“I’ve always wanted to see what the mall was like at night,” Stephanie confessed. “You know, without the crowds of people. I bet it’d be weird, but cool.”
“Well, if it’s anything like this store, I can tell you it’ll mostly just be dark and kind of creepy. But then again, we’re mannequins that can move, so I don’t think we have anything to worry about – we’re already kind of creepy.”
Stephanie laughed, and followed Jennifer.
They were able to make their way into the main section of the mall. Stores, darkened, stretched out on either side of the walkway. All kinds of clothing stores, toy stores…Kyle had said that whatever store they were in come opening, they would be forced to model for in a sexy way.
She wondered what would happen if they were somewhere that wasn’t used to having mannequins. Like an electronic store…or a card store. Would anyone make mention of it, or would they just be seen as something normal? It was hard to tell how this would work. Either way, she didn’t really want to return to lingerie…but at the same time, she’d gotten so used to it, that it wasn’t as embarrassing as it used to be. Strange though it was to consider, she actually felt that NOT wearing lingerie would be weirder than the alternative.
Stephanie glanced around. “Kind of boring without anyone around…” she muttered.
“Yeah…still, it couldn’t hurt to explore a little.”
Stephanie shrugged. They took off down the walkway.
Their plastic feet clicked on the floor, echoing throughout the mall. The girls looked down at their arched feet, and then at each other, and giggled in a nervous sort of way. What else could they do? Jenny was tired of feeling sorry for herself.
They passed a cookie store, but it was closed and no food was there right now. Stephanie stopped and looking longingly at it. “I used to love this place,” she said. Jenny wasn’t even sure if they were capable of eating anymore.
They continued on. There was the fountain, though it was currently turned off. Macy’s was at the far end of the walkway.
Stephanie suddenly stopped. She walked over to a bench, and sat down, her plastic body making a hollow sort of noise as she sat.
“What’s wrong?” Jenny asked.
“I…I wish I was home,” Stephanie said.
Jenny felt glum. She took a seat next to Stephanie. “I know how you feel. I’ve been here for two months, unable to move the entire time. At least you’ll be able to move each night without having to go through that.”
“I guess,” Stephanie said, not looking very convinced. To be fair, Jenny hadn’t really been trying to make her feel better. She was mostly feeling sorry for herself. So much for not trying to feel sorry for herself.
She put a hand on Stephanie’s shoulder to comfort her, but the girl let out a shuddering moan at the touch and Jenny withdrew her hand. Stephanie bit her lip, looking away, and then, turned around and kissed Jenny.
The two girls slid to the floor, their plastic bodies clattering against the floor and each other. They writhed on the floor, making out passionately once more, stroking one another, experiencing orgasm after orgasm. In a way, it was a blissful relief – a way to forget themselves and their sadness, and lose themselves to the pleasure. But eventually, Jenny started to lose a sense of herself, and time passed without any meaning. She tried to break away, but the two girls were unable to break away – each time one of them tried, it just sent a new wave of pleasure through them and they collapsed.
An endless cycle.
Over and over and over…until finally…
Jenny came to, gasping and panting, lying next to Stephanie. How much time had passed?
In the windows on the ceiling, she could see that the sky had brightened. It was morning.
“Oh…oh shit…” Jenny breathed.
She sat up slowly, pleasure still coursing through her young plastic body. She wrapped an arm around her chest, but that just made it worse. She took a few breaths, steadying herself.
And then, a weird sensation passed through her. She had the urge to strike a sexy pose.
“What’s going on?” Stephanie asked.
The two girls stood up stiffly, as though against their will.
“I – I think it’s that time. For us to pose.”
“I can’t control myself!’
“I can’t either!”
They turned and began walking towards the nearest store.
Jenny looked up.
It was a Victoria’s Secret.
“Shit!” she breathed.
They passed through the entrance, headed towards the window.
Stephanie was whimpering. “I don’t want to be a mannequin…” she whispered. Jenny didn’t have any words.
Her bra fell away from her chest. Bewildered, she noticed that Stephanie’s top had disappeared as well. They walked up to each other, both looking frightened, and then leaned towards each other. Their faces became impassive, and then adopted sultry expressions. They pressed their bodies close together – Jenny with her hand on the small of Stephanie’s back, and Stephanie’s arms looped around Jenny’s neck, in a passionate embrace. And then, staring at the seductive face, Jennifer felt herself grow stiff.
The last thing she wanted to do was to model in Victoria’s Secret.
And the worst thing of all – having Stephanie so close to her like this was driving her mad. Her plastic body was all but vibrating with pleasure.
This was going to be a long day.
How were the employees going to react when they found them? Would they even notice?