Helene made it back to the lobby of her apartment building where she paused, hopefully out of the pu
Helene made it back to the lobby of her apartment building where she paused, hopefully out of the public eye… Already the Pearlyhose had completely encased her, flowing underneath her clothes over her head and down her arms even covering her hands in slippery Nylon mittens. How could it cover her so quickly? How could it crawl over her skin like liquid, under her bra and panties, sticking to her, preventing her from pulling it off, moving as if…as if it had an intelligence, a mind of it’s own? What could she do? She tried to think, replaying the events of the past hour over and over in her mind, but it was increasingly difficult, as the Pearlyhose sought out her most sensitive areas and was…could it…can it…be stimulating them?She had gone to the new Boutique that had just opened a few blocks down the street. The young ladies that worked there were all so warm and friendly especially the one who introduced herself as the owner. The woman’s legs gleamed with a silky sheen as she lead Helene about the store showing off all the fashions. Was Helene admiring her legs? Did she comment about how nice they looked? It was hard for Helene to remember but the young lady seemed to understand and presented Helene with a package. a free sample just for the Boutique’s grand opening. A packet of Pearlyhose, just like she is wearing. With an invitation to go into the dressing room and slip them on immediately. Helene accepted. The Pearlyhose felt like nothing she had ever worn before. Soft and silky, warm and inviting quicksilver in her hands as she pulled it out of the packet and slipping so easily on her feet and over her legs, without tugging, without struggle. Fitting perfectly. She put on her boots, adjusted her skirt and left the dressing room a big smile on her face, echoed by the smiles that greeted her from the sales staff.The Pearlyhose felt amazing, smooth and soft, stretchy and tight on her legs to her waist and even seemed to be massaging her with a sweet tingly feeling up and down. A pleasant tingle with every move she made, and even continuing when she stopped. A tingle that seemed…no definitely increased the longer she wore…the Pearlyhose…“Oh!” Helene exclaimed as the tingle seemed to focus on her most sensitive areas… “What’s Happen…in. ing…!?!” All the sales clerks gathered around Helene, smiling, knowing exactly what is happening to her…as it had happened…to them….and why…“Enjoying your Pearlyhose?” Murmured the store owner. "You will…become one…of us…!“"Noo. No!” Helene dashed through the sales ladies and out of the door. As the Pearlyhose, the tingling Pearlyhose flowed up past her waist, up her torso and towards her breasts with their Female presenting erect nipples… It seemed the faster Helene ran, the more quickly the Pearlyhose flowed over her, resisting her frantic attempts to claw it from her skin and within the few blocks it took to reach her Apartment, she was covered. Completely.Spent, she paused in the lobby of the building, her Pearlyhosed mitten-ed hands seeking out the focus of the tingling. She resisted, willing her hands to stop, but to no avail. Her skirt came up and her hands began to rub, pushing the Pearlyhose deeply inside her. Lost in the pleasure, Helene closed her eyes and submitted. The Pearlyhose has won. It always does. And Helene is now its servant.Helene then went upstairs to her apartment, where a box was waiting by the door. An entire case of Pearlyhose. For her. And for her to give out to all her friends.Helene spent the rest of the day in mindless Pearlyhose bliss, happy that she and all her friends are and will be slaves to the Pearlyhose…! -- source link
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