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I start alone, sitting on the couch, slowly pulling on a pair of black nylon pantyhose. Nothing feels unusual at first — just the familiar stretch of nylon on my skin. Then something goes wrong. The nylon slips onto my right arm. Then over my head. Then my left arm. I try to resist, to move, to stop it — but the nylon keeps spreading, wrapping me tighter and tighter until I can no longer move. My body goes still. My posture empty. I’m sitting there like a doll, fully encased in black nylon. When he enters the room, I don’t react. He examines me closely. When he lifts my arms, they fall back down lifelessly. He touches my legs, my chest, my hands — not me, but the nylon itself. His fingers slide over the fabric, exploring its texture, treating my body like an object made to be touched. I’m laid down and repositioned without resistance tied with nylon knots. He did everything he wanted with me and how he wanted.. In the end, I’m placed back on the couch, still unmoving. He stands in front of me, playing with my face through the nylon — and uses me one last time. The video ends with me sitting motionless, wrapped in black nylon, no longer human — just a doll covered in sperm.