E-4 rattled the hose-in-a-can she was holding. "This one is empty" she proclaimed. E-4 had been a little too liberal spraying, but not to worry there was plenty more back at the hosiery shop. Without saying another word E-4 turned around and started to exit the shoe store.
E-6 groggily arose watching E-4 leaving. E-7 then spoke "We need more hose-in-a-can. We need to convert our customer." She motioned towards the back. Sure enough, there was a customer still in the back, oblivious to what had just occurred. Her back was turned and, a small frame with dark brown-red hair pulled back, wearing sweats with an earbud wire coming down from her ear.
E-6 walked to the shelf and picked up a pair of white ankle socks. "Prior to converting you, we converted most of the stock in this store." It looks like our customer could use some new socks before she tries on those shoes". E-7 nodded, and both E-6 and E-7 morphed their nylon faces back to their original and approached the customer.
"Can I help you find anything?" E-6 began as she had done hundred's of times before. The customer turned her head and pulled out her earbud. E-6 continued "You are welcome to try on any pairs you'd like, but we ask that you put on a clean pair of socks before hand."
"Oh, you work here" the customer said. With a smile she got up and outstretched her hand to offer a shake. "My name is..."
E-6 shoved the socks into her outstretched hand, and interrupted "You can keep the socks afterwards! Everyone is happier with clean socks."
"Thanks." The customer sat back down on the bench, and took her gym shoes and socks off. Trying not to cause a problem she quickly put the first sock on. She could feel it immediately, although it wasn't strong. She lingered a moment, and the put the other sock on. Another little jolt of pleasure. She stared off for a few seconds and then gathered her composure.
"These feel a little weird. Nice, but..." she cut herself off and felt a little embarrassed. She was definitely turned on right now, but why? She reached down and touched her socks again, and it felt good. Really good. Blushing she looked up, one again embarrassed in front of the sales clerk.
"Woah! You're wearing pantyhose!" the customer shouted upon seeing E-6. Why did I say that she thought. Her head turned and she caught glimpse of E-7 who had been silently watching the transition. "Oh you're wearing pantyhose too!" She continued to rub her sock as she stared. She was rewarded with a little burst of please as she thought: pantyhose are amazing.
