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Gender Swap- Jenny Pink Donuts by Green Lace The meal area at the mall was packed today and that suited me just fine. I wasn't here to eat. I was going to perform a Harmonics experiment and the people eating lunch were my lab rats for the day. I walked up and down the aisles seemingly looking for a vacant seat, my heels clacking away. It was a sound which I was still struggling to get used to. My handbag was strung over my left shoulder and in my right hand I held a small torch like device. It was a portable harmonics device and it was turned on. It was invisibly radiating an encoding ray of light. At the end of the last aisle I moved over to the Do nut shop counter, perched my curvy butt on a stool and ordered a pink do nut and a coke. I could easily hear the orders of customers. While walking the aisles I had sensed vibes form several guys who were interested in my body only and not in me, the person indwelling the body. I ignored them. I glanced at a clock and guessed there was about 5 minutes to go. I waited with anticipation. Two chocolate do nuts and two coffees please A tray of iced do nuts please Two milkshakes and two plain do nuts, thanks At this point the number of customers waiting for service suddenly doubled. Four coffee do nuts thanks A pink donut thanks Two pink donuts thanks Four pink donuts please Three pink donuts thanks A tray of pink donuts please By this time I was getting very interested in the customers and was examining their appearance and the tone of their voice. They looked and sounded like ordinary people. Some of them checked out my figure while they waited. The staff were getting in each others way now as they all tried to get to the pink donut section of the counter. The pink donuts were disappearing fast and the customer lineup was becoming unusually large. I heard one of the staff ask their boss if he d put something addictive in the pink do nuts and could they save one for her. The next five customers bought the last of the pink do nuts. The lineup was still unusually large. I'd like two pink donuts please I'm sorry we've just sold out of pink donuts, would you like some chocolate ones instead No thanks I'd like four plain donuts thanks I ate the last of my pink donut with the vast majority of waiting customers closely watching me and sipped my coke. I'd like five pink donuts please. I'm afraid we've sold out of them would you like some chocolate ones instead With a soft smile on my face, I thought The donut boss sure wants to shift his chocolate ones but Ii don't think his customers want to buy any No thanks we'd like ten plain donuts instead I d like three pink do nuts thanks Sorry, we're out of pink ones Then I d like six plain donuts thanks I decided I d heard enough, so with a very pleased look I finished my coke, lifted my butt off the stool, shouldered my handbag and waltzed off, leaving the do nut shop to its version of customer heaven. The harmonics experiment was successful. I'd been pretty busy over the last 6 months since I had successfully used the Harmonic program on myself. I'd worked thru all the usual legals, arranging for the name change from Wayne to Jayne for my licence rego, insurance, phone bill etc and had moved house. I was still beachfront but I figured with a change of gender then a change of house was also in order. In fact the new house was adjacent to the property I had purchased for the establishment of my business called Gender Swap. My desire to enable men in particular to become the women of their dreams was close to fruition. Lawyers had drawn up the transformation contracts for my customers and the business name was registered and copyrighted. The web page was starting up and the advertising in various girlie mags and sex magazines was booked. I'd been a busy girl! The property was a motel of upstairs home units which was perfect for my vision. There was more than enough accommodation for my needs. The entrance led to a central reception and foyer area which had three rooms leading off, a restaurant area to the right and a bar area to the left. The bar was linked to an outside rear beer garden. The restaurant was towards the rear of the building and overlooked a covered fenced pool. I had arranged for the whole pool/beer garden area to be luxuriously landscaped in a natural tropical theme. The pool looked to be just that, a beautiful jungle pool. There was a foliage-covered wall between the beer garden and pool. Only the restaurant looked over the pool. The third room was located at street front and was a very well stocked lingerie/clothes boutique run by my new friend Melissa. I was almost ready for some staff recruitment. I only had one final touch to make to the furnishings and that was why I had conducted the harmonics experiment at the mall. I made myself some lunch and then walked over to Gender Swap. I was read to start work and went to the first floor. The room I entered was about 20 square, very well lit. It was luxurious in it s style. One wall was completely mirrored floor to ceiling. A semicircle of lounge chairs faced the mirrored wall. There was a single bed nearby. The video cameras, focusing on the lounge and mirror areas were linked to a console just behind the chairs. I went to the console and opened the harmonics program. I set the videos to record and turned on the portable harmonics device I had used at the mall. I centered it on the area in front of the lounge chairs. I brought up the list of offenders for this city and selected about ten people. I opened a window for the first offender, John Boko, and pressed the deliver option. Things were about to get interesting! Pink Curves Things are looking good I muttered to myself. This babe is definitely home by herself and I know she s loaded. The weeks of following her and identifying routines was about to pay off. I was one of the best burglars in town, specializing in the well off beach side areas. I d never been caught, had some trustworthy fences and had developed a very lucrative sideline over the past 2 years. A lot of the wealthy women were home on Friday afternoons getting their house ready for a weekend with their hard working rich husbands. It was then that Id strike, brazenly driving up in a disguised van, using one of several stories which always got me into the house. I d tie up the wife, rape her and then threaten to burn her up if she didn't give me access to the house safe. (all these wealthy homes had them). This way I not only burgled the place for goods and collectors items but also got my hands on some cash, usually thousands of it. I was just about to hop out of the van when I found