Lisa moved to sit down in to the supposed massage chair. As she sat her slid her bare, muscular calves between the pads of the chair she kicked off her flip flops putting her small feet at the base of the nylonizer.
"OK, I'm ready John, you can start the, hey..."
As she rested her arms on the massage unit, metal bands snapped around her wrists, ankles and neck. She tried to cry out, but the band around her neck kept her silent. John smiled as he flipped the switch on the rear of the Nylonizer.
"What is happening to me??? John, what have you done???"
"Just relax Lisa" John smirked, "In seconds you will be a mindless nylon slave"
"A nylon slave, what are you talking about, noooooooo..."
Lisa's voice trailed off as the energy from the Nylonizer began to wash over her body.
