The Airplane Shoot (a story)

[Devo77]

I've written a few stories in the past, this is one is like the behind the
scene look of a fictious wam shoot. Let me know what you think of it.


Heather looked herself over in the mirror in the dressing as she got ready for the shoot. She straighten her tie and adjusted a pair of plastic wings on her lapel. She used her hands to check her long black hair which was up in a tight bun. She then began to run her hands down her body to smooth out the wrinkles in her navy blue suit dress. She then picked up her flight attendant hat and placed it on top of her head. She stuck authoritative pose in the mirror then stuck her tongue at herself in the mirror. She turned and walked out to the set.

On the set were rows of steel folding chairs arranged to look like the isles of a airplane. The chairs at either end of the rows had pictures taped to them. These where there to represent the flight attendant light. Heather looked over the set as she walked up to the director. “Ah, so Steel Chair Air is about to take?” She said with a smile to the director as she walked on to the set and stood at the back behind the rows of chairs. She didn’t mind how cheesy it looked. She enjoyed playing around with her friends.

Rebecca then walked on to the set wearing a sexy black dress with long elbow length black gloves. Her shoulder length red hair was tight back in a elegant pony tail. In one hand, she was holding her small black purse and in the other was a cigarette in a long black holding. Rebecca sat down near the back in the row of two chairs and lit her cigarette as Ann came on to the set. She was wearing a blue satin blouse and gray skirt. Her short blonde hair appeared slicked back because her hair was still wet from doing a solo shoot earlier. She sat down in the front in the row of three chairs. In her hands she carry a magazine which she open and pretended to look at. Heather and the others waited for the word from the director.

“Action!” yelled the director. Heather then being to walk down the isle between the two rows. Rebecca began to puff on her cigarette as Ann began to act restless and bored. Heather first made her way to Rebecca. She stop and leaned into her. “Excuse me miss but could you put that out. This is a no smoking flight.” Rebecca turned to Heather and blew a large puff of smoke into Heather’s face causing her to cough. Rebecca then put the cigarette out on the side of her chair flashing a mean smile at Heather as she continued to walk down to Ann. Ann still acting restless turn to Heather as she began to pass her. “Excuse me, miss but how long will it be until we land this delay is killing me.” Ann asked Heather. Heather reply “I’m sorry but it will probably be another hour.” She said as she then walk off the set.

Heather then came back on to the set pushing a cart full of pies and bowls of custard and chocolate. Heather then said. “We’re sorry for this delay in our landing. To make up for it we offer you now these home pies with extra custard and chocolate.” She then turned and offer Ann something. Ann nodded no. Heather began to push the cart down the isle. Ann began to smile deviously as she looked down the isle at Heather offering Rebecca a pie. Rebecca took one and sat it in her lap as she then pulled out a compact and began to check her makeup. Ann then got up and walked down the isle to Heather and Rebecca. Ann quickly pick up the pie from Rebecca’s lap and pushed it into Heather’s rear. Heather stopped in shock. She then reached around and felt the back of her tight fitting skirt and realized it was now covered in cream. Ann ran back to her set. Rebecca realized what had happen and stood up to try and explain it to Heather. Heather turn around and saw Rebecca. “Why you little…” Heather said as she then grab a pie from the cart. Before Rebecca could say a word. Heather shoved the pie into Rebecca’s face. Cream and crust fell down the front on her dress. Rebecca stood there for a moment quietly. She then wiped the cream from her eyes with her gloved hands. Rebecca then pick up a bowel of custard. “I didn’t do it.” Rebecca said as she then dumped the bowl over Heather’s head. The custard covers Heather’s hat and hair. It runs down to the shoulders of Heather’s coat as well. Rebecca then pick up a pie and pushed it into Heather’s custard covered face.

