The Clothes Make the Woman 4           by: Paul G Jutras

 

Kiara and Amy had been working at Fashions R Us for the past 3 years. The two started out with an equal footing as saleswomen and worked six days a week. At work it was business as usual while at home, the roommates were even closer than friends. Melody the third saleswoman was always jealous at how their girlish charms got all the male customers to ask them out. Not that they were interested in anyone but each other.

Melody got her chance for payback when the store owner departed early one day and left the girls to lock up when the mall closed at 10pm. When no customers showed at quarter of 10 Melody took out a tank she had kept in the closet and put on a surgical mask. With the turn of a handle, an invisible gas was released into the store.

The next thing Kiara and Amy were aware of was waking up flat on a narrow metal table. Except for their boots, they were naked and strapped down with metal cuffs on their wrists and ankles. At first they were confused about why they were laying down naked but soon found themselves getting wet due to the fact it was a turn on for them. The butt plugs in them only aroused the helpless girls even more.

"Melody, what’s going on?" Amy asked with alarm as she saw the third saleswoman lower the mask and look at her captives. Melody just smiled as she pressed a button on a remote control. Motors made a raoring sound as a goo began to pump inside Amy’s body. It didn’t take long before her struggles slowed and she began to get stiffer. Her stomach had never felt so stuffed. She could feel how wet her vagina was getting and how damp his underwear is. "Just want I needed."

"This is better than our double sided dildo." Kiara moaned in pleasure as she too, was filled up with goop. "Don’t you think, Amy."

"Simply heavenly." Amy sighed.

"You bimbos like it, huh?" Melody said with a giggle. "Then you’ll really go for what comes next! Well I just wanted you to know that this is personal. I’ve hated how you two have gotten all the breaks from the boss. I will make sure you’ll be together when I’m done transforming you with this old spell I came across in a used book store. After you’ve both become my mannequins I think I’ll turn Amy into Kiara’s bra. That is an idea."

"We’re living beings and magic isn’t real!" Kiara suddenly screamed. "You can’t turn us into a couple of plastic dolls!" Suddenly being strapped down wasn’t so much of a turn on.

As their moans of pleasure suddenly changed into screams of terror the two looked at the rest of their capture. "You’ll learn just how real the realm of magic truly is." Melody said as she turned the tables and started to chant. As she chanted, a plastic liquid filled Amy and Kiara’s bodies. The girls began to panic as the liquid passed over them. The fluid was cool and made their naked skin tingle as it started to become firm and hard. The girls soon found that they had no need to take another breath at all. They were staring through rigidly frozen eyes when they realize they couldn’t even more their eyes to look at their co-worker.

Melody paused before she removed the straps and lifted the two off the tables. The two shivered inwardly when they realized how sensitive their plasticized skin had become to the touch. Being moved across the room made them orgasm several times.

She placed Kiara and Amy on the floor and posed them next to what they first thought were motionless display mannequins. Then full understanding dawned as they realized they could not budge from their own stiff positions and they realized those two were earlier captives of Melody arcane magic.

Even though Kiara could not say a word or blink an eye she sensed the feeling of surprise mixed with arousal that flowed among the frozen girls. The young couples huddled together, fearing the final part of the process as they wondered if this would be the final step or if Melody meant what she said about becoming a bra.

For hours or days they remained in that same position while their bodies turned hollow and very light and their skin took on an even sheen that seemed to look exactly like painted fiberglass. They were truly becoming mannequins.

Then she was lifted up like a life-size plastic doll and placed into upright stances. Whenever Melody let go of the girl they’d remain frozen in position and the orgasm would vanish, leaving them empty inside. Despite Kiara’s mental horror, she could not prevent Melody from sliding a metal rod attached to a display base into her former sex like a metal dildo. As it could the insides of her plastic pussy she shuttered inwardly again. She felt herself being tipped back slightly as Melody adjusted the pole so that her feet just barely touched the display base. Sometime in the future she knew she would be displayed wearing high heels that would fit the tilt of her feet exactly.

