In a panic she tried to get her dress on as fast as possible. She managed to get it on before anyone saw her, but It felt strangely awkward and uncomfortable. Almost as if it did not fit right. And as she stood there fidgeting her boss Anna came in to the room. Looking up from putting the keys back in her purse she was visually surprised to see Jane.

“Oh, hello Jane. I did not think you were supposed to work today. Did you switch shifts?”

Still trying to control her sense of panic from a moment ago all she could manage in return was an “Uuh uuhm”.

Anna took a few steps closer with a concerned expression on her face “Are you alright? You look as though you have seen a ghost.”

“No I’m fine. You, uh, just startled me that’s all. Jane says while she keeps fidgeting.”

Not convinced Anna moved even closer. “Are you sure? You are as pale as a sheet and you can't seem to…” And then a look of understanding spreads across her face. “Oh, I see. You got snared didn’t you?”

“Snared? What do you mean snared? By why what?” Jane asks while trying to look innocent. But she just can't stand still.

“Don’t you try and play coy with me young lady. The mannequin stand of course.” As she said that she grabs the straps of Jane’s dress and give it a little adjustment. And suddenly Jane stopped wiggling around. Her dress feels magically as if it was tailor made for her.

“What the… How…?”

“Haven't you figured it out yet? You, my dear, are being transformed into a mannequin and mannequins aren't supposed to dress themselves. That’s why you were so uncomfortable in the dress you put on.”

“I’m turning into a mannequin? That's not…”

“Not possible? Come now, Is it so hard to believe? To me it looks as you are more than halfway there already. Another hour or maybe two on the stand and you would have been done I think. How long ago was it you eat or drank anything or used the bathroom for that matter?”

Jane tried to remember but she couldn't, but it had to have been days. “But Why? Why me?”

Anna takes Janes arm and lead her towards her office as she answers the question “Did you never imagine what it would be like to be one? Just be an object with a simple purpose. Not having to bother with human things like work just to pay the bills and eat?”

Jane swallowed as Anna prompted her to sit down in the visitors chair across from her desk. She had thought about it. Maybe not in quite those terms but close enough. “Maybe I have. What about it?”

Anna sat down in her own chair as she answered “The stand is a magical artifact. It seeks out people with thoughts like that and snears them and turn them into the objects of those thoughts. And before you freak out you should know that it is not permanent. Once your first transformation is complete the compulsion to get on the stand will go away. After that  if you stay off it for a while you start to revert to normal. It will still feel damned good once you get on it again though.”

“That’s a relief.” Jane said with a sigh. I was not looking forward to ending my days as a piece of plastic. But something I don't understand is how do you even know all this, and what was the stand doing in the store at all?”

 “What was it doing there? Why, I needed another mannequin ofcourse.” Anna said while she grinned from ear to ear. ”The model we use was back ordered at the manufacturer so I took a chance that one of you girls might be inclined to fill the order.”

Janes mouth fell open. “You did this to me on purpose?”

“I did not know it would be you, or that anyone would actually be a match for that matter, but yes. But is that really such a bad thing though? Apart from the discomfort of not knowing what was going on, have the experience been that bad?”

Jane blush showed up fiery red on her new pale skin at the memory of what it felt like to slide herself down on to the stand and she clears her throat before saying. “No, not really.”

“And I promise you that I will take you off the stand every night to give you a chance to turn back.”

“A chance? Why wouldn’t I want to?”

“Let’s just say I have first hand experience and leave it at that.”

“Oh really, now you are going to have to tell me about that!” Jane said with a smile on her face. Anna hardly ever talked about her past. 

Anna dodged the question with “Maybe later when you know what I am talking about. Now instead of letting the compulsion build to the point where you run out in the store ripping your clothes off along the way to get on the stand in front of everyone. Why don't I just go and fetch it and you can finish the transformation off in the privacy of my office.” 

Anna takes Jane’s once again furiously blushing face as a, “Yes”. 

Once Anna has fetched the stand and put it in a corner of the office Jane asked her to leave. Which she does. But she does mumble something about modest mannequins and shuckles a bit while closing the door.

Knowing what was actually going on and what was causing the changes to her body and why it was happening had calmed her down a lot. But the whole thing was still out of this world weird. But try as she might she could not deny that she was actually starting to look forward to being just one of the mannequins. Just like she had imagined so many times. And looking at the stand she could feel it pulling at her and stoking her arousal do make her give in to it. And Jane could no longer see much reason to resist.

But before she let in she decided that she wanted to see it happening. There was a full body mirror in the opposite corner which she turned so it would let her see herself on the stand. And then she made to take her dress off again. But she couldn't.

