She earns her freedom with a little magic

Step one for the Legends was get back to the Waverider. If only Erin hadn't insisted on parking an unnecessarily long distance away.

A little friendship compelled Zari, Sara, Ava and the latest addition Nora to stay close; after all, they couldn't leave their friend alone. Erin took her time walking while the others squirmed, sometimes whimpering, sometimes yelping if any other locals got too close.

Nora, however, she kept by her side. The nude witch kept an arm over her chest and a hand over her crotch, eyes wide and shaking a little; apparently she hadn't expected to end up naked. Who'd have guessed?

"Pretty sure they want to lock you up," Erin said. "You dangerous?"

"I-I'm powerful," Nora said. "And I... helped something bad."

She was still shaking; she yelped as Erin made her drop her arms again with a little 'never.'

"Magic, right?" Erin said. "How about we go for community service rather than imprisonment?"

Erin had to admit, this was more tiring than she'd expected. Being on the Waverider surrounded by Sara, Ava, Zari, Amaya, Kendra, Mona and now Nora... that she liked. Continually needing to use her powers if she was out of her room, or out of the ship, though was a bit exhausting.

A little dark magic could only improve things.

"If it lets me get dressed!" Nora said, voice high.

"We'll see," Erin lied.

"No fair!" Sara said.

The blonde had taken to talking behind Erin and Nora, apparently content with the full frontal view she'd gotten in the tent and now seeing what else the Darhk had to offer. Apparently she was enjoying it.

Judging by her murmured discussion with Ava, she seemed to be slowly, very slowly, coaxing the Bureau Director to her way of thinking, even if Ava was less prone to forget her own exposure.

Nora swallowed.

"What do you want?" Nora said.

"What kind of spell would it take to, ooh, make sure certain rather lovely people won't be getting dressed again?" Erin said.

Zari whimpered, listening in. Nora hesitated, contemplative.

"There... might be a potion," Nora said. "With a little tweaking, if I had the ingredients."

"Name it, and you've got it," Erin said.

Water imbued with a sufficient magical ****; there were probably plenty such examples out there. The only one they knew of without research, and the one Erin had insisted on though, was in Zambesi. Proximity to the totembearer's line ensured it would be a valid base of the potion. Amaya whimpered. She couldn't let her people see her like this! But she still knew she needed to get the water. Her friend needed it for... something, and she didn't question her friend.

It had to be the river that went through her village. She fiddled with her totem for a moment, summoning the stealth of a panther to walk as silently as she could, before again crossing her arm over her chest.

She kept close behind a hut, cheeks warming at the sound of voices. She took a deep breath; this was close enough to her time that she'd definitely be recognised.

She circled around, back to the outside wall of the hut, before spotting the river. Nervously, Amaya stuck her head out, hastily drawing back with an in-drawn breath as she saw more people by the water.

Of course they were there. And it was broad daylight, no way she could have been dropped off at night...

Gripping her totem again, flushing as dark nipples hardened in the cool air, she summoned what speed she could and sprinted to the water, scooping up a cup before leaping the river and sprinting into the plains, praying no one could recognise her from her ass.

A lot of ingredients were picked on who was best suited to get them. They'd drawn straws for the rest; Sara had been dropped off in a secluded forest and told to find a specific fruit. Which meant being stark naked and climbing trees and hoping one of them had what she was looking for. Not how she'd planned to use her League training.

Cheeks warm, she walked to the next; a wide, bare, smooth trunk. She gripped it then, without any branches to gain purchase on, jumped and quickly wrapped her bare legs around it, holding as tight as she could to keep against it.

Then she used her arms, years of training giving her enough strength to hold onto the trunk with her arms and shimmy up a little bit more, tits pressed to the smooth wood. And a little more, and a little more...

The breeze brushed past places that brought a flush to even Sara's cheeks as she kept her legs wide open, needing to get higher. She bit her lip, grateful to finally make it to the top.

She took a deep breath, then glanced at what was growing.

The wrong fruit. Fuck. Sara groaned, sliding slowly down the tree and walking to the next, not even bothering to cover up. It'd be up one of these, she knew that. Just time to try again...

Somehow she had the feeling Erin was going to pop back when she was climbing the right tree. Just the thought of someone seeing her from below made her flush.

Blood from someone who had the desired trait, in this case never having worn clothes. The Waverider gave a convenient workaround at least; Zari nervously peered over the ridge to a tribe of early humans, long before the invention of clothing. At least she fitted in. She whimpered.

