CHANGES:
CHAPTER 17

Unlike the spells that Tara and used to cast, I was awake and aware 24 hours a day, even through periods of no stimulation.  I saw every person that crossed my field of vision, heard everything that was said.  Maggie never said another word to me and my only contact with living people was when Maggie or one of her employees dusted me or changed my clothes.  I at first tried to keep track of the days but soon lost count, so I tried to keep count of the seasons based on what lingerie I was displaying but season after season passed and I lost the desire to track them.

One evening in the middle of the night I heard a crackling in my ears and all of the sudden I could move again!  My first act as a human being was to fall down.  My whole body felt weak.  I thought Maggie said the transformation was permanent?  I kicked off my heels and stumbled into the back room and sat down to think.  I rooted through the stockroom and finally found the transformation camera.  I cast a detect magic spell on it and detected no magic!  It used technology to transform people!  That must be why it eventually wore off! My magical nature must have overpowered the change. Curious about how much time had passed I walked to the cash register and looked at the display.  My jaw almost came unhinged!  I had been a mannequin for 9 years!  That bitch Maggie was going to pay for what she did!  I smashed the camera on the floor and walked back to the display window, put my heels back on and re-posed myself and turned myself back into a mannequin and waited.  In the morning I saw Maggie walk past me and enter the store.  When I heard her  re-locking the door I willed myself back to normal and whispered a new spell.  Maggie didn't even make a sound when she turned in to a mannequin.  I walked over, picked her up and carried her to the back.  I set her down and said, "Surprised bitch?  How's it feel to have the shoe on the other foot?  Don't worry though, THIS transformation is only temporary.  Your next one will most likely be permanent!" I finished with a snarl.

I found a pair of scissors and cut all her clothes off her body and threw them away saying, "You won't need these anymore."  I then cast another spell putting joints at her neck, shoulders, wrists, waist, thighs and ankles.  I then disassembled her and put the pieces on the table.  "Since you seem to have gotten rid of my stuff it looks like YOU are going to replace them!"  I said.  I then set her head up so she could see what I was going to do to her.  Since I was now a red head I decided to wear red and black.  I started casting spells and her feet melted down, turning black as they did so and then started re-forming and became 4 inch stiletto heels.  Her legs started to becoming see thru and were hallowing out becoming tan stockings.  Her hips also turned black and collapsed in on them selves and were now a black leather miniskirt.  Her torso shrank a bit and was now a tight, red knit top with short sleeves.  Her left arm melted into another pile on goo then reformed and became a black garter belt and her right arm melted down as well but when its transformation was done it became a black satin bra.  I walked up to the head and snatched the wig her hair had become and threw it in the trash.  I then picked the head up and whispered into its ear, "Now for the finale.  Your head is now going to become a pair of black satin panties.  All of your pieces can feel whats going on with you and you will be able to see and hear.  You will be awake the whole time but you will never feel pleasure again though.  A touch from now on will be just that, a touch.  Nothing erotic.  You will know when you are picked up and worn but that's it.  You will never be human again, and you will only be able to watch others go about their lives, while you are nothing but clothes to make me look good.  Aware for eternity, forever spectator while others go about their lives but never able to participate.  I have a feeling you’ll spend most of your existence stored in my closet though.  Goodbye bitch!"  I spat as I cast the spell and watched the mannequin head turn into panties.

I then turned her belongings into air except her car keys, got dressed with her and left the store never to go back.  I found her car and drove back to my house, noticing changes made to the city on the way.  The house looked okay from the outside.  I pulled into the driveway and cast a spell that unlocked the door and walked in.  There was dust about 1/2 an inch thick on everything!  The fridge was still working but instead of opening it I transformed it into a new, empty fridge.  With how well off I was and had things set up so that all the utilities were payed by direct deposit and everything was still on so I must still have funds in the account.  I then rushed back to the bedroom and checked on my end tables, Tara and Elsie, chuckling at the pet names I gave them.  Both of them were right were I left them.  I cast a spell that eliminated all the dust in the house and then I kissed Tara’s forehead fondly and left the bedroom.  I did pause and wonder for a moment why I was treated furniture that way then shook my head and kept walking.

I sat down in the living room and pondered everything that had gone on over the years.  I figured up in my head and decided I had spent about 13 of the last 15 years as woman and some form of inanimate object.  I think that number is right.  My memory is fuzzy after being stuck in that display window so long.  I had my end table, Tara for 9 years I think and the Elsie end table for 14?  I wonder if I still have the receipts for them just so I satisfy my curiosity.  The more I thought about it the more amazing it seemed, I could barely remember my life before becoming a woman.  I looked up how much money I still had in my account and was surprised it was doing really well.  I still had well over $100,000, but staying at home by myself will get boring real quick so I then decided that after I caught up on things that went on while I incapacitated I would go out and find another job.  This time an office job so I could hopefully avoid what happened at the lingerie store.  I wonder where Maggie got such a device?