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"... Yes Mom... yes Mom, of course I will. I love you too. Give Dad my love. Yes, Mom, I'll let you know just as soon as I hear anything. Love you, Bye."
Mioki Tanaka smiled gently as she replaced the receiver in its cradle. Her Mother was, of course, concerned that Mioki had yet to find a regular job. Since moving to San Francisco she had worked as a waitress and part time secretary to support herself while in art school, but even with the financial help from her parents, expenses were going to be tight and so she had been seeking a job which would give her a greater number of hours to help meet those expenses.So far her job hunting had proven fruitless. She could stay on at the restaurant in the meanwhile, but she simply needed a job with better pay.
The young woman was tired after an evening shift at the restaurant and she had class first thing in the morning, so she started drawing her bath and disrobed. The twenty-one year old was indeed a singularly beautiful woman. Her body was small at barely five feet, but curvaceous, her breasts small, a common feature of woman of Asian decent, but high and firm. Her shapely hips and legs were accentuated by her trim ankles and small feet. Her long flowing black hair was a compliment to the high cheekbones and sparkling, brown, almond shaped eyes. Her face was radiant with all the classic features which gave her the physical appearance of a true Asian beauty.
Mioki was, however, American through and through. Born and raised on a farm in the Western U.S., her upbringing could not have been more stars and stripes and apple pie, her parents only real concession to their Asian heritage being to keep traditional Japanese names for their children. Her great grandparents had been interned at the beginning of World War II. Relocation camp life was not easy, but after the war, they simply stayed, bought some land with their meager savings and settled. Instead of bitterness, her great grandparents focused on opportunity, continued to acquire land as their resources allowed and wound up with a profitable, if modest cattle business (Her grandfather used to kid her that they were the only Japanese cowboys in existence). The ranch had been passed down to each succeeding generation. Her younger brother now helped their parents work the ranch, which he stood to eventually inherit.
Her high school career had been marked by happiness, cheerleading and being named class Valedictorian. She had attended junior college where a required class in fine arts had kindled her interest in painting. After finishing with a 3.85 grade point average she had informed her parents of her interest in becoming an artist. They were, of course, disappointed that she would be leaving, but supported her in pursuing her dream and so she had moved to San Francisco enrolling in the art institute and taking the modest apartment near the campus.
Mioki was almost totally inexperienced with sex. A virgin, she had dated a few times in high school, but her strict upbringing combined with her own focus on academic accomplishments had resulted in friendships but little more. Twice she had engaged in some mild petting but the sensuality which she innocently aroused in the boys who dated her had not yet awakened in the young girl. This continued through college. Curiosity and the encouragement of some girl friends had led to her trying masturbation, but while the immediate sensation was pleasant, she had failed to orgasm and so she had put her physical needs aside and focused on her passion to paint.
As she eased into the warm, soothing water, her eyes closed and she was soon nearly asleep, her mind deliciously fogged by the comfort of the water and her own fatigue.
It was in such a state that she first heard the voices, words indistinct but painting mental images which played out in her mind.
The incubus and succubus were again at work. Invisible, their whisperings, just below the level of consciousness, were nevertheless capable of inducing powerful images in the mind of the young, unaware woman.
Mioki found herself walking down a crowded city street. As she walked she noticed that everyone, both men and women, was suddenly attracted to her as she walked by. In embarrassment she looked down to see if she were improperly dressed, yet despite the fact that the outfit she wore was strange to her, it was only slightly less modest than what she normally wore. But as she continued, people were now stopping to look as she passed by. Her momentary discomfort was quickly replaced, however, as she began to study their expressions and found only pleasure, admiration and acceptance on their faces. She realized it was her physical appearance they found so appealing and as her initial discomfort quickly faded, she began to actually enjoy the attention. Suddenly she found herself in high heels which made her hips swing sensuously as she walked and she felt their admiring glances even after she had passed by. She looked down to see her dress had somehow shortened. Mioki had never worn dresses above the knee yet her hemline was now half way up her thigh. Yet the looks were now, if anything, more adoring, more accepting than before. She felt the bodice tighten and conform to her hips and breasts. The top of the dress which had been at her neck was now creeping downward and her nipples were beginning to show clearly through the skin tight material. Yet while she knew she should feel embarrassment, she strangely felt none. These complete strangers were obviously enjoying her physical beauty and while realizing that her outfit was now far from modest, Mioki was enjoying the "ohs" and "ahs" as she passed. As she walked, she found herself reveling in the attention she was receiving and also discovered that the shorter and more revealing her garment became, the more rapt the attention she received. As she wished her skirt was just a bit shorter to reveal more of her legs to her admirers, the hem did indeed recede another two inches. She then focused her attention on her neckline which reshaped itself to reveal almost half of her breasts. She bit her lip momentarily as she wondered whether these admirers would accept as beautiful, such modest sized breasts, yet the crowd now parted and lined both sides of the sidewalk to allow her to pass so they might cast their eyes on the amorous beauty which paraded before them. It was then that Mioki realized that it was she who controlled the transformation of her clothes. It was she who was choosing to alter her clothing so she could be admired even more. As she continued, she willed her bra away and instantly her breasts were free and bouncing sensuously as she walked, barely covered by the even lower dipping neckline. She smiled as they now applauded, appreciative of her display. A single thought and her hem was now at her nest, her black panties showing slightly as she walked. The thought ran through her mind how naughty she was being, yet they all seemed so pleased, even enthralled to see her reveal her body that she could not deny them. The crowds were now filling both sides of the sidewalk fighting for a chance to see her. Their cheers and applause resounded in her ears along with the admiration of the men and envy of the women. They are so appreciative, she thought, and my body is obviously so pleasing to them, perhaps I should just show them everyth..."
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