A hirsute woman in bra and microskirt on high speed train

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The train rumbled down the tracks, carrying its cargo of passengers to their destinations. Amidst the crowded carriage, one woman stood out - a 40-year-old with a most striking appearance.

Her hair was short and medium brown, but it was her body that truly caught attention. She wore black cotton lingerie that hugged her slender figure in all the right places, accentuating her D-cup breasts and perky backside. A plaid bra peeked out from beneath her black lace top, adding a touch of playfulness to her overall ensemble.

But what really made her stand out was her hair - or rather, her complete lack thereof. Not that she didn't have any hair at all, but rather that it seemed to grow everywhere else except where you'd expect it to. Her arms and legs were covered in thick, dark fur, making her look like a walking forest. And if you looked closely, you could see tendrils of hair sticking out from beneath the hem of her pink microskirt.

The woman herself seemed oblivious to all this attention, lost in her own thoughts as she gazed out the window at the passing countryside. Her pale skin glistened with sweat, and her round face wore an innocent expression that belied the secrets hidden beneath the surface.

As the train continued on its journey, the woman's hairy appearance only became more pronounced. The soft breeze whipping through the carriage sent loose hairs flying in all directions, making it seem like she was shedding fur everywhere she went. Her arm hair and leg hair were thick and dark, framing her pale skin like a border of nightshade.

But perhaps the most striking thing about this woman was her pubic hair. Thick, dark strands poked out from beneath her microskirt, hanging loose and untamed like a wild beast. It seemed to defy all reason and decorum, yet at the same time, it only added to her allure.

The train rumbled on through the evening darkness, carrying its furry passenger towards who-knew-where. As she stood there, lost in thought, it was hard not to wonder what secrets lay hidden beneath that innocent face - and what might happen if anyone dared to uncover them...