Ruby meets the companions

"Oh, my, what do we have here?"

A curly-haired brunette was gazing deeply into her eyes, and stood far too close for Ruby's liking.

"I-I'm Ruby," the naked girl stuttered. "Please can you stop looking at me?"

But rather than doing as she was asked, the stranger placed her hand on Ruby's bare stomach...and began to move up.

"No! Stop, get off!"

Undeterred by her flailing, the other woman pushed aside Ruby's arms, and placed a hand on her right breast. The teenager froze.

"You...err...you're touching my boob," she said unnecessarily, as her face glowed.

"You don't like it?" the other woman asked, tilting her head and studying the flustered girl.

"Umm...no, I-"

"Nyssa! What are you doing?" Ruby heard an Australian accent say.

"I hope you're not jealous, Tegan," Nyssa remarked.

"Who is this?" Tegan asked, joining her companion in staring at the naked girl.

"Ruby Sunday, now please can you stop-" Ruby blurted out.

"Extraordinary," Nyssa commented, gently massaging Ruby's breast. "I think we should-"

Whatever Nyssa had been about to suggest, Ruby never heard it, as she dematerialised again. When her bare feet next touched down in the time machine, the blonde girl could still feel Nyssa's palm on her breast.

"I wish I had an ass like that!" an American drawl announced. Ruby's eyes immediately found the large pair of breasts housed within a bikini; she quickly looked away, blushing, but the American had no desire to tear her gaze away. "You some kinda nudist?"

"No!" Ruby wailed; why did everyone think she was naked by choice?! "Please, can you get me some clothes?"

But the teenager was off again.

xxx

The worst thing (well, second-worst after the constant nudity) about the whole ordeal was that there was no consistency between how long Ruby would stay in one place before dematerialising. She barely had time to exchange pleasantries with a blonde girl called Rose, but spent an uncomfortably long time talking to a black girl called Martha, who asked her all sorts of personal questions; not even the appearance of the Doctor distracted her sufficiently to end the conversation! But Ruby's humiliation reached new levels when she appeared in a TARDIS FULL of people. While some of them she had seen before, others were strangers, and one in particular caught her eye.

"Captain Jack Harkness, and who are you?"

A man wearing a trench coat sauntered over to her, holding out a hand and winking cheekily. Despite the embarrassment of her situation, Ruby discovered that her heart rate had increased, and her breathing had become shallow.

"Ruby Sunday," she smiled, willingly dropping her hand to shake Jack's, exposing her chest.

"Hey, Doctor, you never told me that you kept naked chicks around here! Where have you been hiding the delicious Miss Sunday all this time?"

"Not now, Jack!" the Doctor responded.

"Could I have something to wear?" Ruby asked, eyes on the American's trench coat.

"Sorry, Ruby, but a body like that shouldn't be wearing clothes," he winked, playfully squeezing a breast. "Your birthday suit is the only outfit you need."

After laying a slap onto Ruby's bare buttocks, Jack returned to his post at the TARDIS console, leaving the naked girl feeling hot and flustered.

xxx

The next time Ruby materialised, she saw the Doctor busy at the console, this time wearing a bow tie and a fez. He hadn't yet noticed her, and Ruby hoped that she would disappear again before he did; none of his iterations seemed to understand why she was so embarrassed about being naked.

"Err...Doctor?"

A Scottish accent made Ruby jump. She twisted around her torso to see a pale girl with long ginger hair walking up to her, wearing a tartan shirt and a small denim skirt.

"What is it, Pond?"

"Since when have we had a naked girl in the TARDIS?"

"What? Oh, that's Ruby," the Doctor said, looking up and dismissively waving away his companion's concerns. "Don't mind her, she'll be gone soon."

"Please can I have some clothes?" Ruby squeaked for the umpteenth time, her face as red as the other girl's hair.

"Doctor, look at her, she's freezing!"

"Trust me, Amy, she'll be fine. She pops in and out, there's no need to worry about her."

Ignoring him, Amy plucked a blanket from the back of one of the seats, and draped it around Ruby's shoulders.

"Nice tits," the Scot winked glancing down at the blonde girl's barely-concealed cleavage. "Do you want to come and sit down?"

"I, err...can't move," the teenager explained, gloomy, indicating that she was unable to pick up her bare feet. After so long being starkers in the cold time machine, Ruby gripped the sides of the blanket gratefully. Thank goodness there was finally someone who took pity on her!

Ruby nearly cried with joy when Amy returned a few minutes later with clothes.

"None of my bras will fit your boobs, but you can borrow my shirt."

Wishing that her saviour wouldn't talk so casually about someone else's body, Ruby was **** to momentarily bare her breasts as she wriggled into the t-shirt. The garment felt tight across her chest, and after such a long time being nude, it felt odd to be wearing clothes again, but Ruby wasn't about to complain. As she was unable to lift her feet, the best she was able to do for her lower half was wrap the blanket around her waist.

"So, what's it like going commando?" Amy giggled, as the blonde girl tried to stop the cool air blowing against her lower lips. "Cute feet as well."

Now that she was clothed again, Ruby started to relax, but just as her face returned to a normal hue, the TARDIS began to dematerialise. And to her frustration, she felt the clothes disappearing off her body as well.

xxx

This time, the TARDIS was empty, the silence only broken by the low hum of the time machine itself.

The now naked Ruby Sunday rubbed her sides and shivered.

"Hello?" she called out. "Is anyone there?"

She didn't WANT anyone to see her, but perhaps the current occupants would take pity on her, just like Amy had done.

Despite being on her feet all day, Ruby did not feel tired, and she suspected the TARDIS was keeping her awake so that she couldn't escape into unconsciousness. But as the hours ticked by, her stomach did begin to rumble, and the pressure being exerted on her bladder was gradually increasing.

"Has my birthday come early?"

A female voice cut through the silence, and Ruby heard soft footsteps approaching.

"If she's going to give me presents like this, maybe I should go for late night walks more often!"

"H-hi," Ruby mumbled, as the brunette approached her. "I-I'm Ruby Sunday."

"Hello, Ruby Sunday. I'm Clara Oswald."

"P-please can you find me something to wear?"

Clara was wearing a skimpy pair of pajamas and fluffy slippers, and standing uncomfortably close to the teenager.

"Now why do you think I'd want to cover any of you up?" Clara grinned. "It's only right that a body this cute stays naked."

Ruby opened her mouth to protest, but Clara placed a finger on her lips.

"Hush now. You and I are going to have a little fun together."