"Sherry, Sherry, are you OK?"
John stared at this sister who stared blankly ahead. Now he knew it was true, staring down at dainty feet once covered in white cotton, now ten small toes peaked out through sheer tan nylon. John walked over in disbelief, falling to his knees he reached over and felt the sheer tan fabric covering her feet. He unbuttoned her jeans and there, underneath, a silky tan waistband. As he pulled, Sherry's flesh moved with it. Sherry and the nylon were bonded together.
"Oh my god Sherry, what have I done, can you hear me"
Sherry looked down at her brother smiling
"of course master, I am your nylon slave, I can hear you, I must obey you"
How would he explain this to his parent, his mother would be home... Oh no, his mother. Just then she came through the door.
"Hi kids, I'm home, how was your day. John, what are you doing? Sherry, Sherry, are you OK? Are you wearing pantyhose???"
The orb burst out of the box and moved towards John's mother...
