In the aisle

Candace grunted in discomfort as she collided with the floor. She gingerly pushed herself back up to a sitting position, slowly regaining her senses. And that was when she realized that she was now sitting in the aisle of the plane! The sudden turbulence had sent her tumbling over the lap of the man in the aisle seat, and out into the empty corridor of the plane for all to see. Even as she glanced up, facing the back of the plane, Candace saw dozens of passengers staring back at her, most with looks of shock plastered on their faces.

As she unsteadily tried to stand back up, another wave of turbulence shook the plane and she crashed back down on her ass.

"Folks, we're experiencing some minor turbulence. Please remain seated with seat belts fastened," the captain spoke over the intercom.

Candace tried again to shakily get back to her feet, and this time she felt a pair of hands helping to pull her back up.

"Miss, what are you doing in the aisle?" Jenny, the flight attendant asked. "You need to get back in your seat immediately!"

"I..." Candace trailed off as she regained her footing.

She wanted to say she'd fallen into the aisle on accident. She wanted to ask if Jenny had found her a blanket to cover up with yet. She wanted to scream in humiliation at being completely naked on the crowded plane. But instead, she let herself be guided back towards her seat by Jenny's hands.

As she silently began scooching by the man in the aisle seat, Candace realized that Jenny had oriented her such that her front was facing the man. She gave a small squeak of embarrassment. Preferably, she would have at least kept her back facing the stranger to minimize how much of her body she was showing him. But as Jenny's hands **** her along, Candace knew there would be no chance she could back out into the aisle to turn around. Even worse, as the plane was still shaking slightly, the naked girl needed to keep her arms out to balance herself, meaning the guy got to see every inch of her.

After making it past him, Candace numbly realized that David was now sitting in the middle seat. She'd forgotten the reason she'd stood up in the first place; to swap seats with him and move to the window seat herself. Continuing her nude shuffle, Candace started shimmying past David, giving him an identical show. His long legs made things more difficult for her, as she had to largely step over his lap completely.

Another bout of rough turbulence shook the plane, and Candace found herself unable to keep her balance in the tight confines of the seats. She once again tumbled down, this time landing squarely on top of David! His hands, likely meant to help catch her, ended up connecting with her breasts. Candace gasped in both surprise and raw sensation as she felt the two large hands curl around her breasts. An electric feeling coursed through her chest and Candace couldn't do much more than look up at David in utter shock.

For a few long seconds, Candace had no idea what to do. Everything that was happening to her felt like a dream. Or maybe a nightmare. How on earth had she ended up completely naked on this plane, laying atop a man she'd just met barely a minute ago, his hands now squarely resting on her boobs. None of it felt real. Until a pair of hands began shoving her bare ass.

"Keep going!" Jenny urged the naked girl, practically forcing her off of David.

Candace rolled more than moved off the man, but she finally ended up in the window seat, her bare ass plopping down on the fabric.

"There," Jenny said. "Now, miss, please remain in your seat. And fasten your seat belt!"

Candace simply sat there, her head spinning, as she tried to fully register her situation. She'd made it back to her seat, but she was still completely nude! The mortified young woman tried to ask Jenny again about a blanket, but her dry throat made it hard to speak up.

"Um, a-about the bl-"

But Jenny didn't hear her. All she registered in that moment was that Candace was seemingly not complying with fastening her seat belt.

"Oh for... Here, let me do it for you," the frustrate flight attendant said.

Then, with seeming expert coordination, Jenny stepped forward slightly, leaned over the two men beside Candace, and grabbed the seat belt. With just a few swift motions, she got the belt into place over Candace's hips and pulled it tight. Extremely tight. Candace felt the rough material dig slightly uncomfortably into her skin.

"Now, please stay seated, miss," she implored, as if repeatedly dealing with Candace was the most stressful part of her day. "And keep the seat belt fastened!"

Sensing that the flight attendant was about to depart, Candace's desperation rose. She summoned up all of her willpower and managed to **** out two words.

"B-blanket! Please?"

"Of course, of course, I haven't forgotten," Jenny replied, sounding like she was dealing with smallest of concerns from a passenger. "But I'll have to wait until the turbulence dies down. You just sit tight until then!"

And with that, the flight attendant retreated up the aisle.

Feeling completely humiliated by her latest ordeal, Candace wanted nothing more than to be off the plane and out of sight of everyone. At least being in the window seat now left her slightly less exposed to the rest of the passengers. But, as the naked girl finally tried to bring her hands back up to cover herself, she noticed a new problem. Her wrists were trapped by her sides, caught under the ludicrously tight seat belt that Jenny had just fastened over her.