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The Stand:  Origins 6

“OK Deana do you know what you are getting yourself into for the next thirty days?”  Vivian asked once her and Deana got back to the store.

“Sure.  You are going to turn me in to a mannequin.”  Deana said with a shrug of her shoulders.

“Heh, you tried to say that so casually.”  Vivian said with a sly chuckle as she started to slowly circle around Deana with a wicked gleam in her eyes. “I can see the passion you are trying to conceal with that indifferent facade.”

Deana started to stammer out a replay when Vivian but her index finger up to Deana’s slightly parted lips, “Shhhhh my pet.  Don’t say anything.”  Vivian said.

Deana tried to take a step backwards but discovered she was locked in place!

“Heh, heh.  I can see you’ve realized I have already started working my magic on you.”  Vivian laughed as she continued circling around her, “The process starts with you losing the ability to move your body.  You are reduced to looking side to side with your eyes even though you are now finding that getting harder and harder to do.”  Vivian said lowering her voice to a breathy whisper as she ran the back of her hand ever so gently down the side of Deana’s torso, lightly brushing against the side of her breast as Vivian did so, “Oooo,  I saw your eyes widen there Deana.  You’ve just discovered another aspect of your transformation!  Your body is becoming more and more sensitive to the touch.”  Vivian said seductively then blew gently in Deana’s ear.

“Vivian then leaned in and started to softly and sensually kiss Deana’s neck while cupping one of her breast giving it a gentle massage, “Your skin is already starting to tighten up.  You are starting to feel artificial to the touch.  Is this feeling good?  Are you liking this?”  Vivian said, knowing full well that Deana was unable to reply.

“Let’s go ahead and pose you now while I am still able to move your limbs.”  Vivian said as she abruptly stepped back in deep thought trying to decide how she was going to pose her new partner/mannequin, “I know!  Lets give get you in a slightly seductive pose.  Like you’ve seen someone you would like to seduce!”  Vivian laughed as she quickly worked on Deana’s pose until she was satisfied. 

“Have you notice that your breathing is slowing down even though if you were fully human right now you would be panting with pent up sexual tension right now?”  Vivian said wickedly as she cupped Deana’s very plastic feeling crotch with her hand, “Oh, the feelings won’t diminish as you turn in to plastic.  They will continue to grow stronger as your transformation progresses.”

“Wait!  Do you hear that?”  Vivian asked rhetorically of the still figure before her, “It got quieter in here all of the sudden.  I wonder why?  Oh! I know!  You aren’t breathing anymore! Ha Ha Ha!”  she finished with an evil laugh.  “Congratulations!  You are now a mannequin!”  Vivian announced as she saw the last of Deana’s natural skin tone get replaced with the artificial shine of plastic.

Vivian conjured up a stand to mount her newly minted mannequin on and set it up in the front window then said, “Since you are wearing clothes you purchased here anyway I’ll just leave you in them for now.  To make sure I give you the full experience tonight is the last time I will talk to you.  For the next thirty days you will get your wish.  You’re just a marketing tool for me now.  Just a hunk of plastic that happens to be in the shape of a person.  You are just a spectator of what goes on around you now.  People will walk by you looking more at the clothes that you are displaying instead of seeing you as a person.  I will have my assistant change the clothes you have on here on the floor.  What does a lifeless hunk of plastic need with modesty anyway?  Even your hair is changeable.”  Vivian said as she snatched the wig that used to be Deana’s hair off of the mannequin’s head and waved it in front of it’s face before straightening it out and putting it back in place.

“You are at the mercy of every one around you.”  Vivian started talking again while caressing the mannequin’s supple yet solid curves, “Your body heat has already dissipated.  Now there is no way to distinguish you from anything other than the mannequin you are now!”

“Taking a step back to admire her handy work Vivian said, “Damn girl  you came out great.  Be glad we formed that pact because I would be leaving you like this forever other wise!”

With that Vivian stepped away without another word, shut off the lights to the store and went home.  Leaving two mannequins that used to be people alone to keep each other silent company.