myself surrounded by a red light. It stopped me in my tracks and I found I couldn't move. I was stuck sitting behind the wheel. The light then changed to orange for about ten seconds and then to yellow . I didn't have a clue what was happening! By the time the light became green I was having trouble seeing the driveway surroundings beyond the light. The driveway was becoming very dark so it seemed that I was encircled in a bubble of green light with nothing in existence beyond it. The light then moved thru to blue colours finally remaining as a very strong deep purple colour. Suddenly the purple bubble disappeared and I found myself standing before a wall of mirrors in a very luxurious room. I could see the reflection of a woman move behind me and I turned around to face her. There were in fact two women present, the beautiful brunette and a very attractive blonde. Welcome John, good to see you've made it. My name is Jayne and this is Melissa. We're your hosts for your stay here. Please take a seat while we wait for the other guests. What the fuck is happening? I cried out. Sit down John, remain there and keep quiet unless I speak to you. No way was I going to listen to this bitch and I took a step towards her. Then something weird happened. I stopped walking towards her, sat down in the nearest lounge chair and stopped talking. There was no way I was going to get out of the chair or speak unless Jayne directed me to. What on earth is happening? I thought. A few minutes later a ball of purple light appeared in front of me. When it disappeared there was a guy standing there with a totally bewildered look. The girls went thru the same conversation they'd had with me and the guy quietly sat down near me, not saying a word from that time. This scene was repeated over the next 30 minutes until finally there were 10 of us sitting quietly in the lounge chairs. By this time I d calmed down a bit and was beginning to wonder what was next. These ladies had some interesting technology and the thought had crossed my mind that Id like to get my hands on their gear. It would make housebreaking a lot easier. Maybe once I got out of here I could steal it? The tall curvy brunette one, Jayne, walked over to the wall and picked up some kind of torchlike device, placing it on the computer console she d been using. She stood in front of us. Welcome gentlemen. You're no doubt wanting to know what's going on and why we've brought you guys here. We're about to start a new business venture. We still need to finish furnishing our rooms and to recruit new staff before we open for trading. That's where you guys come into the picture. I think the best way to explain your role is to just get started with the recruitment process. Now who should we start with? Any suggestions Melissa? I'd like to start with the third from the left. Said the blonde sitting at the console. OK that's fine. Would you stand up please sir and remain standing here until I tell you to move again. Take all of your clothes off. This very well dressed guy stood up and quietly walked towards the brunette who then faced him towards the mirror after he had removed all of his clothes. She walked back to her console and switched on some sort of light. The next second there was an image of a very beautiful dark haired girl next to the guy. The image then moved onto the guy and overlapped him. At that point things went quite strange! The image and the guy were surrounded by the light I had found myself in earlier. It changed to orange then yellow and finally to the deep purple colour which remained for about ten seconds and then the process started again. For the first 2 cycles I didn't spot any change but I did after the third cycle. Something was happening with the mixture of images. Before the colour started the image was a conglomeration of the guy and the girl. Whatever stuck out is what you saw so there was a pair of tits hanging of the guys navel. His head and shoulders were above the girls. Her nose poked out from his chin. The legs were a real mess. Now I noticed that his image was beginning to disappear as it merged into the girls. After 8 or 9 cycles it was nearly all girl and very little guy. Finally the light switched off and I found myself looking at a very real, very sexy girl. The guy was gone! She was side on to me and I couldn't help but admire her curves. She looked great! She remained still, facing the mirror but the look on her face was one of total shock. It was then that I got a severe case of the shakes as I realized what I had just seen. The guy had been turned into a girl! I glanced at the men next to me. Their faces were absolutely white with fear. The brunette spoke OK that went fine. Your new name is Jill and I'd like you to take 3 paces to your right and remain standing towards the mirror. Jill obliged. I think were ready for the next person. Would Jimmy please rise, disrobe and go to the spot where Jill was just standing. A man in a business suit rose, took his clothes off and moved towards the mirror. I could see the fear in his eyes as he obeyed. The brunette brought up another image. I had been expecting another girl but this image took awhile to figure out. It was small, about 2 inches wide and 6 to 7 inches long and curved like a banana. It was lying down on the flat 2 inch surface and curved up at either end. The colour was a very shiny pink with a plastic or latex like finish. But the thing that really had my attention was the 8 long cock that rose from the inward curve. Further back was what looked like a small raised set of lips framing a small open oval shaped mouth and what appeared to be 2 glass eyes. There was a pair of eyes on either side of the curve. The other set were on the downward side of the object directly opposite to the inward eyes. It had me beat, I couldn't make sense of it. I looked at the guy's eyes as he watched the image in the mirror. There was puzzlement there. Then the image moved into the man's. It was resting on the carpet around his feet. Oh one thing I forgot to mention about the earlier transformation. The guy had a big hard on during the transformation process. This guy was no different. as soon as the image merged with him he had an erection. This time I was watching for the changes with each cycle. They were easy to see, as the image was all the fellas. After 4 cycles the guy was definitely smaller all over except for his cock, which looked like it had got slightly larger. By 8 cycles he was only just larger than the object at his feet and all of us knew he was merging into the pink latex curve. By cycle 9 his cock was lined up with the pink one and his face was lined up with the eyes