Lauren nods off

Hours later...

Lauren awoke in state of relaxed bliss. She yawned sleepily, feeling sunlight stream in the window. She stretched and groaned. In her groggy state, Lauren had no idea where she was or particular memory of what had happened. She slowly realized she was on a plane. That's right, she was flying to France for a modelling job. And... something had happened... but what? She felt a growing sense of dread as her sleepy mind struggled to work.

Slowly Lauren turned her head. She saw the man sitting next to her, blatantly looking down at her with a huge grin on his face. Confused, Lauren looked down and HOLY CRAP SHE WAS NAKED! Her towel had fallen off and every centimeter of naked flesh totally exposed. She was slumped in her seat, small breasts pulled flat by gravity (except her nipples, which jutted out with enthusiasm) and shameful rolls on her stomach. Her meaty thighs were spread and her clean shaven crotch utterly exposed.

"AHH!" Lauren yelped. She slammed her thighs together and hurriedly rewrapped the towel around herself. She'd been laying utterly exposed on the plane for how long? Hours! Doubtlessly dozen of pictures had been taken of her body in that shameful and humiliating pose. Her cheeks burned as she covered her shame...