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As time goes by, I slowly begin to die…
“Ladies, look your best. We have a customer.”
A very fat man entered the room smirking around at all of us. We stood there, still, emotionless. He went up to each and every one of us groping at us at his own will. We, remained motionless. When he finally came about to me, his smile grew even more wicked and evil. He put his hand to my chin as I remained lifeless. His palm pat the side of my cheek as he turned around pointing at another man staring into the room full of women.
“So, what type of model were you looking for?”
The figure standing by the door crossed his arms as his head fell down a bit. He spoke out to the fat man in the room.
“Do you have one that will do anything I ask?”
The fat man stood there as his smile turned into a frown. He replied back to the man standing by the doorway.
“Now what do you mean do anything you ask? What kind of merchandise do you think I’m selling here? All of my models will do anything you ask. Jump off a bridge, give pleasure to you, do your housework, you name it!”
The man by the doorway looked around the room at us. He stepped a bit more in as he went from one to another, making his decision. Every now and then he would stop and take a closer look at one of us, deciding whether he should take her home or not. But only when he came to me, did he finally make a decision.
“I think I’ll take this one with me.”
The storeowner walked up to the man as he eyed me up and down slowly. He pointed at me as the man besides him nodded. He clapped his hands together smiling with joy.
“Good choice! She’s one of our prototype models, so the pricing will be a bit high.”
The man looked at me as my eyes stared straight ahead into the light. He held my hand up and stared at it, turning it around to examine it more. He looked back into my eyes and smiled at me.
“Yes, you’ll do just perfectly. You’ll do absolutely perfect.”
He grabbed my behind as the shop owner came out yelling at him.
“Hey now, you have to actually purchase the model before you can do anything with her! Plus I don’t want you having any of your wild fantasies while in my shop or else I’ll kick you out, understood?”
He nodded as he removed his hand. His other hand reached into his pocket as he pulled out a small card and gave it to the shop owner. The shop owner grabbed the card from him as he swiped it down a machine. The screen on the machine linked and flashed a bit as the words sufficient funds sprawled across it.
“Good. Now, if you encounter any problems with her, you bring her back and I’ll take a peek at her. Here’s my card if you need me.”
The fat man handed the other man a small silver card. As the man took it from him, the shop owner nodded at me as I stepped forward. The man who bought me stepped outside of the shop as I followed him. As I stepped outside into the cold air, I could hear the fat man behind laughing maniacally.
- by wrym the anarchist |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 12/21/2008 |
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- Title: Lifeless
- Artist: wrym the anarchist
- Description: This is a story i started a while ago about a desolate future where woman are treated as if they were just dolls. Right now i haven't been writing so much lately so it's not much that i have down. Still, it's pretty creepy, read and enjoy!
- Date: 12/21/2008
- Tags: lifeless
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Monochrome Nightfall - 08/19/2010
- Amazing story, continue it please? *intrigued*
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- Amii-Amiri - 11/23/2009
- WRITE MORE PLEASE!!!! Please please please please!!!! Good good good!
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- RavenMasen15 - 06/04/2009
- great. can you fnish it? i want to know what happens next.
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- Hattie-Hollerand - 12/21/2008
- Its great^^ But I wonder how it might go on! =P
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