My name is Maki Sato. I'm a Japanese train engineer working in Tokyo's metropolitan area. At thirty years old, I have the body of a woman that is strong and powerful, with hips that are broad and curves that invite the touch.
As I walk through the station platforms during my daily commute to work, I am often stopped by men who cannot help but stare at me as I walk past them in my train engineer's uniform. The way they look at me makes me feel like a work of art, something that is both beautiful and powerful.
But when I get home from a long day of work, there's nothing I enjoy more than slipping out of my uniform and into comfortable pajamas. The feeling of the soft fabric against my skin as I walk to the kitchen to make dinner is one of pure bliss, especially after a long day of dealing with demanding passengers. And sometimes, when I feel like letting loose, I love to slip on something even more comfortable – nothing at all. There's something so liberating about being nude in your own home, feeling free and untethered from the strict social norms that govern my life as a train engineer.
