2 comments/ 75259 views/ 5 favorites Hose House Ch. 01 By: AlwaysWearsTights Andy was a college freshman who had just moved into the dormitories at the state university, it was the start of a fresh new life for him and would mean so much more freedom and exploration than he had in high school. Needless to say Andy was excited as one should be, this was the beginning his own life as his own man. Andy managed to get a room by himself, it was a bit more expensive, but he couldn't imagine having a roommate. Classes started and Andy quickly noticed how much more pretty college girls were than the girls in high school. He majored in computer science but really he was studying girls -- like any guy his age really. He couldn't help but notice these sorority girls -- all from the same sorority -- that were all so enchanting, with curvy figures and legs like nobody's business. After careful study he noted these sorority girls, Sigma Gamma Rho, usually dressed in the same sorority jerseys and always with short shorts or skirts; their long shapely legs always covered in pantyhose. Pantyhose, Andy thought they were a strange thing to see girls wearing all the time but they were so nice and the girls all wore them so well. From thick opaque tights to sheer tan pantyhose, the SGR girls were wearin' em and Andy was fantasizing about them all day long. A few weeks passed and Andy had watched the SGR girls long enough that his grades were surely slipping. He learned all about them: where the sorority house was, when the meetings and events were, and he even managed to get a floor plan of the house from the local courthouse. This was because Andy was planning to spy on the girls of Sigma Gamma Rho; he couldn't stop thinking about those long nylon covered legs and he had to do something about it. Andy made his plans to infiltrate the sorority house for a whole week; he had bought a high-resolution digital camera and scouted out the house to find the best angles to get shots of these leggy ladies. So one cool fall night, Andy snuck out of the freshman dorms with his camera in hand ready bring his plans to fruition. The sorority house was one block away from campus and was partially surrounded by a tall wooden fence. The front entrance wasn't the best means of entry, so he snuck around to back of the house where the bedrooms were. It was 1:00AM on a Friday night and the SGR girls were having a "girls night in" as Andy learned they always did. After some careful prowling, Andy found the perfect spot in some low bushes near a bedroom window where he could take his photos. He raised up a small mirror to discreetly look into the bedroom, he could see upward of 10 girls in the room. There was a movie playing on the television but the girls were playing with each other's hair, doing homework, chatting, and generally hanging out on a Friday night. What's more is that the girls were *all* clad in nylon pantyhose -- some were even topless! After about 5 minutes Andy had taken more than 30 photos, his heart was racing and his hands trembling with excitement; if it weren't so cold outside he would surely have an erection. Andy knew college would be great but he never imagined this! Satisfied that he had gained all he could here, Andy raised his head into the window to get one last look at this unbelievably hot scene before him. As soon as he could see into the room, his eyes were met with the soft feminine eyes of a pretty girl named Clarissa, the sorority president. Before he could even think to run the window was opened and several hands grabbed his scrawny frame and forcefully yanked him through the window! Andy was caught and had been pulled into - Hose House! Andy landed with a thud on the warm carpeted floor of the sorority house, for a moment he actually felt very comfortable, as it was so cold outside; the boy was truly terrified but somehow very excited and aroused. He was rolled over on his back where he could see a whole room full of girls, come clad only in sheer nylon pantyhose, standing above him. "All right girls we've got another one, Sherri go grab the razors and I'll get the lotion". Andy stammered, "Wait what? Look I'm sorry, I'm sorry I was just." "Shut up you, be quiet and relax. I promise this will go much more smoothly if don't resist." "Please don't call the cops" Andy cried, "here's my camera that's all I've got, honest!" "You sick little freak, oh we're going to enjoy our new toy aren't we girls?" And the SGR girls chuckled with a disturbing satisfaction, Andy was way over his head now. Clarissa and the others had returned with a supply of razors, shaving cream, and lotions; dozens of hands were now holding down the unfortunate boy. He couldn't help but stare at their soft pantyhose legs surrounding him. "Okay, strip em" Clarissa said with an authoritative tone. And the girls began forcefully undressing their captive and throwing his clothing all about the room, Andy was struggling but was helpless to resist. In short order the Hose House girls had a completely nude boy on the