Jasmyn can barely put two thoughts together, as her whole body takes on the consistency of virtual plastic. She cannot feel any part of her body that is now plastic. She can "feel" the eyes of the Green Demon looking on her approvingly. There must be a stand and outfit for me to display now, Jasmyn thinks.

Reading her thoughts, the Green Demon states coldly, "I have just the place for you, my dear."