The Flight Risk and the Busted

Alice Air

“Now boarding flight 236.” A calm voice announced. Accompanying it were multiple chimes and hundreds of footsteps.

Alice had been crouched down in a panic when she opened her eyes to process what had just happened. The two most glaringly obvious things came to mind first. She was in the middle of an airport, and she was completely naked.

The realization was not gentle. Her eyes darted around to see all the shocked faces surrounding her. Her legs turned to jelly.

“AHHHHHHHHH!” she shrieked at the top of her lungs.

More and more people began to gather around her. She knelt there holding her bare chest trying to wake up from this nightmare.

Giggling and chuckles could be heard in all directions. Waking up clearly wasn’t happening. She **** herself to stop shaking like a leaf just long enough to stand up and lower an arm to cover her lower half.

“What an ass on that chick!”

“She’s either brave or stupid to be streaking here of all places.”

Alice shook in place while hugging her body close. They were seeing everything. She almost stumbled when trying to get the momentum to move forward.

More laughter as the naked Alice did her best move. It might have been easier if she wasn’t half paralyzed with humiliation. Eventually she broke through the crowd of gawkers and made a sprint for literally anywhere else.

Though this was far from the end of people seeing her naked. With every running step a new person locked eyes on her. It was inescapable. Her face burned and her body jiggled from lack of support.

She winded her way through everyone while attempting to drown out more comments.

“Hey cutie! Having fun?” Some guy almost bumped right into her. She was mortified. People thought she was running around naked willingly.

She fought back tears when she saw people recording on their phones. Her heart raced and she was close to an exit. But where would she go next? She had no idea what to do.

Fortunately for her, she wouldn’t have to make that decision herself. When she finally ran into airport security, all she could do was trip over and curl into a ball.

“Noooooooooo!”

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Sandra's bad gamble

What felt like a hundred different noises at once assaulted Sandra’s ears. There was clattering of coins and chips. A blaring symphony of blings and chimes from virtual machines. She didn’t need any time to process that she was in a casino. A packed one.

“Wh-What happened?” She mumbled out. Her mind was still fuzzy, but it knew one thing for certain. She didn’t have a stitch of clothes on her body.

“No god this isn’t happening!” Her arms shot across herself to cover what it could. But it did little to hide her obvious nudity.

Few things could distract a crowd of gambling addicts. If anything was going to pull eyes away from the tables and slot machines, it was having a pretty naked woman suddenly appear in the middle of the room.

Sandra screamed and looked for something to hide behind. But there were people everywhere, and each one was getting a great view of her exposure.

Guys were whistling left and right. Some even applauded like this was some sort of show.

“Nice jugs baby!”

“Why don’t you sit on my lap?”

“Wish my wife looked like that!”

“I didn’t realize we could bet our clothes.”

A big guy who reeked of smoke at a nearby table pinched her butt, causing her to jump and squeak. This only made them laugh more.

The cheers and jeers rang in Sandra’s head as she desperately looked for a way out of this situation. She never felt so humiliated in all her life. Her knees buckled and she nearly fell over as she got more overwhelmed. This was too much. She never expected to be seen like this. By this many people.

“This is a place of business, not your sorority poker party,” a gruff voice spoke at her.

Sandra looked up in horror when casino management finally arrived. She squealed when a firm hand gripped her bare shoulder.