From one side to the next, Amanda tries to find an escape. But all she sees is several pairs of the devious fabric blocking her path. Seas of "Join us!" "Obey the nylon!" "obey the bliss" haunt her. She shakes her head in resistance, "No! I won't join you! You're insane, this is..."
Amanda's speech is cut off when Maria suddenly leaps onto her face. The cotton gusset of Maria covering Amanda's face. The nylon legs wrapping around Amanda's head. Amanda struggles to remove the nylon embrace, but then other pairs of pantyhose grab her arms and pull them away to her sides. "There, there," the Maria hose cooed telepathically, "it won't take too long to become pantyhose now."
