"Now look at what you've done!" One of the dressers said as she helped Jane out of the pile. "I hope you're planning on helping me fix this."

      "Sure thing, Miss ---," Jane said as she held out her hand.

      "Call me Cleo." Cleo smiled as she shook her hand and they started standing the groom and bride back up when she noticed one of the bridesmaids. "Just great. This one has a fractured arm now. I'd better take it to the back."

      "Look, I'm really sorry." Jane confessed. "I'll do anything I can do to make things up to you."

      "Well..." Cleo confessed. "There is something. If you'll please follow me to the back."

      As Jane followed Cleo to the back, she watched as Cleo pulled down the mannequin's panties. Jane couldn't believe how realistic the woman looked when she saw Cleo probe the pussy and remove a silver disk. She also removed another from the mannequin's buttocks.

      "Jane, I'd like you to meet Sarah." Cleo said as Jane stood in shock as one of the mannequin's arms started to move in a stretch and yawn.

      "Yow!" Sarah said as she grabbed hold of her other arm. "What happened?"

      "Jane here was knocked into you and the others by a bunch of wild shoppers." Cleo said, pointing at her new friend. "I figure you just have a fracture, but I suggest you see a doctor to find out if it's broken or not."

      "What about the display?" Sarah asked.

      Cleo turned toward Jane and smiled. "This is why I asked you back here and let you in on the store's little secret." Cleo said, showing Jane the tiny disks. "These disks freeze one's motor functions and allow them to hold a pose as easy and as long as a real mannequin. Only the manager, the dressers, and of course the frozen models know of them."

      "You want me to take Sarah's place?" Jane asked, grasping why she had been told.

      "Hopefully it will only be for a couple of days." Cleo said, nodding. "Unless her arm is broken and we'd need you for a little while longer."

      "I guess you can have the manager find me a temp replacement in the wrapping department." Jane smiled. "After all, I've always wanted to be a model."

      "That's the spirit." Cleo smiled. "If you don't mind taking your clothes off, I believe you and Sarah are about the same size."

      "No problem." Jane giggled as she kicked off her pumps and removed her turtleneck and skirt. She slipped off her nylons and undid her bra. As Sarah started to dress in Jane's outfit, Cleo slipped the devices into Jane's pussy and ass so she could start getting dressed for display.

      "I feel like a real bridesmaid." Jane said as she stood in a blue backless, strapless dress with a push up bra, matching heels and lacy white gloves.

      "Are you ready to become plastic?" Cleo asked. "I set the timer when I placed them inside of you."

      "I... I guess so." Jane said, just before the transformation happened. Jane felt like her whole body had fallen asleep, yet her legs didn't collapse under her. To the visual designer she had become very rigid as her skin took on an even, artificial tone. In the blink of an eye she had become a mannequin that never blinked or moved. Cleo then picked Jane up easily since she now weighed only a few pounds and walked out to the display with Sarah. Once they were both sure that Jane wouldn't fall off the display rod, Sarah went to catch the next bus across town to her doctor's office.

      As Jane stared with a blank glaze at the three angled mirrors with a preacher painted on them. In the three way mirror she could see her fellow bridesmaid display figure in a red sleeveless dress, shoulder length red gloves, and red satin heels. The charming groom stood in a white bow tie and purple tux.

      As the day wore on, Jane found she wasn't bored at all. The disks inside of her had vibrators that kept her erotically entertained, totally unbeknownst to those passing by. An hour after the store closed, the devices shut themselves off on a timer and Jane found she could move once again.

      "Have fun?" Cleo asked with a smile as Jane noticed several other mannequins starting to stretch and work the kinks out from holding their poses all day.

      "A lot more fun than that I ever had in the wrapping department!" Jane admitted as she sat down, removed her shoes and rubbed her feet. "Even if the shoes were a bit small for me, those disks are better than any dildo I've ever used."

      "I've talked to Mr. Jordan Dixon, our branch manager, and you can be transferred to our living mannequin department if you wish. We've had several comments on your excellent job today."

      "That would be terrific," Jane said with a smile. "Perhaps next time you can freeze me first and dress me yourself. When I saw my first mannequin standing so beautiful and so still I wondered what it'd be like to be dressed like them."

      "If you'd like," Cleo giggled, seeing Jane lifting up the front of her dress and trying to finger her pussy for the device. "Most of our mannequins have the dresser completely dress them at least once. If you're trying to get the device out, forget it. The way they're lodged in, it can't be reached by the model...only the dresser."

      "Are all the mannequins living models?" Jane asked as she notice leotard-clad blonde on a tumbling mat still not moving.

      "No, some of them are real mannequins, like that one; she's a Rootstein." Cleo said as waved a group of the girls over. "Ladies, I'd like to introduce you to Jane, one of our new models. The bride you were displayed with is Mary and your fellow bridesmaid was Susie. You know Sarah already."

      "And that handsome groom?" Jane asked.

      "He's a real mannequin, like the one on the mat there." Cleo said as they walked over to the life-like groom. "The man who invented the freeze devices you wear also gave us some chemicals that makes the mannequins look very lifelike. They can be taken apart like normal mannequins, but the divisions between sections aren't seen anywhere."