“Oh for…” She opens the door again and yells. “Anna! A little help”

“Coming!” Anna called back and soon came in to view with a smug smile on her face. “What seems to be the trubble, doll?”

Jane sighs. “I want to be able to see what's happening to me, but I can’t take my dress off.”

“Ah, I see. Well like I told you  mannequins aren't supposed to dress themselves.” Anna said while starting to pull the dress over Janes head. “And that, my dear, goes for undressing as well she said ass Janes head came free of the fabric.

Jane was about to try for a witty retort but realized that while Anna was undressing here she could not move.

Anna looked at her knowingly and when Jane could move again she said. “And you can't move while being dressed either. Freaky, hu? Anyway, get in there and finish yourself off. I have already decided where to put the new mannequin and want you dressed and ready for display before we open.”

This time she had a witty retort ready. One she has used with Anna many a time. “Oh yea, you ain’t the boss of me, ya know.”

Anna smile at the familiar quip. But then her counter left Jane speechless as she closed the door. “No. It is starting to look more like you are company property now.

Closing the door and  turning back to the stand Jane had to admit, she was not far off. Walking over to the stand she could feel it pulling at her. She got in place above it. And with the words, “I can't believe I am actually doing this,” she lines up the rod with the simple round hole in her crotch. and slides down on the stand that she knows will take the last of her humanity away.

But all those serious thoughts got washed away by the tidal wave of pleasure that swept over her mind a second later. She did not do anything, did not move at all. But still she kept climbing towards climax. She barely remembered to breath. And then she reached the peak, and didn't. She actually blacked out for a few seconds. 

Once she started to come back down she could feel how her body was relaxing more and more just like before. Her mind started to followed but this time she fought to stay awake. So this time she noticed that even though her body was completely relaxed she held a mannequins relaxed standing pose.

She kept looking in the mirror until she started to feel the same tingle all over her skin like she could vaguely remembered from the night before. And then she saw how her incredibly pale skin started to go even paler until she was completely white from head to to. Lips, nipples, everything the same shade of pure white. Then she could feel things start to move about. Nothing major but things like that little bump of a tummy she could not get rid of no matter how much she exercised got smoothed out. Her bottom rounded out a bit. Small things. Jane had always looked good, but now she looked as if she had been sculpted by a master.

Next she felt the tingle focus in the little white nubs that was all that where left off her nipples. And a few moments later they were gone. Melted away leaving just the smooth curve of her breast behind. It then moved down to her feet fusing her toes and arches her feet until they would fit perfectly in a pair of heels. The tingle then moved to her head. 

She had just enough time to think “Oh no, I did not think about this. None of the mannequins in the store have facial features. Well at least no one is going to know that the new mannequin used to be one of the sales girl.” Before the features of her face smoothed out. To Jane’s relief she could still see somehow. And for the first time since mounting the stand she tried to move and to her surprise she still could. So she could bring her hands up to investigate her new face.

She passed her fingers over the soft smooth skin were just seconds ago her eyes had been. And one of her fingers snagged a few strands of her hair. Without meaning to she pulled her entire head of hair askew. In surprise she pulled her hand away further and her hair followed. Hanging of her hand looking like a cheap synthetic wig. Leaving her bald.

“Figures”, she thought, “none of the other mannequins have their own hair either. Why would I any different.”

She had time enough to free her fingers from her hair and put it down on Annas desk before she could feel the tingle move again. Now it once more covered her entire body. And she could see how her reflection in the mirror started to look shinier. She looked down at her hands and saw how her white skin started to turn to glossy plastic. And at the same time she felt herself grow lighter and hollow. Soon all that was left of her was a hollow glossy pure white plastic mannequin.

Jane knocked on her own breast and was rewarded with the sound any hollow plastic mannequin would make and it makes her mind race. “Oh wow, I really am just a mannequin now. This is so bizarre yet awesome at the same time. No one would ever guess that this was ever a human being. I’m not really even a person any more am I? I have moved from employee to inventory, person to property… I love it!”

She moved her hands all over her body feeling her perfectly sculpted hard plastic curves until suddenly she lost control of her movements. Her body repositioning itself back in to the casual standing pose and stopped. 

“Oh, I can't move any more. That’s it I guess. I am just you normal plastic dummy now.”

Jane thought her transformation was complete. But she was wrong. Which she soon noticed when her mind started to feel a bit fuzzy.

“Mmmph, what is going on.” She started to feel worried. But her worry did not last long. It just slipped away closely followed with any sense of stress she felt.

