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Subject: {ASSM} Freedom (rache18us@yahoo.com) M/F, Mannequin, Sci-Fi, Humor, Rom
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Disclimer: For Adults. Not for Kids or dogs. I wrote it, I thought of
it and did it and I'll carry the burden. Mannequins are so cool. I
have 3. I stole them. Don't buy a mannequin, they're easy to get for
free. Better than fish, cheaper than cats, more agreeable than
boyfriends. Of course - Guys have never wanted anything *but*
mannequins.

Written in Seattle back in 1999 on my summer vacation



Freedom

Fiction by Rachael


=========================== Chapter One


"No David! I do not want to go out with you! I'm sorry!" It must have
been the 3rd time this week he'd called me! What is it with some guys?
They just can't take no for an answer, but of course I don't have that
problem anymore!

My name is Rachael. Or just Rache. There used to be more, but that's
not important. What is important is that I tell you exactly how I
became a free woman! It's not boasting, you understand, the truth
never is, but sometimes it can sound too good to be true. At that's
where we are. Too good to be true.

I was 18, almost 19 that warm July so long ago. I was attending some
extra classes, trying to get ahead in my school work. I had a job, I
had a life. I ran from one place to another, answered phones, paid
bills, worried over broken nails and split ends! Ha! I was alive!
Young, attractive, intelligent. So why were guys like David always
bothering me? As if!!

Don't get me wrong! I'm not stuck up, I come from a working home. I
was a catholic school girl. The real only break I ever got was that
I'm not a blonde! Other than that I had to scratch and claw for every
little thing in my life! And that's why when losers like David,
driving their old, dusty Ford's and wearing last year's suit off the
rack, ask me out...Well, I just say 'No!' I'm waiting for Mr. Right!
Not Mr. Right-Now!

Anyway, where was I? Oh! Well, I'd just told David I couldn't go out
with him when my little phone rang in my purse, the pink one. Not the
blue one. I answered it, trying to sound bored in case it was my
agent. But not too bored in case it was my boyfriend. He's in Bawston
going to Harvard so he can be President someday...Which is the only
reason he's my bf! But it wasn't either of them. It was David. What
was he?? Stupid? Terminal? 

I was just getting ready to go Fightclub on his Wazoo Ass when he said
something that caught my attention for once. "Rache! Wait! Don't
hang-up...I need your body!" Now, when it comes to pick-up lines, my
favorite is "Wanna take my Lear Jet to Paris for Lunch with Johnny
Depp?" (That one always works!!)...The worst pick-up line was "...I
need your body!" As if!! What a jerk!

I told him, "I need my body, you idiot!! Stop harassing me or I'll
scream Date Rape!" I was going to slam my phone down when I remembered
what happened to my blue one. 

Luckily for me! Because I heard David's pathetic, squeeky, air-touch
voice say "I'll pay...Anything!"

Now I know what you're thinking and no, I'm not that kind of girl. But
anything is a lot of lipstick!! So I asked for details. Some things I
will not do for money! For example, I refuse to sleep with any animals
larger than I am! That's one rule I have, well, not really a rule,
more of a guideline. But it's a guideline I'm very serious about! Just
for example.


================================ Chapter Two

As it turned out David did need my body. He was working on building
robots, or androids, or terminators, or whatever you want to call
them. There's a secret lab in the basement of the McIsley Building on
the WSU Campus. I never knew it existed until David brought me there.
He made me do all kinds of stupid things like take two showers. One
was in water and the other in some kind of weird light. He said it
wouldn't hurt and it didn't. But I think some of those geeks were
watching me. I had to put on some kind of astronaut suit and it felt
really cold in the laboratory when we went in. The doors were like on
Star Trek and I kept looking for that Data guy cause I figured they
probably built him there. I asked David about it, but he just laughed.
Asshole.

David brought me into an office and we could peel our hoods back. My
hair was a mess!! It was still damp and that shampoo they gave me
smelled terrible!! I told David they were going to have to pay extra
for my hairdresser! Andre' was just going to have a hissy fit when he
saw me!! And then I asked him about money, about a contract. My agent
should be here, I told him. I'm never supposed to sign anything
without him seeing it first!

But David wasn't even talking back! He wasn't even looking at me! He
was talking to a couple old guys. Like dead old guys! One looked like
Dennis Hopper, kind of, but it wasn't him. The other one was really
tall and had a beard. I didn't know him either, but he looked like he
was in charge. I walked over to him and used my best smile. 

"So Professor, ummmm...(?)...What??" That wasn't what I was going to
say, but after he told me to go through the blue door and take off my
clothes, that was all I could think of!!

"Please Miss uh..."

"Ross, Doctor, Rachael Ross." David filled in for him. 

