Stripping off her bra, Debbie quickly grabbed a piece of cardboard and
a black marker and walked with them and the chain to the center of the
living room. She wrote SEXY DISPLAY on the cardboard piece and
set it on the floor in front of her.
Debbie then took the gold
chain and wrapped it around her waist just enough so she could
close the clasp on her right thigh.
Standing upright, Debbie smiled brightly as she held her pose like the
many statues she and Nancy had walked past in their nighttime
excursions. Strangely, she felt an odd tingling sensation that
was starting to spread from where the chain was on her through her
entire body. She dismissed it as part of the excitement she was
feeling about being discovered like this by Nancy.
However, when she saw her reflection in a nearby brass sculpture, the
true nature of the feeling and its repercussions revealed itself to
her. Her skin was rapidly changing from flesh and blood to warm
plastic devoid of freckles and blemishes and any other signs of
humanity.
Debbie could see lines forming out of the blue on her
shoulders, wrists, waist and left leg as the change swept through her
body.
"A
MANNEQUIN... WHY.. HOW..... PLEASE NO.... I DON'T WANT TO CHANGE !!!!"
Debbie shouted to herself as her ability to move or talk had
ceased. She saw that her breathing had also ceased now with her
breasts now two mounds of solid plastic with dark brown circles capping
them. Her eyes had changed into twin pieces of colored glass,
though somehow she could still see out.
As the change neared its completion and Debbie's mind started to fade
away, she became aware of two things occurring. The first was
Nancy running into the room and screaming in horror at the sight that
she took in. The second was the distant sound of police sirens
that seemed to be heading in their direction. After that, there
was nothing as the change was complete and an inanimate plastic figure
stood where a living human being was just a few minutes ago.
Nancy heard the approaching sirens as well and figured if she didn't
get out of there, she would be arrested for certain or even changed
like her friend was. Grabbing her purse and wearing only a
T-shirt and shorts, she raced out the door vowing to try and find out
what had gone wrong that night with her friend..
Twenty minutes later...
"All right, let's dust the place for prints and go talk to the
neighbors for a description of who lived her.." Detective Kojak
shouted to the men bustling in and out of the house. He pulled
out a lollipop and sucked on it thoughtfully while looking over the
semi-nude mannequin.
"Detective!... Detective, we've got a problem here!" a
man shouted as he ran up to the bald officer.
"What is it, Sergeant Hutch? Did you get hold of the museum
curator who put this anti-theft device in his exhibit? I want
this mannequin changed back to the woman she was right away!" Kojak
snapped at the curly haired man.
"Well,
that's the problem, sir. You see, the curator tried to get hold
of the inventor of the unique device that was designed to look like an
ordinary chain earlier today but was told he had died in a house fire
just recently . Unfortunately, the same fire had also destroyed
all his notes including how to reverse the change. The curator
was going to remove the chain tomorrow but..." Hutch said softly before
trailing off.
"DAMN!
All right, Hutch, get over to the curator's house and arrest him right
away!" Kojak shouted as another officer threw a tarp around Debbie's
figure.
"On what
charge?" Hutch inquired
"Mannequincide...." Kojak muttered to himself as he walked away slowly........
THE END