He feels a changing in his body, become bigger, more muscular by the second. "What's going on!?" He said as the equipment became snug on him, making him officialy a football coaches wet dream! "Wow! I'm like that player that poses for under armour! I can't beleive this is.."
He was cut short as he looked down at his skin a noticed his arm becoming more stiff as a silver grey color started sneaking up his arm. "What's going on! What's happening to me!?" He shouted as his butt and below became stiff and unmovable. The sensation of numbness and cold plastic began too take over his legs as the color creeped up his chest!
"Oh god! he must have wanted a under armour mannequin to go with the uniforms!? Noooo...." He screamed but cut short as his wind pipes and internal organs became nothing but plastic and empty hollow air! He tried to speak, tried to shift himself but by then it had reached his neck, making his eyes and lips the only thing movable.
He tried calling for help, his now big lips trying to move as the grey slowly reached his head, but now a new feeling took over his mind. He felt no urge to move, only to be dressed and moved, to be looked at and admired as the work of art he was. He tried smiling and managed a small one as the process finished. Now there was only silence as the equipment lay there on the floor and a new mannequin stood there still, dressed to play some gridiron football!