The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…


Sunday April 05, 2015

Sandra rubbed her forehead as she walked off the jetway, a long flight behind her and she was looking forward to a nice hot bath before getting a good nights rest.

“Sandra, wait a second!”

Sandra turned around to see Chuck running after her.

“Kelly phoned in sick, we need another attendant on the DC flight, do you have any hours left?”

Sandra sighed, she did have enough for the short flight to DC but she really didn’t want to.  But her honest streak go the best of her.

“Yea, I’ve got enough time, but you owe me.”

“Absolutely Sandra, your a life saver!  Gate 45, the flight’s nearly empty and Kelly was covering first class, there’s only one passenger in it.”

* * *

Sandra was getting a weird vibe off the passenger in first class, he seemed to look through her whenever his gaze came her way.

This time, when he looked over at her his eyes glowed red and a sudden chill ran down her spine.  She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out, instead she felt her body start to shift.  She was in good enough shape, spending so much time in hotels gave her lots of time to visit their gym’s, but likewise all the fast food did help. 

Now she felt her midsection tighten and her chest expand as her uniform shift to accommodate her new dimensions.  Then she felt her hair start start to grow and change color, cascading down her back.

Just as she thought the changes were done, she felt her uniform start to shift again.  Her slacks started to pull upwards and as they passed her knees merged in to a skirt.  Her white blouse pulled in tight to her body and the sleeves disappeared as the material became semi-transparent.  The jacket pulled upwards until it just came together below her breasts, leaving her newly defined abs visible.

Sandy blinked twice as the glowing eyes of the man faded, she smiled and sashayed over to her only client on the flight.

“Hello sir, is there *anything* I can do to make your flight more comfortable?”

The man simply smiled and Sandy dropped to her knees.


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