      "Amazing!" Jane said as she was led to the employee cafeteria in the back, still dressed in her bridesmaid's outfit. She didn't seem out of place among other models dressed in everything from see-through lingerie to expedition parkas. Jane and Cleo joined some of the other girls in dinner. Being in too much pleasure all day to be hungry, she hadn't even thought of food. With some girls naked and others in lingerie and bathing suits, Jane felt more like she was in a YWCA locker room rather than a cafeteria. "Guess Sarah will be replacing me as the bridesmaid again?"

      "The X-rays showed that nothing was really wrong with her arm." Cleo said with a mysterious smile. "I guess you'll get your chance to have someone dress you if you wish."

      "Sounds fun." Jane giggled back.

      The evening went by as usual. After the girls ate, Cleo went around with Darleen, Martha and Alice. She helped them change their outfits and figured out how to pose them in the new displays she was putting together. She gave Jane a bathrobe to wear while Sarah got back into the bridesmaid's outfit.

      "When are you going to dress me?" Jane asked, suddenly realizing she was completely naked under the robe.

      "I haven't decided where to put you yet." Cleo confessed. "I had expected you to replace Sarah for a few days. I'll have to turn on your device before morning so that the other employees won't know our models' little secret."

      "Does that mean what I think it means?" Jane asked as Cleo activated Sarah's devices and made sure that they worked alright. Sarah once again became a perfectly posed mannequin figure, ready to be moved into the display once more.

      "That seems to be functioning correctly," Cleo said, turning her attention to Jane. Cleo then helped Jane off with her robe; leaving her self-consciously nude with nothing at all to be worried about. She had an excellently toned figure and would display nicely in the buff. "I'm afraid so, but once activated the devices will keep you from feeling cold. Our swimwear and lingerie models have never complained."

      "Alright, I'm ready." Jane felt tense as Cleo fingered inside her pussy and activated the first device and then lifted her up onto a support rod. As a click was heard, the second device was activated and froze her in place. As her skin evened out, her exposed nipples smoothed over to become sculptured bumps on her firm plastic breasts. Her pussy also faded into the featureless plastic mound of a mannequin. Jane had no time to alter her pose so she remained standing with her arms held ridgidly at her sides, eyes gazing out into the distance. "See you after my morning meeting with Mr. Dixon." Cleo said.

      When the employees clocked in at 8:30 am, Maggie Phillips checked the bulletin board for company news. Standing there in the workroom was an unknown, undressed, mannequin. "That's funny," Maggie told her co-worker Elisa. Nothing on the board about a new model being hired. Did you get a call last night from Cleo?"

      "Nope." Elisa said as she looked at Jane. "Cleo always leaves a message to come see her or contacts us directly if we have a new live model to dress. This one must be only a new mannequin that the boss hasn't been told about yet. Got the formula so we can take her apart?"

      "Got it." Maggie said as she opened the safe and got out a flask of yellow liquid. Elisa pried open Jane's stiff mouth as Maggie poured the liquid down her throat. It was over in seconds.

      "Nooo!" Jane's mind screamed. "I'm a model, not a mannequin. Check my pussy for the freeze device. Check with Mr. Dixon and Cleo first!" Of course she said nothing and remained totally rigid in her mannequinized state.

      The liquid slid easy down her throat, making her insides as plastic as her outside. Jane just stared out with her now glass eyes as Elisa grabbed her breasts and lifted her upper half off her lower torso. As her upper half was set down on a worktable, she watched as her lower half was turned upside down and had a pair of pantyhose sliding up her legs. Her legs had become so sensitive that she could not help but to have internal orgasms. It was only when the hose passed over her hips that she noticed that her pussy had sealed up with the vibrator disk was locked inside her.

      "There now." Maggie said as she slipped on a pair of black pumps and matching leather skirt on her. Once her upper torso was reattached, Elisa attached a silk white blouse and belt on her.

      "Oh, NO! You weren't supposed to dress Jane," Cleo said as she froze in her tracks. "Elisa! Maggie! What have you done?"

      "We saw the clothes next to this new mannequin and figured you wanted it dressed," Maggie said, confused at Cleo's shock and anger. "Didn't you want this outfit on it?" She had thought her boss would be pleased at her initiative, not the opposite.

      "Please tell me that you didn't use the mannequin formula on Jane." Cleo begged. Jane herself offered no response.

      "Jane?" Elisa said as she and Maggie stared at one another. "You mean this was a frozen model and not... not a real mannequin?"

      Cleo nodded, frowning, thinking aloud. "We've never put the formula into a living being before," Cleo muttered, paced back and fourth. "There's no antidote to restore her to normal -- if that's even possible now."

      "What about the scientist who invented it?" Maggie offered.

      "Died two years ago." Cleo confessed. "Gave Apollo the formula, but as I said, no antidote for a case like this. I guess all we can do is keep our mouths shut to avoid prison and make Jane here as comfortable in her new life as possible.

      The End