Lisa gets around

"Ok sure we can do that, easy in fact. "

"And a day is no problem, breaks might be hard to arrange?"

"No no problem" Matt said calmly

" I have seen the evening show so I know we are being fairly tame, but.. "

"It's fine we do all sorts, really."

"And the assistant, we are after a certain look figure wise."

"No problem you can have anything you want within reason, I will show you".

Lisa listened with amusement. It seemed they had a new booking. The client was a fit looking guy in him mid thirties. He was wandering around the shelves in Matt's warehouse as they chatted and had paid no attention at all to the brunette mannequin head on one side of the desk by the door.

"So basically you can spec a body shape using these parts here.."

Lisa watched the client sort through the mannequin parts across from her. There were 6 sets of legs, 4 of arms , 4 sets of hips and 5 chest pieces. She knew that one of the sets were her original body transformed into lifeless plastic but she had come to the realisation that she was no longer sure which were which. It didn't bother here any more, she just thought of all off the bits as her, to be combined to make whatever was needed or desired.

With Matt's help the client had soon assembled a pair of extra long toned legs, narrow hips, one of the chests with mid size breasts and the more athletic looking arms.

"Makes a change from living barbie doll" Lisa thought approvingly as Matt rescued her head from the desk and perched it on the dummy. Matt posed her quickly, legs slightly apart and hands confidently on hips. 

"That's looks stunning Matt. But how does that help with a girl for the day. You take a picture and send it an agency or something ? "

Matt smiled his enigmatic smile and touched the Lisa dummy on the shoulder. Lisa felt a warmth and softness spread rapidly over her then gasped and coughed as she was living flesh once more. She grabbed the corner of a rack to steady herself for a second, took a deep breath and then stood dead still recovering the pose Matt had chosen for her.

"Meet Lisa "

Lisa smiled warmly as the client drunk in the site of the gorgeous brunette who had somehow appeared in front of him.

"Like what you see? " Matt asked with a grin, breaking the silence.

"Er . Yeah. I mean. Wow. Amazing. How? I mean. Shes so hot".

Lisa remained still, enjoying both the moment and the attention. 

"How ? Seriously Matt how ? "

"Magic". Matt paused. "When I don't need Lisa I often make her into a mannequin and store her here. The fact I can alter her a bit to keep my client's happy is a bonus really"

"So is that her real body ?"

"I have no idea, it is now!"

"Well Lisa you look stunning, as a mannequin and as a real girl".

Lisa continued to play her part, accepting the compliment with a smile and nod only.

"So what happens now?" 

"I will get the other bits we need for the trick together and see you there around lunchtime on Friday. If you can just clear the space we discussed?"

"Of course. And what happens to Lisa ? "

"Well I don't have a use for her till the show so you can take her now if you like?" 

Lisa reacted confidently again giving the guy a winning smile. Would be good to get out of the warehouse for a bit she figured, whatever Matt had in mind.

"Won't she ..." but Lisa's reaction stopped any objection.

Matt touched Lisa lightly once more and she felt the all too familiar tingle spread. In no time he had straightened out her pose and she was once again a pile of parts, this time in a box in the trunk of the client's car.


From Lisa's vantage point in the doorway of the shop she could see Matt setting up the show. The place was a busy surf shop by the beach and she had spent the past few days in the entrance modelling wetsuits and bikinis. The client seemed to enjoy changing her outfit each night as he locked up. This morning she found herself modelling a kind of neoprene sports bra which looked very surfer chic. Well part of her was. Her legs and hip were across the way clad in some skin tight board shorts and her arms were no where to be seen.

Lisa assumed show time was close as she was recovered from the shop floor to a store room, reassembled and restored. Matt left her to make some final touch ups to her hair and make up and went out to start the show. With some relief Lisa found she had been left with a costume for once. She wriggled a black bikini bottom up her new long legs. Her boobs were barely contained with a black bandeau style bikini top. The centre of the tube top was made of an open mesh revealing a more than generous portion of cleavage.

She really enjoyed her walk from the impromptu changing room to the performance area just outside the store's front door. She loved the body her client had picked for her and she loved the outfit which had eyes popping all the way to meet Matt. She arrived just as Matt was rearranging the last bits of the props needed. He was stood by a platform on wheels allowing a clear view underneath, which had a slender vertical pole mounted to one side.

