This is a Harbinger96 original celebrity fiction, and definitely didn't happen. This story is for fun, and not based on true events. The premise of this story is ridiculous, but enjoy!
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"Thank you for getting us here safely, and please don't tell anybody what happened here today," Hailee Steinfeld said with a nervous smile as she reached into her purse and pulled out her phone to pay and tip the driver, and to leave him five stars.
"I'm telling everybody, but no one's gonna believe it," the driver said with a laugh, Hailee's bra still on his lap.
"That could be any girl's bra, but you'll always know it's Hailee's," Dua Lipa told him as she leaned over the seat and kissed his cheek. "Thanks for playing along with us and not telling us to get out for breaking the rules of your car," she said with a tinkling laugh.
"I'm broke, not stupid," he laughed again as Josh and Callum got out and grabbed their bags from the trunk. "Best pickup I ever did," he said without evening knowing the size of the tip they left him.
Dua, and especially Hailee, had to carefully get out of the car in their altered outfits, and much to Hailee's dismay and Dua's smirking, there were already dozens of people on the pier, either enjoying the beautiful weather or getting on board the boat. The entire cruise wasn't exactly expensive, but to be on the VIP top deck was an arm and a leg. That being said, there were plenty of average Joes and Janes around to see the superstars.
"Babe, there's so many people!" Hailee was instantly blushing and at the back of the car by her fiancé, pulling her shirt tight and down, trying to hide as much of her fit body as she could. She really missed her bra at this point, but she was happy her shirt was a little big and hid the state of her "shorts."
"Relax honey, we'll be on board soon and you'll be fine," he said casually, ever the confident guy that wasn't damn near naked on a crowded pier.
Dua was just as unbothered as Josh, and even waved to and made small talk with the passengers around them as they waited to reach the entrance of the large cruise ship. While Dua even flaunted her black mini dress that barely kept in her small tits and covered her scrumptious ass, Callum and Josh got along like old mates and acted as if both of their soon-to-be-wives weren't nearly naked.
Hailee hid as best she could behind Josh and her purse, the purse offering nowhere near as much cover as her massive NFL player fiancé. She was beyond relieved when they finally made it to the entrance to the ship. They were waved just inside, over the ramp and into a larger, almost sitting room looking foyer with three guards checking people in. Their line's guard was a blonde woman a little shorter than Hailee and Dua, but was built like someone who lived at the gym. She looked at them with a smile, armed with a metal detector wand.
She let Callum through with no trouble, and Hailee's heart started to pound. She waved Josh through, and Hailee could feel her heart in her throat. When the security girl held up her hand stopping Dua Lipa, Hailee wanted to turn and run.
The girl dropped down into a deep squat and ran the wand up Dua's long, shapely caramel leg, right up to the bottom of her dress, and then down the other leg. "Hmm, so far so good," she said as she stood back up, putting a hand on Dua's belly as she stood up, but pulled down on the dress as she rose, pulling it below the singer's breasts.
"Whoa whoa whoa!" Dua shouted and tugged it back up, her eyes glaring, and she tried to hide the smile trying to break from the corners of her mouth. It was quick as a flash, hot and revealing for Dua, but she recovered fast enough that no real damage was done.
"Sorry about that, Ms. Lipa," the guard said with a giggle, the apology nowhere near sincere. She knew exactly who she was looking at, who she was toying with.
"Serves her right for coming out here without a bra like I told her," Callum scoffed, playing right into the joke.
"Hailee, you're not wearing a bra either!" Josh admonished Hailee with a firm, disappointed voice as he nudged her, offering his own beloved to the security agent on a platter.
Hailee's eyebrows nearly shot into her hairline as she stood directly in front of the intimidating blonde. She was a few inches shorter, but had an intimidation factor over Hailee, and she was outnumbered in this game. Fuck, if all those factors didn't make her tingle.
She dropped to her deep squat again and didn't even use the wand before she smiled and looked up. "Ms. Steinfeld, why is there liquid on your inner thighs? Are you hiding something?" she asked knowingly. She didn't even see the tear in the crotch yet.
Hailee squirmed, putting her heels together and biting her lip. "I-I'm not hiding anything," she said quietly, looking away. Hailee knew exactly where the fluid was coming from. She was absolutely on fire with embarrassment, humiliation, and how delicious it was to be under the eyes of this beautiful security guard, her fiancé, and her travel companions. Not to mention the people behind them....
"You four come with me. We need to find out what Ms. Steinfeld is hiding." The four travellers followed the leggy blonde agent to a side room as a much larger man took her spot, and instantly they were glad they won the blonde in the draw.
"Alright, football star," the woman said, crossing her arms over her chest, her 'security' shirt pulling tight against her chest, "make me believe she's not hiding something."
Hailee let out a relieved breath as she found out it would be Josh who would search her. She was still nervous, knowing they'd have an audience, especially the in-charge blonde. The Princess of Buffalo stood in the middle of the room with all eyes on her as Josh stood behind her and slipped his hands under her shirt.
She gasped as Josh's large hands immediately went to her breasts, squeezing them and feeling the heft. She could just sigh as she melted into her fiancé's talented hands.
The blonde smiled, seeing the famous Hailee Steinfeld melt in front of her, in Josh Allen's hands. "Finding anything, Mr. Allen?"
He focused his attention on her hardened nipples, pinching and pulling them lightly, making her moan and turn her head to bury it in his neck. "So far so good, but we should be thorough," he said, trying to keep the act as he released her breasts and pulled her shirt over her head. Hailee gasped at being bared to the hips, but didn't fight it.
