Magic Shoppe - Mannequin Time (Patreon)

Anna stood stock still in the clothing store display window. It was her job, standing in a natural manner, showing off the latest fashions available for sale. She stood with her arms bent and her legs crossed one in front of the other. Her face reflected back at her in the display window, but her eyes were focused on a distant point across the mall.

Gathered in front of the window were a few folks attracted to the realistic mannequin in the window, some claiming she was just a mannequin, others pointing out how you could tell she was human.

Just beyond the crowd, on a bench sat David, her husband, typing on his laptop. He looked at his watch as the slight commotion of the crowd dissipating distracted him from his work. "Not bad," he thought. She hadn't moved for quite awhile before needing to. Holding a crowd's attention for a short time always thrilled her. He returned his attention to the computer when a voice interrupted.

"Is she your wife?" A man asked. He was a slender gentleman of indeterminate age. His head cocked toward the clothing store as he said "she".

"How did you guess?" David asked in surprise.

"Little clues," the man replied, pointing to the bench next to David. “May I?” As David gestured affirmatively, the man sat. "Your ring, the knowing glances you exchange with her when she thinks no one is watching. That and I've seen the two of you arrive at the mall together." He finished with a smirk.

David chuckled. "She won't be happy if I tell her someone noticed her glances. Maybe I shouldn't say as knowing her she'll stop doing it."

"She takes her craft seriously, does she?"

"Absolutely. She considers 'mannequin time' essential to her sense of self."

"Really? How so?"

After a conspiratorial glance at his wife, David explained in a quieter voice as if she might hear him across a crowded mall. "Mannequin time isn't limited to work. She'll get out the shower in the morning and towel off. She steps onto a small platform in the walk-in closet and poses in a neutral stance. She'll wait like that for, hmm, I don't know how long. When I find her so placed, I brush out her hair and dress her. Only when she's fully dressed does she move, usually by giving me a kiss." He paused before adding, "Oh, that was too much information."

"That's okay. I'm the one who should apologize for asking." The man offered, patting David's shoulder in a conciliatory fashion. "At the risk of sounding like a dirty old man, I'm curious whether you and your wife have ever... been intimate while she was in mannequin time."

David blushed. "She indulges me that fantasy though she rarely makes it to the end without returning to human time. And she considers that something of a failing so I don't suggest it very often."

"You two must be a perfect match for each other."

"I hope so."

The man stood. "I've taken up enough of your mannequin time, I think. Besides I need to open my Shoppe."

"You own a store in the mall?" David asked, standing up with the man.

"Just a little novelty shop in the lower east wing. Here's my card. It's worth a 10% discount on your first purchase."

David pocketed the card without really looking at it as they shook hands. Looking at the store window, David noticed Anna was no longer there. Lunch time, David realized and began putting his laptop away.

David was waiting outside a nearby access door not far away as Anna strolled out. They kissed briefly and she asked, "Who was that man you were talking to?"

As they walked toward the food court, he explained dismissively, "Oh, just an observant fellow wondering how we knew one another."

"How did he know?" She asked.

David only told her that he'd seen them arrive together so he could change the subject to more domestic concerns. Soon she was back in her window and he was back to work on his laptop.

Though, he was distracted-- not by how the man had discovered their secret, but by why he would care enough to tell them.

A few hours later they were driving home. As she got in, Anna reclined her seat to relax and zone out. After a day standing stiff, she liked to spend the drive home sprawled like a rag doll.

As the seat reclined, David noted, "That reminds me. That man seemed most fascinated that you had like two different modes: human time and mannequin time. For some reason he really latched onto that." When she did not respond he stopped talking about the man. When she meditated, she preferred silence.

He glanced over at her once or twice but reclined as she was she was basically behind him. He could not really see her in the darkened car. He pulled into the driveway and parked the car in the garage.

David got out of the car and unlocked the inner door to the house. As the knob turned he pushed the door inward and stepped back to allow Anna to walk in before him. To his surprise she was not standing beside him. She must have fallen asleep in the car, he thought.

He walked around to side of the car and gently opened the door. "Anna?" he called. The light spilling across her face, combined with her makeup gave her face a splendidly plastic appearance, he thought. He reached out to give her shoulder a nudge but this merely caused her body to stiffly rock back and forth. Confused, he called out her name loudly as he touched her cheek. It was hard and cold like plastic.

"How in the hell?" He wondered,  looking around the garage. There was no way she could have switched places with a mannequin without him noticing. He looked back at his passenger. The face was an exact replication of Anna's face, missing only a few age lines she had accrued in her short life.

