James's car plows through yet another small snow bank on the road as he continues to drive towards the nearest town. The weather has turned quickly and it is all James can do to keep his 4 door sedan on the road. Finally, he sees the lights of the town and carefully pulls off the interstate. He is not alone in his pursuit of shelter as every motel save one has their no vacancy signs up. James goes to the last one with available rooms. He stands in line behind a trio of professionally dressed women. They are all wearing business skirt suits paired with heels and pantyhose.
The woman in front of him is wearing a forest green jacket and skirt. She has a white blouse under the jacket and is wearing 2 inch closed toe heels that match the color of her skirt and jacket. All these items in their own right are stunning to look at. But, it is her long, tone legs that has caught his eye. The perfect stems are adorned with beautiful suntan pantyhose that glisten just right when hit by the lobby's lights.
The woman in front of him gets her room key and James steps to the counter to do the same. "I am so sorry," the clerk says," we are now fully booked."
"I see," James replies, "do you know of any other lodging in town?"
"Sorry," the clerk answers, "I am afraid everyone is full."
James turns away from the desk and begins to walk towards the door. Then, he feels a soft hand gently grab his shoulder from behind. He turns to see it is the red haired haired beauty that had been in front of him in line. "If you want," she says, we could share my room. I had to max a card to cover the full cost. If you want, we could have the clerk split the cost between us. i won't be maxed out and you will have a place to stay."
"Are you sure," James asks, "after all, I am a stranger to you."
"I am sure," she replies, "I can read people, and I can tell you are a good person. Plus, I wouldn't want anyone to have to go back out there tonight."
James nods and accepts the offer. As they walk to their room, they formally introduce themselves. "I'm James by the way."
"It is nice to meet you James, " the woman replies, "My name is Victoria."
"A town called Lake Springs about 100 miles south of here. I work in advertising and I was on my way back from a meeting with a potential client in Twin City.
"That is so funny," Victoria replies as she unlocks the room and they walk in. "I was in Twin City too. A few friends of mine convinced me to go to a female empowerment seminar up there. I would have roomed with them and gave you this one, but, they had already doubled up."
Victoria sits on one of the beds, slips off her heels and lays back. As she positions herself on the bed, her silky, suntan hose catch the light and James's attention. his eyes glance up and down her nylon clad legs. In the corner of his eye, James sees Victoria turn her head away from the TV Channel Guide.
She smiles as her roomie turns his head away. "I was going to ask what you would like to watch. But, it seems you found something already."
James opens his mouth t apologize for staring. But, Victoria stops him, "It's alright, I find it very flattering. So, tell me James, what drew your eyes to my legs?"
"Well," James replies, half embarrassed, "to be honest, it is the nylons. I have always loved to look of a woman's legs in nylon and these days it is a rare sight."
"Surly you see a number of women wearing nylons in your line of work."
"Not really," James replies, shocked that a woman is talking this openly about the subject with him. "Our firm, as well as many others have a very relaxed dress code. Most women wear pants, leggings, or go bare leg."
Victoria begins to slowly rub her hosed legs across one another. This quickly grabs James's attention and she adds to her motion by flexing her silky suntan feet up and down. James goes silent as he is drawn into the sight.
"I have to be honest with you James, " Victoria says as continues to rub her legs and flex her feet. "The seminar was I attended was so much more than a simple female empowerment thing. Yes, we learned that women are strong and independent. But, the speaker also showed us how to reach our full potential as women."
"H...How is that?" James says in a soft tone, his gave fixed on the suntan beauty of Victoria's legs and feet.
"Nylon," Victoria replies, 'The speaker told us the way to our full feminine potential was with nylon. She said the seminar's dress code of business attire and nylon was a way to get us ready for our transformation.
"Transformation?
"Yes James, transformation. The speaker pulled back a curtain and a trio of glowing, basketball sized green orbs emerged and positioned themselves above the audience. We were al in shock, but no one could move. We were held in place, our eyes transfixed on the orbs, Just as your eyes are on my hosed legs.
"Yes," James mutters in monotone, "can't look away."
"The orbs," Victoria continues, "fused us with our hose and perfected any flaws we may have had. Women with too small and large of breasts shrunk and or grew to perfect double d's. Our body mass made perfect, our hair glossy and gorgeous. We became perfect nylon women. Tasked by our new mistress to covert all other women and men into the same."
"Perfect nylon," James drones as his eyes gloss over.
"indeed," Victoria replies, "Now, stand up and remove your clothes.
James does as he is told, exposing his rock hard cock that has become double it's normal size.
"Good boy," Victoria purrs as she stands from her bed. "Lie back down."
James obeys the command and is then straddled by Victoria. Not once in this whole process has James's gaze left Victoria's silky suntan legs and feet. The hosed vixen then lowers herself onto Jame's throbbing, hard shaft. They both let out a moan as they begin to movie in unison. Victoria rocks back and forth while James thrusts up and down accordingly. As they fuck, suntan nylon spreads from Victoria's hose fused pussy. First it covers Jame's cock, then spreads to the rest of his body. Both of them climax as the nylon completes over Jame's face. His breathing then becomes shallow and Victoria dismounts. She smiles while admiring the sight before her. James is encased in suntan cocoon that is shifting and moving on his still body. His hard shaft is still tenting beneath the cocoon but seems to be shrinking in size.
"All will become perfect nylon women."
