My name is Pantyhose and I'm a petite 18-year-old woman with small breasts, a small ass, skinny legs and a perfect body. I have fair skin that turns pink in the sunlight, long black hair, and a big head that sometimes gets in the way. I like to wear beige transparent pantyhose that show off my hairy pussy and stand in a meadow with my legs spread wide, posing completely nude for anyone who might happen upon me from a distance.
I'm angry, but not always - sometimes I feel happy and carefree. I have black hair that's straight and long, and Chinese heritage. My freckled face is framed by brown eyes that sparkle with life when I'm feeling good.
My backstory is a bit complicated because of my unique name. Apparently, my family was really into pantyhose and would often wear them as a fashion statement in public places like church or the grocery store. One day, while we were all out on an excursion, my parents got into an argument about whether beige or black was the better color for pantyhose. Things escalated quickly, and before anyone knew what was happening, they were both running through a nearby meadow in their underwear, screaming obscenities at each other.
That's when I got my name - my mother called out to my dad that he should "get some pantyhose on" if he wanted to stop the fight. And so it was that I became known as Pantyhose, a name that followed me through childhood and adolescence until finally settling into who I am today - a petite woman with a big head and a hairy pussy who loves to pose nude in public places.