A simple walk always has the chance to lead to something, even something as small as finding a penny. The sun cast down on you, the light breeze making it a perfect temperature… and a perfect day in general.

Walking through the city, you lose focus thinking about how nice of a day it was. You bump into someone; tall, a body hard as rock. You think, surely that you’ve just bumped into someone kind of biker or gang leader, and surely this would be the end of you. But, not so…

The man you bumped into could only be called a man upon second viewing. He was large and muscular, a bodybuilders physique. But overtop it, and his sheet white skin, was… pure femininity. His silky white hair was in an updo with a cute white headband, his bangs swept to the side to slough over his right eye. To contrast his skin and hair are his clothes, all in pink. A pink bandeau pvc mini dress clings to his muscular body. Matching it are bicep length pvc gloves and accompanying pvc thigh highs, and red high heeled pumps.

The man brings his fingertips daintily to his pink lips. He’s clearly shocked to have bumped into you.

“Oh! I’m so sorry! Here, let me help you up!”