A stunning goth

John stared slack jawed at Wendy. She was incredibly pale, with gently waving black hair down her shoulders. Her bright blue eyes had dramatic eyeshadow and he lips a blood red. She had a magnificent pair of breasts being presented by a black leather corset. Her delicate taloned hands are adorned with fishnets, and looking down her lithe body John sees that she is wearing an incredibly short leather skirt, and knee high boots with lots of buckles. Wendy was always liked the goth look but had never pulled off more than just wearing lots of black. Now she is a picturesque gothic model.

"So I look good then? as good as you?" Wendy asks John coyly. Her gaze is almost predatory and focused on John's crotch.
"Uhh I dunno Wendy, your really fucking hot.... lemme check" John replies.

He unbuckles his seatbelt and begins to head to the washroom. He tries to hide his growing erection when he notices that EVERYONE on the flight got hot. More than hot, the nun and the priest are now wearing latex outfits, the guys in sweatpants now look like body builders in yoga pants. And the two women John noticed are now wearing very small jackets, and obviously nothing else.

John enters the washroom.