"Right. Miss Ross," the tall guy smiled a little, "if you'll be so
kind as to go into the uh," (his eyes lit up with a smile) dressing
room and take off your clothes we'll start momentarily. David will be
along with some forms for you to sign as well as some, uh,
refreshments. You must be very thirsty!"

Well! At least the old guy was considerate! I could use something to
drink. I had some gum in my purse...My purse! I'd completely forgotten
it! I hoped they wouldn't lose it! It had all Daddy's credit cards in
it!! I was beginning to have second thoughts. The old guy was nice,
but Dennis Hopper was looking a little nervous! And David...Well, I
already told you! David was a loser!

So, I went through the blue door into a room which looked a lot more
like a doctor's office than a dressing room! There was a small desk, a
locker, a medical supply cabinet, a sink, and an examination table.
With stirrups. What a minute I thought! I hope these guys aren't
members of some kind of psycho-gynocologist society thing. I had a pap
smear once. It hurts!

I was standing there naked, having just found out the little gown they
left for me on the table was about 2 sizes too small, when the door
opened and David walked in.

I've been naked around dorks before so it didn't phase me except it
was hard to control my natural reaction to scream and throw the
nearest object at him. He dodged the stethescope pretty good
considering his eyes were fixed on my tits and his mouth was open to
his knees. I hid myself behind the little gown and just watched as
poor David turned 8 shades of red.

I sat down on the edge of the table, it was cold on my bare butt, but
not so cold as the floor on my bare feet! I asked David if he had any
slippers and he looked at me mournfully, as if he'd let me down once
again. Some brainiacs, I thought, can't even think to get me slippers!
"Losers!" I said under my breath and then sighed loudly. "Well, let's
get it over with, David!"

There were forms with medical history, family history, nearest kin,
next of kin, list of social contacts, friends, hobbies, likes,
dislikes, license numbers, social security numbers, student id
numbers, etc etc etc...My purse showed up, smelling of some weird
chemical. Lysol maybe, and I dutifully copied all my numbers from all
my cards. These guys weren't gynocologists! They were psycho-census
takers!! I was getting nervous!! I think we were there for an hour,
maybe two filling out those stupid forms. David had given me some
nice, cool tea. Spearmint flavored and it really relaxed me! I love
those herbal teas, don't you?

Anyway, by the end of it I didn't care what the form was I signed it
or wrote down whatever David told me to! I think one of them said
something about a trip to Indonesia, or something! And there was
passport and visa applications! I remember that! I told David I didn't
want to go anywhere! but he told me not to worry about it, he'd give
me copies of everything and my agent could explain it all to me in the
morning!!

After we finished all that, David left and a nurse came in. She was
very old and looked very mean. But she had gentle hands and she helped
me onto the table, laying me flat and taking my temperature and blood
pressure. She told me she needed to give me a shot and I tried to ask
why but I was feeling kind of dizzy from all those questions, so I
just nodded. The needle hurt a little and when I tried to move my arm
away from it I couldn't! I looked down and saw that my arms and feet
were strapped to the examination table. 

Part of my brain thought this was very odd! I have another guideline
which is I never let myself get strapped down to an examination table!
Never, no matter how much they promise me!! I tried to explain this to
the nurse but she just laughed and told me I had a delightful sense of
humor. I'll never forget that! A delightful sense of humor, she said.
It made me very happy! 

My phone rang. A light trilling sound I love so much. It took me a
moment to realize it was my phone and I tried to reach it but I
couldn't! I was hoping someone would answer it for me, it could be my
agent! But no one else seemed to hear it and finally it stopped.
That's all I really remember for a little while.


========================= Chapter Three

Later. I saw a bright light. Five bright lights coming out of the
darkness. I was still on the table but I couldn't even move my head
now! I couldn't even feel my head, I mean I knew it was there, I could
see!! But I couldn't, you know, feel it! I couldn't even blink! I
tried! Those lights were very bright, I thought they must be making me
blind! Well, my agent will hear about this!! The herbal tea was
wearing off and I realized I'd been asleep!!

Those losers had probably had their way with me!! They'd drugged me
with that date rape drug and done all the terrible, nasty things I'd
always heard guys wanted to do to poor innocent girls like me!! Well,
they'd soon find out I wasn't some little girl to be trifled with! I
was already thinking about all those talk shows I'd be on! "The
Seattle Date Rape Scandle!" 60 minutes, 20/20, Larry King,
Springer....Oh yeah! These geeks had fucked the wrong princess!!

I tried to tell them but no sound would come out! I could hear them
talking, ignoring me like I wasn't there, but I couldn't say a word! I
tried to lick my lips but I couldn't even feel my tongue in my mouth!
They must have really drugged me good! They were talking all medical
kinds of stuff, I think, I didn't understand most of it. I was glad
when finally the old guy leaned over and looked at my face. he didn't
say anything, just stared into my eyes as if he was looking for a
little speck of dust or something.