If this were a prank,  he figured he may as well play it out. He picked up the lightweight figure and carried it into the living room, all the while looking over his shoulder to see if Anna was somehow going to sneak in behind him.

After getting his and her things from the car and securing the garage door, he returned to the living room. The mannequin had not moved.

After he took off his coat and hung it up, he started to remove his wife's coat. This was rather difficult since her body was positioned at an awkward recline. "So, how did you turn yourself into a mannequin, dear?" He wondered aloud. With her coat off, he could see the pale smoothness of her body. He unzipped her wrap around skirt and ran his hands up her leg from knee to panties, delicately running a finger up the seam and peeking inside. It was smooth and featureless as expected. He unbuttoned her blouse and laid bare her breasts,  perfectly sculpted and blemish free. "It must have had something to do with that man who was so interested in your dedication to distinct mannequin time and human time."

Her body suddenly stretched out as she exclaimed, "Oh, thank God." She breathed deeply not because she needed too but for the sense of living it imparted. She looked down at her disheveled body then looked him in the eye wantonly. "You're wearing too much clothing." She then pulled him close and planted a deep long kiss on his mouth.

He tried to ask her about being a mannequin but she stifled every attempt with a kiss, or a nip, or a grope as she attempted to undress him and kiss him at the same time. Between each attempt she muttered there was time later. Exasperated, she finally exclaimed, "Shut up and fuck me, David!"

Without further pause for speculation, David obeyed, removing his pants unceremoniously and pointing his hard cock toward her dripping pussy. As soon as the head touched her engorged sugar walls, she grabbed his ass and pulled him deep inside with one thrust. She came a few short thrusts later, much to his surprise.

More turned on by her obvious horniness than he realized, he found himself ready to peek shortly thereafter. Having satisfied himself he tried talking again, "That must have been something you just had."

"Oh, you have no idea. Your every touch before was indescribably intense. Once I could move, I became a damn that had burst." She kissed him and rolled slightly beneath him pointing at her throat. "I hate to interrupt, but I am very dry."

He relaxed and rolled over, letting her up. As she got up he asked, "So before I touched you, what was it like."

"One sec," she called out from the kitchen. She returned with a couple bottles of water, one already opened and missing a lot of water. "Strangely serene." She took another swallow. "You wanted to know how I turned myself into a mannequin? Well I know what did it and perhaps who. But how? I have no idea."

"I'm good with who and what for now." David begged with eager anticipation.

"Well, who is you because what was when you said a certain phrase."

"How is that possible? "

"I don't know how but in the car I became solid when you were talking about the man from the mall."

"You were so quiet I didn't say much at all in the car."

"I was a bit too stiff to speak once you said, 'mannequin time.'" Instantly she transformed into a mannequin with an obviously surprised look on her face.

David nearly fell out of his seat. After a moment he laughed, "You were half right.  Apparently I'm not the only 'who' it works for." As he stopped laughing he realized he was tempted to caress her flawless body like before. "You are awfully tired, aren't you? Luckily I think I can change you back. Human time."

She turned back to normal. "I really didn't think it would work for me. Mannequin time. "

To his surprise she had said it again and unsurprisingly she transformed into a mannequin again. Before he could react,  she transformed back to flesh.

"It works when I just think the words too." She squealed with delight as she stood up. "I'm going to sleep right here. It was so serene it has to be possible to sleep as a mannequin." She picked a simple, stable pose.

"You're going to sleep as a mannequin. "

"Yes, so don't touch as I won't be able to sleep if I'm hot and bothered." Without a word, she closed her eyes and transformed into a mannequin before he could protest further.

With blood flowing into his dick, he muttered, "But apparently I'm supposed to manage sleep turned on by you." He paused. After a moment he left the room and went to bed.

In the morning he awoke to an empty bed. He got up and was about to pass though the walk-in closet on his way to the bathroom when he had to stop. Anna was standing on her pedestal as a nude mannequin. Her clothes were laid out as she sometimes did. But what struck David immediately was her shoulder, waist and elsewhere. Like a real mannequin, there were joints where presumably she could be taken apart.

He continued through to the bathroom to relieve his shocked bladder before it did something embarrassing. As he finished his business, he noticed the humidity in the room. Anna must have just showered he realized.

Returning to walk-in closet, David stared at Anna's flawless body waiting for him to dress her. He looked at the tight, fitted dress and realized there was only one way it was going on to a rigid body. He turned her sideways and for the first time noticed the aluminum stand attached to a small notch in her ass cheek. That explained how he would remove one of her legs later without having to lay her down. He turned her arm at the shoulder separation. After a couple twists it slid slightly outward and he easily removed it from the torso. He put the arm on the floor and turned her around. He removed the other arm and turned back forward and looked into her eyes. After a brief kiss on unyielding smooth lips, he grasped her head and twisted it off.

