Stuck In Place (Patreon)

Author's Note: Based off a mannequin TF I got from Magic-Writings, will post the sequence tomorrow on DA and FA. A little spooky something to tide y'all over before the big stuff arrives!

Many cursed places and artifacts exist in our world, ones that rouse curiosity from onlookers. Of course, the average person wouldn't dare dabble with such strange and dangerous items. However, Jam is far from average! Today, our monkey-scientist is about to play with such items and pay the price for it...

Jam was walking down the street one day, the happy monkey-scientist happily flicking his prehensile tail as he strutted about on all fours. An adorable and very merchandiser monkey like Jam was the perfect prey for strange phenomenon in the spooky month of October, whether he knew it yet or not. The monkey then spotted a nearby abandoned factory of some sort, prompting him to scratch his fuzzy brown head in confusion, "I've never seen that place before! Must be one of those magical cursed places,"

Jam stared at the building for a while, before shrugging his shoulders, "Eh, may as well go inside! I got nothing better to do on this cold night anyways!" With that, the monkey knuckled-walked towards the abandoned building. He made it to the large, imposing doors and stared up at them.

The doors gave off an eerie vibe, as if the spirits of the damned were telling the critter to get lost. Of course, Jam didn’t heed the building’s warnings and pushed open the doors. Once open, the doors remained stuck that way, casting light upon the inside of the old building. Jam look at the bizarre sight of the doors staying open on their own, before shrugging his shoulders, “Eh, I’m sure that’s nothing!”

He entered inside the building and quickly poked around the dusty interior. It appeared to be a mannequin factory, containing very large machines. Further inside, he found several mannequins attached to poles standing there. What was strange about them was that they appeared to be in pristine condition! The monkey scratched at his head, "How odd!""

Jam walked by the creepy lifeless mannequins, while noticing further oddities with them. They looked rather realistic, as if they were alive! It was uncanny to the tiny monkey, but he didn’t think too much of it at the time.

He was too busy walking around aimlessly to care about the possible curse this place may hold. That’s when he spotted a shiny object on the ground: A golden coin! The monkey clapped his hands together as he spotted the delightful object, "Woo, free money!"

He lowered himself onto all fours and scampered towards the coin. Before grabbing the coin, the monkey bent over to sniff it. He wanted to make sure it wasn’t some kind of trap! After giving it the old “sniff test”, Jam verified that the coin was safe. Little did Jam know that the coin wasn’t the real threat! The monkey failed to notice an empty mannequin stand seated right next to the other mannequins, he was too caught up in wanting to pick up that coin. Jam quickly made a break for the coin and reached his grubby monkey paw towards it, "Ooh, shiny!"

As Jam made a grab for the coin, the mannequin stand came to life and worked its way towards the monkey's backside. The pole then shoved itself up Jam's rear, hoisting him into the air in the process. Jam kicked his legs around trying to get the pole out of him, but it remained stuck!

The monkey had been skewered like a shishkabob, much to his surprise. If his other pervy monkey friends could see him right now, they’d laugh at him for getting “pegged”! Jam grumbled angrily, the pole still stuck in his legs, "Well, this is embarrassing!"

Jam grabbed hold of the pole with his hand-feet and tried to remove it, but it remained stuck "where the sun don't shine". However, the monkey's struggles soon ceased as his body began to stiffen. His legs became rigid and impossible to move, as if the life had been drained from them entirely. Jam panicked, "What the hell?!"

His legs then grew longer and curvier, becoming rather feminine in the process! After growing considerably, the skin along the monkey's stiff legs began to change next. His skin hardened and turned to plastic, right as his fur slid back into his body leaving his legs completely smooth! "What the hell?! I didn't come into this haunted factory to get a wax job!" Shouted the monkey, who tried in vain to kick his legs around. However, they remained inanimate and unresponsive!

The changes continued onto his waist and backside, his hips becoming considerably wider as he grew a massive bubble-butt. He also felt his “unmentionables” disappear, the space between his legs becoming completely empty and smooth. His tail curled itself into a heart shape as the transformation continued onto his chest and torso next. Jam's chest start to tingle, making the monkey panic even further. "Am I heaving a heart attack?! Wait... Cartoon characters can't have heart attacks!" That's when Jam realized the things that were sprouting of chest were none other than breasts!

These breasts grew to a sizable degree, causing Jam to drool over them! Just as he was about to move his hands over to grope them, they suddenly stiffened! His arms grew longer and daintier as they too turned to plastic! “Dang it, I can’t even grope myself!” Shouted the monkey, just as the transformation continued onto his neck.

His neck became thinner as his Adam’s apple dissolved into nothingness! The plastic continued up his neck, turning it inanimate and rendering him unable to even turn his head. It went up the monkey’s chin next, moving towards his mouth. “Don’t you dare- MMPH!” Before Jam could finish, the plastic covered his mouth and sealed it up completely. Before becoming completely inanimate, Jam’s mouth curled itself into a toothy grin against his will. The plastic continued up his face, covering his brown eyes and giving him a “glazed over” expression in the process.

When all was said and done, Jam was surprised to find that he had completely transformed into a female mannequin! “She” couldn’t speak or move in the slightest, her smiling face betraying her true inner emotions. She realized now it was stupid of her to stumble into this factory and mess around with stuff!

As she stewed in her anger, a pair of ghostly hands appeared before Jam. She was hoping they’d transform her back, only for them to remove her lab-coat instead! They slid a frilly white bra with hearts on it, along with a matching pair of panties onto her plastic body. Now clad in lingerie, Jam could only lament her fate through her thoughts: “I should really stop trying to pick up coins in haunted mannequin factories…” As if to echo her thoughts, the doors to the factory closed and left her in complete darkness.

THE END… OR IS IT?!