"Ladies and gentlemen LISA!!!!  I am sure you have all seen magicians on tv cut their lovely assistant into three. Most of you will know how they did the illusion too. Well folks our version is a little different. And no illusion.... "

Lisa took a bow and stepped up onto the small platform. As usual Matt began the trick with the minimum of additional explanation. Lisa figured a zig zag trick was safe for such a mainstream audience and wondered what Matt would change to liven it up a little. Still striking a pose she watched as Matt carried what seemed to be a small oil drum over to the platform. It was painted baby blue and decorated with flowers and the store's logo and seemed to have a base but no lid. Matt reached up and slid a small tube welded to the side of the drum over the pole allowing it be held in place sliding down, to come to rest about a foot from the floor. 

"Lisa?" 

Lisa stepped over and took Matt's hand . He flipped open the front third or so of the cylinder like a door and Lisa stepped up and in, turning to face the growing crowd. The drum came up to the top of her thighs and was wide enough for her to stand in with only a little space either side. She had no more idea how the trick would pan out than the audience, but she could guess what was required for now. Matt flicked the door closed then took another cylinder, this one was just a pipe and again threaded a small fitting at the side over the pole and carefully lowered it down over Lisa. This one came up to about level with Lisa's underarms, leaving her torso mostly covered. 

A final tube also slid into place down the retaining pole. This one had a top and completed covering Lisa. Still offering no patter, Matt opened the bottom door once more. Holding up a pair of manacles to the crowd he grinned.

"Don't want  Lisa to change her mind....."

He quickly snapped the manacles round Lisa's ankles , the chan between them tethering to the floor of the box. Closing the lower door he opened a similar one in the top box and asked Lisa to cross her wrists behind her head.. She offered a nervous smile, complied without hestiation  and watched with the rest of the audience. Matt soon had her wrists cuffed and tethered to the roof of the top box and flipped the door shut.

"Now folks its time to divide Lisa ".

Matt picked up a round blade clearly about the same size as the drums. He banged it loudly a couple of times before carefully lining it up with the gap between the lower two parts of Lisa's cylindrical box. Had Lisa been able to watch the crowd she would have seen people were leaning in a little bit interested though many clearly thought they were just seeing something old. Matt pushed and wiggled the blade and Lisa felt it push against the soft skin of her left thigh. As he wriggled and pushed harder she could feel the blade slice through one leg then the other, she gasped quietly and bit her lip. A second blade slid smoothly into the same space without any signs of resistance. Lisa realised that any higher and it might have caught her bikini bottom. Not ideal for this crowd!

Working smoothly Matt took a third blade and quickly shoved it through the junction at the top of Lisa's chest. Lisa shivered all over as it too slid through her setting of waves of pleasure in the dark confines of her metal tube. The final divider followed straight away. Matt stepped back 

"Lisa in three folks!                  What you don't believe me ? " 

Matt chucked and pushed on the middle section of the box. It smoothly rotated through 180 degrees about the pole anchoring the trick coming to rest on the opposite side of the pole leaving a gaping gap where Lisa's torso should be. There was clearly no thick black panelling to hide an assistant in. 

This time there were loud applause for Lisa to enjoy from within her dark container. She suspected the applause would be increasing soon.

"You know I think some of you aren't convinced Lisa is still in there " Matt smiled.

He reached over and opened a small panel in the top box which allowed a glimpse of Lisa's face. She was smiling broadly although she did look a bit more hot and bothered now. As the applause grew Matt asked more loudly 

"You want to see more ? "    "OK you asked for it"

Matt bent down and this time removed the entire door from the bottom section . With about one third the entire tube now open Lisa's bare legs were clearly and unmistakably visible. Continuing over the cheers and gasps Matt fumbled with the upper section, again most the front of the section came away to reveal Lisa's head and shoulders and arms, hands still locked just above her head and showing Lisa to be wearing the widest of smiles. 

Stepping to the other side of the trick Matt removed another panel, a smaller one which revealed a bare section of Lisa's toned and tanned back. Matt gave the centre section a tap and it began to revolve  slowly about the axis for a temporarily completing  the gap in his sexy assistant before spinning lazily around and around. Lisa was loving the reaction and being the absolute centre of attention.

