The new shop (A very short mac fantasy. Non explicit)
Posted: March 14th, 2025, 9:45 am
I stood staring into the window of the new shop in the high street. "Patent Macs". There were a dozen mannequins beautifully wrapped in the most glossy rainwear imaginable. They all seemed to be smiling at me, deep inside their voluminous hoods.
'Lovely, aren't they'. I turned to find myself staring into one of those hoods, deep and shiny, those stunning blue eyes, mesmerising.........
He was looking straight at me. I tried to move. I couldn't. I was rigidly attached to something. I tried to shout, but the gag kept me silent. The huge shiny hood covering my face, allowed me to see and breath, I am now that mannequin........
'Lovely, aren't they'. I turned to find myself staring into one of those hoods, deep and shiny, those stunning blue eyes, mesmerising.........
He was looking straight at me. I tried to move. I couldn't. I was rigidly attached to something. I tried to shout, but the gag kept me silent. The huge shiny hood covering my face, allowed me to see and breath, I am now that mannequin........