"Could you turn back to flesh now, I wonder?" He mused aloud. He placed her head on a shelf opposite her pedestal. "Hope you can see from there."

He separated her leg at the mid-thigh and watched to see if she would fall off the stand. Thinking she was stable, he took the panties off the shelf and bent down to loop them under her attached foot and slid them up the one leg. Once it was straight on her hips he pulled her skirt on and reattached her leg. He put her bra on next, standing off to the side to make sure he did not block the view from her head. He had to adjust the straps slightly as he realized her frame was slightly narrower and her breasts slightly smaller than when they were flesh. He buttoned her blouse around her torso and reattached her arms.

Anna watched him putting her clothes on the mannequin body. It was such a weird sensation. She could feel the weight of the clothes on her body even though her head was across the room. Watching him meticulously straighten her hems and seams made her feel loved. And feeling him touch her solid body made her feel naughty. He turned toward her head and picked it up. The feeling of having one's head fly through the air with such speed was disorienting. When her head was in place atop her body, he said, “You can return to normal when ready, Anna.” And with that he stepped out of her line of sight.

“That was awesome,” she gushed, turning to see him standing in the doorway.

After a gentle kiss, he said, “No lustfulness?”

“No, it was just calming this time. I wondered that myself before I got on the pedestal.”

* * *

At the mall, once she was settled in place, David went to the other end of the mall to find this store the man mentioned. As he entered the shoppe a bell attached to the door rang.

Welcome back to the Magic Shoppe,” the tall, thin man behind the counter announced. “What can I do for you today?”

“I wanted to thank you for whatever you did for my wife and me yesterday.”

“Oh, think nothing of it. Some people need more magic in their life.”

“Not really a way to run a store.”

“True, but I might be satisfied just knowing I made you happy.”

“Might?”

“Or maybe the first hit is free? What can do for you today?”

David laughed. “First, I have a question.” He described what happened when Anna and him got home the night before and how Anna’s response to being a mannequin in the morning were rather different experiences. “Why was she lusty the first time and not at all lusty the second time?”

“Time of day. Since she works as a mannequin during the day, it would be unprofessional of her to become lustful, as you say, at work. It would also be inconvenient in the morning, I presume.”

“That’s amazingly well designed.”

“Thank you.”

“Now, I think I know what you meant before. I did mention to you that I enjoyed being with her during mannequin time. But, she turns into an actual mannequin without anywhere for me to, um,…”

“Do her?”

“Yes.”

“Mannequin time and Human time were freebies. Sex Toy Time will cost you. Do you think she would want to become a sex toy?”

“Oh, god, would she. You’ve go me over a barrel.”

“I do. But, I’m not cruel. An alteration to the current spell on her will only cost five hundred dollars.”

“That’s a steal.”

“I know. People write stories about fickle and capricious witches and wizards all the time. I’m just too nice to be like that.”

“Do you take credit cards?”

“Of course.”

* * *

The ride home in the car was a bit more animated. Anna said, “You went to go talk to the man, didn’t you?”

“I did. He gave me a new pass phrase.”

“A new phrase? What other magic words do I need?”

“You can be human or you can be a mannequin. But, the latter form isn’t really conducive to sexy activities even if it makes you horny at night. Now, There’s a phrase that can benefit us both in the evenings.”

“Do tell.”

“Sex Toy Time.”

Anna was not reclined back at all this evening and as the words were spoken she became unable to move. To her it was no different than Mannequin Time had been. She thought, Human Time, to no avail. It did not turn her back to normal.

As she was considering her predicament, David reached over and put his hand on her cheek. His fingers sought out her mouth he was able to put them inside her mouth.

Anna had had no idea her mouth was open and as his fingers explored further, she realized, she did not have a human mouth, she had a sex doll mouth. His fingers rubbing the rigid interior of the hole in her face felt amazing. She wondered what her other holes felt like.

“Human Time,” David said.

Her mouth returned to normal wrapped around two of his fingers. She sucked at his fingers as he pulled them away. “Why do I get to end the one state but not this one?”

“Sex Doll Time,” he said. And she transformed again. She turned back to human before he could add, “I had him do that for the first time. As you can see, you can control it.”

They arrived home and had dinner. Afterward, in their bedroom, she got undressed and got on the bed and turned into a sex toy for the first of many evenings of carnal pleasure.