and mouth. I couldn't see much of him any more. Then the purple light switched off and you could hear the silence in the room. It sounded breathless and no one moved. Then the fear hit me, gripping my belly in great waves and I began whimpering. I couldn't help myself. There were groans and sobs coming from all of us sitting there rooted to the spot. Our eyes were transfixed on the pink curve lying on the carpet. Then the brunette moved, walking over to the object and she picked it up by the cock. She held it before her and examined it, turning it over, looking at the eyes, running her fingers over the shape and then she spoke I think you've turned out very well. I could see the eyes of the curve moving as they looked at her! I was terrified. What nightmare had I been abducted into. Was there any way out of it? Jill, would you come here please. Face the mirror and bend forward so your hands are on the carpet and your legs slightly apart and don t make any noise. Now normally such a site would have turned me on but not this time. Melissa, could you hand me one of the holders please Melissa handed the girl a short stainless steel cylinder which was about one inch wide and 4 inches long. It had a pink latex like flange or lip. The brunette leaned over the girls butt and we all watched as it was inserted into Jill s anus. Jill was quiet while this was done. Ok Jill lie with you back on the floor, leaning on your arms and spread your legs wide so all the guys can see your pussy. Jill obeyed. I knew what was going to happen next. The brunette picked up the pink curve and pushed it slowly into Jill's sex. The cock pushed it s way in first and I could see the girls lips parting as the cock moved inwards. When the cock was right into her the brunette wiggled the curve until it was sitting flush with the girls pussy. All you could see now was the latex pink curve and a small pair of eyes which were watching us. There was no sign of the girls pussy lips. Jill, I want to move the pleasure unit until it s mouth is encircling your clit. I'm going to adjust it now so tell me when it s got you. But I don't want any groans of pleasure coming from you while I move it Soon Jill said That s it, its lips are round my clit. OK stand up and face the mirror and don t speak I couldn't figure out what else would need to happen. The guy was a now girl fitted with a pleasure unit and had a stainless steel cylinder up her arse. It didn't make any sense to me. Jill, were now going to encode you for employment in our business. The brunette moved back to the console and returned with the torchlike cylinder. She fiddled with the settings and then aimed it at Jill. A beam of light hit the girl for about 2 seconds. She stepped out of our view and we all watched to see what would happen next. A pink light began to surrounded Jill. It was the same colour as the curve between her legs. She slowly raised her arms and held her hair up, one leg moved slightly forward. she held this position while the colour became so strong I had difficulty seeing her within the pink glow. Then the light started to fade and I could see her skin had changed colour and texture. She was quite shiny and had a glossy pink colour to her. My eyes roamed over her figure and suddenly stopped at her waist. There were lines there encircling her and there was another one on one of her legs. I also saw lines around her arms and hands and then the realization of what had just happened hit me with a mighty blow. Jill was now a mannequin! Deep deep fear gripped my bowels and I whimpered again. I was terrified because I Knew that this was soon going to happen to me, whether I wanted it to or not. The two women brought a stand forward, placed it to one side of us, picked Jill up and lowered her onto the rod. She now looked like a classic mannequin. Why she didn't fall over earlier I don't know. She was half facing us and half towards the mirrors. She could watch the events unfold. Glossy Pink Now who's next? Said the brunette as she walked in front of us. She pointed to a guy at the end, Robert it s your turn, and then she turned and pointed to me. and John you can stand as well. I obeyed and got to my feet, standing in front of my chair. The guy called Robert stood next to me. What would I be in about 20 minutes time- a pleasure unit or a mannequin? We faced the mirror and waited our fate. I was dreading what image would appear. I didn't have long to find out. The image was a pleasure unit! It drew closer, hovering in front of us and then it suddenly swooped into the guy next to me. I began breathing again. The tension flowing out of me. But not for long. I watched the cycle proceed and in a few minutes there was another pleasure unit lying on the carpet next to me. It was all cock. I looked into its eyes and it looked into mine. We both knew what was next. John could you pick up the pleasure unit please and hand it to me. I scooped the thing up. feeling it s soft jelly like feel , avoiding its eyes. and passed it to the goddess of terror. She sat the thing facing the mirror on a small desktop. It was having a good look at itself. The next image was a girl, much to my relief. The image moved next to me and I whimpered again. The image drew closer and then it touched me and moved over me and immediately I was bathed in changing light as the process proceeded. I stood there and watched as my image steadily shrunk and disappeared. My body was tingling and warm as I finally stood bathed in deep purple light. I was gone! All I could see was the girls image. I stood transfixed. Suddenly the light disappeared and I noticed that my thoughts had changed from a masculine voice to a girls. She was a brunette, very curvy with great legs. The hair was long and straight, framing a narrow pretty face. Her breasts were firm and jutted out. The nipples looked very inviting. She was my fate. I knew what was coming next and I just wanted to run. The brunette spoke to me "Your name is now Jenny. Would you please lean forward and touch the floor with your hands." I obeyed feeling my hair drop over my face and my breasts hanging off my chest. I obediently spread my legs, waiting. I felt the touch of her hands on my newly enhanced butt and then the cylinder touched my arse. It took a firm pressure to push the holder up me. I felt like my arse was going to tear apart and then the insertion stopped. I was now equipped to take a mannequins stand up my butt. Melissa brought a lounge chair next to me and I was told to sit back in it with my arse on the edge and my legs spread, one on each arm of the chair. I was facing the remaining men who were all intently watching me. I looked down to my