She's there, and meets up with the locals

Honestly, she couldn't say which was more diorienting, the journey between universes or the ship going back in time. Erin grabbed an empty chair, taking the better part of a minute to catch her breath.

Ok, step one... She had just enough foresight to alter the morphic field of this world to ensure people wouldn't be hostile to her. 'Friendship' wasn't the most fun of her powers, but it was definitely the one she used the most of; boring, but practical. She opted not to dive right in with embarrassment though; she wanted to have a bit more fun with the lead-up first.

On Supergirl's Earth, things had just become too easy. Plus who was she meant to look at when she was surrounded by women that ran the gamut from cute to just plain hot?

"Ok, you wait for me," Erin said to Imra and Brainy. "Chill, play scrabble, whatever, I don't care. I'm going to see what I can find."

She hurried out of the ship, content to leave the nude Imra behind. She would be able to get dressed now, but she also wouldn't be leaving thanks to the friendship active on this world too. Inevitably Erin would be back and getting an eyeful again.

This world was... different. Supergirl's Earth and Earth-1 all seemed very similar, at least in terms of design. She couldn't say much about the powers or people yet, but the basic architecture was definitely striking. There were just enough oddities, differences in style, that made it clear she was somewhere else entirely.

Wait, was that poster advertising tickets to Atlantis?! Erin did a double take, blinking. Ok then, definitely different.

Still, this was Central City. This was her home, as different as it was. It was nice to be back somewhere more familiar.

And then there was a flash of blue lightning. Erin jumped, biting back a yelp; a figure all in black stood suddenly before her. A face that didn't quite seem human, a maw more than a mouth, flickers on blue lightning still arcing from it.

For a moment it felt like her heart stopped beating. She barely remembered to breathe, and only just remembered to redouble the 'friendship.'

Shit, what the hell-

"A ship?" the black figure said in a low, deep voice straight out of a nightmare. "Most visitors know not to draw my attention."

Friendship, friendship...

Wait, Cisco had mentioned this guy hadn't he? Zoom, or something. Yep, dark costume, blue lightning, positively demonic. Definitely Zoom, definitely human despite how he looked. Which also made him the guy who'd recruited every meta in this city to cause chaos. There were worse friends to have.

And if he was human, then he definitely wouldn't be hurting her. He just liked to scare the life out of allies.

"Thought you'd appreciate the company," Erin said, just about steadying her heart rate. "Here to help. Few powers, few tricks, basic stuff but I heard that's no problem."

There was a pause; the impassive mask regarded her.

"Also can I see your secret base?" Erin said. "Always wanted to see a proper lair."

"I will... introduce you," Zoom said.

Travel via speedster wasn't much better than by breach or time machine. One moment she was standing there, the next the world was a blur glimpsed through sparking blue, with no warning; she almost toppled over when they came to a stop in...

Huh. A cave. She'd expected more.

"Who's this?"

And then there was that; Erin recognised the voice, even if it sounded strangely doubled, echoed. She turned to see Caitlin Snow. Well, a white-haired version who opted for leather rather than more conservative clothing. Erin eyed her appreciatively.

"A new ally," Zoom said.

"Really?" Killer Frost looked at her, unimpressed. "And what does she do?"

"This," Erin said. She smiled, focusing-

And hesitated. She definitely wouldn't mind getting Caitlin naked again, but that could happen any time, and the sight of the scientists's tits was still clear in her mind. There was someone else in the cave.

A prisoner, too, so she wouldn't be straining the friendship too much too soon; there was a woman with black hair, locked in a glass box, glaring sullenly out at them.

"Who's she?" Erin said.

"Jesse Wells," Zoom rasped. "A... bargaining piece."

Yeesh, she really had ended up in supervillain central. Ah well, she was cute enough. Erin smiled, focused, and watched as Jesse slowly started to take her clothes off.

Her eyes went wide as she started to undo her top, hints of pale skin sneaking into view; she couldn't help but whimper as her top slipped down her arms, followed siftly by her bra, both falling to the floor of her cell.

For a moment she tried to cross her arms; at Erin's silent urging however she started taking off her pants, exposing her tits as she did so. In moment her panties joined them, all her clothes in a pile on the floor of the glass-walled box.

Jesse whimpered, staring incredulously out at them, hurriedly crossing one arm over her chest and a hand over her pussy, just a little too late to stop them all seeing.

Killer Frost raised an eyebrow.

"Impressive," she said. It wasn't entirely obvious if she was being sarcastic.

"Has its perks," Erin said.