floor. Clarissa leaned over into his field of vision "were you looking at our pretty pantyhose legs out there?" and she posed before him showing off her figure The girls began lathering up his whole body with shaving creams and began removing *all* of this boy's body hair from the neck down. Enamored by the multitude of pantyhose-covered legs surrounding him it was a few moments before Andy even realized what was happening to him. As soon as he realized what was being done, Andy began to shout and struggle against his captors. One of the girls grabbed a pair of hose, stuffed them into his mouth, and held her hand over it. "Relax we're just trying to make you feel as good as we do, you're in Hose House now little boy." The shaving seemed to go on forever and Andy was so hopelessly outnumbered there wasn't a thing he could do about it. He was taken into a bathroom, washed, rinsed, and his whole body rubbed down with a lotion that made his skin soft and smooth. Finally, back in the bedroom, Andy was released. "Why are you doing this?" he said examining his newly shaven body "Sit down on the bed and get comfortable" Andy rubbed his hands over his chest and down across his legs, his own smooth body was so alien to him and he somehow felt more naked than he had ever been before, as if his leg hair acted as a sort of clothing. "I think he's liking it, girls" "feel how arousing and feminine your body feels?" "Ok I'm going to give you one chance to do this the easy way," Hose House President Clarissa declared. She presented and unwrapped a package of suntan-colored pantyhose, sorted them out, and threw them into Andy's hands. "One chance, we can do horrible awful things to you in here so I suggest you act wisely." Andy was paralyzed, he was sitting nude in a room full of hot college girls wearing pantyhose. "Wha- what do you want me to do?" "I think you know." she raised her knee up and caressed her beautiful legs. "I...I can't do - I'm a man!" "Ok, the hard way's fine with me!" Clarissa snapped and smiled with a vicious grin. Andy was grabbed once again and laid back onto the pink sheets of the bed, too shocked to even resist. "Make him watch" Clarissa ordered "you need to learn this, boy" Clarissa put her hands into one leg of the pantyhose and rolled it up into a small bowl, instructing Andy in this action. She dipped his toes into the sensual fabric and began working it up to his knee, the gossamer material sent chills through his body and he was visibly trembling. The thin pantyhose slid over his hairless skin and sent new and unfamiliar feelings through his body, was it wrong for him to enjoy this? "Calm down now" she said in a soothing voice "you'll always remember your first time" She worked the other leg up to his knee then ordered him to stand up. Working in silence she slowly and deliberately pulled the sheer pantyhose up to his thighs. "let's sort this little thing out right now before it causes us any more problems" Clarissa grabbed hold of his erect penis, looked him right in the eyes, and cranked his member down between his legs until it was pointing backwards. Andy winced and started to escape but was quickly restrained. Groaning in pain, the pantyhose were pulled up his waist as high as they could go up to his chest. The control top of the pantyhose gripped tightly in his crotch and held his penis into this unnatural position. In no time, his erection reduced and his member was held firmly out of sight. Andy would later learn this to be called "tucking" oneself and it was done by cross dressers and ballet dancers to hide their genitals. Clarissa snapped the lacy waistband of the pantyhose and the girls circled him admiring his now pretty legs, they gently plucked at the nylon and caressed his thighs. Andy was confused in so many ways, these girls were making him feel wonderful in a terribly wrong way -- not to mention the fact that he simply wasn't used to girls paying attention to him like this. When Andy looked down he did not see his own familiar body, he saw the nylon-clad legs of a beautiful woman. His crotch was flat just like a girl's, his calves were toned and smooth, and his skin appeared flawless and sheer. "there, now doesn't that feel good? You look lovely." "no, no no no no no, this is wrong! let me go, give me my clothes back!" "you surrendered your clothes the moment you decided to take dirty pictures of us! You're in Hose House now and there's just one major rule here in Hose House -- pantyhose are your life now!" "You will never escape!" Hose House Ch. 02 After being forced into a pair of control-top pantyhose in suntan color Andy was scared and confused, yet interested and aroused. Somehow, the skintight nylon really did feel good against his body, but a boy wasn't supposed to like this kind of thing and the sorority girls were holding him captive. The insistent sorority girls of Hose House interrupted his thoughts, the sorority president informed him. "We're going to leave you alone to explore yourself, enjoying pantyhose for the first time is