pussy. It was an open invitation. Further down the holder kept my arse wide open. Jayne approached me from the front with the pleasure unit held towards me. She kneeled down and pushed the cock past my pussy lips. I felt them grip the cock as it was pushed into me, deeper and deeper until it was buried to the hilt. The unit was wiggled by her and the pleasure started to build until its mouth encircled my clit. Its mouth is now around my clit. Ok stand up straight please Jenny facing the mirror. Put your arms together behind your back I stared at my reflection and couldn't take my eyes off the two small eyes which were located at the beginning of my covered pussy. The chair was moved away and Jayne approached with her torch. The light hit me for about 2 seconds and then I found myself bathed in the pink light. As it got brighter, blocking my view of the mirror I found myself moving slightly. My arms came down to my sides and slightly back, thrusting my breasts out, one leg moved forward and my head lifted itself so I was looking straight ahead. I stood on tip toes, lifting my heels about 2 inches off the carpet. I could tell I was smiling slightly. At that point all my movements locked. I could tell that I had stopped breathing and I felt myself go stiff and hard. The light began to lose it s intensity and I could see my reflection again. The sight staggered me. I was a pink shiny mannequin. I could see the joints in my arms waist and on one leg. The eyes over my pussy had disappeared. I just kept looking at myself. At least I was still a conscious being, one that could still hear and think. Jayne stepped in front of me and picked me up, placing me next to Jill. Just like her I was lowered onto a mannequin support rod. It was too tall for me so my feet didn't touch the carpet and yet I felt no pressure in my arse. Jayne swung me around on the rod so I was half facing the mirror and half facing the group. I glanced at myself in the mirror and could see the curves of my new feminine figure, the breasts jutting out one way and my butt the other. Over the next 30 minutes the other men were transformed into mannequins or pleasure units. The last guy was transformed into a stone statue instead of a mannequin. The transformation proceeded in a different manner to us with the stone radiating out from one point on the girls body. The two women spent the next 10 minutes examining us. The texture of the plastic is just right said Jayne as she ran her hands over a mannequin. The skin colour is excellent and the gloss gives them a good shine in the lights. The hair is still natural and their eyes are far better with the glass appearance. It gives realism to their faces. Replied Melissa as she ran her fingers over my breasts. I liked the way they moved into their programmed poses and held them This first batch has turned out to be a total success, much better quality than I anticipated. There's now 10 less rapists and murderers on the loose in this city and there will be even less after tomorrow. Jayne joyfully said. Melissa agreed. They turned their attention to the stone girl. This girl was going to be a mannequin but the first four turned out so well I thought wed try a stone one. She s turned out to be very classy looking and she has the gloss finish as well. I think we might put her in the beer garden. Jayne stood in front of us: Listen closely mannequins! You will remember exactly what I now tell you. Point one: At sunset you'll be able to talk to any mannequin which is within your range of vision. Point two: Your pleasure units are controlled by you and no one else. At your command they will either suck, lick and rub your clit until you come or their cocks will screw you until they come. You'll experience all the sensations and pleasures that you'd feel if a man was screwing you. Point three: I'd like you to decide how you would answer the following question If I could have my life over again what would I choose to do? I think we'll stop there for today. Melissa, I'll help you carry them to the shop and you can dress them. If I could have my life over again I thought to myself, I'd make sure I wasn't turned into a mannequin. The mannequin next to me was lifted up and carried out of the room. A few minutes later I was lifted off my rod and carried to my new home. Life on a Rod My new home was a fairly large well-stocked boutique. I was carried over to one wall at the back of the store and placed on a clear plastic rod. I was facing out from the wall with the end of an aisle of clothes in front of me. At the end of the aisle was a full length mirror which allowed me to see a perfect reflection of myself. My rod was so clear that I had trouble seeing it disappearing up between my legs. A light from the ceiling was aimed at me. There were two mannequin rods placed either side of the mirror. I couldn't see very far towards the front of the shop because the aisle in front of me restricted my view. All I saw was rows of knickers and bras in the aisles. I could just see where the rows of skirts started. I glanced at myself in the mirror and noticed there was a mirror placed either side of me. This meant each mannequin had her own mirror in which she could look at herself. A mannequin was carried in and placed on the rod to my right and then another was brought in and placed on the empty rod to the left . We were grouped together. I couldn't see Jill standing anywhere in my line of sight. I tried talking to both mannequins but there was no response. Had the brunette been lying to us? I wondered. Well, what do I think about now, I pondered. That problem was solved when Melissa stood in front of me and smiled. I think I know just what you should be wearing, Jenny. I already have your measurements so don't go away and I'll be right back with your first set of clothes. I watched her move up the aisle to my right but I couldn't see what she was choosing. She went right to the front of the store and returned with some green lace lingerie, a suspender belt and stockings. I was going to be a lingerie mannequin. She moved up close to me and I could smell her perfume. She looked me in the eyes and smiled again. Have you tried your pleasure unit yet? She held my left arm and swung it towards herself and then lifted it from me. She held it up for me to see. The connectors work very well don t you think? She laid my arm on the carpet and took off my other arm. I looked in the mirror and stared at myself. She fitted me with a deep green lacy low cut bra, stepping behind me to adjust it. There you are, your first bra. A memorable occasion for every girl. Well do the stockings next and then the g-string. She knelt down and removed my left leg while I rocked on my rod. She slid some panty hose on to my leg and then did the same for my remaining leg. I could feel everything she did. Melissa next separated my body at the waist and gave me a dark green lace suspender belt. I found myself staring at my plastic pussy. A green g-string was fitted by lifting me off my rod and then my leg was reattached. I was put back together and the stockings were clipped to the belt. Melissa stepped back to admire her work. Who's a sexy girl now? She said and with a big wink she moved to the next mannequin. