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Planetoid
- Joined
- Jul 4, 2011
Hikari was your typical asian-american sophomore in high school. She had a strong educated mind from hours upon hours of studying, had a gift for artistry and would take time from her schedule to paint portraits of life from time to time, and struggled to support herself ever since being declared an independent from an abusive household three years ago by working various jobs. At the age of fiffteen, preparing to turn sixteen, the young woman had seen enough of the hard life to understand that college was going to be the most important thing she could hope to achieve; however, with only being able to scrap up enough to survive off of it was becoming more of a distant dream day by day. Popular, sought after, shy, beautiful...she was everything those around her imagined an independent young woman should be like with a soft, sociable personality. Despite her difficulties, Hikari was perfect in all ways but one, Hikari was actually a boy named Hikaru who was currently sitting in his apartment reading over the classifieds.
A few years back he had started to pick up the habit of cross-dressing, and was beginning to realize he actually enjoyed the slender, feminine appearance he held. It helped to back up his nurturing, shy, and often naive personality; when he was declared emancipated, he learned quickly that people were more willing to offer 'Hikari' a break than Hikaru and never once doubted his change. Currently he found a help wanted add for a live-in maid that would pay an obscene amount of money, enough where he could afford the college of his dreams. Not a moment later, Hikari decided to give a call to the number listed and was given an interview later that evening.
Hikari would remove the blue kimono like dress 'she' had bought earlier that year for a maid cosplay outfit, deciding it worked on 'her' charms. A small smile crossed the boy's lips as he worked himself into the silk fabric as well as a cute, frilly, navy mini skirt that hid just enough to keep his manhood hidden. When seven o' clock rolled around, the blue-haired, snow-faired complexion, of a girl would be found arriving at the estate for the maid position. Ushered in, Hikari gave a small curtsy, leaving the head butler flustered before being sent to the young master's room for the interview.
Opening the door, a small smile, nervous as it was, fell on those pale lips as he entered. "Ohyao, I-I'm Hikari, and I'm the...girl you spoke to on the phone. "
A few years back he had started to pick up the habit of cross-dressing, and was beginning to realize he actually enjoyed the slender, feminine appearance he held. It helped to back up his nurturing, shy, and often naive personality; when he was declared emancipated, he learned quickly that people were more willing to offer 'Hikari' a break than Hikaru and never once doubted his change. Currently he found a help wanted add for a live-in maid that would pay an obscene amount of money, enough where he could afford the college of his dreams. Not a moment later, Hikari decided to give a call to the number listed and was given an interview later that evening.
Hikari would remove the blue kimono like dress 'she' had bought earlier that year for a maid cosplay outfit, deciding it worked on 'her' charms. A small smile crossed the boy's lips as he worked himself into the silk fabric as well as a cute, frilly, navy mini skirt that hid just enough to keep his manhood hidden. When seven o' clock rolled around, the blue-haired, snow-faired complexion, of a girl would be found arriving at the estate for the maid position. Ushered in, Hikari gave a small curtsy, leaving the head butler flustered before being sent to the young master's room for the interview.
Opening the door, a small smile, nervous as it was, fell on those pale lips as he entered. "Ohyao, I-I'm Hikari, and I'm the...girl you spoke to on the phone. "