Reality Flux 2                         by: Paul G Jutras

 

Herman knew that the woman he loved was potion. She was the type who always got what she wanted. Right now she wanted him. What he didn't know was that the way she wanted him wasn't in the way he had thought. He was always confused about how cold she was to him in bed, despite her pleases to be with him.

Herman awoke in bed alone once again and hoped that the alien's flux on reality was what caused her odd behavior of wanting him and not wanting him at the same time. He couldn't worry about that since he was late for work. Not that it mattered since being late for so many times in a roll, he found a pink slip weighting for him in the boss's office.

"Fired." Herman thought to himself and blamed the Plexorians, using an maneuver called the Zentarian Roulette. The once bald overweight boss was now an attractive red headed woman in a blue dress, matching nylons and shoes. Even though now a woman, he was still tough as nails.

Passing the store where his girlfriend worked, he decided to go in an surprise her. "Hi honey." He smiled as he arrived just when she had clocked out for her lunch hour. With a weird smile on her face, she took him to the back store room. She undid his belt as she dragged him along.

By the time the storeroom door was locked, she had stripped down to her pantyhose and he was standing naked before her. Being as strong willed as always, she ordered him to slip on a pair of matching suntan hose and climb on top of her. She loved the feeling of his hose covered cock inside her hose covered pussy when doing it. After awhile, she found he liked their games of dress up too.

Lost in the passion, Herman didn't notice how much larger the room seemed to be until pain shot through his body. He wanted to get up off his girlfriend, but couldn't move his body at all. His girl just smiled as his upper torso shrunk down into the hose before the hose and the rest of him merged with the hose she already had on.

"Your face will always be close to my pussy now." She thought as Herman found he could still see and hear the world around him. Though he wasn't sure how. It felt a strange sensation to be worn by someone. He felt her nails straighten the hose on her legs and hoped that they wouldn't cause a run in him. With each step, waves of pleasure shot through his form. Things got worst when she picked out a pair of trousers and slipped them up over her legs. The fabric covering her waist to her ankles pleasured Herman's nylons body from one end with each of her movements while her skin pleasured from the other end.

When Herman heard the door bell ring, he felt her flex her feet encased in his nylon body before walking to the door. He heard the sound of a woman's voice and mentally screamed as the two girls wrapped one arms around one another and kissed.

As she stepped into a pair of open toed four inch sandals, Herman felt like the shoe straps were squeezing the life out of his feet worst that his mistress' bondage games. Yet despite the pain, he felt the helplessness to be kinky.

As they road to the local night club, Herman's girl rubbed her crotch and brought both her and the trapped Herman waves of pleasure. Even these waves of pleasure with those of her walking was nothing compared to what he felt when he and the girls dance together. He didn't know what made him mentally orgasm more, the fast dancing or the close slow dancing.

When they got home, the stripped to their hose and one of them got out a double sided dildo. Leaving the hose on them, they found one another pussy and began to grin the dildo into them. Herman was not only afraid that his body would be torn apart, but he also wondered if the nylon of the partner was alive and feeling what he did or not.

Soaked in each others sweat and scum the two girls went to bed in one another arms. When they finally woke up, Herman felt himself being pulled off and hand washed. After dripped dry, he was rolled up and put in a draw until the next time he'd be worn by his new mistress. Forever in arousal until the day a leg would slid into him and cause him to orgasm endlessly.

 

THE END

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