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was a sexy girl! I had to acknowledge I was a perfect picture of femininity in my well filled bra, stockings and panties. I'm still showing plenty of shiny plastic I muttered to myself. The mannequin opposite me was also dressed in a deep burgundy lingerie set. She was quite pretty and would have made a great looking girl. Her body faced forward but her head was turned sharply to the right, giving her a very easy view of the mannequin to her right. Melissa was finishing the third girl. She was tall with long straight hair standing in a classic mannequin pose. She was given a long blue dress. Melissa admired her work for a few seconds and while adjusting my g-string spoke to us; I'll leave you mannequins for the night so you can become better acquainted and also enjoy your pleasure units. Tomorrow I'll have another 12 mannequins for the store and well be open to the public next Thursday. The lights were dimmed as she left and we were left to ourselves, perched on our rods, staring into our mirrors and looking the perfect mannequins that we were. The sun was still up so I knew we wouldn't be talking to each other for another hour or so. I was desperate to talk to the other mannequins. I wanted the ability to talk to each other to be true. If I could never talk to anyone again I knew I d be in trouble mentally. The time dragged by in the silence. I checked out the clothes of the other mannequins. I had another look at their figures, their faces. I looked at what area of the shop I could see; rows of panties, knickers and some skirts. I checked out the ceiling. I looked at my figure again : the long legs, the curvy hips, the pretty face, my straight long hair, my bra, g string, stockings, shoes. How much time had just passed? Minutes? An hour? I thought about the last words Jayne said to us; If you could have your life over again what would you choose to do? What did she mean by this? In these words was there a hint of some future reprieve from being a mannequin if I made the right decision? But if I did make the right decision who would know? Why would she want us to ponder this choice if we were doomed to always being a mannequin? How much time had just passed? Minutes? An hour? Us girls still weren't talking to each other. I thought about the pleasure unit sealed within my pussy. I couldn't bring myself to think of it as a human being. I remembered those eyes low in my belly looking at itself in the mirror. Sooner or later I knew I would have to try it out. Even if it was just to relieve the boredom. I had to find out if Jayne's words were true that I could experience the exact sexual pleasure of any girl. I certainly had the privacy at the moment. I made the decision. Lick my clit with your tongue I said to myself. Nothing happened. I waited. Still nothing. Lick my clit with your tongue until I come I thought to myself. Still nothing happened. The brunette lied about us being able to talk to each other. I thought sadly to myself. Time dragged by while thoughts about my future life depressed me. I tried again. Pleasure unit, lick my clit with your tongue until I come. I despondently waited. The most exquisite feeling suddenly commenced on my clit. I could actually feel a soft wet tongue tip rolling itself over my clit. It was very, very enjoyable and soon I was softly moaning from the pleasure. It felt wonderful and I didn't want it to stop. After a few minutes I could feel myself tensing and then the orgasm rippled thru me and I yelled with pleasure. It worked! I didn't hesitate, Pleasure unit screw me with your cock I ordered. Immediately I could feel my pussy lips being parted by a firm cock which slid into my pussy and started it s rhythmical stroking. I bathed myself in pleasure for the next 5 minutes, moaning and groaning with delight and then I was filled with come as the cock within finished its pleasure. The pleasure units well named I said to myself. It sure is, said a feminine voice. Who said that? I replied. The mannequin with the red panties said it came the reply. I looked across the aisle. So we really can talk to each other. I've been listening to you enjoying yourself for the last couple of minutes Have you tried your pleasure unit? Yeah and I think I may become addicted to it. It s going to help relieve the boredom. That comment prompted me to ask the girl what she thought of Jayne s last words to us. The mannequins reply was one of anger and despair; I don't have a clue what she meant! I can t see any way out of our predicament. If I could choose again then Id make sure I was never turned into a mannequin and I d kill the bitches so they couldn't do this to anyone else. The other mannequin joined in and we talked for the next couple of hours about our pasts and what we thought of our future. Their names were Jackie for the red knickers girl and Jasmine for the blue dress mannequin. We discovered we couldn't say our previous names any more but still held our memories and we could still have private thoughts which the other girls couldn't hear. After a few hours our conversation dwindled. I figured it was pretty late by now and yet I wasn't feeling tired or sleepy. We tried to go to sleep but it didn't happen. We were still wide awake when the first rays of sunrise washed into the front of the store. In fact I did not feel tired. I was clear headed and alert. Melissa and Jayne brought a load of mannequins into the store around lunch time. Eight of them were placed in our end of the store. There were two lots of three set up in the aisles to our right and left and the remaining two were each placed in a corner facing diagonally outwards. Our range of vision was very restricted and I could only see the corner mannequins by looking in the mirrors of the next aisle. Jackie and Jasmine could see mannequins in the aisles that were opposite them but couldn't see the corner mannequins. The mannequins were soon dressed and we tried to talk with them but nothing happened. We figured they d start talking at nightfall. We were bored during the afternoon and used our pleasure