Lisa struggled as much as she could against the restraints but it was useless at this point. The energy cascading over her was already working too fast to be stopped.
Black nylon fabric began to form over her toes and hands, crawling across her legs, under her shorts.
The sheer fabric's softness enveloped her lower half as her cries became coos.
"Ooooh..." She said, the soft fabrics moving silently over her stomach and arms, then under her t-shirt and bra.
The Nylonizer's energy rippled across her body, transforming flesh and coating her in its silky mesh. As she became entranced by the feelings moving across her, the nylon skin reached her head, and began crawling over her chin.
She snapped out of her trance and said, "Oh god, what is this doi-" before the mesh silenced her, enveloping her face and covering the last of her exposed skin. She twitched for a moment or two more before it completely erased her personality and independence, and Lisa the girl was no more.
Lisa the nylon slave stood up from the chair as her restraints were released. "This one is now nylon. She obeys John. She will do what she is told."
Some evidence of Lisa was still there, her beautiful brown hair formed a curtain around the anonymous blank nylon face, and her t-shirt and shorts were still worn atop the nylon skin.
"What is your order, master?" Lisa asked.
She is perfect, John thought, and she is just the first.
John was eager to get started...but Lisa did ask for an order...
