A Hot Summer Day

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It was just another summer noon when the days were filled with intense, unbearable heat at times, and it only got hotter. Kamala Khan is no stranger to the intense heat of summer, but this time, it was really unbearable. Plus, the fact that there was a sudden power outage in the area. Now, here she was feeling the heat building up inside her, so much she was fanning herself as she heard a knock on her door.

"Beta?"

"Yes, Ammi," Kamala looked up from her laptop, turning to face the door.

"I just called. There won't be any electricity till tomorrow," Muneeba broke the bad news as she walked into her daughter's room.

"What!?" Kamala groaned. "It's a freaking hot summer day."

"Nothing I can do about that, beta," Muneeba sighed. "Just try to relax?"

"Can't we go out or something? To someplace cool?" Kamala groaned as she rested her head on her arms.

"Well I would but your Abbu is at work with one of the cars, and the other car is still being repaired after you-"

"Right, I remember," Kamala groaned, not needing the reminder of how she crashed the car, again, a careless mistake.

"Just drink lots of water and relax, kay Beta?" Muneeba placed a full jug of water on Kamala's desk. "You don't want to have a heatstroke. You work on, whatever is that you are writing. I will be downstairs if you need me, alright?" Muneeba asked caringly.

"Alright, thanks, Ammi," Kamala mustered a small smile as her mother left the room before letting out a groan. The heat was really unbearable.

Kamala continued to work on her latest fanfic about Spider-Man, hoping that her imagination would be able to distract her from the intense heat, but it wasn't working. At this point, her clothes were drenched in sweat as they just kept coming despite how Kamala kept wiping her forehead. It was impossible to continue doing anything in the intense heat. Her clothes were definitely not helping matters, the brunette thought to herself as she chugged down more water.

"Wait, clothes," Kamala paused as she had an idea.

The girl quickly got up and pulled down her window blinds completely and locked her room door before she pulled her Avengers themed T-shirt over her head and tossed it aside on her bed, with just her white plain bra covering her top now. Next, Kamala slipped her pants off, and toss them onto where her clothes are, exposing more of her skin. The brunette was now just wearing her white cotton undergarments, pausing for a moment.

"Oh well, might as well go all out," Kamala shrugged as she unclipped her bra, tossing it onto the pile of clothes on her bed casually, revealing her A-cup breasts before pulling down her panties and revealing her roughly trimmed crotch.

As Kamala sat down on her chair, she felt a sense of freeness, that in a way felt fresh. It wasn't the first time Kamala got naked for sure, but all those times she was either in the shower or changing clothes, never has she got naked for the sake of just being naked. Regardless, it was definitely better than having heat trapped in her clothes earlier.

And just like that, Kamala spent the entire afternoon, in her room, writing fanfiction in her birthday suit. Even after dinner, after the sunset. The moment she walked into her room after having dinner and showering. She immediately locked her door, pulled the window blinds and stripped bare. It just felt like instinct at that point, and Kamala just felt like it.

This time after getting nude, the girl paused, feeling a little confused. "Why am I doing this now? It is not that hot anymore." The brunette thought to herself as she laid down on her bed, getting ready for an early night. It was clear that she really liked being naked. "Am I normal?" Kamala asked herself mentally pausing as she turned around a bit on her bed. "Oh well, was always unusual anyways," Kamala shrugged as she remembered all the things that happened to her quite recently. "Plus, this is rather comfortable. Oh well, a question for tomorrow then." Kamala thought to herself as she let herself drift off to sleep, naked in her bed.

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