John looked down at the two pair of sheer pantyhose that had once been Ray and Ellen. Peering in to the bag, he could see the dim outline of each of his victim's faces on the panty section of the hose. He could just make out the imprint of the gauzy mouths moving over and over again
"We are nylon, we serve, we are nylon, we serve..."
John smiled, his misfire on Ellen was regrettable but he would make good use of her life force. Just then he heard a car door slam shut. Peeking out through the crack in the curtains he saw that one of his neighbors from downstairs, Meg, had just gotten home. Meg was a college student at the local university who had just moved off campus with several of her friends. 20 years old, pretty, with long blond hair and a nice medium build, Meg and her friends were pretty little spoiled brats. John did not really care for her personally, but looking her over, she would make a fine nylon slave.
"OK Ray, do my bidding"
The tan nylons that had once been ray began to shimmer as they moved and slid out of the bag. Falling to the floor the silky hose began to slink along the carpet like a translucent silk worm.
"Bring me Meg"
The hose paused and then made there way to a heater vent along the floor. The sheer hose squeezed through the slits in the vent, disappearing from site. John looked out the the window again, Meg was making her way to the door. Long tan legs disappeared underneath a short white skirt. Looking at the bare legs John smiled, that would be the last time she went out like that. As the door below opened and shut, John waited patiently. Suddenly there was scream and then he could hear Meg through the floorboards below.
"Oh my god, what is that, pantyhose?? It, It's alive, get away from me..."
