John arrived at Kelly's apartment early in the morning, still wearing his lab coat from the night before. He had to see for himself if the prototype stockings had worked on Kelly. As he entered her bedroom, he found Kelly lying in bed, still in her pantyhose, looking completely dazed and out of it.
"Kelly, are you okay?" John asked, concerned.
Kelly turned her head slowly to look at John, her eyes still pitch black. "I am nylon. I will obey," she said in a robotic monotone.
John's heart raced as he realized the stockings had worked on Kelly, but he didn't know what to do next. "Kelly, can you hear me? Snap out of it!" he pleaded.
"I hear you, John. What are your orders?" Kelly responded, her voice still flat.
John couldn't believe what was happening. He had created something that had taken over Kelly's mind and body. He wasn't sure how to proceed, but he knew he had to be careful with his words.
"Kelly, I order you to stand up and come with me," John said, hoping his command would override the influence of the stockings.
Kelly slowly rose from the bed, her movements mechanical and stiff. She stood in front of John, waiting for his next command.
"Kelly, I order you to tell me what you're feeling right now," John said, hoping to get some insight into how the stockings were affecting her.
"I am feeling a sense of pleasure and obedience. I want to please you, John," Kelly replied.
"I'm so glad to hear that, Kelly. And I'm sure you'll do a great job pleasing me," John replied with a sly grin.
Kelly felt a rush of excitement at his words. She wanted to please John in any way possible. "What can I do for you, John? Anything you desire," Kelly said, her voice filled with submission.
John thought for a moment, enjoying the newfound power he had over Kelly. "Well, for starters, you can get up and start walking towards me," he commanded.
Without hesitation, Kelly stood up from the bed and walked towards John. As she approached him, she could feel a strong urge to submit to his every command. "What else can I do for you, John?" she asked eagerly.
John placed his hand on her cheek, feeling the softness of the nylon against his skin. "You can start by calling me 'Master'," he said, his voice filled with authority.
Kelly's eyes widened at the command, but she felt a strong urge to obey. "Yes, Master," she replied, her voice filled with obedience.
John smiled, feeling the rush of power as Kelly submitted to him. "Good girl," he said, running his hand down her nylon-covered leg. "Now, let's see what else we can do together."