“It seems Mannequins mind is changing too. Wait, did Mannequin just think of itself just as Mannequin? Mannequin did it again. Oh so trippy.” After that it did not have much in the way of intelligent though. Because it soon felt its intelligence melt away until all that was left was a simplified version of Jane's mind that could not comprehend how 2+2 made 4 and wanted nothing so much as to be useful and on display.

A few minutes later Anna opened the door to find an ordinary looking white smooth headed anonymous mannequin on its stand waiting for her.

“Ah, you are finished, excellent.”

Wasting no time she picked up the newly minted mannequin, carrying it under one arm she picking the stand up with the other and heads out towards the sales floor. Once there she heads for the window display and place the stand in an empty spot the window. She then put the mannequin back on its stand, took its arms of and left.

There was a lot of things overwhelming the simple mind of the mannequin, the way it had felt being carried like it weighs hardly anything. And then having its arms taken off. Both where things it had never experienced before, and they had felt like good things. It knew it had been more than this once. Like the owner was more. But it did not bother it that it was not any more. It was not important. But what was important was that it was in the window. On display! It could feel the people walking by looking at it. Their eyes creasing it and making it feel just as good as the owners hands had felt when it had carried it. Only thing that would make it better would be…

And that is when something was pulled over its head. Whatever it was it slid down its body making it explode with sensations and then it felt how a weight settles on its shoulders. And it could see in the reflection of the class it was wearing a blue dress. 

“There you go. You look perfect, Doll Have fun now. I will see you tonight.” Anna said as she replaced its arms and then walked off to open the store.

And that was what it had been missing something to wear to display. Now it felt like it was fulfilling its purpose. It felt utterly content.

***

The Mannequin had no sense of time. But by the time it felt the owner lifting it of the stand once again it had noticed that there was not as many people walking by the window any more. She lifted it out of the window and carried it and its stand back in to the store room. And once there she leaned it up against a wall. And started talking to it.

But the mannequins mind was so rudimentary that it could hardly comprehend every fourth word. And it was still in the afterglow of having been on display all day so it did not really care either. The owner seemed to know this because before she left she wrote something on a post-it and stuck it on the Mannequins bland face before she left.

Sometime after that little fireworks started to explode in its mind. Small explosions of conscious thought. Like, ‘what is going on’,  ‘I am not on the stand any more?’ and ‘Fuuuuuuck that was amazing!’ Then it doesn't take long until Jane’s mind is in full control again. Even if it is reeling from the experience. And she was still stuck in the plastic body of a mannequin and unable to move.

Some time later though she felt her back bend. The next thing she felt was her plastic rear hitting the floor in a clattering of plastic. Since she had been surprised and had not caught herself in time. Luckily she was still plastic from her blanc head to her fused toes so no harm was done. Being able to move again she reached up and plucked the post-it from her face and read it.

“Hey Doll. 

I had to run or I would have stayed to see you get out of it.

Now you have to choices. Either you stay of the stand and in a few hours you will pass for human again and can go home. Or you can get back on the stand and I put you back in the window and will see you tomorrow night.

Your choice. Have fun , Anna”

Jane stood there, note in hand for a while, thinking. She did not feel the ‘pull’ from the stand like she had before. But being a mannequin had been fantastic. Not only the way she had felt when people looked at her, but also the way her mind had been so simple. Not a single care in the world. Only concerned with being the best mannequin it could be. It was a hard decision, return to her life or be a simple shop mannequin again. But she made up her mind. And turned away from the stand and walked off.

She walked over to her locker in the locker room and dug through her purse until she found her phone. It took a few tried to unlock it. Her smooth plastic body had neither fingerprints or a face to unlock it with. But luckily she did remember her passcode. And once she had it unlocked she started to write a text message.

Hey Kat!

I need to go out of town for a week or so. Would you mind taking care of my place for a few days? You know water the mail and take in the flowers .

She waited a minute until Kat texted back that she would be happy to look in on her apartment. Then she turned off her phone and put it back in the locker and closed the door. Went back to where her stand stood. Once there she lifted up the lovely dress Anna had dressed her in and without hesitation slid her hole down on it. And her mind exploded…

Epilog

Six months later Jane had found a routine. Every other week she spends as a mannequin wherever Anna decides she is needed. And every other week she works in the store during the day. Meeting customers and gossip with her colleagues. And every night stays late and lock up. And then she goes in to the store room and slide herself down on her stand to spend the night as an apparently lifeless mannequin. 

She has even moved out of her apartment and placed her things in storage. And since not even mannequins that are passing as a human needs to eat. And since she moved out  she have no rent to pay she can save most of what she makes. She is saving up to buy her own house… and may be a nice car. Then she will stop using the stand. Well… maybe.