Not yet done Matt stopped the centre section for a second and removed a larger door on the front of the tube. As he set it slowly rotating again it was clear that almost all the front of the box was gone leaving an unhindered view of Lisa's statuesque body from thigh to bikini top. It was a show stopping sight.

"So any one still think we haven't really cut Lisa into three equally gorgeous pieces ? "

With no objections Matt took a final bow .

"Don't worry Lisa will be hanging around a little longer to help sell some of those wonderful swimsuits. "

As helpers cleared the performance area Matt carefully pushed the whole platform Lisa and all back towards the shop .

"Matt? " 

Matt struggled some more and Lisa found herself front and centre of the large glass store front. Matt gave her peck on the cheek and gave the centre portion another tap, leaving it to rotate slowly showing no sign of slowing down.

Lisa looked out to the crowd she had already drawn and smiled contentedly . Behind her the client was thanking Matt for a hugely successful show.

"You sure Lisa doesn't mind being left like that ?"

"Oh she's fine "

"Did you ask her ? "

"Of course not" Matt chuckled

"So how long can you spare her? "

"Till tomorrow as we agreed. We have a private show in London to get set for"


Lisa had enjoyed her time as a revolving bikini sales aid but she was ready for a move by the time Matt has moved her back to the client's store room at the end of the day after the show. He had her back in one piece and out of the box in short order.

Stretching Lisa admired herself in the mirror . "I do like this bikini"

"You can keep it if you like Lisa" The client offered kindly.

"Cool . Although did I hear we are flying to London? Not sure this is very airline friendly?  I have never been to London! "

"I am sure we could find you something more appropriate ? "

The clients offer was cut short 

"Don't worry about that. Lisa could you just lay down there for a second?" Matt asked indicating a work bench to the side of the room.

Despite giving Matt a what now sort of look Lisa did as she was asked and hopped up onto the bench before lying back. She knew she was in trouble again when Matt pulled a black cloth out of his pocket. The client watched on in amazement as Matt wielded the cloth with a flourish, draping it slowly over his gorgeous assistant. After a split second he pulled the cloth away and tucked it back into a pocket.

The client was speechless. Where Lisa had been lying was what appeared to be a life size cardboard but out of Lisa, wearing the bikini he had only just given her!

"Is that…..?"

"Yes" 

"Really ?"

"Sure. Feel"

The client reached out cautiously and almost jumped back when his fingers met soft warm flesh not the cardboard he was expecting. " I . Er " 

Matt paused for a second to take a picture of his handiwork on his phone and hold the screen up so Lisa could see.

"You mean she's alive? "

"Yes she can see hear and feel everything. Cool huh? "

Lisa was shocked. Another new one!. She lay helpless unable to move a muscle, not even an eyeball. Aside from that it was quite unlike the feeling of being a mannequin. She felt soft and yielding but still utterly helpless. Matt was unbelievable sometimes. Though she was forced to admit it was pretty cool too. Gazing at the ceiling she felt the client's hands rove across her 1/4 inch thick body . It felt amazing , as if her whole body was one big erogenous zone. 

Lisa's erotic haze was shattered a bit with what she heard next.

"Got an envelope ?" Matt asked innocently 

"I . Sure . Why ? No way !"

Lisa's point of view soared wildly as Matt carefully folded her in a concertina fashion not stopping till she was a square-ish bundle , face up. Lisa wanted to scream no. She also wanted to scream god don't stop as  each part of her rubbed up against another part as she was folded like a map or bedsheet. If  most of her body was now as sensitive as her nipples, her nipples were now... And they were folded up inside , rubbing with the slightest move. If being a mannequin was a slow and dreamy experience it seemed being flattened was a hyper sensitive hyper alert one.

Oblivious to Lisa's intense over stimulation the client lifted the bundle of warm folded Lisa and helped Matt slot it into the large envelope. Lisa's whole world became manila tones of light and shade as Matt closed and sealed the envelope. But she could feel every pen stroke as he scribbled an address on the envelope. Her envelope. And the press of a stamp being fixed. 

Matt looked at the shocked client. "She should be fine" he grinned."I think." He winked. " Glad you liked the show. Oh, stick that in the post will you ? "