Uniform Stealing Board

Omotesando Hills Mall, Tokyo, Japan
Erika stood in the dressing room of a clothing shop who's name she couldn't read properly or
spell, as she'd never bothered to learn Japanese, unlike Monica her travel agent. The mall was only a
few years old, being one big building which combined housing and shopping, the shops being located
on the lower part of the massive building. Because of this new development Erika hadn't had a chance
to visit the mall until her current trip, thus it was the highlight of her stop in Tokyo. Originally she'd
considered hitting a museum and stealing an old fan, but with Interpol on her trail she would skip the
rest of her planned crimes and stops and just head straight for home as soon as she could.
Slipping on a tan-coloured fur coat, Erika did a spin in front of the full body mirror inside the
tiny white dressing room. Her hair was pulled back in a slightly elevated ponytail, which made her look
more like a model than a conservative woman, large looped earrings made of solid silver handing from
her earlobes. Her lipstick choice was a mild pink and aside from that all she wore was some concealer,
giving her a flawless natural look. The fur coat was worn over-top of a black strapless top with a pink
lining and a matching skirt which stopped a good five inches above her knees. Finally she wore long
leather boots, which she was also trying on, her white heels in the corner of the tiny room with her
purse, which was quickly picked up. “I like this look, I think I'll take it,” decided Erika as she struck a
few poses, finding her ensemble to be very hot. Pushing aside the light blue curtain, Erika drifted back
into the main part of the store.
“What do I owe you?” Erika asked as she blew a bubble of green gum, opening her purse.
Standing outside the change room was a sales woman, who wore a light blue short-sleeved blouse and a
navy blue skirt. The woman was in her mid-twenties and stood with a patient look on her face, her
mouth shaped into a relaxed toothless smile, her head tilted slightly to the left as her hands were held in
front of her around her crotch, her dark hair in a conservative ponytail. The woman's blank gaze met
Erika's own without so much as a blink. “I guess it's free,” giggled Erika, popping the bubble and
giving the sales girl a kiss on the cheek. The woman wobbled on her feet but remained as she was.
Glancing around the store Erika saw two more girls, both in their early twenties by her estimate,
standing near the window display. The store was a small one, featuring a lone counter and cashier with
only the woman Erika had just kissed working the floor. The walls were covered with hangers
displaying various shirts, jackets, pants and skirts. A full wall window was on either side of the store's
door, each one featuring two fairly realistic female mannequins. Looking around the store, a prank
came into Erika's mind and she decided she might as well do it.
First things first Erika went to the the top of the store's corners and disconnected each of the
security cameras using the scissors she carried in her bag. Next she headed for the two young women
that were on the west side of the store near the change-room and clerk. Both had brown hair that had
light tips and dark roots and wore the same shade of pink lipstick and light blue eye-shadow. The taller
one stood in front of a clothing rack, her hands touching a pink T-shirt with purple sleeves with both
hands, her head looking down with a relaxed smile on her face, her hair hanging loosely around her
head. The tall Asian woman was wearing a white sleeveless V-neck blouse and dark red Capri pants
with black flats, a white vinyl purse hanging off of her left shoulder. The shorter girl, who stood nearby,
was looking up at the two display mannequins, her hands on the hips as she beamed up at them, her
own hair also loose like her friend's but wavy instead of straight. She was dressed much differently than
her friend, wearing a horizontally-striped brown and white top underneath a navy blue jacket with a
denim skirt and black heeled boots that went almost up to her knees.
“Hello hottie, give us a kiss,” giggled Erika as she got a look at the taller one's face, finding the
mole near the left corner of her mouth to be quite cute. She kissed the girl full on the lips and then
proceeded to wrap her arms around the frozen woman's waist, lifting her up off the ground and turning
her so she was standing beside her companion. Erika then climbed up into the window display, taking a
moment to admire the two mannequins placed there: both would probably look like real people from a
distance. Both were the same height and were moulded with their elbows bent thirty degrees, their
palms flat on their hips. One wore a pink T-shirt and black skirt with black leather boots while the other
wore a spotted fur scarf around its neck with a white halter-top, denim shorts and white heels. Neither
one used a stand, making it easy for Erika to lift the two humanoid statues down from the window and
place them off to the side.
“Up you go!” exclaimed Erika as she stepped behind the shorter girl and lifted her up into the
window display. A moment later Erika did the same with the taller girl, putting the two where the
mannequins had stood earlier. Erika then stepped up into the display herself and carefully tilted back
the smiling heads of the two frozen women, making sure not to push them so that they fell backwards.