something we want you to take in. You'll sleep here for the night, it's late and I'm sure you're tired from the ordeal. There's no escape and you should know that by now, the window is reinforced plexiglass and the door is steel, too much shock and you'll trigger the security alarm anyway." "I'm going to warn you now little boy, if you put a run in those pantyhose you'll regret it in the morning. And don't even think of just taking them off as soon as we leave the room, leave your pantyhose on until I remove them in the morning -- or else." "Sleep tights!" she chuckled "a little pantyhose humor." Clarissa smiled, turned, and strutted through the door and the Hose House girls followed behind her. The door was closed with a slam and locked from the outside. Andy quickly grabbed at the waistband of the pantyhose and started to rip them right off, but then he remembered the sorority president's words and he hesitated. After a moment of bargaining with himself, he frantically dashed around the room like a mouse in a trap. Nothing -- there was nothing in here but the door, the window, some chairs, and a bed with pink satin sheets. This room was designed more like a prison cell! "Let me out of here!" Andy yelled, "somebody help me, I'm trapped in here!" He cried out until he was sure it was futile, banged on the walls, pried at the window, and finally was crying to himself in the bed. He looked at the pantyhose, his trapped sex organ, and threw the covers over himself still crying a bit. The satin sheets sensually rubbed against his nylon covered legs constantly reminding him of what he was wearing, though eventually Andy slept. Morning came and Andy was gently awoken by one of the sorority girls. "Hi I'm Jennifer; I'm here for your morning inspection. Are you feeling well?" "Oh god I prayed it was a dream," Andy groaned. He rolled over in bed to see a blonde-haired girl wearing a pair of cotton shorts over thick white tights. "It was a dream and it's came true!" Jennifer was irritatingly enthusiastic and perky so early in the morning. "You're in the TRP house and we've put you in pantyhose. It's time to get up so I can inspect you." "Wha-what? Oh come on" Andy sounded annoyed as he rolled out of bed. "Ok let's see what we have" Jennifer began inspecting his hosed legs "ok one, two, three......and four runs! Uh oh, Clarissa's not going to be happy with you-ooo." Andy looked over Jennifer's shoulder to see Clarissa looking cross at the situation. "Can't say I'm surprised, I heard you in here last night banging around tearing up your pretty pantyhose. Remember I said you would regret it if you put a run in those hose, well it's time for you to start regretting." A number of pantyhose-clad sorority girls poured into the room and were carrying boxes filled to the brim with a tan mess of nylon pantyhose. The dominatrix-like Clarissa turned to Jennifer and said, "for each run, give him 10. Put him on the bed and tell me when you've finished" "will do" Jennifer happily agreed Andy was stripped of his ruined nylon hose and ordered to sit on the bed. Like before there was no way to resist against this number of captors. A new pair of hose were worked up his legs, not as sensually as before, and his penis was placed back into its tucked away position. A second pair of pantyhose were presented to him with the crotch cut out of the panty. "This is for your head to go through" Jennifer said as she placed the hose over his head and his arms went into the legs of the pantyhose. "And one more" she cooed as she placed a stocking over his face. Andy was now completely covered in thin tan pantyhose! He couldn't help but rub his knees with his nylon-covered hands. "Why are you doing this?" Andy asked "Because we know how much you enjoyed looking at our pretty legs and we thought you would like to feel how wonderful pantyhose and tights are for yourself. Here at Hose House we want to put as many people into hose as we can." "Well what did she mean by 10? 10 what?" "10 layers, that's 40 layers in total" "This...this is insane! You're all insane!" "Please don't do this to me, let me go and I promise I'll never look at your legs again." "First of all we both know that's not true, our legs are too wonderful for you to ignore" She proudly chided him "and secondly we can't let you go, we haven't had enough fun with you yet!" Jennifer excitedly chuckled as layers and layers of pantyhose were pulled over Andy's legs and body. A small flexible tube was placed into his mouth and kept outside the tight layers of nylon; otherwise, he couldn't breathe under the thick encasement. Andy had never felt so helpless, so many hands touching him, the strange gossamer material encasing him, and the fiendish demeanor of the girls as they worked over their captive. His vision was nothing but a tan haze, the girls' voices were muffled under the layers, and none of his senses could experience anything but the sensation of tight and soft nylon pantyhose! Andy was completely and hopelessly trapped in an encasement of