“OH!” Heather said as she the began to wipe the pie from her eyes. She then picked up a bowl of chocolate sauce and poured it over it over Rebecca’s head. She then shove the bowl on top of it. The chocolate ran down Rebecca’s shoulders and the top of her dress. Heather got two more pies. She pushed one into Rebecca’s chocolate covered face and the other in to her chest. Rebecca looked down in shock at the pie as she removed the bowl. “My dress!“ she yelled as she then grabbed Heather’s coat and pulled it down over her shoulders. Rebecca picked up two pies and smeared them down Heather’s white blouse and tie. Rebecca then picked up a third pie and pushed it into the front of Heather’s skirt. Heather quickly pulled off her coat and then grabbed the straps of Rebecca’s dress and pulled it down revealing Rebecca’s boobs. “No!” Rebecca yelled as Heather then pick up two pies and pushed them into Rebecca’s chest and smear them around. Rebecca leaned back as Heather did it. Rebecca looked down at her cream covered chest and then glared at Heather. Rebecca then grabbed at Heather’s blouse ripping it off her body leaving only her tie behind. This exposed Heather’s breasts. Heather looked down with her mouth wide open. Rebecca then picked up two pies and pushed them into Heather’s chest Heather’s eyes closed as Rebecca smeared the pies around. Heather reached for rest of Rebecca’s dress as Rebecca grab Heather’s skirt. They both pulled tearing off the remainder of their cloths.

“Wait…Wait!” Heather yelled as she raised her hands. “Are you sure your not responsible for this?” Heather asked Rebecca. They both began to look over themselves. Heather was now just wearing her custard covered flight attendant hat, her tie which hung around her neck covered in cream and custard, her white panties, black stockings and heels. Rebecca was also wearing her black stockings and heels, but was wearing black panties with matching spenders and her cream covered gloves. “No I didn’t” said Rebecca as she tried to shake the cream off of her gloves. “Then who did?” asked Heather. Rebecca then looked down the isle. Heather turned and looked. Ann, who had been watching the whole thing quickly turned around and begins to read her magazine again. Heather and Rebecca then walked down the isle to Ann. Rebecca and Heather stood on either side of Ann. “Are you responsible for all of this.” asked Heather in a stern tone. Ann lowered her magazine. She had a guilty expression on her face. “Yes.” Ann said hesitantly.

Heather and Rebecca then nodded to each other as Heather walked off. Rebecca pulled Ann up by her arm as Heather came back on to camera with a cart full of pies and had three cakes on it. Heather picked up a pie and handed it to Rebecca then took one of her own. They both smile at Ann who now looked at them both nervously. They then sandwiched Ann’s head with there pies causing her to drop her magazine. Heather and Rebecca then began to take pies from the cart and smear them over Ann’s satin blouse and gray skirt. They then ripped Ann’s cloths off leaving her in just her white panties and heels. Heather and Rebecca took turns smearing pies over Ann’s body and together they both pied Ann’s breasts.

Just as they gave her one last pie sandwich to her head. As a voice came from off camera. It was the director. “This is your captain speaking we’re sorry for the delay. We will now be landing in a few minutes.” Heather, Rebecca, and Ann now standing in front of the three chair row. They all looked at each other for a moment. Heather went to the cart and handed both Rebecca and Ann a small cake and a pie. Heather then took a small cake and pie for her self. They all line up with Heather in the middle. They each placed the small cake on to there chair. “Please take your seats” Heather said as they all sat down on to the cakes. Rebecca let out a deep moan as Ann giggled while Heather tried to keep a straight face. They all held there pies with both hands. Heather then said with a smile. “Now place your pies in the up right position." They all then pushed there pies into there faces. The tins stuck to them as they lowered there hands and sat there for a moment.

"And Cut." Yelled the director from off set. They all then reached up and
remove the pie plates from there faces. Heather let out a laught as she
looked down at herself and then across at her friends. "What a flight this
was." She said as Rebecca and Ann then broke out laughing.

[Hayley]

Very good...slapstick in uniform always works for me!

Please send us any stories you come up with, I love reading them!

Hayley xxx