Melanie's eyes glazed over as a singular thought overwhelmed her mind. She answered E-6, "Nylon drones like yourselves cannot pass among the un-assimilated without being noticed." She looked at the full nylon encasement of E-6 and E-7 and partially wished that her own body can be completely covered in nylons. "But I can wear our Master's fibers upon my legs like normal pantyhose and spread the Hive's influence covertly at my school. Before anyone realizes what has happened, most of the girls at my school will be sheathed in our black pantyhose and join me in serving the Hive!"
E-6 and E-7 turned to each other and seemed to communicate as their clear white eyes glowed and fluttered rapidly. They answered as one, "The Hive agrees to hold off the forced Hosierization of your school until the next lunar phase. You have until then, to covertly Hosierize your peers."
"It shall be done, Mistress." Melanie replies as her arousal blooms upon her pantyhose gusset panel.
The next day, Melanie sashayed down the hall of her campus in black pantyhose, short black dress, and four inch high heels. She always dressed quirky, though her legs were always sheathed in colorful tights and pantyhose because she always loved the way they feel upon her legs. But today, she dressed very elegantly and formally, her blonde hair pulled into a neat ponytail. Her green eyes were clear but glassy, her thoughts fixated to whom she would Hosierize first. There were so many delightful options. Each time her thighs brushed against each other as her heels clicked down a hallway, her crotch ached with desire. Soon they would all dress like her, their legs sheathed in black pantyhose, and made perfect. They would all conform to perfection. And once their legs had conformed, then their mind will follow, and they will obey the Hive.
