Ruudschi

(story continues from Marked Mannequins Part 2) Part Three [this is a continuation of the Parts I and II, feel free to read them first, you’re in for a treat] Sandy was all over our store, literally. The thing is that no customer would ever recognize it. Sandy was in her mannequin state. I turned her into a mannequin two weeks ago and had quite some fun with her. With the green marker I was able to disassemble her in any way I wanted. I just had to draw a green line around a body part and a seam would appear at which I could take her apart. I was even able to revive just one part of her by writing an X with the red marker on that body part. If I wanted to bring her back together I’d just have to reassemble her and mark the seams with the green marker which then would let the seams disappear. There was another funny thing I noticed while playing around with her. If I put a body part onto any surface and mark the seam with the green marker that body part would be fused with that surface. That opened up quite some new possibilities for us to play with each other. I was even able to revive that body part. ...

Authors note: Because there are so, so, so, so seldom any stories about mannequins, or at least mannequins that get taken apart and played with. Since there seems to be a lack of those stories I decided to write my own. I had the Idea to this story quite some time ago. And I finally got it done. Well at least the first part - sitting in front of a blinking cursor on a white screen is a very hard exercise. Even though this is only an introduction to the two main characters with some explicit action of course, I also want to know what happens next. So be asured that there will be several more parts coming soon. ...

(story continues from Marked Mannequins)_ Part Two Leyla and I had quite some fun together within the last three years. After we discovered what kind of markers I got at the auction we wanted to use them as often as we could on one another. The first day we played with the markers she made me into a mannequin and let me stand in our bedroom for the whole weekend. She took some pictures and showed me what kind of things she had done. There were pictures of me completely disembodied. And my body parts laying everywhere in the room. There was my head next to the mirror wearing that straw hat I love so much. My bust displayed a bra of mine on the night table. One of my legs had a nice colorful knee high stocking on display, while the other just lay next to it. And a sexy g-string was displayed by my ass in the living room next to the TV. My hands were no where on that pictures. But I didn’t need any pictures to know what she did with them. I can still feel her breasts and pussy. ...