Endow Tsunami

An orange haired young man with silver eyes woke up with a start. He looked down at his lean body to see it was sullied with sexual discharges. Looking around he asked seeing framed pictures of himself with other people, "Where am I?"

The young man stood up as he saw a wallet and opened it to see his picture. He read out loud with confusion, "Endow Tsunami? Hmm, this says that its my work I.D. So, I have a job at some factory called 'Spirit Spectacular'."

Endow looked at the picture on his desk. It showed a picture of people that he must have been close with. The naked A-cup girl with white hair made Endow do a take back. He looked at his mostly female 'friends' and his one male 'friend'. His male 'friend' in the picture was wearing a tight shirt while flexing his muscles in the torn shirt.

Endow decided to look in his closet for some clothes. Finding a white shirt and orange short sleeve button up shirt he decided that they were the best to wear. His silver eyes found a pair of crotchless slacks. All his slacks were like this just in different colors and they were a little tight making his butt more defined. He remembered in the picture that his male 'friend' had wore a kilt guessing that it was normal for guys to let their junk hang out.

As he put on his clothes buttoning his pants and letting his prick hang between his legs. He noticed that his shadow had a woman's face in it. She had long white hair that curled at the end and had a right side tail that was wavy. Her pink iris eyes were shaped like hearts making him double take. As he looked behind him from the mirror he saw that there was nothing behind him.

Sighing he said as he walked out of his room, "Great, not only can I not remember anything but I can see things that aren't there."

Endow exited his room to see the living room and kitchen. Laying on the couch was a lazy looking woman who had a book in one hand. This lazy woman has almond-shaped yellow eyes. Her silky, straight, red hair was worn in a style that reminded Endow of a pair of horns. She was short and had an angular build, taking up only half the couch with her knees up and her neck rest on the arm of the couch making her probably 4 foot 11. Her black ebony skin was barely covered by her unusual tank top made of scarlet leather that only covered her nipples and the red fishnet stockings she wore had a garret belt having a red arrow point to her pussy.

Endow said to the woman as her breasts was on display, "Do you mind if I sit on the couch?"

The girl shrugged her shoulders to him, "Sure, I don't care. By the way, Endow, you should address me by my name, you know Rejanee?"

Endow nodded as her replied to her nervously, "Uh, yeah, sorry Rejanee."

Rejanee sniffed the air as she said with disgust, "Geez Endow, don't you get enough of that at work? Did you really have to rub out some here?"

Endow thinking that she smelled the mysterious sexual discharges said with a nervous laugh like he had been caught, "Uh, sorry about that."