Erika then dug into her purse and pulled a thermos full of Type-7, a new one she'd had a courier get for
her from the Stone Enterprises building in Tokyo. Monica meanwhile had taken the half-empty thermos
Erika had been using up until now, just in case she also encountered someone worth drugging. A full
thermos cup of the Type-7 sedative was poured down the open mouth of each girl, the liquid trickling
into their stomachs where it would instantly kick in once time resumed and freeze the pair for a
minimum of two full days. Once the pair was drugged Erika closed their mouths and moved their heads
back to an even position, turning their smiles into neutral expressions so that they resembled
mannequin faces. The shorter one kept her pose while the blonde arranged the taller one to stand with
one hand on her hip and the other extended away from her body while bent at the elbow, her palm
facing up and shaped so that it looked like a typical mannequin's arm.
Erika left the two authentic mannequins standing near the wall racks, their arms posed so it
seemed like they were feeling the dresses. Following the clean-up Erika then moved the two
mannequins from the other window over to the counter as well as the employee near the dressing room.
With expert skill Erika stripped the two women of their matching uniforms and dressed them in casual
T-shirt and jeans outfits that the mannequins wore, then dressing the dummies up like the employees,
name-tags and all. Once both mannequins were placed behind the counter Erika drugged the real store
clerks and placed them in the window, both in classic mannequin poses. The one that had been standing
outside the change room now wore black jeans and a pink shirt with Japanese characters on it, a cheap
black purse that was made for display hanging from her left shoulder, that hand on her hip while her
was bent away from her hip, her palm downwards. The clerk from the counter was wearing blue jeans
with a white shirt as well as a furry vest, her hands posed in front of her as if she were in conversation.
Both women wore expensive black heels.
“So much for profit, but hey, maybe you girls will get a modelling job when you finally wake
up... ” giggled Erika as she exited the store, nearly bumping into a business man as she did.
Coming to a set of stairs leading to the next level, Erika caught sight of a very cute round
backside and walked over. A girl in a navy-coloured school outfit with a white blouse stood near the
bottom of the steps, frozen in place with her left foot just touching down on the step three from the
bottom. Her back was to Erika and she stood looking down at a compact pink cell phone in her hands,
apparently receiving a call. The girl appeared to be a senior, a quick inspection of her pink purse
confirming this for Erika and that she was eighteen, thus she didn't feel guilty when she lifted up the
skirt to reveal white lace that barely masked a well-kept womanhood. Erika stepped around and
examined the girl's face: she had a small grin on her lips, which were a light pink, and her dark-brown
hair was cut short with spike-like tips, giving it a lot of personality.
“What do you know, you're just my size!” laughed Erika as she examined the tags on the girl's
collar, discovering the uniform would fit perfectly on the blonde's own body. “Well now, I can't pass up
the opportunity to get an authentic Japanese school girl outfit. Monica would stick me with a needle if I
just let you go!” With eager hands Erika carefully lay the girl down on the floor a few steps down,
dragging her on her heels to reach the height, and set to work removing her blouse, skirt, jacket and
socks. The shoes were one size too small, but Erika wasn't worried about them. Soon the girl lay clad in
only her underwear, the white lace barely hiding the girl's nipples and leaving nothing to the
imagination, camel toe visible on the front of her panties.
“You're such a sweet thing, I should pay you back for this,” whispered Erika as she began to
kiss the girl from lips to breasts. Once Erika finished, nearly losing her gum at the cleavage, she took
the girl's forgotten phone and slid it into her thong, making sure it was set on vibrate. “You're welcome,
and thanks again,” Erika said softly as she nibbled on the girl's right ear.
Erika's next task was finding a shopping bag to carry her new uniform in, as she'd merely worn
the clothes she'd taken from the last store out, cramming any extras into her purse. Fortunately in a
wide area there was a small fountain, and frozen next to it were a pair of women who had plenty of
shopping bags to spare. The area was crowded, but there were mostly small children and adults in their
late thirties and early forties, none of which appealed to Erika like the twenty-somethings that were
near the fountain. Both had dark hair with lighter brown tips, clearly highlights of some form. The one
on the left wore light blue jeans and an even lighter-blue tank top that had frilly lining as well as dark
brown flats, a dozen bags between her two hands. She possessed very long hair that was hanging free
with the left side combed behind her ear while the right hung forward, her locks curling halfway down.