She sat up a little more, trying to get a better view of her surroundings. She just needed to get one alone, then...

One turned towards her. She yelped, ducking lower to hide her chest. He started lumbering towards her.

Fuck, well, she'd gotten what she wanted even if it had involved exposing herself. At least it would be over; whimpering slightly, Zari shuffled back, sliding down the hill.

She crossed her arms over her chest, cheeks burning as the proto-human looked down at her nude form. Hastily she lashed out with her totem, a gust of wind making him stumble to the side and fall over, grunting before falling ****.

Ok, good; she scrambled over, using a syringe to extract a couple of drops, waiting on her hands and knees. Ok, and...

Language-less grunts suddenly started echoing, reacting to the sound of his protests. Zari's eyes went wide; this was a bad time for the usual Legends luck to kick in!

Once she was sure she'd gotten the blood, Zari stumbled to her feet just in time for a dozen or so proto-human men and women to lumber into view at the top of the hill. She yelped, clutching her arms to her front and stumbling backwards. Then, as they approached, she took a deep breath and thrust her hands forwards.

A wind knocked them back, catching them by surprise. Taking advantage, Zari turned around and ran as fast as she could, mortified at showing off her ass to the tribe, let alone what they'd glimpsed of the rest of her.

Kendra's cheeks burned. Water from a cloud was apparently part of the potion Erin wanted, which left her the best suited to get it. She whirled through the air, using her arms for balance and beating her wings to fly, utterly void of any other clothing. She really hoped no one was looking up.

She dove down, spiralling through the first cloud, a small vial in hand. The moisture condensed inside it, and on her skin; barely a drop in the vial.

She whimpered, embarrassed, and circled again, beating her wings to keep aloft, too busy collecting water and keeping in control to be able to cover up the rest of her.

(Far below, an amateur birdwatcher got the surprise of his life).

Petal from a rare flower... Mona nervously wandered down the riverside, trying to cover up with her hands, squeaking slightly. Then her eyes caught on it.

"Oh!" she said, breathless. That was easy, now she could quickly go and get back on board. She turned around and hurried back, cheeks burning. And...

And it was gone. Mona squeaked; ok, she knew it was putting everyone on their assigned missions, but it was a time machine. Surely it should be back immediately? Mona squealed, and risked a wave with one hand, tits momentarily sneaking into view.

"Hey! Uh, hello? I've got it! Anyone?"

The sky stayed empty. Squeaking, Mona hastily drew her arm back down and crossed it over her chest again. She stood, still nude, awkwardly.

Oh god! She hoped no one else had heard that. Hurriedly she stumbled back to a rock, cheeks burning, hurriedly sitting down and pulling her knees up to her chest, biting her lip at the feel of her ass against the damp ground.

It was the better part of an hour before the nude Mona finally heard the Waverider's engines.

Ava couldn't believe she was doing this. All the rarer ingredients were being searched out, leaving her to pick up the base. Which meant dropping her off in one of Constantine's old haunts, located via a quick phone call, and giving her a wallet, a shopping list, and an empty carrier bag she clutched to her chest. Oh god. Taking a deep breath, she hurried down the cobbles and darted into the magic shop, cheeks burning as the bell signalled the door opening.

A woman peered over the counter, raising her eyebrows at the sight of Ava. the Director of the Time Bureau stood there, flushed, with nothing protecting her modesty except the semi-transparent plastic bag that she didn't seem to realise didn't go low enough to hide her pussy.

"U-um, hi," Ava said, voice high. "I'm looking for some ingredients."

"...Is that all you're looking for?" the woman said.

Ava flushed. God, she really wanted to ask for clothes, but this wasn't the place and even if it was she had the feeling more humiliation awaited her if she tried to cover herself despite Erin's wishes.

"Y-yes," Ava said, voice shaking. She stumbled closer to the counter, handing the list over with one hand while keeping the bag to her chest with the other. "Do you have those?"

"Give me a second," the woman said.

Despite years of training to be stoic, Ava shrieked when the bell rang again as someone else walked into the shop, greeted by the sight of the Director's behind.

The nude Legends gathered in the lab. Nora crouched behind her cauldron, adding everything that had been gathered to the pot. She was beet-red, left arm over her chest with her palm covering one of her boobs, while she used her right to work the spell and kept low enough to hope the cauldron hid her lower half.

