Nylonians 2021

"No problem Jenny," Cammie replies as she tossed an unsold bag of hose into the back of her car with numerous others. "Maybe another time." Suddenly, a rumble from the sky drew her gaze upward. There were two flashes of distant lightning, one appearing normal with the second having a slightly pink hue.

My mind shifted once more, this time to the car's interior as rain began to fall and leaves blew wildly in an increasing wind. "We're not sure where this storm came from," a man on the car radio explained, "but, we'd suggest taking shelter."

"Damnit," Cammie yelled as increased rain and swirling leaves impeded her view of the dark road. "I should go back to the park." I heard spinning tires in mud that nearly got Cammie stuck as she turned around. But, she gained just enough traction to get moving. Again, my mind was taken to another scene. Cammie pulled to a stop in the same parking area where Josh and I had arrived earlier. Keeping the car running and heat blasting, Cammie waited out the storm. When it finally settled and all seemed clear, something hit the car's roof with a loud thud.

"What the fuck!" One by one, small, flaming meteor fragments pelt the vehicle and surrounding area, making it seem as if the sky was on fire. When the fiery barrage stopped, Cammie sat back up from her ducked position in the driver's seat. Suddenly, a final fragment broke through the rear window and landed between Cammie's feet. She reached for the door, but suddenly stopped and gazed down at a glowing, pink egg similarly sized to a softball. A subtle whisper, emanating from the egg entranced her as two small opening appeared on each side. Glowing pink wires moved from the openings, shot up and wrapped around Cammie's wrists. "She screamed in agony as electric current coursed through her body. The wire released it's hold, leaving burn marks on each wrist. After hovering over every inch of the entranced woman's body, the wires wrapped around Cammie's hosed ankles. This time, the electric pulse resulted in an intense shock of pure pleasure. The burn injures healed as Cammie let out one lustful moan after another. Circuits like those from Maxine and Jenny appeared on sandy blonde's ivory hose as the car filled with pink glow and countless orgasms.

I snapped awake to see Olivia's hose sliding itself onto her legs. Her pleasure induced writhing aiding the process as inch by inch the ivory nylon moved to her waist and snapped into place. Glowing pink circuits appeared on The Professor's nylon clad legs and her wrist bonds released. Instead of trying to escape, Olivia rubbed one hose and circuit adorned leg with one hand while the other explored between her legs. As the cries of lust increased, I watched 2 of Olivia's wandering fingers slip into a wet, nylon fused pussy.

A sudden burst of pleasure turned focus back to my hose as it snapped into place and began a circuit glow. "Do you understand now?" Cammie asked in a sultry tone.

"Y...Yes," I cried out between lust filled moans. "The... The altered assimilation to the nylon has left you, The Prime Host, the only one capable of turning normal nylons into conversion ones."

"Very good."

"Y...You," Olivia gasped amid her growing lust, "You infused excess Prime Energy into four other ivory pairs of hose so others can create and help expand the invasion."

After a thunderous climax from The Professor and I, Cammie sat on the edge of my bed. "The Entity I am host to comes from a world many galaxies away that was home to sentient pink energy. When a solar disaster destroyed that world, The Entity clung to debris and floated aimlessly in the void of space for many years. Our world and by extension us, contain too much water for direct assimilation."

I sat up, "that's why it burned you at first."

"Correct," Cammie replied before continuing. "The nylons act as a conduit, allowing enough energy into our bodies for control while the rest circulates through the nylon for use in the conversion of men for all female converts and creation of altered nylons for us."

"So," Olivia inquired," are we Prime Hosts as well?"

"Not quite, The Entity grants me the ability to create endless conversion nylons. As products of excess Prime Energy, your creation is limited. Once that limit is reached, you must recharge with sexual arousal."

After some more explanation, Cammie dubbed Oliva and I Prime Converts and gave us each missions. With Josh, I was sent back to The WSA's Chicago office with the task of converting the agency members while seeking out a suitable Prime Convert candidate with the ability and connections to spread our reach further. Olivia was reunited with her converted students and given the same task at RCU. Despite initial setbacks, we have adapted and coordinated a new path for invasion. This world will fall to, The Nylonians.