To the Zola Tube

Natasha heard the rumbling explosion, and decided she had to move quickly. She reached for the next box along, hoping for clothes, but as she reached, the box seemed to retreat from her hand. She realised what was going on just as, with a great crash, the entire wall of the storage building fell away and landed on the ground, revealing Natasha's naked body as if she were being presented on stage.

Soldiers were dashing about outside, but a few of them got distracted by the attractive nude redhead who had just appeared. Natasha scrambled to cover herself, but could see now the source of the explosion that had damaged the building; the next hut was missing two walls and the ceiling, apparently having been pulled apart by a spinning vortex of light. Natasha moved closer, to see Peggy inside, shouting at some scientists operating a large control panel.

"Shut it down!" she was crying to them, but they gestured and replied something Natasha could not hear over a whirling like a strong wind.

As she watched, Peggy's uniform started to billow, pulled towards the vortex. Then with a loud ripping noise, easily audible even over the background sound, the clothes were torn from her body, first the skirt and jacket, then blouse and tie, and finally her underwear, leaving the curvy british agent standing in the room as nude as Natasha was.

Peggy squealed, trying to cover her body, and Natasha took the opportunity to come over. Peggy, seeing her, assumed that she was another agent whose clothes had met the same fate.

"What's going on?" Natasha asked.

"It's the Zola Tube!" Peggy replied, one hand over her crotch and the other arm over her large breasts, "It was designed for a person to use, and apparently the maths was very specific, and it becomes unstable without someone in there!"

"And what would happen to the person?"

"They'd be thrown through time!"

"In which direction?"

"Hopefully the future. 70% sure, anyway. But we can't ask anyone from the base to go in there and leave everything behind!"

"No problem, I've got this."

Natasha stepped over to the vortex, her red hair being whipped around her head. She took a deep breath, then leapt inside.

The vortex flashed bright white, then the light folded around Natasha's body and blinked out, leaving a large metal tube adorned with circuitry and transistors, clanging with the sound of cooling metal.

"All levels returning to normal, ma'am." one of the scientists from the control panel reported.

"Good, good." Peggy gasped,"But who the hell was that woman who jumped in?" Peggy awkwardly turned to the petite dark-haired woman, trying to keep her arms strategically placed on her front, and not present her completely uncovered rear to the scientists, "Marie, be a darling and see if you can find me a new uniform, would you?"

Natasha woke up on grass again, face down this time, sun warming her upturned backside. She raised herself up and looked around again.

"Still doesn't look like the present day. Where am I now?"