Mackenzie encounters misfortune

As the quartet made their way to their gate, a few problems emerged, ones they were unaware of. First, the group was quick to leave, and with Mackenzie tying her sweater around her waist, the hastily tied knot was quickly becoming undone thanks to their pacing. It wasn't a minute into their traveling and soon it had slipped off her wide hips, leaving it forgotten to bury airport.

The second was Mackenzie's current clothes. While she was technically modest, the form fitting tanktop and the leggings hugged her curvy form. So it wasn't too surprising that a few people looked the redhead over as they made their way to their plane. One person even got their phone out to take a picture of the redhead's plump ass.

"So, with two of our tickets being promoted to First Class...I say Ryan should be the one to sit with you." Willow said, setting her carryon luggage next to her as they stood at the end of the line.

Mackenzie blushed, her eyes glancing over at Ryan before going back to the blonde. "Why's that? That's seems like it would suspicious..."

"Eh, not really. You actually know him, and his girlfriend knows about you too. If he was stuck with me or Marianne, it would raise more red flags sense he only just met us today." Willow explained, handing her ticket over.

"I...I guess that makes sense..." Mackenzie shyly responded, unsure about how to feel sitting with Ryan, especially when she clearly still had a crush on him.

"Don't worry, Mack, just focus on enjoying your nice seats." Marianne assured her friend, patting her on the back supportively.

The redhead nodded, her eyes glancing at Ryan. "Are...you okay with that?"

Ryan nodded, smiling gently. "Yeah, I don't mind."

With that they finished checking in at the gate, and soon they all started going in one at a time, with Mackenzie being the last one to board onto the plane. Though as she stepped through to the boarding hall, a small cry came out from behind Mackenzie.

"Ma'am! You dropped this!"

Mackenzie turned around, seeing an employee dashing towards them, and with a familiar green cloth in her hand too. It didn't take long her to realize that was her sweater! How did she not realize it had fallen off?!

Blushing slightly, Mackenzie was about to step forward when the worker tripped during her sprint. She fumbled the next few steps before she fell down, her hands reaching out for anything to break her fall.

They managed to catch something, and that was the front of Mackenzie's leggings!

The black material darted down her legs, baring her pale, creaming thighs and her "lucky" panties. Mackenzie gave a sharp gasp, but it wouldn't last as she had tried to step backwards at the same time. With the leggings now impeding her step, the redhead found herself tripping backwards, and out of her pants and shoes!

Mackenzie landed in her panty clad ass, have a slightly wince from the pain. The the tumble backwards also resulted in the door in front of them to close!

Mackenzie stood up on her now bare feet, looking around for any of her list clothing, only to find nothing. Her heart dropped, knowing full well that her trip was off to a terrible start...

Glancing over her shoulder, pantsless beauty was created at the sight of Ryan texting on his phone, and Willow chuckling slightly at her expense. Marianne meanwhile, seemed to not notice and was still making her way to her seat.

"Great...I should have known this would be a mistake..." Mackenzie sighed cynically, turning around as she tugged on the front of her tank top to cover her panty clad crotch, the attempt causing the pink fabric to travel down and expose some of her cleavage.

"I'm sorry Mackenzie..." Ryan said sympathetically, having finished writing up his first report to his girlfriend and sending to her. Despite knowing that he was informing Katie of her latest wardrobe malfunction, she was certainly happy to hear a guy actually being sympathetic for her. Other than her friend Peter, the rest often cheered at such mishaps, or even worse, seemed to do whatever it took to prolong her humiliation.

"It-it's fine..." she lied, trying to pass it off as not a big deal. But the bkush on her face spoke another story, as she was basically left with her tank top and underwear. She looked like she was dressed for bed, rather than a four hour flight to New York!

The three slowly made their way forward, walking across the skyway and onto the plane. There the rest of the passengers would get a wonderful view of Mackenzie, her naked legs on display as she walked up to a flight attendant. One hand tugging at the front and back of the tank top to keep her panties from being seen, with limited success.

"Ummm...one of the employees...pantsed me by accident." The exposed redhead informed her, her own blush turning a shade deeper upon realizing how ridiculous it sounded. "Is there anyway to get the door open so I can get my clothes back?"

The flight attended looked Mackenzie up and down for a second before shaking her head. "Sorry Ma'am, once that door is closed, it can't be open again...you'll just have to put on whatever you've packed..."

Mackenzie sighed, taking her backpack that she was using for carryon, she quickly unzipped it and began to feel around for her backup clothes...only to find they weren't there! Had she forgotten to put some in there?!? All she could feel was some magazine, her small pamphlet for their trip, as well as her phone charger.

"Nonono..." she desperately said to herself, her hand still feeling around for a sanctuary of modesty. But that hope was being snuffed out by the second as she quickly began to realize that in her excitement last night, she had forgotten to pack some back up clothes for their flight.

A small whimper of humiliation left Mackenzie, her hand tugging on the front of her tanktop. She looked at Ryan and Willow, shifting her weight between her bare feet. "Hey Wil...you wouldn't happen to have any clothes with you would-"

"Sorry, I'm afraid I don't Mack..." Willow said, giving a small grin as she looking at Mackenzie's bare thighs one final time before heading down to join Marianne at their seating.

A sigh of defeat left the redhead, and she just walked past Ryan, knowing full well that it was pointless to ask him for clothes, after all, she was already told that he wasn't allowed to share with her. And so, Mackenzie found her seat, plopping down pitifully as she tugged on her tanktop to keep her panties covered.

Ryan wasn't far behind her, taking his own seat by the walkway. Luckily with her being by the window, it would allow Ryan to hide her bare legs and feet from Most of the plane. Still, it was going to be a long flight for her now, being stuck next to her ex, and also nearly bottomless!

The trip was off to a bad start...she was had already lost half of her clothes for this ride to Manhattan, but hopefully this would be the only hiccup for Mackenzie, and then her much needed vacation could go as planned.