units for some sexual relief. I could hear the other mannequins moaning with pleasure. I tried every combination on my clit that I could think of. I was starting to enjoy the sexual sensations and to even look forward to them. None of the new mannequins talked that evening. I could see one of the corner girls highlighted by the evening light. She was lit up with bright rays of light reflecting off her very shiny body. I wondered what they were thinking. I used my pleasure unit much earlier than I intended tonight because we got bored and ran out of things to talk about. By this time Id been awake for over 48 hours but was not at all tired. Again I stayed awake all night using my pleasure unit several times to relieve my frustration. I loved having my clit sucked, rubbed and licked. The new mannequins started talking at sunrise. I could only talk to the corner ones I could see. One was a beautiful blonde with a big happy smile on her face. I was the only mannequin she could see so I spent nearly all of the day talking to her. I could listen to Jasmine and Jackie talking to the mannequins they could see but I couldn't hear any of the replies. This meant I only ever got half of their conversations. I settled into a routine of talking and using my pleasure unit. Days passed without me ever falling asleep. I was awake 24 hours a day. I can tell you that makes for a very very long day, particularly when you re stuck in one spot with limited vision. One morning Melissa opened the store and customers wondered past us. It was a great relief to have some visual stimulation. I'd listen to their conversations. The customers were mostly women in their twenties to late thirties. They usually shopped in pairs and most of them would look at some of us very closely. During the first week a girl bought the clothes I was wearing. I was left naked for the rest of the day and dressed in more lingerie that night. While I was naked the other mannequins stirred me, saying what a slut I was to be hanging around naked in the boutique. We d decided to try and keep up a sense of humour despite our situation. As far as I could tell it was the second week we were opened when we were invaded by 10 very beautiful and very naked women. One afternoon Jayne brought them to the rear of the shop and told them to choose 3 sets of lingerie each along with 2 dresses, 2 skirts, a bikini, 2 pairs of shoes, 2 tops and 2 pairs of jeans. The girls listened attentively and then went to work choosing some very classy and sexy lingerie. They stood in front of our mirrors trying on all sorts of clothes. I found myself admiring their figures. I loved the look of their breasts bouncing around and the curve of their hips and great butts. They were very pretty women. It was only later in the evening I realized I had looked at them with no intention of wanting to make love to any of them as a man. In fact Id been comparing their figures with mine and checking out the gear they d chosen and whether I would have worn it. ONE YEAR LATER Melissa paid us an early morning visit today and told us we had been mannequins for exactly a year. The three of us were still in the same spot . We were all dressed in new gear for the day. I was used to the dressing routine by now and loved wearing lacy thongs and g-strings. I wasn't an angry person any more, being resigned to my life as a mannequin. I now loved sex as a woman and had probably used my pleasure unit more than three thousand times. When Melissa returned to the shop front we talked about one of the memorable events we d experienced during the past year. One afternoon just after the lunchtime rush, two customers we had admired earlier, returned to the store. They walked with Melissa to our section and proceeded to confess they had been shoplifting. They returned sets of lingerie, skirts and tops. Melissa stood them in front of us and told them to wait there while she picked up a bar code scanner from the front counter. She wanted to check the price of the clothes. I thought it quite odd for successful shoplifters to return to the scene of the crime and confess. It didn't make sense to me. Melissa returned with one of the torch like devices used to turn us into mannequins. She aimed it at both girls without them even noticing what was occurring. OK girls Id like you to come with me while we sort this out. Please don't speak unless I speak to you to. The girls obediently followed. I wondered what their fate would be. Melissa returned after she closed the shop, picked up Jasmine and moved her to the front of the store. We tried to say goodbye before she was out of range. It sounded like she was placed in the shop window. A few minutes later Melissa and Jayne returned carrying two mannequins. Another clear rod was set up next to the newly vacated one. Once the mannequins were on their rods I was able to get a good look at them while Jayne and Melissa dressed them. They were the two shoplifters! They were posed together with one standing just behind the other with her hands coming over the other girl's shoulders. Since you two like our clothes so much we've decided to give you the opportunity to wear them permanently. In fact your first clothes will be some of the items you shoplifted. said Jayne as she fitted a black dress to the front mannequin. Their appearance had been altered. As shoplifters both girls had long blonde hair. As mannequins both girls were brunettes, the back one now possessed a heavy fringe with straight hair while the front girl now had long thick wavy hair coming past her shoulders. I think their eyes had also changed colour from blue to brown. Jackie and I thought we would talk to them that night but we were wrong. It was about a week later before they were able to talk. They were still really angry and both kept crying for several weeks. Eventually I asked them the questions I'd been desperately longing to: What is it like to suck a guys cock and what s it like to have your breasts caressed and licked? They both said it was very pleasurable and why did I want to know? So we told them how we came to be mannequins. I think they mellowed out that day and a lot of the anger left them. A few months later Melissa brought a guy with her to our section of the store and it soon became obvious he wasn't interested in the clothes. He was interested in us; the mannequins. They talked about how realistic we looked, how fine our features were, the great colour in our eyes and the extra gloss of our plastic skin. He ran his hands over Jackie's face, boobs and butt, finally running his hand up her leg. It was then we heard words which chilled us to the bone: Which two would you like to buy? said