"Oowwwww!!!!!!....." yelped Dee Dee as one of the rose's thorns pricked her left hand's thumb."You'd think Bruce would have brought in roses without such sharp thorns... mmm.." She looked at the thumb in question and noticed that there was a trace of blood visible along with what seemed to be a pink fluid of some kind as well.
The woman turned to move towards where the first aid kit was kept but found her legs seemed rooted to the spot; totally unresponsive. Slightly annoyed by what she figured to be an allergic reaction, Dee Dee tried to bend down and retrieve her cell phone near the flowers.
However, she found her arms seemed frozen now and immobile like the rest of her slim body.
To her horror, Dee Dee could feel that her body itself was changing form from flesh and blood to shiny plastic with no freckles or blemishes visible anywhere. She felt her pussy disappearing becoming the same material as the rest of her body with no opening visible whatsoever. Strangely enough, these changes were accompanied by waves of pleasure flowing through her still body.
Soon Dee Dee had stopped breathing altogether with her
breasts frozen in rigid domes capped with small plastic nipples.
I've. .I've. .become
a
mannequin.... I... can't...ca.. moveeeee!!!!!!!
Dee Dee shouted to herself before her mind dissipated as it became hollow and plastic like the rest of her transformed body.
For the new few hours, the only noise that
could be heard in the greenhouse was the automatic sprinklers that
switched on and off according to the timers they were hooked to.
Later that night...
A brown haired man walked into the greenhouse and flung aside the
briefcase he was holding. "Dee Dee, darling, I'm here at last. Shall we
try biting on some forbidden fruits?" he called out as he pulled off
the navy tie he was wearing "I've had a long day dealing with our new
legal representatives James, Mullen and Dillard so I'm looking forward
to some fun."
Bruce wandered around a little, puzzled by the lack of response to his
shouts. When he neared the back of the building, he saw what
looked like a nude mannequin standing next to some experimental roses
he had recently imported from an eccentric scientist in Europe.
However, when he neared the display form, he discovered to his horror
that the mannequin was his beloved Dee Dee; transformed into this
inanimate figure. He slowly ran his fingers along her stiffened torso, shocked
how lifelike she still looked, yet was now just a hunk of plastic with
visible joint marks all over body and a chrome plate where her ass was
for the insertion of a display rod.
After several conversations on his cell phone, Bruce resigned himself
to the fact that for now Dee Dee would be stuck in this form as there
was no antidote available to change her back. He had a glass display
case brought into the greenhouse and had Dee Dee placed in it.
Dressed prettily in a bright green one piece swimsuit and dark sunglasses,
she looked serene surrounded by the plants she loved while she waited for
the cure her husband worked on frantically.
And
waited... and waited....
THE END