Her friend wore the same style of jeans but with white heels and a strapless white and pink top which
was designed with a sort of diagonal stripe pattern. The other's hair was straight and pushed back,
revealing long pearl earrings hanging from her ears, most likely fakes.
Elbows from a focused Erika knocked over several other people as she pushed her way to the
pair, drinking in the sight when she arrived. Quickly snatching a large white bag which contained a
wooden picture frame from the curly-haired girl, Erika stashed her stolen uniform and put it aside,
casually removing the other bags as well and tossing them into the crowd. “I'd keep if both if I thought
I could get away with it,” Erika whispered into the ears of the bag-less girl as she began to passionately
kiss her rigid lips and use her scissors to strip her nude. Within moments the curly-haired woman stood
in a simple walking pose clad in nothing at all, even her shoes and socks cut off. Her breasts her petite
but tight and well-shaped, her body possessing no visible hair at all save her head and a slight hint of it
around her womanhood. Erika carefully kissed this area, being sure not to enjoy it too much lest she
accidentally let time start again without her consent. The straight-haired friend was soon naked as well,
the women almost carbon-copies as far as Erika could tell, save the shade of their nipples and choice of
nail polish, the curly-haired girl having darker nipples and pink polish while the other had lighter
nipples and purple nails. Erika enjoyed kissing and groping both for several of her own minutes before
she decided to end her current fun but leave the pair with a parting gift.
Since time was frozen the water in the fountain was as well, making it seem like jelly to Erika
as she stepped into it while barefoot, the curly-haired girl held horizontally in her arms. The girl was
placed on her knees, her left shoulder pointing at the edge of the fountain. A moment later her exposed
friend joined her, her surprisingly authentic earrings now sitting in Erika's purse, and the two were
placed with their arms around one-another. Erika sealed the deal by closing their eyes and pressing
their mouths together, making sure their tongues would touch. On the other side of the fountain were
several teenage boys, one of whom had a camera. Erika was sure that the boys would silently thank
whoever had set up the erotic tableaux in the fountain for them as she stepped out of the ankle-deep
water and put her shoes back on. “Enjoy your dip,” called Erika as she blew a kiss at the fountain pair,
strolling over to a handbag shop with her new belongings in the stolen shopping bag.
The bag store was like the other stores in the mall: it had a Japanese name that Erika did not
even want to try to pronounce, but it was a bag store none the less and internationally they were pretty
much all the same. Erika entered with a bored look on her face, as even though the store was set up
differently then some of the other stores that she had been to in other countries it had the same stuff.
She chewed her gum, snapping it loudly as she looked a leopard-skinned purse at the closest rack.
Making a nasty face she tossed it aside and moved deeper into the store, exploring other racks and
displays. She did see some bags that were cute and tossed them into her shopping bag as she walked by.
Chewing her gum slowly and keeping her focus Erika browsed the silent store as any other shopper
would, aside from the fact that she was clearly shoplifting at the same time.
The first two of the four aisles that Erika walked through were empty while the third one had
two older women. Erika had almost lost her lunch when she looked them over, thinking about a prank.
She ignored the two ladies, but not before snatching the nice bag that both were examining from their
stiff hands. Erika blew a bubble and took two more bags at random: one of her goals in life was to have
a bag for every day of the year and different bags every year. She let the bubble pop and looked down
at her shopping bag, realizing it was getting full. At the end of the aisle towards the front of the store
was a woman and two children about eight or nine years old of age, a boy and girl. Looking at the three
Erika concluded that they were a family. The woman held a nice brown leather bag in her still hands
and looked down at it with a relaxed face and a slight grin. The two children stood behind her
obediently, the boy looking out of the store while the girl looked down at her feet. Erika walked up to
the mother and accidentally knocked the little girl down, her head catching the shelf behind her and
held her short stiff body at an awkward sloping angle.
Looking down at the little girl Erika let out a laugh. “My bad... ” she teased, stepping past the
little girl to her mother’s side. “Let’s see what we have here, you’re the only half decent person worth
to look at in this aisle,” Erika said as she snatched the bag out of the woman’s hands and tossed it aside,
since she already had a bag like that at home. Grabbing hold of the woman by the shoulders she turned
the mother to face her. Erika grinned slyly. “MILF... ” giggled the billionaire. The woman had a
youthful cute face that was very round, an older version of her kids’ little round faces. Her hair was
silky brown with dark roots and hung freely to the small of her back with bangs falling over her face.