pantyhose. The Hose House girls were finished with their labor and had nearly emptied the once full boxes of pantyhose onto the boy. Their work was neat and not sloppy at all; Andy looked like nothing but a tan human form and was laid onto the satin sheets of the bed. Andy could scarcely feel the nylon-obsessed girls touching him now, his sensation dulled by the layers of thick tightness. They were rubbing and caressing his body, enjoying the predicament of their captive. This is what turned on the girls of Hose House more than anything in the world; the fetish-crazed college girls rubbed and groped Andy's helpless body. Inside the encasement, Andy felt nothing but tightness; he was immobilized inside his pantyhose prison and could think of nothing but their soft smoothness. The compression was maddening, an unrelenting force constantly fighting him. He was shut out, imprisoned in his own little world occupied only by him and his pantyhose. Hose House Ch. 03 After being forced to wear pantyhose by the girls of Theta Rho Psi, a sorority dubbing itself "Hose House," Andy had displeased his captors by ruining his first pair of pantyhose. As punishment, the boy was encased from head to toe in pantyhose under so many layers that he could barely move. Left alone in the bedroom, Andy was trapped inside a prison of nylon. Trapped inside so many layers of pantyhose was a terrifying experience, so many questions stirring in his mind with no way to even ask them, so many things he wanted to do but could not. Andy could move his elbows just a bit and he could wiggle around the waist, but the layers of nylon were holding him in place and trapping him. The soft and silky feel of the nylon was the same as before, but now it was amplified to an extreme. The compression was nearly crushing him and the gentle pressure of just one pair was increased to a gripping constriction. Somehow, it was exhausting to him, the unrelenting force was fighting him constantly, and his muscles were weakened by their silky strength. The feeling of pantyhose was heavenly, but the compression and entrapment was hellish. After only a brief period of struggle, Andy was reduced only to feeling and thought. Inside the encasement, he thought about what any prisoner thinks about -- escape. "Let's see how am I going to get out of here? Well I expect they'll let me out of this eventually, that's my opportunity really. But there are so many girls and just one of me, brute force won't work at all so I'll have to be smart." Time became meaningless; there was only him and his encasement. And after an unknown amount of time Andy felt a soft touch through the layers of nylon - he was finally being released. As the layers went off, he felt more and more freedom, though his body was too weak from the ordeal. As the last layers were removed, he was able to see his captors once again. "Feeling better now?" Jennifer said Andy groaned, his mind still in a haze. He was surrounded by Jennifer and several other sorority girls. "I'm sorry that had to happen, but I'm sure some part of you enjoyed being wrapped up by a bunch of pretty girls" She flirtingly brushed his cheek "c'mon, it's time we showed you around the house. Let's get you dressed first." Andy was given a man's t-shirt, a pair of cargo shorts, and a new pair of shiny beige pantyhose. "Really?" Andy said, "Come on Jenny I just got out of these things; please don't make me wear pantyhose anymore." Andy was exhausted and shaken. "Now you know I can't let your pretty legs go bare, everybody wears hose in hose house, and you're our guest. You'll get used to wearing them, I'm sure of it." Andy was sure he didn't have a choice here, so with Jennifer's help he put on what would be a normal set of clothes for him with the addition of pantyhose; these were thicker and had a glossy shine to them. Andy was shown around the house and more formally introduced to the girls. Soon it was time for dinner and he was sat down at the dinner table, his body was still weak from his previous ordeal. Anxiety was setting in, Andy hoped he could talk his way out of this "Listen this is all very nice and I'm glad to be having dinner here but I would really like to go home". "Oh but you just got here!" Clarissa said "and we all really like our new toy" The rest of the girls smiled at this comment. "what the- toy? Listen I really" "no you can't leave, we won't let you" "but- I" "Don't make us restrain you again!" Andy was silenced at this threat as Clarissa and the sorority girls eagerly waited for Andy to speak out again. Andy sighed "ok, what do you want from me?" "Well" Clarissa explained, "Hose House is a sorority of young women who enjoy wearing pantyhose, tights, and stockings very much. We like to wear them, we like seeing other girls wear them, and we even like to make young men like you wear them. It's a turn-on, a fetish if you will. All we want is to make you wear whatever we put you in, is that so hard? "Theta Rho Psi is a national sorority that has a lot of influence in hundreds of colleges and