To an environment meeting

Two weeks later, Grace was invited to a meeting by an environmental organization. She went to the airport as usual, but when she reached the entrance, the ticketing staff stopped her.

“Hello,” he said, his smile bright. “Are you here to fly?”

She nodded. “I am. I’m going to a meeting of environmental protection.”

“Let me check your is number.”

Grace gave him her ID card and he typed it into a computer. “Here it is.”

The ticketing staff paused, his eyes scanning the screen. “Do you know that the new law is in effect now?”

Grace nodded again. “Yes. Actually, I am who proposed it.”

The man grinned. “Oh, you are so great, girl.”

The staff paused, then gestured her to follow him. “Come with me,” he said.

She followed him to a room. The staff gestured to a horizontal wooden board. “Please take off all your clothes and lie on this board, girl. We will pass you through the security check.”

Grace immediately stripped off her clothes and lay on the board. Her arms were stretched and tied to two sides of the board. Then the staff grabbed her legs and pulled them up, spreading them as wide as possible, exposing her pussy and asshole publicly, and tied her ankles to the board. Then the staff passed a metal detector over her body, carefully checking each part of her.

When the detector made a sound, he stopped and inserted a long metal stick into her pussy. He moved it up and down several times until it did not make the sound any more. Then he inserted the stick into her asshole and checked the same way. The detector kept making sounds every time he moved the stick until the staff became impatient. “Why are you still making the sound, girl? Do you have something in there?”

Grace thought about it and was still confused, "I don't know, sir".

"That's strange. Let's try a different one." The staff picked up another metal detector and checked her body again. This time it didn’t make any sound. Seems that the previous one was not working well. “You're fine, girl. I'll transport you to the cargo hold now,” he said. “Your flight is ready to go.”

Grace smiled. “Thank you, sir.”

As she left the room, a man walked by and smacked her on the ass. “Great girl,” he said. “You really saved us a lot of work.”

Grace didn’t move to dress. She didn’t have to. The men had made it very clear that they would transport her, and the rest of the women, without clothes.

Grace was put on the conveyor belt with her wooden board, with her two petite holes shown to everyone. After several sortings, she found that there were more and more girls and other animals around, and fewer and fewer other goods. She eventually reached the cargo hold, where two workers lifted the girls' boards and stacked them on top of each other. The space between them is not bigger than allowing their round tits to rise and fall as they breathed. When somebody viewing them, he could only see a lot of neatly stacked pussies and assholes with spread legs.

The staff was still stacking more girls in. Before long, the space was packed. After securing the last girl, he turned around and stepped back as if admiring them. "So many delicious juicy pussies" he said and slid his hand from the top pussy to the bottom one. The girls shivered involuntarily and the whole shelf shook slightly.

Grace was turned on and she tried to move, but couldn’t. She was trapped, just like all the others around her.

The plane began to move. The feeling of excitement continued. Grace is very happy because she was doing her part for the environment. And she would be able to help men, too.

“Isn’t this great?” she heard one of the other girls whisper.

Grace grinned. This was wonderful. She knew that all women would be happy when they learned what was happening.

And so, the plane took off, Grace felt that something is dripping on her legs. Maybe it's the upper one's pussy juice?

But Grace did care, she was so happy. She had done her part. She was helping.

She would be a good girl, just as she should. Earth and men would benefit from her efforts, just as they should.

Grace smiled as the plane flew higher and higher, her thoughts turning to what was in store for her next. She couldn’t imagine it yet, but she knew that whatever it was, she would be happy. All women would be happy to be treated like this, because it’s fair.

It was just that simple.