"There now." Melody smiled as she ran her hand along Kiara’s smooth rigid ass. "You look so beautiful that I almost wish it was me inside that prefect plastic shell. Almost. The magic liquid I’ve pumped into of you has turned all of your insides into a piece of over erogenous plastic that will keep you aroused enough to want to release and experience orgasms upon the slightest touch."

"Time to dress you, dear!" Melody smiled wryly as she picked up her book and turned to Amy. Amy wished she could at least shut her eyes, but felt a heat grow in her vaginal muscles that seemed to expand. Expand outward until she no longer felt human. She felt like she had been reduced to only her pussy when she realized that she was now a spandex bra. Somehow she retained sight as Melody loomed over her and reached down.

If she thought just being picked up was erotic, it was nothing compared to when she felt the hard plastic breasts of her sex partner poking her from the inside. The remaining two girls were transformed into a matching set of thong panty and a necklace that she also placed on Kiara’s motionless stiff body. After a little smoothing and fondling to make sure the magical clothing was well aroused, Melody knew her work was complete. She replaced the magical book in its hidden place and shut the lights before locking the store. All the while, her transformed rivals were locked in a non-stop cycle of orgasms.

Melody returned to the mall before the official opening and saw her transformed captives in the store windows. She walked up with a puzzled look on her face as she reached out and ran her hand along the window glass. "I thought I left them in the back room when I locked up?" She said to herself.

Taking her skeleton key, she entered the store for a better look. She carefully touched Kiara’s frozen form to make sure it was still hard plastic and she wasn’t faking things. Scratching her head she muttered to herself as she turned around and saw a pair of pantyhose laying on the floor. "Was the place broken into last night?" was the first thought that ran through her head, followed by another sudden urge. "If that was the cause, they won’t miss one pair."

Stepping out of her sandals, she undid her wide leather belt and slipped her pants down her smooth legs. She then sat down beneath one of the mannequins displays and slipped the purloined pantyhose on. They glided on with ease and fit snuggly about the hips. As she reached for her pants, she felt a burning sensation in her crotch. "What’s happening to me?" Melody gasped but only the stiff mannequins were there to hear her.

As she tried to stand, her feet slipped out from under her and caused her to land on her rear. With a confused look she went to take a look at the soles of the nylon feet and found them empty. Her feet were gone and only the nylon remained. In a panic, she reached for the waistband of the pantyhose to find it had fused with her own body. In a panic she looked around only to see Kiara and the other mannequins staring down at her.

"Help!" Melody stated to scream in panic. "Someone help me! I can’t get this nylons off me!"

"Of course you can’t dear." A voice came from behind her. Melody looked over her shoulder to see the owner walk into the store with the magic book in her hand. "You know Kiara was my favorite and you deserve what you dished out to those poor girls."

"Please!" Melody begged. "Don’t do this to me. I’ll find some way to change them back to normal. I’ll do anything if you don’t transform me."

"Too late." The woman said with a painted smile. "As you know all too well, once the transformation starts there is no way back. I tell you that you’ll look good on someone’s shaven legs."

Melody could only watch as the spell transformation took over her legs, hips, waist and chest. As she gave off one final cry to deaf ears, her head was last to go. Her body seemed to evaporate, leaving only a film of silky nylon draped among her discarded clothes. The store owner then walked over and saw the pantyhose laying on the floor as if it was there all along. Melody screamed "Nooo!" but lack the ability to speak anymore. The owner smiled as she picked up the still warm hose and packaged it for sale.

A few hours later a young man came into the store. "I’m looking to buy some pantyhose for my wife." The man said as the owner just smiled and handed him the package that Melody was in.

"This is a special one size fits all pair and will never run." The owner said as she rang it up. "Your wife will love it."

"Great." The man said as he took the package and went home to a one bedroom apartment. Making sure the window shade was down and the door was lock, he slipped out of his clothes and sat down on the side of the bed. He slipped on foot in and pulled it up to his knees and then the other leg. He then stood up and pulled Melody up his hips. His penis bulged her out a little in front and caused her to feel like a dildo was wedge inside of her without having a man penetrating her on the outside.

As the man laid on his stomach and read his paper, he rocked back and force till he felt his penis went erect. He would have no idea what devastation he was doing to the poor trapped woman’s soul inside the nylon.

 

THE END

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