universities. We can make sure your classes are taken care of while you're here in the house, all your accommodations will be made, and if you don't stop resisting we can make you disappear and keep too many questions from being asked" Andy was shocked "so.....this is what you girls are into? "All of us" Clarissa replied, "escape is impossible, give into it." After that dinner conversation Andy felt as if he had been doomed, he had to get out somehow. A week passed and Andy was made to wear every kind of pantyhose and tights they had. From thick opaque tights, textured and patterned tights, and even unusual lace and wool tights. He was placed into constricting support pantyhose, ultra-sheer pantyhose, and every brand and style the house had available. He was made to eat, sleep, and live always wearing the erogenous nylon pantyhose. He learned to keep himself shaved, smooth, and always properly hosed. Andy was only allowed to wear shorts, and they were much shorter than those a man would typically wear - in fact, they probably were not men's shorts. The tortured boy was made to expose as much of his legs as possible at all times. The pantyhose they made him wear all had a control top -- a tighter portion around the waist that acted as a light girdle. The purpose of this was to make his waist appear more feminine and for something a little more diabolical -- for tucking away his genitals. Andy was made to push his testicles up into his abdomen and pull his penis straight down until it pointed backward; the control top was pulled up tight into his crotch and his sex organs were held that way by the unrelenting grip of the nylon garment. Andy wasn't allowed to wear underwear under his hosiery and the control top was very emasculating; it made his penis feel inaccessible and not present at all. It did more than just make him look feminine, it made him *feel* feminine. The "control" of the control top was more than literal; Andy thought it was a metaphor as well. This thing was controlling him, not only was it hiding his manhood it was slowly removing it and taking away his masculinity. They made him pose and strut whenever they wanted, the emasculated boy reluctantly obliged, as he feared they would encase him again. He stood up on the coffee table as the girls caressed his hosed thighs, this actually made Andy feel very turned on, but he feared to admit this even to himself. As the days passed he actually did become used to this life, he was allowed to relax around the house all day and actually became friendly with the girls here. They talked, watched television, movies, played video games, and shared stories together. Andy wasn't mistreated so long as his legs were kept encased in that uniquely feminine clothing at all times. Still, we was a captive here and escape was always on his mind. While he was ingratiated into the group, Andy was always plotting to run away. After observing and taking note of the girls' schedules he determined when the greatest number of occupants were away in class -- this would be his chance. That morning Andy put on a pair of opaque chocolate-brown tights, perhaps they wouldn't look so odd to other people until he could get out of them. He was lounging on a couch in the commons room as Clarissa went off for class. "You're looking very nice today Clarissa" Andy commented on her outfit "Well thank you Andy, those tights have a slimming look on your pretty legs." "freaks" Andy muttered under his breath as Clarissa shut the door behind her. As soon as her car left the driveway, Andy sprang into action. The best pair of shoes he could find were a pair of women's flat dress shoes -- they would have to do. Andy quietly closed and locked the door behind him, finally he was out. Breathing the fresh air outside felt like freedom, but the cool air blowing across his hosed legs reminded him of what he had to do. His knees shivered and he looked down and saw a cute girl's legs shivering in the cold; he was making such a feminine and girly pose for a moment. He took a deep breath and started into a sprint. Andy ran all the way across campus dressed in a t-shirt, khaki shorts, opaque brown tights, and girl's shoes. As he crossed the campus he was seen by dozens of onlookers, a scrawny boy in brown tights running like a maniac was a hilarious sight! This was the most humiliating feeling imaginable, but Andy knew it was either this or whatever those girls were going to do to him. Andy could see his dormitory just across the street and after a quick glance to check traffic he dashed across the street. Laughing onlookers watched as a black van zoomed to cross Andy's path and the side door opened revealing a number of sexy pantyhose-clad sorority girls inside. Andy was running as hard as his pretty legs would carry him and before he could slow down, he practically ran right into the van. The van door shut and with a squeal of tires the van sped off. Those watching this unfold weren't quite sure what they had just witnessed. Inside the van were the beautiful girls