Getting in Tight with Your Sister

When you regain consciousness, you find that you cannot move. It's dark, and you feel like you're folded over in a very unnatural manner. It is as if you had joints you don't recall possessing and they are not responding to your attempts to move.

"The box just arrived!," your sister exclaims in excited tones, "Cognizant Fashions, the sponsor of this video, has been great at getting him ready to go. It's been a week, and he should be just coming to awareness of his situation now. Without further fanfare, let's open the box!"

You try to speak, but you cannot seem to find your voice.

You hear a shuffling sound behind you, like something opening above you. A moment later, you feel your sister's hands upon you as she lifts you out of what appears to be a huge cardboard box. In fact, as you adjust to the light of your surroundings, everything around you, including your sister, appears to be huge.

Your sister gives you a solid shake which causes a sensation like your limbs flailing limply followed by the sensation of hanging in midair, being held by your shoulders.

As your sister spins you around, she holds you beside a mirror and in front of her webcam. Your vision is partially obscured, as if much of your vision is blocked. Still, you can see that she holds what appears to be a pair of shear nylon tights.

Nylon tights. Against all logic, you are somehow a pair of nylon tights.

Your sister runs her hand against the fabric, a sensation as if she were running her fingertips along the your legs and back.

Your vision, however, seems to be focused inward, seeing the world through the legs of the tights. It takes a moment to adapt, but the sensation is like shifting your eyes, you find that you can shift your visual focus with everything outside as if in your periphery vision.

"As many of my fans are aware," you hear your sister speak to her webcam, "I've gotten involved in a local dancing club. It's great exercize, and where I first met my boyfriend."

Boyfriend? Right, you recall that she does have a boyfriend. You worry that may complicate the fantasy which you and your sister are sharing.

"I've always fantasized about forcing someone to be my dancing tights, **** to spin and stretch with me as I dance," she says before winking at the camera, "Hopefully none of the other club member will notice how turned on I am while performing."

Your sister removes her sweatpants, leaving the pale white panties on underneath out of modesty in front of the webcam. She then sits on the bed and moves to put you on. She slides one foot, and then the other into the tights. You can feel her toes wriggle against what feels like your face as she seeks to smooth out the nylon before her feet situate into the feet of the nylons. She pulls you the rest of the way up, her panties preventing you from making out anything other than the outline of her pussy through the fabric.

As she steps, you feel as if you are being stretched and pressed against with the movement, an odd sensation similar to being pulled by your limbs, stepped on, and crushed between her legs all at once. Your cock feels as if it were mapped to the inside of the soles of the tights, like every step she takes is stepping on your shaft. It's an inhuman sensation that is not entirely unpleasant as much as it is controlling and frustrating as you find any such feelings of erotic excitement do not amount to completion.

You find that you can taste every part of her as well, from the saltiness of her feet, to her legs, to the cotton taste of her panties. The smell isn't too bad, yet, but grows as if the material traps her sweat quite well.

"Feels great!" your sister exclaims to her webcam, "So much flexibility and freedom. Almost like wearing nothing at all!"