Susan stood there at the center of the store. Her eyes rolled as her display turned her nude body slowly for the customers to admire. Unlike all the others for rent, Susan was still complete. She watched all the bits and pieces of other women on the shelves while slowly turning on her stand. This wasn't something she would usually do. Infact, it was the first time she has ever put herself for rent. Why am I doing this, she thought to herself. Normally, Susan was actually an employee at this same store. The situation leading to this was time off. Susan has been working without vacation for years. Her manage decided to force the holiday onto her, but Susan hated the idea of not working. Her manager was offering the best deal of paid vacation, but Susan just wouldn't bite. That's when she thought of this loophole. Sure, she'll take this vacation. Being paid not to work was a great idea. What they didn't know was that she was going to come to work anyways. Anyone could come and work for the store. That's what they call the rentals. 

The customers were walking past her display, some catching a glance. Susan didn't anticipate it going like that. When she was filling out the application, she assumed that being a full model would a mannequin in the store window. No one ever chose the full display. It was nothing like she imagined. In her mind, clothes were involved. She kept thinking to herself, is this why no one picks full model? When you're broken down to pieces, it creates a certain level of obscurity. Sure, people can find and identify your head. No average person could point out your tits when a face isn't with them, however. There were a few people who were just staring at her body from across the store. They admired her soft, dark skin. Normally she wore her hair in a high pony tail, but while on display, Susan had to let her long, black hair cascade down her shoulders. She had to hold her pose, like a typical mannequin on display, but her eyes could still dart around to make sure no one she knew was in the store. Luckily for her, the only one working the front of the store was a new employee who didn't familiarize themselves with Susan. 

A lot of time has past by. Whenever Susan's stand would turn towards the clock, she would make sure to watch as the hours past by. It has been seriously five hours on the stand. She had wondered why she wasn't hungry or even tired from standing in the same pose for such a long time. It must had been a part of the rental process. During the day, there were points where she held to her breath. It was just a form of entertaining, Susan would see how long she could hold her breath. But the thing was, she was holding her breath with no strain. It was as if she didn't need to breath. Why is this possible? At first she thought she was actually becoming a mannequin of some sort. But no, she wasn't frozen in place. She could freely move if she wanted to. She could still breath. It was more that she didn't have to. Susan kept pondering to herself, perhaps the ability to breath was completely unnecessary. When people are just heads disconnected from their neck, breathing wouldn't be possible. She was unsure if this was magic or technology keeping her and all the other women for rent like this. But she was leaning to the latter as it did sound a lot cooler.

The store was close to closing, just twenty minutes more. Not one of the customers considered renting her. Susan wondered why this was. She kind of giggled internally as she realized that she had no price around her stand. People may have thought she was for display only. Perhaps even that she was only a completely package and unaware that she could be rented as individual parts. Considering that she was so close leaving, Susan was happy that no one she knew entered the store all day. But of course she thought this too soon as the sound of a bell ringing could be heard. As her stand finally turned to see the front of the store. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she dreaded seeing who it could be. Was it her manager? No, it wasn't, thank goodness. But she did recognize the figure walking into the store. It was actually a guy who works at the coffee shop across the street. He was a cute guy. Tall with dark hair, very nicely kept as well. He must have just gotten off his shift as Susan could see his work shirt under a zipped up jacket. 

Susan made another revolution on her display as she realized that the coffee shop guy was staring at her. He was staring at her nude body on display in the middle of a rental store. The two of them would have small talk while she would pick up a chai tea on her break. Susan had never thought that he would be seeing her like this. There was an awkward silence between the two as she kept turning and he kept watching. Susan finally decided to break the ice with a small, embarrassed chuckle. "H-hey, it's you. Nice to see you..!"

The coffee shop guy crossed his arms and cocked his head to the side as if he was still processing the image he was seeing. The normally high energy workaholic black woman who would always start up a conversation at the register was standing before him like an undressed Barbie doll. "Hey.. Susan, right?"

She rolled her eyes and blew some of her bangs from her face. "Yup, that's me. Susan." She would have to keep pausing her talk so that she could make another spin around to face him. "And you're Chris. I always see you at the coffee shop. I guess you finally get to see where I-" 

"This is where you work?" Chris quizzically questioned the nude model on display. 

"Oh uh!" Susan got a little flustered as she made another go around. "I guess I do work here, yeah! But I don't.. I don't do this!" She giggled nervously. "How about I explain it after I get off? It should be in about.."

As Susan was revolving to face the store's front window, she could see her manager from a distance. He was coming out of his car packed at the far end of the lot. She panicked at the very sight of this. She couldn't let him see her at work. Especially like this! Her eyes darted around the store. She then looked back at the coffee shop guy who was still waiting for her to finish her sentence. 

This was her last ditch effort. "Rent me!" Susan exclaimed down to Chris.

"I'm sorry, did you say...?" Chris turned his head to the side again as his hands went into his jacket pockets.

"Yes, I did! Please rent me!" Susan quickly bit her lip as she made other go around. She was very anxious to continue. "My boss is coming into the store right now and I can't let him see me like this!" 

Chris raised an eyebrow. "Well I don't know.." He gave a sly smirk as he stroked his chin. "You're a very top of the line woman, I see. I don't know if I have enough to get all of you." 

Susan rolled her eyes at his sudden shift in attitude. "Hey, I'll make sure to pay you back for this, I promise! Just please.. hurry up and.."

"Whoa, you're totally serious, ack." Chris reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. "Well I'm seriously kind of low on cash. I'll go to the register and see what I can get and still manage to have enough left over to eat for the rest of the month." 

Chris hurried over to the front desk and rambled with the employee there. Susan herself was making one last turn as she could see her boss reading his newspaper. He pushed open the door and Susan's heart sank at the sound of that bell. But in the blink of an eye, Chris rushes back over and plucks Susan's head off her rotating body and drops it in a earth friendly tote bag. The coffee shop guy swiftly made his exit as the store's manage looked up from his newspaper to see a headless black model on display in his shop. He gave an approving nod and continued his way to the backroom. 

Outside the shop, Chris opened his bag to find Susan blowing her bang from her face again. He gave her a grin. "That was pretty close, huh?"

Susan looked up to him and bashfully smiled back. "Yeah, it totally was." She looked away for a second, only to look back up to Chris. "I really owe you a ton. I would of been toast if my boss had seen me renting myself off while I'm suppose to be on vacation."

"Oh, so you're trying to sneak in a little extra work, huh?" Christ reached in and pulled Susan's head out to his eye level. "Well you're off now. How about we go back to my work and I'll get you something to drink?"

"That would be great. I could totally go for some chai right now!"