This choice: Tried to escape, somehow making the mannequins laugh more. • Go Back...Chapter #8The WareHouse of Illusions by: Aerodeth   Your desire to escape these creepy seductive naked mannequins reached it's peak, but your resistant struggling did nothing except amuse your artificial kidnappers! It didnt even ease up their gentle caressing, rubbing, and ass shaking. Since playing hard to get wasnt working, you had to change up your strategy.
So instead of fighting them, you pretended to give in and played off returning their affection. You turned your head to one of the mannequins kissing your cheek and pressed your lips against it's own. You turned your head and did the same to the other one kissing your other cheek. You even nuzzled your chest against one of theirs, pressing as close as you could, pretending it's hard stiff boobs werent poking you too hard! That mannequin seemed pleased enough with your return of affection that it lightened the grip of your arm, allowing you to run your hand across it's stiff breasts, gently rubbing whatever was there to rub!
The other mannequin on the opposite side of you seemed to get a little jealous of the attention you were giving it's 'sister' and loosened it's grip on your other arm, hoping you'd give it the same carressing the other one got. Which it did... though you were wishing it's boobs were softer than the other one's.
After a little while of fake making-out with the two mannequins beside you which consisting of smooching fake lips and running your hands across fake chests and hips, you felt it was time to make your move. You turn your attention to one of the mannequins busy wiggling it's butt your direction... then with no warning whatsoever, you gave it's ass one hard loud echoing SMACK!!
"!!!" you smacked it so hard, the mannequin leaped up in so much surprise, one of it's legs twisted awkwardly which madeit wobble and lose it's balance, falling right over! That sudden twist worked better than expected. Every single mannequin was briefly stunned by your action! Which was good, because it gave you ample time to shimmy out of your captors' lightened grip, literally shove one of the mannequins that was blowing you a kiss earlier to the floor and dash toward the door!
"Errgh!!" One of those damn plastic abominations managed to grab on your leg and squeeze it tight with kung-fu grip! Then another mannequin was pulling the leg of your grabber then another was pulling it's leg, then another, then another trying to pull you away from the door! You fought back, kicking your attacker's face, but even after literally kicking it's head clean off, it STILL didnt let go! Mannequin, go figure. All the while, you could hear playful laughter coming out of their emotionless faces!
It tore off a perfectly good chunk of your pant leg before you could break free and slip through the door, slamming it shut behind you! Through the door led you to an empty straight hallway ending with another door. Through THAT door led to you through an empty hallway with a narrow turn in the corner ending with another door! Through THAT door led you down another empty hallway but with a U-turn curve with another door at the very end! Another hallway, narrow twist, another door. Good lord, how many hallways were there?! All the while, you could hear those mannequins laughing, almost as if they were sensing your confusing and were enjoying every second of it!
You swear to as many gods as you are aware of that the warehouse was never this big! It couldn’t possibly fit THIS many narrowing hallways! If you didnt know any better, you’d think the entire building took an awkward form that could make Castle Oblivion seem up to code! Nevertheless, you dash down each crooked, twisting, and jagged hallway, passing through more doors than stars in the freaking sky, ignoring the laughter emanating through the walls and never fading no matter how further you think you’ve gotten from your odd pursuers.
As if this accursed warehouse couldn’t fuck with your brain enough, the last door you rushed through lead you to place that not even with the best willing suspension of disbelief could you believe was actually part of ANY warehouse!
The Malibu-Style kitchen room!
Yep, as soon as you rushed through the door, you found yourself standing in the middle of a kitchen that looks like it came right out of a nice wealthy little beach house! You flipped on the light switch and glanced around the nice looking neatly tidied up place. Infinitely better setting than the creepy abandoned warehouse, but this still took a lot to soak in.
Even worse, you glanced through the doorway you just came through, only to see the neatly carpeted hallway of the beach mansion instead of the creepy dark twisting corridors you just came out of! Looks like you cant go back. Not that you’d want to, anyway!
While you felt the relief of no longer being in that creepy dark building full of living mannequins, you knew you werent safe yet. If this isnt a trick, then you just accidentally trespassed into someone’s house! Damned if you know how youre gonna explain to the owners how you inadvertently broke into their home… nobody’s gonna believe you got magically teleported here from a haunted warehouse full of living mannequins! If a trespasser told YOU that story, you’d probably shoot him on sight!
It seemed as though your best course of action would be to sneak out of the house before you set off an alarm… after jacking a beer from the fridge. Or two. Probably three. You’ve earned it after the night you had!
It’d be a shame to leave so soon, cuz the owners of this fancy house were having a large loud wild pool-party in the backyard. From what you spotted through the window, it was an all-girl pool party. Over a dozen or so beautiful women in scantily clad bikinis chilling in the pool, play-fighting, dancing to the bumping music on the speakers, playing volley ball, and of course drinking. Something you desperately need to do!
You stared a bit longer than you shouldve at the party girls outside, obviously drawn to them at their exquisite wet and nearly naked bodies as they were having the time of their lives outside. You knew you didn’t belong there and knew there was no better time than now to get while the getting was good, but you were still a male and couldnt help but admire the lovely sight of several gorgeous women happily gathered together as naked as the day God made them save for a skimpy bikini top barely concealing their bountiful bouncing breasts and tight bikini bottoms hiding AND emphasizing each lucious curve of their thick swinging hips while fresh pool water drops dripping down their smooth perky grey skin…
...Wait a minute! GREY skin?! Yep, each one of these bikini-clad babes had identical grey plasticy skin with artificial joints in every part of their lovely bodies that were meant to move… just like those blank mannequins you were running from earlier, only these was now had hair added, finished painted faces, were more flexable in many areas and even more… er… jiggly, too! No sooner did you realize this did you began to hear that familiar giggling coming from those girls partying in that backyard.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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