Nancy and Stefanie knelt, the nude pair motionless. They were frozen in stasis, and, as the newly drawn marks on Nancy's left breast and Stefanie's right hip showed, were on their way another week on display, week seventeen. The little passport stamp drawings made in marker indicated they had arrived in Korea, having just came from Canada.
Since the start of the year, the pair had been sent from country to country, their frozen forms on display inside "stasis cubes", plexiglass boxes that were really just to ensure no one could touch... at least during the day. At night, VIP guests paid top dollar for full access, but most of the time, the frozen pair were display only.
Nancy knelt with a blush below her blue eyes, an expression of passion on her face, leaning on her right hand and with the other reaching downwards, and likely the source of the expression she gave. The blonde had been in that pose since November of last year, when she had been prepped to start the tour over the next year. Almost two months just waiting for the new year, sitting, in her box.
Stefanie was kneeling, a playful expression on her face, hands leaning down between slightly open legs. Her pose saw her arms squeezing her breasts together slightly,making them stick out a little more. Her right eye was covered by the falling bangs of her brown hair.
Both women had been injected with long-lasting freeze nanites. As long as they were active, the pair were in fact rock solid, like stone, but flesh. To touch them one would feel warmth. But to try and squeeze their flesh, one would find unyielding stiffness.
The contract was fifteen months, their two in storage, their year on tour, one for the fourteen-month dose of nanites to fade. But both had signed a clause - if the shows were popular, they would be given another injection in November, replenishing the nanites, and freezing them for fourteen more months. Another year on tour, and then two months more for the double-dose of nanites to fade.
Neither had really objected to the fact the clause didn't actually have an ending. In theory after the second year, another injection could happen. And another. Month after month could be added.
What would they look like by then? Would their skin be covered totally in the marker-drawn stamps? Would the markings be washed off to start anew? Neither knew - in fact, the last they knew had been sitting in their poses waiting for the nanites to kick in. They were frozen in that November moment, even at the end of April. They would be to at least January... and probably far beyond.
They would fly overnight, in cold cargoholds, at the end of each week. Neither felt a thing, neither thought a thing. They were like objects, and displayed as such. That was what they'd signed up for. That was what thousands flocked to see.
Yes, it was very likely the tour would extend... The two nude and frozen beauties taken further and further around the world, further and further away from that moment when they had frozen stiff, to wait... and wait...