Rachel lays there, huffing and puffing next to a sleeping John. It all begins to hit her. The sex with tenants, which her father told her explicitly not to do. The whole nylon thing, which is kinda weird. But really, the thing that hits her the most was the whole "Sara is too busy to serve your nylon needs" thing. "Am I homewrecker now?" the entirely too young land lord thinks aloud. She really didn't even find John that attractive. Plus, he was old enough to be her dad. In fact, Rachel wasn't even straight. She was a full on lesbian, who was awakened in college. She had her eye on Kara, John's teenage daughter. She practically counted down the days until Kara had turned 18, a couple months back. It was just so weird that she was suddenly heterosexual. And now that she's paying attention, what about this nylon?
Rachel gets up, and walks to the bathroom. From the neck down, she's covered in black nylon. Moreover, it's made changes to her body. Her breasts, lovely C-cups, had been inflated to DD cups. No hint of sag to them, they stand upright. But they have no nipples, no aerolae on them. Just nylon covering them. Her waist is compact, and the nylon smoothed over her belly button. Her hips had expanded as well, giving her a killer hourglass shape. She tries to take off the nylon, but it has fused to her skin. In a panic, she gathers her clothes and begins to head out when Kara opens the door.
