Unlikely help

"Down on your knees!" one of the armoured team shouted, "Hands behind your head!"

"I'd... really rather not!" Jean replied, keeping her hands where they were to cover her most intimate areas. The people pointing the guns at her were wearing logos of the DMC, the organisation that locked up dangerous mutants. Jean realised that someone must have called them after seeing her fighting the new mutant girl.

"Last warning!" The lead figure shouted, cocking his rifle for emphasis.

Jean gulped. She was facing the possibility of being dragged off to prison naked. Although at least they would probably give her a jumpsuit to wear.

She looked around, there were way too many guns pointed at her. She really hoped if she cooperated she could convince them that she was one of the good guys. Slowly, Jean kneeled down on the pavement. Then, feeling another blush rising in her face, she took her hands from their positions covering her body, and placed them behind her head.

Her perky breasts hung bared to the people surrounding her, pink nipples stood out straight. Below them, her taut stomach led down to her triangle of ginger hair. She was completely exposed, no way she could hide her naked body from everyone's eyes.

"Oh, no..." Jean murmured to herself, "Oh, please let this end..."

There was a sudden violent explosion, throwing the nearest DMC soldiers into the air. Towards the end of the group the explosion had dissipated enough not to throw a soldier, but it did blow their clothes off, revealing it to be an attractive woman in her twenties dressed in white lacy underwear. As she squealed and tried to cover her exposure, a second explosion dealt with the group behind Jean.

She looked around, surprised. No one was pointing guns at her any more so she lowered her hands back to their positions hiding her nudity as she slowly got to her feet.

"Come on, we haven't got all day!" The mutant girl she had been chasing was stood on the ramp of the X-jet, "Or shall we just leave you there?"

"You!" Jean exclaimed as she approached the plane.

"Yeah, I convinced her to join us." Jubilee appeared on the ramp next to the girl, smiling. "She's our newest X-Men recruit."

"Really?"

"Yeah," the girl said, "rather that than have you end up stripping me naked as well. But I get to choose my own code name."

"Yeah, sure." Jean said as she boarded the plane, hoping to find a spare uniform but feeling quite certain there were none on board.

"I've got a few ideas." The girl said, "I'm leaning towards Negasonic Teenage Warhead."