Ignore her

You turn back to Kirsten and May. You can hear her continuing behind you, intentionally raising her faux-innocent voice so you'd all hear. "Sir? When was the last time you got laid?" You roll your eyes.

Lauren does have a penchant for teasing guys, but she’s never gone as far as actively harassing someone.

Lauren in her short dress, making her way to the man.

"If we ignore her, she'll drop it." You turn to May. "I just think you can do better than Jon." You were going to elaborate but a scream interrupts you. You recognise Lauren's voice and spin around to see what was going on.

In the time since you turned away, she'd manage to undo his pants and slip her hand inside. You can see the outline of her hand squeezing his member through his pants.

You're confused. "What the fuck are you doing Lauren?"

She screeches back, "You think I want to do this?! I can't control -- he's controlling me!"

He replies quickly, "Controlling you?! I'm not doing this! Get off me, pervert! How old are you anyway?!" He tried to grab her wrist and wriggle free of her but her free hand fights his efforts. The passengers around them move away, rightly uncomfortable with what was happening near them.

"I can't!" She pulls her body away from him, stretching her arm as if her hand was glued to his crotch. "I --" She starts but notices her hand starting to jerk along his length. She gags melodramatically. "No! Please let me go."

"You," he pauses to grunt, "let me go! I'm going to call the cops!" His eyes lose focus visibly as she starts to pleasure him.

May and Kirsten are as speechless as you are. This was way too far for a prank. You start, "Lauren, you're going to get yourself arrested. Stop right now."

She turns to say something to you but something else catches her attention. She looks down and watches as her own body stands up of its own volition. She stands crookedly, one hand still working on his cock, now visible from his pants. "What is this? What is happening?!" She voices her inner monologue.

A few of the passengers now have their phone cameras pointed at her.

He's struggling to get her hand off of him while trying to cover his member from anyone's view. "How are you so strong?!"

She turns to face the man head-on and steps forward, dropping to kneel with a leg on either side of him. "What am I DOING?!" Her free hand reaches under the short skirt of her tight dress. At first, you can't make out what she's doing until she starts to lower herself onto his cock. Her hand was pulling her underwear aside.

He pulls a strange face as he slides his hips forwards on the seat. Almost like he wasn't in control of himself either.

She keeps screaming as she lowers herself slowly onto his jutting member. "No! NO! NO! Fuck! No!"