Melissa. He looked at the shoplifters and then to Jackie and myself. Then he turned towards the shoplifters. I'd like these two thanks. They look classy and they compliment each other so well. Sold said Melissa as she smiled at the shoplifters. They were petrified. We knew they could only talk to each other because of the mirror in front of them. When customers were standing before the mirror we'd discovered they were not able to talk to each other. Melissa carried them away that evening but not before telling Jackie and I where they were going. They would be part of the gaming floor furnishings in a casino. This afternoon was new girl time where the store was closed to the public while 10 very sexy and very naked women had free range of the store. I think it was a couple of months before we realized the naked girls who came thru each week were men who had been transformed by Jayne. We discovered, from their conversations, they had paid for the privilege of becoming the women of their dreams, probably by the same technology that had turned us into mannequins. At the start they were mostly Australian and American girls but as the months progressed there were more and more Asian and Japanese girls present. The more I saw of these women the more I felt the joy in them. They were given an opportunity to live out their dreams. Jackie and I loved to listen to their conversations and watch them admire themselves in front of the mirrors while they tried out various clothes. In this afternoons batch I was watching a very tall beautiful Latino girl trying out a very sexy mini skirt in my mirror. Her knickers were a lovely apricot lace which were just eaten by her arse, only to reappear in a flurry of lace at the top. I thought her legs were sensational. While she pulled the skirt over her hips the thought struck me; If I could have my life over again I d choose to be a beautiful girl so I could enjoy all the pleasures of being a woman. After the new girls had left with their loads of sexy clothes I glanced at Jackie. I wanted to tell her my decision. Jackie, if I could choose my life again I'd choose to be a beautiful woman. There was no reply. I tried again and still there was no reply. It was then I heard her talk to me and I answered. But she couldn't hear me! What's going on? I cried out. I could hear Jackie repeatedly speaking to me but she didn't hear any of my replies. She cried out to me Look in the mirror. When I checked myself out I was shocked to my inner core. My eyes were glowing a deep red. It looked really spooky! I stopped trying to talk to Jackie and tried to figure out what was happening. I didn't have any idea but I began to be frightened. I spent the rest of the afternoon in a cone of silence, listening to Jackie and the new mannequin, Jaclyn. Melissa had a good look at me when the shop was closed. I think your shop days are finished Jenny. Let s move you upstairs for the night. Jackie cried out to me but I still couldn't answer. Pink Light, Girls Delight I was carried out of the boutique and placed in the room where it all started. I was placed on a rod at the foot of the stairs where I could see the mirrored wall. Jayne was busy at work with a girl standing in front of the mirrors. She left her console and came over to me. Here's our graduate. said Melissa. What's she mean by graduate? I asked myself. We'll do her after I finish with this girl, OK? As long as I can stay and watch said Melissa. Sure. Jayne returned to her console, picked up her torch, made the settings and aimed it at the girl. I wondered what she d turn into, a mannequin or a statue? The pink light surrounded the girl and she moved down to the floor, lying on her back. She drew her legs up so her feet were touching her arse but were still on the floor. Next, she raised her hands palms upwards so they were at the same height as her knees. The pink light became too strong at this point and I lost sight of her. When it cleared I realized what she had become - a shiny, smooth, light brown wooden statue. Jayne asked Melissa to give her a hand with a sheet of gold lined glass which they placed resting on her knees and palms. She was a table! I'm going to place her in the bar area near the window said Jayne happily. I was petrified. If my days as a shop mannequin were finished and they were now making guys into tables what was my new state going to be? They lifted the girl over to one side and picked me up, placing me on a rod in front of the mirrors. Jayne aimed her torch at me and I waited frozen on the spot staring at myself in the mirror. The pink light began to enfold me. As the light built in intensity I felt myself become loose and heavy. I could feel a terrible pressure in my butt and then I started breathing. I tried moving but it was too painful. The light captured me, blocking out my surroundings and then it began to fade. When it stopped I found myself looking at a living breathing girl with a rod up her arse. In the mirror I could see the eyes were back over my covered pussy. I turned my head looking for Jayne and Melissa. Welcome back to the land of the living, don't talk until I tell you to said Jayne joyfully as she came close to me, holding my hands. Melissa pulled a chair over and told me to step up onto it so I could get off the rod that was holding me still. I stepped onto the chair and turned to face them. We want to remove the pleasure unit and your rod holder. Sit down on a lounge chair, lean back and hang your legs either side. I obeyed and Jayne knelt before my open legs. She pulled out the pleasure unit first, holding it in the light and running her fingers over its cock. I looked at the cock which had given me so much pleasure. It was big and slick. I was going to miss it. The rod holder came out next. Jayne lay both items on a nearby desk and returned with some food and drink. Here, drink and eat for awhile and then well talk said Jayne handing me a pink do nut and a coke. I was starving and quickly finished off the first food and drink Id eaten for over a year. I suppose we owe you an explanation. You're back in the land of the living because you chose the right answer to my question; If you could have your life over again what would you choose to do? You're our first graduate from mannequin school. Any mannequin or statue that wants to be a girl if they could have their life over again will be given that opportunity. For the next ten minutes they asked me about my experiences as a mannequin. Jayne wanted to know if her programming had functioned correctly. She was surprised when I told her the mannequins never sleep, that were awake 24 hours a day. Its time for you to start your new life as a