There's more than one set of Charmed Ones. Crossover time!

“Ok. Tell me if this is crazy,” Mel said. “But I rewrote time. What if we use something like that? We have the Power of Three, then we go to a different timeline where there we are with the Power of Three too. Both together, surely that’d be enough?”

“You want to start experimenting with jumping realities like this?!” Maggie yelped.

“You want to live like this?” Mel shot back.

Maggie faltered.

“…Possible,” Jada said. “I think. Though finding a world with the Power of Three different enough to your own to be used in conjunction, that won’t be easy.”

“It’s a start,” Mel said. She removed her hands from the book. “Show us a spell to find a place where we can get enough power to undo this hex!”

At her command, the pages of the book started flicking themselves.

As far as Piper Halliwell was concerned, today was an ordinary day. She was washing up after practising a recipe for her work, humming to herself as she worked by the sink, standing just in front of a window.

Then something changed. She didn’t notice immediately, focused on washing up, right up until-

Huh. For a moment it felt like she was barefoot; Piper looked down curiously, wondering why her feet now seemed to be on the kitchen floor, only to find it was rather more than just them that were bare.

Piper squealed, and for a moment was stuck between looking ahead at the window, and looking down at her inexplicably naked body, as if in a loop.

This was impossible right? Well, not impossible, she was a witch, pretty much nothing was impossible, but… naked?!

She quickly pressed her arms to her chest, reddening. Then sidestepped so that she wasn’t in full view of the window.

What the hell was going on?!

Phoebe was at work when she felt the change. Sat at her desk, writing, and then suddenly the breeze felt rather cooler. She frowned.

Then caught sight of a rather obvious expanse of skin in her peripheral vision. She faltered dumbly for a moment; it took solid seconds for her mind to connect a dot. Why could she see boobs? Huh, and they were her boobs. Right where her top should be. And-

Oh my god she was naked at her desk! Her door was wide open! Phoebe wailed, and scrabbled to fall out of her chair, hiding under her desk.

What was happening? She took a deep, shaky breath-

“Phoebe? Everything ok?”

And yelped at the sound of one of her colleagues. She swallowed.

“Y-yeah, fine,” she said. “Don’t come in! Just dropped a pen.”

She really hoped they’d go away. Awkwardly she curled over, pressing her chest to her thighs to peer out the crack at the very bottom of the desk; she could see feet by the doorway, and breathed a sigh of relief as they left.

Which only solved part of the problem. Did not help the naked-at-work problem.

“Paige!” Phoebe stage-whispered.

There was a flash of light as her half-whitelighter half-sister appeared in her office. Phoebe could only see her lower half, but it was enough of her lower half to very much realise that Paige was in exactly the same boat she was.

Long, pale legs in Phoebe’s office, topped with a bare cunt that she didn’t seem to realise was so obvious.

“Phoebe? Where are- oh my god my clothes!”

There was a flash of white again. Phoebe suppressed a whimper.

“Paige!” she whispered again, impatiently.

It was a little while before Paige returned. Now she was holding her slender arms in front of her nude body, one over her tits and the other hiding the cunt Phoebe had already seen. She was shaking slightly.

Nervously, Phoebe poked her head out from under her desk, flushed. A bright red Paige suddenly looked down, and squeaked.

“Lift home?” Phoebe said.

“D-definitely,” Paige said. “What’s happened? I tried, I couldn’t get dressed, I don’t know what’s…”

“You couldn’t what?!” Phoebe said.

Her eyes widened, already standing up. She almost forgot that she was exposing herself to the room and doorway at that new tidbit; whatever was happening had not only made them naked but… made them stuck like this?

Phoebe swallowed.

“Hey, Phoebe, are-”

Another colleague walked past the doorway. Phoebe and Paige yelped in unison, Paige darting to keep behind Phoebe’s body as, too late, Phoebe tried to use her arms to cover up.

“G-go away!” Phoebe squeaked.

They couldn’t orb when someone could see them! They were meant to keep the existence of magic quiet. Phoebe whimpered, turning so he couldn’t see her ass any more, and praying her arms gave her some semblance of modesty.

She didn’t look down; she really didn’t want to know how wrong she was.

“Uh… uh… why are you two… why is she…” the co-worker stammered, unblinking.

They needed him to go away! Phoebe whimpered; and then suddenly felt Paige use her arms to turn her around, lean in, and kiss her.

Phoebe’s eyes widened. She was too busy being frozen with utter shock to react to when Paige eventually broke it off.

“Privacy!” Paige said.

The coworker’s eyes widened, and he quickly left, letting Paige grab her sister properly that time and focus, orbing them both out of there, both aware of the uncomfortably intimate sensation of their naked bodies pressed together.

“You didn’t have to ‘mister she’s my sister’ me!”

“It was all I could think of! It worked didn’t it?”

“I’m sure a hundred other things would’ve worked without everyone at work thinking about us-”

“I panicked!”

A new voice, Piper’s now high-pitched, interjected.

“As much as I really, really do not want to know what you’re talking about, can be focus on the problem here?! Something’s taken our clothes, anything we put on becomes invisible, and what on earth are we meant to do about it?!”

While the Halliwells argued, five naked women were crouched in the garden outside, the window opened a crack by Macy’s power so they could listen in.

“Huh. They’re hot,” Mel said.

“Mm-hmm,” Niko and Jada said in unison.

“Priorities!” Macy snapped. “What happened to them? Why are they naked too?!”

A passer-by on the street slowed, suddenly spotting fives asses lined up in a row as the women crouched, looking and listening in to the Halliwell household.

Maggie yelped; they all looked back.

“Mel!” Macy said.

“I don’t know if I can freeze things-”

“Try!” Maggie yelped.

Biting her lip, Mel moved her arm off of her tits to reach out with the gesture she normally relied on. And…

Frozen. She breathed a sigh of relief, cheeks warming. Ok, he was frozen staring at them, but frozen nonetheless. No one else should be coming past for the time being.

That let them focus on… She turned her attention back to the window, the three other nude Charmed Ones pacing inside the house, all blushing and all evidently really wanting to get back to being dressed.

“I think…” Jada said slowly. “If the Power of Three connects you, then maybe that… you’re the same people, karmically speaking. So, if the three of you are bound to always look naked, then that trumps any lack of an appearance spell on their part so as soon as you got here…”

“As soon as we got here, we made them naked too?!” Macy said.

“Has its advantages,” Mel said, biting her lip as she peered over the windowframe again.

Macy reached out and pulled her head down by her hair, getting her out of view.

“When you’re finished deciding which of the other versions of us you want to bang-” Macy began.

“Wait, we can do that?” Niko said. “I pick-”

“Niko!” Macy said.

“Three of us,” Jada said. She gestured to herself, Niko, and Mel. “Three of them. Works out, if you want to go open for a bit Mel?”

“If there was ever a reason for an exception-” Mel began.

“You three!” Macy interrupted, loudly.

She faltered, cheeks warming, and suddenly all of them were silent, afraid they’d been overheard. Even if the world was paused, the other Charmed Ones weren’t.

She took a deep breath, and continued in a frantic whisper, just in case the others came closer.

“How are we meant to ask for their help when we look like this, they look like this, and we made them like that?!”