Ms. Greene walked into the gym and to the small office area where Ms. Peterson was sitting at a desk by spare equipment. Ms. Greene's black nylons swished against her skirt as she walked towards Ms. Peterson. As her heels clicked to a stop she looked at the woman in a track suit and was feeling glad about the transformation which would be in Ms. Petersons future.
Ms. Peterson turned around and smiled. "Ms. Greene? You wanted to talk to me right? What did you want to talk about?"
"I'm here to talk to you about the changes in school policy." Ms. Greene said. She took a seat and slipped her heels off.
Pulling out a chart of policy paragraphs and sliding next to Ms. Peterson, she said, "Read these over for me."
"Pantyhose with uniforms? In this weather? That's..." Ms. Peterson started as Ms. Greene started rubbing her foot up the leg of Ms. Peterson, against her tall socks. "What... Are you doing...ms Greene..."
Ms. Petersons socks morphed into tan nylons, and began climbing up her legs. "I agree. They must wear nylons...they...what am I saying? This is crazy! I obey. I- no! Help me so- I need high heels. I must wear clothes to accent my hose. I must give my mind and soul to my pantyhoooooooose." Her eyes filled with light and her hose glowed as her essence became absorbed by her new tan pantyhose. "I am nylon. I obey."
"My girls will become absorbed by pairs of pantyhose. Then the cheer squad will begin recruiting girls." Ms. Peterson said as she stripped out of her track suit and took the skirt sweater and heels from Ms Greene.
"Stage one complete. Next stage: Principle Speck." Ms Greene said. "To ensure a dress code of hose."
