The fantastic five

"I'm closing in on him!" Gwen Cooper shouted down her comm link as she chased the fugitive through the streets of Cardiff. With Tosh providing intel from the Torchwood Hub, the team had managed to corner the fugitive. He didn't know what he'd taken, and alien tech was dangerous in the wrong hands!

Gwen stretcjed out her hand to grab him-

And stumbled as a bright white light blinded her. Gwen came to a halt as she shielded her eyes. She was perspiring and breathing heavily from her run, but an involuntary shiver took hold of her body all the same.

The Welsh girl paused, confused. The sensation of her socks over her feet had disappeared. I'm fact the feeling and weight of all of her clothes had vanished. Gwen looked down at herself and shrieked in surprise.

She was naked! Her large, pale breasts were heaving, dark hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, bare feet twitching as they adjusted to the shock of the cold floor.

"What the hell?!" Gwen cried, casting about for her clothes. It was only then that she noticed the naked women watching her. Blushing, the Welsh girl quickly threw her arms across her chest, smiling weakly at them. "Oh, err...hi. Sorry to intrude. Have you seen any clothes lying about, I've just lost mine?"

The ginger girl shook her head sadly and approached. Gwen instinctively backed away, but found herself pressed against the wall.

"Jack!" she called out in her Cardiff accent, "Jack, what's going on? If this is one of your weird fantasies, I really don't want to be a part of it!"

"Jack? Are you talking about Jack Harkness?" a young blonde girl had joined them, covering herself and awkwardly avoiding eye contact.

"Yes? Do you know him?" Gwen asked.

"Yeah, I used to travel with him...with the Doctor..." she looked on the verge of tears.

"Well next time you see him, tell him that he needs to ask before dragging people into his lesbian fantasies."

Trying to calm the angry and freaked out Welsh girl, Amy began to explain what was going on...

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Martha was woken up by unfamiliar voices. She lay still with her eyes closed, hoping that she could still feign sleep.

"So you're saying that we're stuck here?" a thick Welsh accent was saying.

Martha squinted, her vision impaired by the bright lights. She could see three pairs of bare feet stood close by; raising her head slightly, she was alarmed to see that they belonged to three completely naked women.

But what was that in the corner of her eye? A bare shoulder...her bare shoulder! Martha forgot her ruse as she realised that her was entirely naked; there wasn't a single scrap of clothing on her body!

Martha scooted up onto her arse and hugged her knees close to her chest.

"Doctor!" she called out, not that she wanted him to see her like this. "Who are you? What have you done with my clothes?" Martha demanded as the trio of naked women looked down at her.

"Do you really think we'd all be naked if we had clothes to wear?!" the Welsh girl replied angrily. "You're stuck here naked like the rest of us."

Refusing to believe what she was hearing, Martha leapt to her feet and looked desperately around the room, her dark hair flying left and right as she spun in a circle.

Someone caught her by the shoulders and **** her against the wall. It was the ginger girl. The two naked women were pressed far to close together for Martha's liking; she could feel the other woman's breasts brushing her own and could make out every freckle on her pale face.

"I know you're scared and embarrassed and don't know what's going on. We're all in the same boat. There's no way out."

"But I'm fucking naked!" Martha wailed, unable to escape the ginger's grasp. "I can't go round like this, I need something to wear!"

"Trust me, none of us want to be like this," the other girl said, brushing a stray lock of hair behind Martha's ear.

Martha's had never had gay thoughts, but the sudden urge to kiss this nude woman suddenly came over her. She pulled the ginger close to her and pressed their lips together. The ginger girl's eyes widened in surprise and she tried to pull away, but Martha only held her for a moment before releasing her.

"S-sorry about that," Martha blushed, her chest heaving and heart racing. "I don't know why I did that."

Amy's eyes scanned over the black girl's partially hidden breasts. Amy had never looked at women that way before, but her first lesbian experience had scrambled all rational thought. This new girl was insanely hot, but looking around at the watching audience Amy realised that she wasn't the only one. It seemed that the Doctor had a knack of picking up beautiful women.

Amy bit her lip and tried to control her breathing. Now was not the right time to dip her toes in the lesbian waters.

But once she reunited with the Doctor, Amy was sure that she could convince him to take her to meet the other girls again.

Forget paradoxes and crossed time streams, there were more important things at stake!