Leanne Wallace, Female, 21, A little eager mayhaps

Yawning awake, Leanne groaned and took her surroundings in...right yes, she was still on the plane. It was thankfully quiet as by some miracle she'd booked a plane that had empty seats, however she was still restless.

See Leanne was on a flight to Canada from the UK due to her country growing increasingly strict and because Canada had around a month ago made all nudity completely legal. For obvious reasons this law is not entirely common knowledge, for one it can get pretty cold in Canada so the places where you can be comfortably nude are limited. And it was not exactly broadcast on live television, Leanne only finding out through her porn forums.

Though even if the UK hadn't taken it's turn for the prudish, Leanne probably still would've made the move. Even now she was antsy to get her clothes off...even if there was still a good couple of hours to go before they landed.

But what if...

Leanne took a look around.

The row to her right was empty besides a bag someone had left there, to her left was an empty chair and the window...no risk of being seen through there. Behind her? A man sleeping, at least she thought so, he had a peaked cap on. In front of her didn't matter as much, but the seat was occupied by someone, she couldn't tell who.

Contemplating herself now, she bit her lip. What to remove, if she were to hypothetically remove something. She had her jeans, that'd be subtle, easier to hide that she was bottomless. Her hands defied her logic though, going to the hem of her shirt and lifting up, all the while she bent over forwards to try and keep her intentions hidden.

Leanne had her shirt in her hands now, setting it in the seat beside her. Her bra soon followed, leaving her sitting topless in an airplane.

Her lips curled into a smile. Her hands immediately going for her zipper.

Kicking her shoes off, she raised the armrests of the seats in her row and lay on her back. This gave her more room to pull her jeans off, otherwise she might have to stand. Eventually her hips, her thighs...fully bared. Then her jeans joined the pile.

"I'm naked..." Leanne whispered to herself, it didn't seem real "I'm bloody nude..." But it certainly felt real.

Now she was naked on a plane, but not yet in Canada...was she breaking the law doing this? Did international waters count? What if someone caught her?

What if someone caught her? An amusing question considering she was moving to a country to live there naked.

She might not have to wonder for long though, she could see a flight attendant making the rounds. Biting her lip, Leanne considered what she'd say, should she just get dressed again? Cupping her breasts filled her with a little confidence. She could do this.

The flight attendant left her field of vision, that meant she'd be coming up from behind when she entered her aisle. Taking a deep breath she sat up and braced herself.

That familiar, approachable but authoritative uniform came into view from her right, Leanne could see the chipper smile on her face snap to shock. "Ma'am...?"

Leanne cleared her throat and tried to sit naturally, but she was a bag of nerves "Oh uh, apologies. You see I kind of- Well it's legal in Canada and I intended to land like this" Smooth

The flight attendant looked up and down the aisle "Ma'am we're not yet in Canada so I'm-" She took a moment to think "-not entirely sure how this applies"

"I...I mean I can get dressed again if that's more appropriate" The nude woman said, while she wasn't happy about the idea, Leanne did add some level of hurt to her tone. "But this is my lifestyle"

"I'm- I'm going to just consult my colleges. Be back in a tick" And like that Leanne was alone again, stewing in her thoughts. Was she in trouble? Would she get punished upon landing? What was going to happen? Why was this mildly turning her on?

True to her word, the flight attendant came back very quickly. "Okay so we had a chat about it and considering that we're less than a quarter of the way away from Canada and it's legal there, their laws apply"

"So I can stay undressed?" Leanne asked happily

"Yes. Do you have a carry-on though?"

"Uh, just my purse, I'm travelling light anyway" The nudist got her purse out, just big enough for some personal effects, her wallet, that kind of thing.

"Okay so um, here's the thing. Our policy doesn't allow for loose items like...all of those" Leanne's smile dimmed as the flight attendant gestured at all of her clothes.

"Wait so you're saying that-"

"I'll need to confiscate them I'm afraid" The flight attendant made a wince as she spoke.

"Will I get them back?" Leanne asked, but she was undecided on how she felt about that question. In truth she'd thought about getting rid of them when she landed...however that could be out of her hands now.

"Oh of course, I'll just be keeping them safe up front. Though it's not like you'll need them right?"

The nude woman squirmed at that question, was she being teased now? Teased that her safety net was being taken away? "I suppose not. Though uh, what if I didn't get them back?"

"What do you mean? It's policy to return items to passengers unless they're marked as suspicious" The flight attendant explained.

"Yeah but...what if they were suspicious?" Leanne asked quietly "I mean, a woman's clothes on a plane"

"Ma'am, are you asking if we'll have your clothes destroyed?"

Leanne just quietly nodded.

"...I'll see" The flight attendant said quietly with a sly smirk as Leanne handed over her jeans, shirt and underwear.

She was left with just her shoes and socks, that she promptly put back on, which only made her feel even more naked.