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I don't know what happened to me... Or more precisely how it could have happened!

You see, a few months ago I was a normal guy and now I am just pantyhose! I know, it doesn't make any sense, but that's what I am...

One day I woke up, feeling very strange. I realized I couldn't move or shout for help, just nothing!

Then I saw my girlfriend, but she didn't seem to see me. She just looked at me so casually and suddenly lifted me up with such ease. A few moments later she put me on and I realized what I had become.

It didn't make any sense! Well, it still doesn't, but there I was wrapped around her, hugging her lower body, legs and feet.

Of course she later realized I was gone and started looking for me, ironically while still wearing me. I was so close to her, but she couldn't tell.

She gave up searching for me eventually, but I became her favourite pair. Somehow I think she feels a connection with my nylon self, but maybe that's just what I want to believe.

To this day I have no clue what exactly happened or how any of this is even possible in the first place. Over time I had no choice but to accept my fate and just try to be a good pantyhose for my beloved girl.

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I don't know what happened to me... Or more precisely how it could have happened!

You see, a few months ago I was a normal guy and now I am just pantyhose! I know, it doesn't make any sense, but that's what I am...

One day I woke up, feeling very strange. I realized I couldn't move or shout for help, just nothing!

Then I saw my girlfriend, but she didn't seem to see me. She just looked at me so casually and suddenly lifted me up with such ease. A few moments later she put me on and I realized what I had become.

It didn't make any sense! Well, it still doesn't, but there I was wrapped around her, hugging her lower body, legs and feet.

Of course she later realized I was gone and started looking for me, ironically while still wearing me. I was so close to her, but she couldn't tell.

She gave up searching for me eventually, but I became her favourite pair. Somehow I think she feels a connection with my nylon self, but maybe that's just what I want to believe.

To this day I have no clue what exactly happened or how any of this is even possible in the first place. Over time I had no choice but to accept my fate and just try to be a good pantyhose for my beloved girl.