"kind of plain looking. The place could use a couple of hot figures like us to boost their sales." Stephanie explains as she pulls Jenny forward.
"Wait a second!" Jenny tries to pull her hand out of Stephanie's but the other mannequin keeps a firm grip, and Jenny, fearing having her hand pulled off, decides not to push it. "Please, let go! I promise I won't run off on you I just want to try to figure you out."
Stephanie stops walking, but keeps hold of Jenny's hand, making it slightly difficult for the older mannequin to think straight. "OK Jenny. We've got all night to get to the place so maybe I was a little rushed, I want to help you enjoy this as much as I'm going to so ask me anything."
"Thank you for stopping. You can let go of me though..." Jenny insists.
"Oh!" Stephanie releases Jenny's hand, and gives her a sheepish look. "Sorry about that, I guess I was enjoying it a little too much to consider letting go."
"Well.. you haven't had to deal with two months worth of constant unwanted pleasure." Jenny shoots back abruptly.
Stephanie can only stare in shock at this. "Unwanted... Jenny, think for a moment. What would your life have been like during those two months without the pleasure we're feeling now?"
Jenny looks at Stephanie, dumbfounded. She tries to formulate an answer that confirms her current mindset on the issue, but eventually replies "Even more boring" with a look of shocked realization etched on her plastic features.
Stephanie responds with a gentle smile while reaching out to grab Jenny's hand again, which the blond mannequin allows her to do, even shuddering slightly as their fingers make contact. "I know this won't answer all of your questions, but..." Stephanie reaches out with her other hand and hovers it above Jenny's breasts, giving her a hopeful smile.
Jenny looks down at the offered hand, and again her thoughts flash to her smooth crotch and nipple-less breasts, but feeling the pleasure that came just with having her hand held, Jenny understands that maybe human pleasure centres are irrelevant to her mannequin body. Jenny starts to move her free hand to push Stephanie's on to her, but stops halfway. Stephanie looks crestfallen and starts to move her hand away, but Jenny gives the first genuine smile her plastic lips have ever produced. "Lets save that for later. I still have questions about why you'd want to be plastic, but you've earned a happy Jenny-quin for helping me realize the situation isn't as bad as I thought." Jenny finishes her movement and brings Stephanie's hand lightly down on her plastic cleavage causing both of them to openly sigh with pleasure. "I'm going to try to understand your point of view, so lets go see that shop you wanted to pose in." Jenny releases the hand on her breast and steps back, still holding Stephanie's other hand.
A wide grin one again graces Stephanie's features, and she starts talking a mile a minute "Oh you're going to love it, especially after being stuck in lingerie for so long not that you don't look great in lingerie but I thought that maybe you'd want to cover up which is why I froze myself in these clothes to wait for you cause I know I'd want to pick my own stuff after being dressed by someone else for a while and..."
Jenny marvels at Stephanie's ability to talk for so long, but then realizes that they don't have lungs, so any speech they were capable of was magic anyway, so Steph's run-on-sentence made perfect sense from an excited mannequin. The Brunette figure leads the pair through the darkened mall to a trendy upscale store specializing in club wear, just a few storefronts over from the department store they'd started in. When they arrive Steph says something about a surprise and runs off to the change room, grabbing some clothes along the way. While waiting for steph Jenny notes that the mannequins in the store are indeed rather plain, with bored staring-off-into-the-distance looks on their identical faces. Their poses are similarly uninspired being the same, one hand on hips other arm slightly bent while taking a step forward look you'd see on any other display figure. Jenny wanders up to one and brushes her plastic hand against its, eliciting the same pleasurable feeling she'd come to expect, but somehow different from when she'd been in contact with Stephanie.
Jenny ponders for a moment why she suddenly cares about these things when she hears the door to the change room open and the click-click-click of heels coming out.
"Hey Jen, like the new me?" Steph calls out. Jenny does a double take as she sees Steph again. The former brunette was now wearing an electric blue wig, a pair of silver hot-pants with matching coloured 4 inch heels, and a sparkly blue tube top that revealed a good amount of under-boob. Jenny wasn't surprised at the outfit so much as Stephanie herself, the display figure's breasts had ballooned out to at least an F cup, while she was overall the same height as she was before even with the new heels. Jenny is once again left speechless by her new display-partner.
"Hehe, I hope the silence is a good thing. I could have told you about this earlier but didn't want to spoil the surprise. When we put clothing on ourselves our bodies will change to fit the proportions best suited to displaying that clothing. So I deliberately grabbed a larger top and shorter pants before going to change, and let me tell you the changing feels great! I had to try really hard not to moan loud enough to give myself away. Oh, and don't worry about losing your actual figure, if you take off your clothes with the intent of changing back to normal then you will. Anyway, shall we find you an outfit?"
Jenny can't help but continue to stare at Steph while responding...