The mother was dressed in a thin long-sleeved purple shirt over a pair of tight fitting leather pants and
she stood a black leather high heels. A black vinyl purse hung off her shoulder. “My I think we got
something here,” Erika said as she squeezed the blank staring woman’s breasts through the thin shirt.
“Let’s get these little brats out of the way firs,.” She said, disgusted looking at the leaning little girl and
the boy.
Putting her bag down she first lifted the little boy up. “Since you’re looking out into the mall
let’s put you out there, a bag store is no place for a little boy,” Erika said as she carried the small stiff
person out into the mall, bumping into patrons as she did so and carried the boy all the way to the
opposite end of where the bag store was. She stood the boy in a fake decorative plant and made her
way through the crowd, knocking over some more people as she made her way back. “If you were
older I’d have my fun with you as well but seeing that you’re a brat... ” Erika grunted as she carried the
little girl around the shelf to the last aisle.
The last aisle of the shop was the largest aisle, having a large open space with a counter against
the wall with two clerks standing behind it. Both clerks were women and were about in their midthirties
to early forties, Erika guessed as she looked at the two. Both were dressed similar, wearing
white short-sleeved blouses with khaki skirts and nylons over black flats. Both had their brownishblack
hair in a conservative ponytail. One woman whose face was covered in pimples worked the
registered with a sleepy look on her face while the other woman was a chubby woman who was leaning
over the counter on her elbows and looking at her co-worker. The chubby woman’s eyes were shut and
her lips were parted, thus she must have been talking to the register lady when time stopped. Erika
placed the little girl standing on top of the counter next to the chubby. The little girl remained standing
and looking down at her toes but now stood about three feet off the ground and was looking down at
Erika with an empty look. “Not cool... ” Erika said with a snap of her gum, grabbing hold of the little
girl’s waist and turning her around to face the other way. Walking around the counter Erika looked over
the two clerks, grabbing their asses for a feel. The register girl had almost nothing and the chubby one
had too much. Oh well, Erika thought as she jerked both of their skirts, nude pantyhose and plain Jane
panties to their ankles. She gave both ladies a smack on their bare asses before walking back around the
counter.
“You have got to be shitting me,” Erika said, annoyed, looking at the far corner on the opposite
side of the last aisle. There in the corner gathered around at the far end of the shelf were three women
with bright, almost white, blonde hair. The women had their backs to Erika but judging by the way they
were dressed Erika knew they were American. All three girls wore denim bottoms, two had jeans while
one had a skirt and their tops were red t-shirts. Erika walked up to the three girls, who each held a
designer bag which was exactly the same. Looking up at their faces Erika immediately knew who she
was looking at: the girls of Phi Sig Delta UC Fullerton Chapter. All were familiar to her but she only
knew two of them by name. There was the athletic one, Amber, who stood closest to her and had a
glazed-over wide smile look on her face. Standing next to Amber and wearing the denim skirt that sat
at mid-thigh was Sandy and her face was ridiculous, as her eyes were shut and her mouth open, making
an odd pose; she was obviously in mid-speech when time had stopped. The last girl stood looking at
her two sisters with her bright green eyes with an elated expression upon her vibrant face. Erika looked
down at the girl’s t-shirt and noted the yellow Greek letters 'Phi Sig Delta' printed across their
protruding chests. “I hate college girls... ” Erika muttered, flicking up Amber’s blonde locks.
“However, fate has provided me again with an opportunity of meeting you annoying ladies once more
so I shall return after I deal with a certain cute mother,” Erika declared to the unhearing sorority sisters,
cupping Amber’s breasts through her t-shirt.
Walking back around the shelf to the third aisle Erika purposely knocked down both of the two
older ladies, causing them to fall over each other in their rigid form. She chuckled to herself, looking
down at the to silver haired ladies as she walked over to the round-faced mother who was facing her as
she approached. “Now let’s see,” Erika said, looking the woman up and down from her cute round face
that was staring at Erika blankly down to her slender body covered by her her thin and tight clothing.
