You had always been an ugly duckling. Growing up, your older sister was blessed with jackpot genes while you spent most of your high school evenings trying to figure out which Proactive treatments would work best on your face. Even your older brother didn't seem to have to ever worry about his looks. It was as if you happened to burdened with your looks due to your entire family's perfection. Family vacations were the absolute worst. Your sister, Rachel, would turn heads of every boy you wanted to talk to, leaving you with little to no chance of being approached. In addition, when your brother Kyle's cute friends would come along, they would spend the whole trip making fun of you! This wasn't the flirty kind of horseplay either, they would say some truly mean things that you're still not entirely over.

All of that is in the past, however. After your student exchange program finished this past week, you were ready to come home feeling like an entire new person. In fact, you looked like a completely new person, too. The year you spent in Spain away from your family and friends transformed you into a confident girl. It also helped that puberty finally matured you into a stunning specimen. At the ripe age of 19, you still think of yourself as the nerdy, quiet little girl who was constantly picked on for being the ugly duckling of the family. Your new physical appearance, on the other hand, was the exact opposite of your internal image.

With sun-glazed, light skin and chestnut hair, you are the definition of a bombshell. Your perky boobs are just large enough to fill a handful, yet support themselves to the point where not wearing a bra really doesn't matter too much. Sure without support they jiggle around with every step, but lets be honest its way more comfortable than wearing those metal traps. Your hips are curved to perfection with a cute and tight ass that supermodels slave for. Even at the short height of 5'2'', your sharp hazel eyes have a tendency to bring any man to their knees.

You're now on your flight back home from Spain. You packed light and are wearing a short skirt and a tank top with a jacket over top. Luckily, you got the window seat for the long flight, but unfortunately, you got sat next to a creepy businessman who is failing miserable to hide his quick peaks at your cleavage. "Wow", you think, "Either this guy hasn't seen a girl in ages or I'm not much of an ugly duckling anymore." Out of the corner of your eye you see a bulge in his pants begin to grow. Not soon after, your crotch starts to tingle. Knowing this man is getting hard by just looking at you is really starting to turn you on.

The captain then calls over the speakers, "Ladies and gentlemen were about to take off, please fasten your seat belts and get comfortable. We will be arriving in the United States in 9 hours."

"Damn 9 hours?", you think to yourself. "What am I going to do for 9 hours?"