girl working for us. We need a new receptionist at the moment and you re getting the job. We'll pay you we'll, give you a new identity and free accommodation for as long as you want. You're eating with us in the restaurant tonight and then coming to the bar. First of all we need to find some clothes for you down in the boutique and let you freshen up in your new unit. The first thing to do though is to give you a new appearance. We can't have an ex mannequin walking past the others or it might give them a clue. So come with us to the selection room and you can choose your new figure from tit to toe. I didn't have a clue what they were talking about but I stood up with them and agreed with everything they said. There was no way, now I had my humanity back, that I was going to get on the wrong side of them. I didn't want to become a table in the bar! We entered a room adjacent to the transformation room. One wall was lined with 10 computers while the remainder of the room was filled with catalogued girlie and fashion magazines. Melissa explained how the room worked. Our main business is transforming men into the women they desire to be. This room enables them to compile the image of their dream girl. Come over to a computer and we'll get you started. They sat either side of me while I looked at the monitor. There were two ways to approach my choice. Either I could spend an hour checking out images of girls and then mix and match features until I created the right girl or I could do a category search and look at the girls who fitted my options. I could then mix and match to fine tune my choice. I chose the latter option. My first choice was what racial features I desired. The options were Asian, European, Indian, Latino and Negro. There were sub categories under these titles. This was happening way to fast for me but I wasn't going to complain. I decided to concentrate on the choices and to take my time. I chose European. The next option was hair; blonde, black, auburn redhead, brunette. I chose black. Over the next few minutes I selected hair style, bust size and shape. This gave me 10 pages of galleries to work thru. On the second page I found my dream girl and selected her. I proceeded, with both Jayne and Melissa s guidance to fine tune her figure. The girl's measurements were a classic 36C-23-34 with a great full bodied arse. I increased her height to 5 foot 9 inches, made her hips wider, giving an hour glass curve to her waist and made her butt slightly bigger. The breasts went up a cup size with nipples about a half inch long when firm. I wanted something that guys could get their lips and tongue around! Her figure settled at 37D- 23-37. She was very curvy which was exactly what I wanted for myself. I went for a light all over tan with firm legs and full cock sucking lips and blue/green eyes. We moved onto personality traits and work skills. Jayne insisted I make myself bi lingual because as receptionist I'd be talking to people from all over the world. So we chose Japanese and Thai as the Asian languages with German, Italian and French for the European ones. I had to have Spanish since Gender Swap was receiving an increasing number of customers from South America. I would have a good dress sense, be great with hair and makeup, exude an air of femininity and totally love sex with men. I'd love cock sucking (Receiving twice as much come in my mouth as I would in my pussy) and could sense what men would like me to do next during sex. Men would keep coming and coming until my sex drive was satisfied. I could sense whether men were interested in me or just my body. I thought some of these were a bit over the top but I decided not to argue. I had my humanity back and I wanted to keep it. Finally we were finished and back in the transformation room. I was soon standing before the mirrors while I was bathed in the colours of the rainbow. About 5 minutes later I was the dream girl I had chosen for myself and I felt absolutely stoked. I was beautiful! It s boutique time Jenny I was pretty nervous about returning to the boutique and seeing the mannequins I had spent so much time with. I was particularly worried about seeing my friend Jackie. But it was something I had to do and so we headed downstairs after I put on a simple stretch dress which was very figure hugging. You had no trouble realizing I was not wearing a bra! Before we enter I should tell you we've encoded you so it s not possible for you to tell any mannequin or statue, by whatever means, how they can regain their humanity. They have to make their own decision. The foyer was luxurious displaying rich carpet and furnishings with both walls covered in mirrors. I figured these were for the benefit of the statues which lined the entrance area. I knew they were watching us. I had a quick glimpse of the bar and restaurant which were obviously quite popular judging by the number of people moving around. I caught glimpses of several statues and mannequins standing and in some cases lying down in both rooms. They were a feature of the rooms being prominently displayed. Melissa unlocked the boutique and I entered. I was nervous. I went straight to my lingerie section where Jackie was standing. I figured I may as well get the hard part over and done with. There she was dressed in red lingerie looking as good as ever. My friend the mannequin. I chose some sets and walked to my old mirror. There was my rod I'd hung on for so long! I faced the mirror and got on with the job. The panties and the bra, a green lace thong combo of course, felt wonderful against my skin and I loved the feel of the thong eating my arse. I stood back and admired my figure. Over the next hour I chose skirts, tops, dresses, bikinis and shoes. I kept coming back to my mirror to see what my clothes looked like. I left the store as a classy well dressed woman. Jayne guided us to my new unit. It was luxurious. We'll come by in an hour and take you to the restaurant and bar. For the next 40 minutes I tried on panties, bras, skirts and tops. I finally chose a blue thong lace combo with a figure hugging short silver dress which was low enough to reveal some cleavage. I chose 2 heels and paraded around the unit for awhile, getting a feel for walking in heels. I felt great. At 8 o clock there was a knock on my door. I opened it expecting to see Jayne and Melissa. There was a guy standing there. Hi, you must be Jenny. My names Jack, I m a friend of Jayne and she's suggested I share the evening with you. He was American. He held out his arm for me to take and led me to the restaurant. As we walked I saw a picture of myself kneeling before him and sucking his cock. I could hardly wait!