I walk into the adult store, its shelves full of various objects, dildos, buttplugs, anal beads, strapons, lube of various brands, dvds, handcuffs of several types, many different colours of rope, leather belts and cuffs, a wide variety of gags, ball, ring, penis, bit, muzzle amd more, blindfolds, floggers, paddles, canes, riding crops, chastity cages and belts, collars bith metal and leather and ranging from small to large, some easier to wear in public than others, outfits of various materials and styles, sex dolls of various types and so much more. If I get this job then it would be my role to sell all this stuff, I don't even know what they all are or do, although I can always explore that with my employee discount. Although I'm more concerned with getting the job itself, the last few years all I've managed to find is temp work, I just want a stable job, one that I can keep and that's secured. 

"Hello, are you here for the interview?" I guess my suit gave me away, I do feel very overdressed for such a shop. The man behind the counter smiles at me friendly and holds out his hand, which I shake slightly nervously.

"Please follow me to my office." He opens the counter allowing me to walk behind it and guides me down a narrow corridor stacked with various objects waiting to go out to the shelves, before entering a small office and both of us sitting uncomfortably close to each other in the cramped space.

"Well, I think that you'd be a great fit here. If you wish to continue I'd love to give you a tour." Really, it's going that well. Great, finally, I might actually have a full time job. I happily follow my possible new boss out and around the shop as he shows me all of the various products, some of which i make mental notes to try out later, the till and storage area. As we tour the back we come to a strange, large machine, easily 10ft tall and filling the back wall of the storeroom.

"What's this?" My boss smiles.

"This is something special, you see many of our customers are into roleplaying and this is used for tf play. Why don't you have a look inside?" I poke my head into the machine, seeing a large empty space.

"They go inside, we turn on the machine and they pretend to be transformed as they get changed." I step inside and look around, the surfaces are smooth and there's a slight static tingling in the air.

"We just wait for them to enter and then turn it on." Suddenly a metal door slides shut in the entrance sealing me inside. Is this some sort of newbie hazing, like when builders send the new guy out the get a lefthanded screwdriver? If it is I should try not to panic and play along with the joke, I wouldn't want to give the wrong first impression.

"Then we decide what they will turn into and activate the program " I can barely hear him but he seems to be running through the whole process, he seems to be very committed to the illusion, you could almost think that this was real.

The air inside begins the feel warmer and more electric as if static is building all around me, the sensation tingling over my skin. Lights come on and move around me, as if scanning me. Maybe I should say something? I feel strange and I want to get out but this is just the funny prank to mess with me, I'll play along for now.

I feel the tingling sensation increase in intensity, almost uncomfortably as it civers my body, my skin feeling tight and I begin to feel lighter and more rigid, what's happening? I try to call out but my lips refuse to move or part. Why can't I move my mouth? I raise my hands to feel but they to refuse to move. I stand unmoving as I panic, even my eyes refusing to move, fixed straight ahead, this can't be real, this must be some sort of trick. The lights switch off and electric feeling suddenly disappears, leaving me standing motionless, as my mind screams silently for help. The entrance slides open and my boss enters the machine smiling as he walks up to me, his hands and eyes examining my immobilised body.

"Yes, you look perfect. You'll do great here." What does he mean? Wait what is he doing? I feel my clothes undo and watch helplessly as they're removed from my body, my now hard skin feeling the air against it and I feel vulnerable and exposed. I feel his arm wrap around my body and I'm picked up as if I weigh nothing and I'm carried back through the store and put out on display, my body carefully lowered onto a pole, one which enters a hole that would have been my ass, causing my to moan slightly as it fills me.

"I'm so glad to have you join us as part of the team. As the advert said this will be a job for life." He smiles as if chuckling at a joke and walks away, leaving me frozen and naked for all to see. I desperately try to move as I silently cry for help, trapped in my now plastic body.

Epilogue

I stand proudly displaying some of the products we sell, a collar around my neck, a chastity cage around my solid unmoving crotch, my stiff arms held together with handcuffs. I watch as customers enter and look around, one looking over me, their gaze filling me with joy. Everytime I persuade someone to purchase a product I feel a sense of fulfillment and arousal, in my frozen existence I've come to crave that feeling, it's the only thing that prevents me from going insane as I'm forced to remain motionless, staring straight ahead, watching as so many move freely around me, as I display items that make them feel excitement and pleasure that I'm forever denied, items i wish that people would use on me, i wish they could touch me and use me, like the pole constantly deep in my ass, constantly causing me to be horny. Maybe when I finally retire I can return to my old life and do all the things the customers do.

Suddenly the new store manager walks up to me and removes the items from my body, is it already time to change my display? An empty feeling fills me as I'm left completely naked, with nothing to display, I need to display something. I'm suddenly lifted off my pole, the empty feeling driving me mad with desire, a desire to be filled once more, to be filled and displayed for all to see. I'm laid into something, a box? Why am I in a box?

"It's a shame to have to get rid of you but we need the money, have fun in your new workplace." At this he closes the lid, placing me in darkness and I hear tape sealing me inside. New workplace? What does he mean? What does that mean for me? Will they have a machine that can turn me back? Will I still be displayed? Will I still live on the pole? Will I still convince plenty of customers to buy things? Fear builds inside me as I'm lifted into a delivery van and taken away from the store, away from the only way to return to my old life, forced to embrace my life as a shop mannequin for the rest of my life. At least I'll have a job though.