of Hose House -- Andy was caught! He fought them and actually landed a few punches, after a struggle Andy was restrained. His eyes were met with his captor, Clarissa, who looked none too happy about Andy's escape attempt. "You fucking little twit, you're going to regret this stunt! You're stupid Andy, you're too damned stupid to realize what you had. You're our toy now, don't you appreciate how much we enjoy playing with you? There's nothing that turns us on more than making a sloppy boy like you into a pantyhose fetishist like us. We've been so good to you Andy, we made your legs look so pretty -- look at them! -- we let you parade around the house for a week, we even did your homework for you. And this is what we get in return? "Girls let's strip him, time to teach this disobedient little jerk a lesson" Andy struggled violently as his clothing was ripped off his body just like when this whole ordeal first started. The girls' captive was placed face down in the floor of the moving van and he struggled to see what was happening behind him. He heard the now familiar sound of nylon sliding and pulling and he was certain something horrible was in store for him. Andy looked straight up just in time to see a thick white nylon stocking being pulled over his head. He was lifted up and all his eyes could see was a long tunnel of white tights material. Andy was being placed into a long nylon cocoon! This was some kind of nylon tube that had been specially made for this kind of thing. It was made out of very thick material like opaque tights and was especially tight like spandex, the tube was several feet longer than Andy's body and there was plenty of slack above his head and below his feet. He felt it being pulled down his girlishly smooth form across his hips and down to his feet, it was like being placed into a giant pair of pantyhose. The sound of nylon rubbing against nylon was all he could hear and all he could feel. Andy could feel his captors hands release him but now the tube was doing their job for them, the material would stretch a bit but Andy's hands were pinned at his sides. Amidst his squirming and struggling, the ends of the tube were tied in a knot above his head and below his feet. Andy was encased in a cocoon of tights, escape was impossible! Andy struggled and fought against this, he wasn't willing to play it nice anymore. He wriggled and squirmed all the way back to the house, but despite his efforts he barely managed to roll over onto his back. As soon as the van stopped he was picked up, the girls grabbed each end of the tube and carried him suspended in his silky trap and it was easily strong enough to support his weight. Andy could see through his encasement as he was carried through the front door of the Theta Rho Phi house and dropped face down on the coffee table in the commons room. "Now" Clarissa grinned "if you won't look pretty for us willingly there is an alternative. Sherri, put him in the alternative!" Andy's frightened eyes rolled up to see a tall brunette girl wearing a miniskirt and fishnet tights pulling on the nylon tube, taking the slack out of it and making the cocoon even tighter. She pulled the knotted end straight up to bring his eyes to meet hers. "Relax your legs honey, otherwise you'll get a muscle cramp." Andy had no choice to stare at this beautiful girl as he felt the bottom end of the tube being pulled upward was well. By pulling the slack of the nylon tube his legs were curled up until his toes pointed toward his head. His back arced to compensate for this uncomfortable position. Stretching the thick white nylon tightly across his face, Sherry and Clarissa tied the two ends of the tube in a knot behind his back. Andy had been stretched into a pantyhose bondage! He tried to kick his feet back but that made the tube pull tighter against his face, and he tried straighten his neck down but that pulled his feet back. This was torture -- nylon torture -- all he could do was to squirm and writhe inside the cocoon. He couldn't believe that he couldn't simply tear the material with his strength but it was too strong, by kicking his feet all he was doing was making the knots binding him even tighter. He could see through the hazy encasement that the girls had all sat down around him, just watching him, it was then that Andy realized that they *wanted* to see him struggle and squirm. They could have encased him like before where he couldn't move at all, but they chose this because he could squirm around inside it. As soon as Andy realized how much they were enjoying it, he stopped struggling and tried to relax. With this the nylon-crazed sorority girls began rubbing and groping his trapped body, Andy felt so naked and vulnerable with his nylon-covered rear exposed. Being touched by so many hands through the soft and sensual nylon, Andy realized that this was certainly turning him on. Andy began fighting his bonds again, but perhaps what he was really fighting was the thought that he was enjoying this almost as much as his tormentors were.