Jim was struggling against the bombardment of spray from his attackers.
"No-what's happening..." He said, before the nylon covered his arms and legs. His manish form struggled as the nylons became skintight on their host. They sensed he was not appropriate for the enslaving fabric, and prepared to make changes. "Beginning conversion to target market." He said, before trying to shout "Oh god wha-" and grunting as his body contorted. He pulled his shirt open as his body became compressed, and breasts bloomed below it.
"Aghhahhhh..." He said as his legs shrunk and hips shifted under the pants. "What's happening to my mind..."
Nylon C-1 walked over, "Volunteer Female template has arrived."
C-1 put her hands on his head and he went silent. Blinking his eyes glowed from below the nylon as his head shrank a little and hair changed blonde. After a few minutes of transformation, a blonde woman in baggy clothes covered head to toes in black nylon and stood up saying "Nylon enslavement complete. I am now Nylon C-2. I must get new clothing."
C-2 stripped off the baggy clothing and walked naked with C-1 in search of proper clothes for the new female slave.
E-2 and E-3 had changed into black skirts and blue blouses, and were still holding cans of nylon spray.
"We are now good nylon employees." They said, showing off the new name tags reading Ally and Sara, their former identities, with employee numbers 2 and 3 in subscript. Their hair still looked the same for a moment, before the nylon threads enveloped their ponytails and the ponytail hair styles melted away into short professional bobs to match E-1's. Even the employees bodies looked the same under their nylon shells, identical to E-1 in everyway.
"We are now uniformed." They said in unison.
"Sell lots of nylonizing socks, and nylon spray anyone you get a chance to fellow employees." E-1 said. "I need to take care of the rest of the staff."
