Melanie stood for a moment, eyes faraway, brow furrowed in thought.
E-6 and E-7 looked at one another and asked silent questions in the way hiveminds can. They were confused, but curious. The hivemind was young, and still learning. It knew it was evolving and couldn't account for all variables, at least not until it was stronger and smarter. This, however, was... difficult to look at. Since its very begining, the hivemind had one imperative: to convert others into Nylon. That had translated into a quiet and brutal efficiency that aimed to assimilate as fast and hard as possible. This, however, was extremely different: slow conversion of a mind and body. This girl, Melanie, wasn't all nylon. They couldn't hear her voice in the hivemind, but they could... feel her. As if she had a direct line of communication with them but couldn't access it like they did.
"Unit, elaborate on your emotions." E-7 said.
Melanie shook her head and turned to look at the two nylon drones. "Oh, sorry about that. I was wondering why men are not allowed to wear pantyhose. I mean, it IS the best thing in the world." She looked off in the distance. "Hmm... nylon-cock," She whispered under her breath. "I think I'll have to show some men that they MUST wear pantyhose."
E-7 and E-6 looked at each other in the drone equivalent of an eye-roll. "Unit. Elaborate on emotions. Nylon must know what you are." They said in unison.
Melanie turned to them, standing at attention. "I am a lover of pantyhose. I love it so much I will BECOME nylon." She said. "My mission is to obliterate my personality, become nylon. And to help nylon spread." She paused for a second, an expression of deep thought coming over her face. "But... wait, no. I am... Melanie, yes? So... I am Melanie and I am... not nylon - not yet. So, I am an agent?" She looked up to the drones, feeling a powerful jolt of pleasure from her covered pussy at looking at the vision of perfection. "I... I am Melanie, and I obey Nylon."
Melanie suddenly gasped, her legs giving under her own weight. She slumped to the floor, breathing hard and fast. Her hand quickly went into her pantyhose, under her nylon thong and began to play with herself. "I obey nylon. I want to be nylon. I will be HAPPY when I am nylon. I will be happier as nylon. I will help nylon. Nylon must triumph. I will erase my OWN personality to NYLON!".
E-7 and E-6 looked at the strange occurance, with sattisfaction. The Hivemind wanted to see this play out.