"Okay, David, she's your experiment now. Take her down to 6-D and
we'll expect a full report in two weeks, Sharon will set up the time."
The Professor said this while he stared into my eyes. He gave a
satisfied little smile and I heard him walking briskly away. 

Then the ceiling started moving past. I couldn't look at anything else
so I just watched as tiles and lights and wiring floated by on our way
to 6-D, wherever that was! It turned out to be a room with a light
blue ceiling, sky blue actually with little clouds painted on it. How
absolutely stupid!! I thought to myself. Some light music started and
David's smiling face suddenly filled my vision

"Hello Rache. I know you can hear me. I wish you could respond, but we
don't have the voice modules ready quite yet. I know you must be very
curious, I understand. Let me try to explain in a way you'll
understand. We've been working on synthesizing human form, human
physical characteristics. Someday our work, when coupled with advances
in artificial intelligence and robotics, will allow us to create the
perfect synthetic organism. An artificial person, capable of
performing complex tasks and achieving independant thought."

This all sounded pretty lame to me. I needed a phone. I needed my
agent. Something wasn't right. I may not be a rocket scientist, but I
do know that I, personally, have nothing to do with artificial people
or any other damn, stupid thing he was talking about! I'm a model! I
do jewelry! Accessories! I shop for a living!! Jeeez! Losers!

But David was still there, he was lifting me. I wasn't strapped down
at all, I realized, I just couldn't move! Well, that would change! And
when it did I was going to wreak pain on this bozo! I was lifted into
a standing position. I couldn't feel my legs, but I guess I didn't
need to. I was standing and David was walking around me slowly. At
least I could see the room now! I was facing a light brown wall with a
few large pictures, landscapes of the desert, hanging on it. There was
a phone!! With a lot of buttons! If I could only get to it!

But David was turning me around, so I could face another wall. This
one was mirrored from floor to ceiling. I could see I was totally
naked. Not a stitch on! My body looked the same, no sign of abuse. I
was still a perfect 5'4", 103lbs. My hair had been washed and brushed
it looked like. It had a lustrous sheen I had never been able to get
from Andre'!! I was going to cancel my appointment, I decided, first
thing! Right after I called my agent! In fact, as I looked closer I
noticed my whole body looked cleaner, brighter somehow. More perfect
than normal. My smile was fixed, a slight pout which I knew no man
could resist! My eyes were bright and I tried to blink, but I
couldn't!! That was the worst thing ever!

"You're wondering if you're drugged. or still sleeping maybe, dreaming
as it were." David's voice woke me from my self-examination. I
realized this perv was still with me.  I would have been scared except
I knew pencil necks like him weren't a threat! One good look, maybe a
laugh in his face, and he'd run home to his mommy. Nope, even naked,
drugged and confused, I knew I was more woman than ten Davids could
handle!!

"You're neither." His voice droned on. "You've become a non-person. A
mannequin. A human sized doll for me to play with. Your mind is
intact, or what passes for your mind. All of your thoughts, your
memories...Still there." I could see him tapping my head lightly with
his finger, but I didn't feel it. "You'll never have physical use of
your body again. It makes us all very sad and I know it will come as a
shock to you, but I want you to know the truth."

What the hell was he talking about?? I wondered. Did he say what I
thought he said? I'm a doll? A mannequin? A real-life crash test
dummy?? What?? And why is he taking off his clothes? He thinks I'm
going to give him what he wants now?? After he told me this shit?? No
way!! What a loser!!

"I wish you could talk, Rache. I've always loved you and I think you
know that. It's one of the reasons I picked you as my experiment. That
and the fact that you were already so artificial I doubt anyone will
really miss you a month from now. At least we'll have this Rachael,
our bedroom, our world. There's so much I want to share with you! So
many wonders I know you haven't seen. We've made your new body as
realistic as technology allows. You're almost perfect, Rache. I had
the mirror put up so you could enjoy this as much as I will!"

He was standing beside me, naked as well with his little dork penis
growing hard in his hands. There was nothing I could do, I was
beginning to realize, nothing I could do but listen and wait for this
horrible dream to end!!


------------------------ Epilogue

That was so long ago. Time has no meaning to me now. I have learned so
many things from David and his friends. He treats me so special. I
know he has others now, but I will always be his first. I can't
remember very much about my life as a real person, in fact sometimes I
think I never was such a thing. It was all just a dream. Like time is.
David tried to explain time to me once, but I didn't believe him.
Eternity is when he's not here and Forever is the moment we are
together. I know you won't understand. No one can truly understand
until they are truly free.


The end

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