Hiding in Kelly's storage room, John watched as Tom arrived. At first he didn't notice Kelly's nylon clad legs beneath robe she'd thrown on. Upon getting a greeting kiss from his girlfriend, Tom was made aware when Kelly lightly guided his hand to her hose clad waist though the robe's loosely tied front. "That's hot," Tom said as they parted from the kiss.
"Yes," Kelly replied, "they are so soft...so silky...so sexy."
"For sure," Tom agreed as he playfully untied Kelly's robe. "But, I also think we need to make a space for my, ummm."
Kelly smiled, "no need to damage these sexy nylons, follow me." Pulling away, Kelly sauntered into the bedroom with Tom close behind. Letting the robe fall, Kelly crawled onto bed and beckoned with a finger for Tom to join her. In mirroring fashion to John before, Tom removed his pants and boxers, revealing a hard throbbing cock.
As he got to the foot of the bed, Kelly wrapped her silky black feet around Tom's cock. He stood, enjoying the foot job as it prompted more growth and a desire that he'd never felt before. As drips of pre cum fell onto Kelly's nylon feet, the nylon changed the sexual fluids into a few threads of black fabric that strung back to tom's cock like gooey cheese. Unablke to hold back his lust. Tom brushed kelly's feet aside, mounted her on the bed and drove him self deep between her legs. A look of confusion and excitement filled Tom's face as instead of his punching through or breaking the fabric as he planned, his cock entered a nylon lined pussy.
"Holy shit!" is all he could get out between escalating moans and cries of pleasure.
"That's right baby!" Kelly cried out amid her own lustful sounds, "fuck my nylon pussy!"
In the doorway, John's own cock grew in reaction to what he was witnessing. "Easy," he said to his growing tool, "that would not end well for us."
Back on the bed, more and more black fibers shifted from more and more juices seeped in anticipation of a thunderous climax that filled Kelly's nylon pussy with hot, creamy cum. However, it did not stay that way for long as alien nanites from the hose changed the sexual cream into black fabric that spread across Tom's lower half. Like Kelly before, this resulted in cries and moans of pleasure as the nylon shaped, formed and fused to Tom's lower half. A second climax sent Tom flopping over to the other side of the bed. His eyes clamped shit for a few moments as he convulsed. Then, they popped open, into a blank, empty stare. "I am nylon, I obey."
In the doorway, John's pants and boxers lay in a heap on the floor as he stood, had cock in hand stroking at the sight. "N...No..I...I can't."
Tom and Kelly bot sat up and spoke in unison, "sure you can John, cum and join us."
