Days have passed since you made the biggest mistake in your life, thinking it would be a good idea to put your still living head on a female mannequin body, your face was now covered in a thin layer of dust. And you sneeze for what must have been the twentieth time in two weeks.
After some time passes you hear foot steps behind you. Unable to move anything but your head you turn your neck to see it’s the shop owner. You try to call out to them to get them to grab your remote, but it’s no use. They can’t hear you.
The shop owner then grabs your raised plastic arm and swings it down 180 degrees, to your surprise you actually feel this, and it feels goooooood. You cry out at the first feeling belong the neck in two weeks being the pleasure of some moving your body for you, it feel like stretching but without actually doing anything and a thousand times more arousing.
You want the shop owner to stop, but at the same time not to, since this is the first time you have felt something below the neck in two weeks. Regardless they don’t hear your cries of mercy.
The shop owner adjusts your hands, you feel through nerves you were positive didn’t exist in you anymore, you start to tense up, making it harder for the shop owner to adjust your pose, meaning they now have to use more force to move you.
You start to breath heavily as they finally finish with your arm and now moving down to your legs.
You feel the bikini store owner trail there fingers up your white plastic thighs reaching under the leg hole of your blue flower bikini finding the joint and moving your left leg forward.
You feel the clicking of the stronger leg joint move forward. The shop owner was using so much force you were worried your left leg would snap off at any moment. They finally find a satisfactory angle for your leg and move down to your left foot. You begin to sweat as for what they will do next.
They remove your plastic foot entirely and you scream out in the most intense ecstasy you have ever experienced in your whole life.
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When you finally wake up after passing out for the pleasure of having your pose altered, not to mention a whole section of your body removed.
You get to see your new mannequin pose.
Instead of having one hand on your waist and one hand in the air. Now both your hands were on your thighs. Also your left leg was now forward with the foot replaced with one made for high heals. To make it look like you were walking forward.
You lick your lips at your new sexy pose. Now you have something to look forward to.
You dutifully look out at the beach waiting for the shop owner to deam you ready of a new pose.