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Chapter 10 by Tyff Tyff

Anything happen while she is naked?

She learns about her powers

She collected her shirt, skirt and shoes to at least hide them behind her desk should someone need to come in. Dana noticed her top button of her shirt must have shot off in her haste. The naked got onto her hands and knees and searched around for the lost button to see it had shot under the sofa. She went to reach for it and couldn’t quite get there and tried to move the couch a bit. She was able to move it and grab the button but what she didn’t realize is that the sofa was being lifted so casually like it weighed nothing. It took Dana to realize she was holding her oak-framed sofa that took four movers to bring in while she is holding it effortlessly. “Oh shit…it wasn’t a dream! I really did stop bullets and cars…but what changed between last night and now?” She gently set down the couch like a napkin and pondered why she suddenly had powers.

She thought, “Ok last night I was drunk…got naked in the park…meteor crashed and weird light hit me…weird people tried to apprehend me…I ran away and stopped a robbery…somehow made it home…The connection must be nudity since only after stripping down did I suddenly have the Herculean strength again.” She chuckled and said out loud, “So I’m a nude superhero now? What do I even call myself? The naked avenger? The nude widow?” I jokingly came up with several more naked puns for names but remembered the lady I helped. “Wait what did I tell that lady last night? I think I said Eve like the naked woman from the Garden of Eden. Let’s add a Lady to the front to be called Lady Eve. Sounds much more official now.” Dana was proud to now have her hero identity figured out but she needed to get to work as Dana. She returned to her seat and began to type faster than ever before and fill out the paperwork in record time. “Holy shit! I am the flash of paperwork and typing now. I should be done in no time with this…”

Knock, knock, knock.

(Oh shit! I gotta get my clothes back on.)

“Who…who is it?” Dana called out while trying to slide on her shirt and button it up.

Who is at the door?

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