naked like this. Then again, the consequences of that might be…