In front of her, the Legends wiated in various states of mortification, even Sara red-faced enough that she wasn't yet fully appreciating the view.

Erin waited by Nora, until eventually there was a puff of smoke. Nora shifted, moving back and crossing both arms.

"It's done," Nora said. "A dot of this on someone's forehead and then the middle of their chest, will stop them ever getting dressed. Now can I-"

"Nuh-uh," Erin said. "You first."

"What?!" Nora yelped. "You said if I helped I could-"

"Yeah, but where would the fun in that be?" Erin said. "You look so much better naked, trust me. Plus you'll fit in perfectly."

Erin beamed; Nora's eyes widened, but before she could take a step back Erin focused and sent some 'never' towards her. The last thing Nora wanted to do at that particularly moment was move closer, dip her hand into the potion-paste, and press two small dots onto her forehead and the base of her ribs, just under her tits.

So, naturally, she did so, and whimpered the moment it was done; a flicker of energy washed over her.

"Great!" Erin said. "While you're there, go touch up the rest?"

Nora blushed furiously. The fact she wouldn't be getting dressed ever again didn't seem to have quite hit her, at least not fully, especially with Erin still influencing her with a bit of friendship and never.

She first walked up to Sara, the blonde briefly distracted by the uncovered Darhk reaching closer. Before Sara could react, it was done; Ava's eyes widened but the same was swiftly done to her.

Erin did need to focus a bit to keep them from fleeing to hopefully preserve their modesty, but it was worth it.

Zari's eyes widened as Nora marked her, followed by Amaya, then Kendra, then Mona who managed to stumble back but was still subject to the spell, whimpering.

Erin beamed. Now this potion was a good one, if it worked, and under 'friendship' Nora wouldn't lie to her so she felt confident it was. Beaming at her permanently naked team, Erin opened her mouth to speak-

"Captain Foster," Gideon chimed in.

"Yep?" Erin said, turning around. She tilted her head at the blue face that had appeared on the screen. "You know, we've got to work towards getting you a proper avatar. Decent animation's got to be within the purview of future tech."

The screen flickered. The simplified head outline was replaced with a much more realistic looking woman, slightly wavy dark brown hair down to her shoulders, and a knowing smile that did fit the AI. Her black dress contrasted well with her pale skin.

Erin tilted her head. Figured they'd hide someone that cute behind a pointless simulation.

"Is this sufficient, Captain Foster?" Gideon said.

"Lose the dress," Erin said. "Then it will be."

There was another flicker, lingering a moment more. Huh, hesitating? She doubted the AI would have genuine embarrassment programmed in, but she couldn't help but smirk at the idea of whatever equivalent Gideon would be feeling.

After a moment the human-Gideon's form was displayed in all her nude glory, albeit only her top half visible on the screen.

"I knew she was hot," Sara muttered behind Erin.

Erin smirked. The former captain had a point.

"You were going to say something?" Erin said.

"Anomalies have been detected in the timestream," Gideon said. "I... this feels very unusual."

"Nice though," Erin said. "Anomalies. That's the Legends' normal thing, right?"

"Changes in the timeline," Gideon said. "The worship of a wind goddess in early civilisation, and a rumoured type of bird in the late 20th, early 21st centuries taking on a new life, among others."

The nude AI flickered out of being to display two images. One was a cave painting of a woman levitating on gusts of wind, who... huh. Dark hair, and intricately detailed body, bronze nipples painted on the stone, as well as the curve of her boobs, and-

Behind her, Zari yelped suddenly.

"Good likeness," Erin said.

And the next image was... grainier, evidently taken through a telescope. It was a figure that definitely had bird-like wings, but between those wings was a familiar dark-skinned figure, this shot taken from behind to bare a toned pair of cheeks.

Kendra whimpered.

"Both images amassed a great deal of study," Gideon said. "The painting did not suit the norms of the era, and the bird was unlike any theoretical species, images were spread around and discussed on a massive scale, the impact was huge. Should I plot a course?"

"Uh, first, switch back to you," Erin said.

The screen flickered again. Wait, was the AI embarrassed? She wasn't acting in the normal way if so, but then she wasn't exactly human. She just seemed to want to avoid showing this particular avatar for too long.

"So, what are our options?" Erin said.

"Let the Bureau handle it," Ava said, rather quickly. "We- we don't need to leave the Waverider for it."

"Or we could solve it first and not let the Bureau even see those photos!" Zari yelped.