A 16 year old girl in a ponytail, tee and grey sweatpants ran back. She sobbed horrifically as she watched one of her lifelong friends become a mannequin of some twisted girl right before her eyes. The mannequins turned around and started to march towards her one by one as soon as she fled. Time was short, space fleeting and hope fragile here, she had to escape! With each hall she ran to, she saw the mall change further. Socks became silky tights and hose, jackets and shirts became fur coats and sleeveless dresses and tops. Men's clothing stores, shoe stores, everywhere she looked the stores original self had been replaced.
A toystore she looked into became warped, half of it sex toys, another half full of figurines, blowup dolls and "Toys" with Ashley's form as the basis.
This narcissistic streak continued everywhere the girl looked. Posters and advertisements were now only for Ashley's glorification.
Other Ashley saw the chase, but merely smiled and waved by, watching her succumb to the inevitable.
The girl saw her sandals turn into knee high boots. "no, NO! Oh god, no!"
She ran into a bathroom. Her hands had been covered in pink nailpolish, and face was caked with makeup. Her mind went dazed and despite the terror she was feeling, her wet and shiny lips became irresistible in the mirror. Little by little she smooched her face closer to her reflection, until her duckface lips touched glass and she made out with it. After a brief smooch, she looked again. The face of Ashley now reflected back.
"Damn, I look so hot." She smiled contently for a moment, before squeezing her had. "NO! Shit- I'm screwed." She went back into a stall and cried, sitting herself down as she heard footsteps. She started to feel herself up, thoughts of loving Ashley, being Ashley, everything having to do with Ashley created a great pleasure coating her mind, co-existing with the despair that remained.
The stall opened. Ashley Mannequins poured in. They descended on her one by one, grabbing her neck and pulling her face into them, grinding bodies and bringing her face closer and closer to theirs. She closed her eyes, taking content in the fact that it'd all be over soon.
