Home to Kiko.

After quickly thinking it over, you decide that, though of your sexy, Japanese roommate dominate your thoughts. She’s very innocent and naïve and the challenge of corrupting her sends a thrill through your body. You feel humidity between your legs, and it’s a wonderful, new sensation. You can hardly wait to get back to your apartment, and explore your new body, as well as Kiko’s. You politely decline Carolyn’s invitation, saying that you have to get home and get some sleep after your shift.

Her face falls with disappointment, but she accepts your reasoning, and replies with a smile that it’s an open invitation, and she’ll look forward to you joining her and the others next time. As she turns and walks away, you watch her hips sway slowly back and forth and lick your lips, wondering if you’ve made the right choice, but then remember what’s waiting for you back at the apartment.

Kiko is uncharacteristically tall in contrast to the typical Japanese woman and stands about five foot ten. She has long, midnight black hair that’s very straight, and when she wears it down falls to her waist. Her features are delicate, with dark brown eyes, a slim nose, and full pouting lips. Searching Cyndi’s memories, you find that’s she’s not really happy that the hospital requires the nurses to wear the old style uniforms with the slightly ridiculous hats, crisp, white dresses with hemlines that end at mid-thigh, and white nylon stockings. The only allowance that’s been made for comfort and practicality is the shoes, which are sensible . Maybe if you get there quickly Kiko might still be in her uniform, or maybe you’ll catch her changing, and walking around the apartment in her bra, panties, and stockings. You feel a wave of dampness at your pussy at the thought, and rush out to the parking lot, and to your car.

After stretching the limits of the law to their length, you arrive at Cyndi’s apartment building , and rush to the entrance to the apartment. Unlocking the door, you push it open and call out to Cyndi’s room mate.

“Kiko?”

From her bedroom down the hallway, Kiko walks out into the living room to greet you / Cyndi. You smile, Kiko is wearing a silk kimono, she must be as you envisioned her however, because, at the edge of the kimono, you observe that Kiko is still wearing white nylon stockings on her legs. Carefully you calculate your next move…..