[TF, F->Mannequin]

I was practicing manips when I decided... there's not a lot of dark mannequin manips that I've seen, and that I've never made one myself! So I put a story with it, and here we are!

`Fetish Alignment Device` is being reviewed and should start being uploaded shortly, and I'm working on `The City` in the mean time! Enjoy!

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Imagine being attractive, but unrecognizable. Imagine your life’s purpose was to be a model, but the poses were never your own.

Imagine being a piece of plastic in a clothing store.

Sally never thought she’d grow up to be a living mannequin; it’s not a career they mentioned in school when she was a kid. Instead, thoughts and dreams of being an actress, a model, or a superstar flitted through her head. She hoped one day she’d be beautiful and famous, recognized at a glance by anyone who sees her.

She never thought she’d find a witch who saw a strange way to twist Sally’s ambitions. A few magic words and a couple of mysteriously waggling fingers and Sally left the witch’s home with the promise that her goals would be attainable with a little mental focus, and if she ever wished to go back to a more humble life then she just had to do the same again.

By the time she got home, Sally was wondering what was meant by that. Mental focus could be anything and everything. Resolutely focusing on a future in which everyone knew her and adored her beauty, she could feel everything start to change.

Like a wave washing over her skin, she watched as her skin darkened and became the glossy black sheen of a store mannequin. Ever feature about herself disappeared, replaced with the perfectly molded surface of plastic. Sally tried to calm herself, but found her ability to breath was already taken away. She was stuck, posed at the bathroom window for hours, staring into the expressionless face that she could hardly believe was hers.

In that time, she had to admit the witch wasn’t lying: she was beautiful, perfect enough to display clothes. In a way, she was even famously known and would be recognized easily - after all, who wouldn’t know what a mannequin was?

Sally finally managed to get control of herself, and even changed back. Now, she made a regular performance of changing for crowds, and even posing in stores wearing whatever outfit she saw fit.

It was becoming a dangerous game for her. Why not just wear a sweater and stockings in the outdoors section? As long as Sally changed into her mannequin self before being caught, no one would suspect that the sexless, unidentifiable mannequin was actually a real woman. To them, it was just another piece of plastic, as unremarkable as the next. But to Sally, and any that knew her secret, she was quite remarkable.