Patti kept glancing at her watch wondering when the day was going to be
done and she was going to be able to go home. She had worked as a
sales clerk for the lighting fixture store just over a year and had
disliked the job intensely at the beginning. The daily monotony
of smiling happily while helping customers pick out just the right
fixture for their home or office coupled with the occasional anger from
a customer who had his or credit card rejected almost drove her to quit
back then.
However, it was her meeting with the store owner Mr. Waylon Smithers
that changed her mind. He calmed her down after a particularly
bad shift and even took her out to dinner to talk over her concerns
with the workplace. The next couple of weeks saw their friendship
blossom into a full blown romance. The fact that the owner was a
married man didn't bother Patti that much as he often talked what a
loveless marriage he was in .
After three months of happiness, Patti had all but convinced her lover
to leave his wife and start a new life with her. Unfortunately, the
night before he was to break the news, tragedy struck as Waylon
suffered a massive heart attack in the middle of making
passionate love. Patti was distraught over his untimely demise
but she realized that if Waylon was discovered dead in her bed, it
would cause a lot of problems for her as a result of the scandal.
She called a few mutual friends who moved Waylon's lifeless body to his
car outside and then drove the car to the parking lot outside the
fixture store. When his body was found the next morning, police
assumed that Waylon died of a stroke just as he was about to head home
for the night.
After Waylon's passing, the ownership of the store passed to Waylon's
widow Carolyn who immersed herself in the day-to-day operations
deeply. Carolyn was friendly and outgoing to all the employees
and that even included Patti which puzzled the latter a great
deal. Patti had figured with all the rumors and whispers around
town and among her fellow employees about her relationship with Waylon
that his widow would send her packing as soon as possible. Carolyn not only kept Patti around but promoted here to night shift
manager with a fairly sizable pay raise to boot.
It was in that capacity that found Patti printing off her sales totals
for the night while the other employees made sure all the customers
were taken care of and locked the entrance doors. The dark haired
manager quickly added up her figures and gave the store employees a
talk about future things to do before she let them go for the
night. Once she had secured the cash and receipts, she was about
to turn off the lights and leave for the night when she saw a familiar
face standing near a display area waving her over.
" Patti, could
you give me a hand with this new display I'm setting up here ?
These lights are a brand new design and I need a subject
for them to be focused properly, " Carolyn asked in a friendly manner.
Patti thought
briefly about declining or begging off until morning but figured the
light adjustment would only take a few minutes at most. She
walked over and stood where Carolyn indicated next to a long
black and gold floor lamp on her right and a desk lamp on her left.
" By the
way, Patti, what would you say if I gave you a raise next week
and an extra day off at the same time ? Of course, you
would have to take on some extra responsibilities at the same time.
Do you think you can handle all that ? " the store owner said
as she turned the multitude of lights on.
Patti smiled
broadly as she scratched her head with her left hand while the lights
reflected in a strobe effect towards her. " I think I can
accept such a thing though I have a question..." she said as the
lights grew stronger . Her thinking was starting to grow fuzzy
and a feeling of stiffness was spreading throughout her body.
" Yes ? "
Carolyn asked with an evil grin on her face as she moved to one side
and retrieved what appeared to be a large mirror from nearby. She
then stood back and watched the spectacle that unfolded before her eyes.
Patti tried to
move or call out but found she could do neither no matter how much she
wanted to. She felt her skin growing tighter by the second as if
it was being acted upon by an unseen force and being changed somehow.
Her breathing was slowing down and her chest was barely moving at
all. Patti's feelings of inner terror were mingled with ones of
erotic excitement as her private areas were being affected by the same
force that was engulfing her whole body.
"What..what's happening to me ?... I can't
move... mmmm.. feel good... what's going on?.... I want to get out of here!... help!... anybody help me !" Patti
screamed silently as her transformation swiftly quick came to an end.
The lights flickered off and there was silence in the room save
for the quiet movement of Carolyn's feet as she walked in front of
Patti and put down the mirror so Patti could from her frozen gaze what
her present state was.
The
reflection that greeted Patti did indeed reveal her current state and
it was much to her horror what she saw. Her soft supple skin was
now flawless plastic with lines visible on her arms, torso and left
leg. The color in her eyes and cheeks now seemed very artificial
in nature as if it was applied by a paint brush. There were no
signs whatsoever that this inanimate piece of plastic was just a few
minutes ago a living breathing woman.
"A MANNEQUIN... I'VE BEEN
TURNED INTO A MANNEQUIN!!!!!.... WHY?... WHY ME?...."
Patti wailed mentally as her state hit her like the proverbial
ton of bricks.
She felt her skirt being removed by Carolyn
and the cool air of the store brushing against her upper thighs and
panties. Her pussy had sealed up and disappeared during the whole
process yet she still felt a tingle of excitement as the air passed
over her smooth pelvic area.
"You see, Patti, I discovered sometime ago that you were the real
reason why my Waylon died. Your fling with him caused his heart
to stop after all these years and your pathetic attempt to pass it off
as death by natural causes caused me to hate you all the more.
Once I learned the truth, I contacted a friend of mine who works
in cryogenics and arranged to borrow some of his more advanced
machinery. I adjusted it to transform instead of freezing the
subject and hooked it to this display for the time I chose to use
it. From there, it was simply a matter of making sure you stuck
around long enough for me to avenge Waylon," Carolyn said as she
finished stripping the plastic mannequin and throwing the clothes in a
garbage bag.
"I've planted evidence here that will lead the police to believe
you feared being arrested for Waylon's death and skipped town to avoid
the cops. They'll put out a warrant to find you but I'm afraid
they won't be thinking to check the department store windows in the
next state when they search," Carolyn said cruelly as she picked up
Patti and placed the plastic mannequin in a nearby box.
"Good-bye, Patti ! Your next job will probably involve modeling lingerie
or swimwear... of course, they won't ask your opinion in the matter,
will they ?
Ha ! Ha ! Ha !" Carolyn said ironically before closing the
lid on the box.
Inside, Patti was left alone with her mental screams in the
darkness... until she stood in the light again...
The
light of a display window....
THE END