A Revealing Ride

Renee was too busy basking in the sun to take much notice of her leg twitching and toes curling.

Finally it was her turn on the Parasail. She got up one of her legs almost feeling asleep. She shook off the sensation happily jogging over to the station to get strapped in.

As the attendant went to put on her harness she got the sudden urge to flash him her chest. A thought she immediately dismissed. She realized too late one of her hands had climbed her torso and was beginning to lift her top. Slamming it down before nipple was shown the attendant saw a lot of underboob.

She blushed crimson as he began adjusting the straps fully a professional. He didn't notice a thing out of the ordinary as he worked on securing her safely. He'd seen hundreds of bikini clad girls in his work. Malfunctions happened and if you made people uncomfortible you got fired.

As he showed her where to grab and how to sit comfortably she couldn't help but notice how stiffling her bikini suddenly felt. Sure it was just the straps giving her a twinge of clostriphobia at being tied down. She once more shook off the feeling.

Soon it was time to take flight. As soon as she was up a voice rang clear as day through her head. A womans voice she didn't recognize

*You should have let me flash him* it said.

*Oh god, Michelle?* Her mind began racing. Fuck fuck fuck this was bad.

*Who else lives in your head hun expected me to sound the same after 10 years in solitary? You've been really rude keeping me muted back here. Very selfish use of our body* Michelle replied once more in thought. With a bemused edge to her voice.

*It's -my- body* Renee insisted. *Not ours, mine.*

*Agree to disagree* Michelle said with amusement in her voice this time.

Renee suddenly found herself struggling to move. She tried to kick her legs but couldn't her arms were locked onto the bar for support and she couldn't make them unclench. She struggled but felt like she was having a bought of sleep paralysis.

Suddenly her arms let go of the bar and ran through her own hair without her telling them too. She heard herself let out a loud "Woooooo!!!" As she leaned back.

*Remember what Doctor Woodrow said. I'm a defense mechanism to deal with your shame and axiety. Just gotta keep you embarrassed long enough to ditch your meds then we can talk.*

*Let's see how you like taking the back seat in "your" body, little miss prude*. Michelle thought with a smirk on Renee's face. *This isn't my body right? No reason to wear your bikini then. Why should I be shy?* Michelle continued

Renee could only panic silently. Screaming in her head for Michelle to stop as she felt her own hands lift her top up and off her body. The feeling was amazing as it was horrifying, as the wind whipped past her exposed c-cup chest the noen green top flying behind her, a flag bringing attention to her exposed breasts.

Dozens of people noticed, none were close enough to get a good look. But Renee saw them all. Hundreds of people on the beach and from her perspective all looking up at her. She'd never felt more exposed, more embarrassed.

Then she felt her hips shift. Michelle was actively untying her bikini bottoms now soon defeating the simple knots, the suit came off her ass and was caught before it flew away. Holding a piece in each hand she waved the suit around. More and more of the beach was turning their attention to the naked girl streaking the sky. Idle curiosity at the glider turning into lust and glee at spotting the naked girl attached to it.

Up in the air the argument continued.

*Please Michelle, I can't be naked in front of this many people I just can't* Renee pleaded.

*Ohh we'll be fine, you're such a prude. It's just a body* Michelle replied.

*But it's -my- body* Renee continued.

*Oh this is your body? Back to that huh* guess I wont be needing this then.* Michelle thought letting go of the bikini, it momentarily holding onto her hands from sheer wind resistance before fluttering away.

Renee felt the panic sink in and with it Michelle's hold on her body. She was stuck naked.