Jenna was standing in line to go through security at an airport. She was very excited; she was working through college and had finally saved up enough money for a trip home to see her family and boyfriend. It was a very long line, new security measures had backed the process up so much that there were people winding all the way back to the door. Jenna was not worried though, she was so excited that she arrived at the airport four hours early. She was passing time by talking with a guy from her math class who was right behind her. There were a lot of people from her school in line, all trying to get home.
When Jenna finally got to the head of the line she took off her shoes and belt as instructed and walked through the metal detector. A red light and a beep sounded as she walked through. The security person on the other side, a tall, thin, flat, strict looking woman, named Iris, came up to her and asked her if she had anything in her pockets.
Jenna replied "just my ID, boarding pass and some cash."
The security woman looked even more annoyed as she instructed Jenna to spread her arms and legs so the she could use the wand on her. Jenna did as she was told; the wand went off three times, once over each of her breasts and once over her crotch.
Jenna blushed; she immediately knew what the issue was. She had just recently gotten three new piercings as a surprise for her boyfriend.
Jenna leaned in and whispered nervously to the Iris "um, I think my, uh, pier-piercings are setting that th-thing off."
The woman suddenly looked less annoyed, she even smiled a little. She motioned two other security personnel over, a large unhappy looking woman, named Marge and a skinny guy with a big smile on his face who looked to be barely out of high school, named Dan.
Iris then said to Jenna in a pleasant but instructing voice "We are going to have to process you, since we cannot be sure the piercings are the only thing setting our machine off. Please spread your arms and legs again, I will need to give you a full pat down."
Jenna did as she was told; the "pat down" was very thorough and made her feel very uncomfortable.
Iris rubbed her hands firmly all over Jenna's body. She paid most attention to a couple areas though. She pressed her hand firmly into Jenna's crotch, and then Iris moved up and rubbed Jenna's young firm breasts.
When this was over Jenna breathed a sigh of relief and said "m-may I go through now?"
Iris replied "sorry, not just yet we have procedure we must follow to ensure nothing unauthorized gets through."
Dan the male security officer then brought a plastic bin over to Jenna as Iris said, with a sinister look "please remove your blouse and slacks and place them in the bin for inspection."
Jenna gaped at her for a moment and finally replied "I cannot do that, there are hundreds of people here and I will be left in my undies!"
"Ma'am we must follow procedure or we cannot let you fly today" said Iris.
Jenna was very worried, if she refused she would miss her flight and it would take her another year to save up the money for another trip. Finally she replied "Ok, I'll do it, but isn't there a private room we can do this in?"
The security woman replied "No, that was deemed unsafe for security personnel, being confined with a possible dangerous individual. Now we do it right here!"
"So now I am expected to strip down to my undies in front of everyone!?" Said Jenna, motioning to the hundreds of people, from children to elderly, waiting in line.
Iris, looking very judgmental, replied "Well ma'am, you are the one who showed up to the airport with metal under your clothes. No one is forcing you to do this; you just cannot fly with us if you are not willing to comply with our rules."
Turning bright red and shaking a little Jenna began unbuttoning her blouse in in full view of everyone around. She kept her eyes on her hands to stop from thinking about all the people watching her strip in the middle of the airport. The crowd was full of murmurs, and curious questions. Once her blouse was unbuttoned and she was pulling it off she began to hear laughter, and shocked expressions mixed in with increased murmuring. She felt the fear and humiliation building and it was making her shiver.
Jenna got her shirt off, placed it in the bin and started to unbutton her pants when she noticed the first flash, and then another, and another. She looked around to see phones and cameras all over pointing at her! Jenna stopped and snapped nervously at Iris almost in tears "can't you do something about them taking pictures!?"
Iris responded with a wicked grin "We have no right to take their cameras and phones away. THEY didn't do anything wrong."
Jenna began shaking even more and she felt the tears building in her eyes. She let out a little whimper as she slipped her pants off and put them in the bin with her blouse.
The crowd was alive with shocked women and cheering men!
Jenna was five foot six inches tall, had a slim waist, perky 34D breasts and perfectly round ass. She was wearing a lacy push up bra that barely covered her nipples, and boy shorts that only covered the top half of her ass before disappearing between her cheeks.
It was like a bad dream, standing there in front of countless people in just her bra and panties! Jenna watched with worry as the Marge picked up the bin and took it around a corner and out of sight.
Jenna cried out in fear "Where is she taking my clothes?!"
"Don't worry you will get them back after you and your clothes have been cleared" replied Iris.
"Am I not cleared yet? What more do you want from me?" At this Dan snickered as he placed another bin in front of her.
Jenna stared at it wide eyed with fear as she stammered out "y-you c-cannot expect me t-to..." But she was cut off before she could finish.
"Now remove your undergarments and place them in the bin." Instructed Iris with an unpleasant smile on her face.
"N-No, please don't make me do that in front of all these people!" begged Jenna with despair in her voice and tears forming in her eyes.
"It's either that or we turn you away and confiscate the clothes we already have" answered Iris with a sneer.
Jenna looked hopelessly around at all the people. The women were either shocked or amused; they were either laughing and pointing or covering their mouth with shock. The men were all entertained; they were cheering, laughing or shouting crude comments. Children were peeking around mother's hands to get a look at the half naked lady and point in amazement. All around people were taking pictures or videos with cameras and cell phones alike. She even saw her classmates laughing and recording her humiliation!
Finally she decided she didn't have much of a choice. Blinking away her tears as beat she could and starting with her bra, she undid the hooks in the back. She covered her breasts as best she could with one arm as she slipped off the bra and threw it in the bin with the other. With her free hand she slid her panties down her ass. The crowd of people was going crazy! She picked up her panties with her toes, to keep from bending over, and put them in the bin with her bra covering her crotch with her hand.
The Marge came back and took her underwear away, down the same hall as the rest of her clothes.
Jenna watched as her last articles of clothing were taken out of sight, completely inaccessible to her. Suddenly Jenna realized the full weight of her situation; she was completely naked in front of hundreds of people with no way of getting her clothes until she satisfied the demands of this evil security woman. She was shaking so much and breathing so fast she thought she would pass out from humiliation. She had never been so embarrassed in her life!
"I have d-done everything you ask-asked, that other w-woman has loo-looked at all m-my clothes, can I p-please have them b-back now?" Stammered Jenna, she could barely speak from humiliation.
"Your clothes are being cleared right now. Before you can go get them I must clear your body. Now let me inspect those piercings, arms behind your head and legs spread out!" Said Iris as she snapped on a pair of latex gloves.
Jenna started to protest, but realized she had no choice. If she refused now security would confiscate her clothes and deny her access to her flight. She let out a small sob, blinking wildly, trying to hold back her tears. Slowly she placed her hands behind her head, while inching her feet apart, exposing herself to everyone.
Her breasts were round and perky, the cool temperature in the airport had given her little goose bumps and her pierced nipples were hard and pointing. Her crotch was shaved and her pierced clitoris was clearly visible.
Camera flashes were going off everywhere and video cameras were recording every inch of her exposed body.