Pushing the woman slightly at the shoulders she fell back like a stiff board, remaining in her standing
position with her hands out in front her as if she were still holding the bag. Kneeling down at the
woman’s feet Erika removed the black heels which were ankle high soft leather boots. Examining the
boots Erika saw that they were her size and she liked the style as well. Smiling to herself she dropped
the leather boots into her bag. The woman had thin black socks which Erika pealed off her and tossed
them behind her carelessly, rendering the cute-faced mother barefoot. Moving up to the mother’s waist
Erika undid the buttons holding the leather pants closed and soon was working them off of the
woman’s stiff legs which were nice and smooth. Erika licked her lips with joy, running her hands up
and down the woman’s legs and eyeing the white cotton thong that covered her womanhood. “My
you're a hot momma,” Erika cooed seductively. Moving up to the woman’s suspended delicate hands
with French tipped-nails Erika noticed the large diamond ring on the woman’s right ring finger. “I’m
always a sucker for diamonds,” Erika laughed as she removed the mother’s ring and stuck in the pocket
of her new coat. Arranging the mother arms so they were up over her head Erika stripped off the thin
shirt along with the purse and tossed it behind her, the older ladies which were lying on the ground
behind her now covered in the mother’s clothing. “Lovely... ” breathed Erika as she cupped the roundfaced
woman’s small but round breasts from under a cute white lacy bra. She let her hands run down
the mother’s flat and smooth stomach. “Really hot for having two kids Missy,” Erika remarked as she
began to tug the thong off the woman’s still hips.
Once the mother was naked Erika hoisted her back up to a standing position and enjoyed the
company with the mother’s small brown nipples over cute round breasts and a landing-strip covered
womanhood. She had a little too much fun and almost lost her gum in the process but stopped herself
before it got too hot, which was easy since the mother wasn’t that hot, at least to Erika’s standards.
Feeling satisfied with the naked round-faced mother Erika picked her up at the hips and moved her to
stand over the fallen elderly ladies. She then posed the mother to stand with legs wide and arms on her
hips looking down at the stiff ladies with a evil expression upon her face. “That should do it,” Erika
laughed, kissing each of the mother’s breasts and taking another look at her work before vanishing
around the corner with her shopping bag in hand.
“Stupid co-eds... ” Erika muttered as she snatched the identical bags from the Delta sisters’
suspended hands. Erika had a bag like it in her shopping bag already so she just tossed the bags to the
ground. Grabbing hold of each sister by the hips she moved them apart and stood them shoulder to
shoulder with stiff arms pulled down to their sides in the open area of the fourth aisle. “Nice to see you
again Amber!” Erika exclaimed happily, kissing the suspended girl full on the lips almost making her
fall over. Moving to Sandy and looking at her face, which was still contorted in a unnatural expression
with eyes closed, “Sandy, this is our third encounter so I think that merits something…” she said with a
sly grin, looking the perky blonde up and down from her almost white blonde hair to her sexy bronze
legs under her denim skirt. Erika reached her hand under the girl’s skirt and her eyes opened wide in
shock. She quickly knelt down and opened the girl’s skirt, tugging it off her hips and letting it drop at
her ankles. “Slutty are we?” Erika asked, looking at the Sandy’s contorted face and back down at her
bare and shaven womanhood, which was absent of any kind of undergarments. “My, you are brave,”
Erika said dully, standing back up and moving to the next girl. “Who do we have here?” She asked the
silent girl whose head was still turned towards her sisters. Erika turned the girl’s head so she was facing
her. The girl had pleasant green eyes which was a different from the other two who had blue like
herself. Erika eyed the girl’s smiling lips and then leaned forward and kissed them. “Nice to meet you,
whoever you are.” She looked back down at the row of the three sorority sisters and smiled brightly as
an idea came to her.
Erika brushed her hands together as she walked back into the bag store. She had just come from
the fountain where she had thrown the clothes of the sorority sisters. Lying on the floor shoulder to bare
shoulder were the sorority sisters with the frozen expressions. Erika had knocked all three down and
stripped them nude, enjoying their Californian tanned bodies once more. Sandy had been the easiest
since she had gone commando, Amber and the green-eyed girl had both been wearing stingy bikini type
panties and bra, Amber wore white while the green-eyed girl wore blue. Erika had seen all three naked
before in Greece so it was not a big deal for her but she still took the time to enjoy the stiff co-eds.
Looking down at the naked bodies and the blonde hair of the frozen co-eds another idea donned her as
she quickly went over to her purse and retrieved her thermoses of Type-7.
She thought back to her growing collection of frozen beauties: there was Lotte the blonde,
Sakura with black hair, and Tasia who was a redhead. Another blonde would make a great addition, she
thought, looking at the three girls as if she was a little girl in a doll store. She wished she could take all
of them but that would not be too practical so one would have to do. Kneeling down and looking over
the naked blonds carefully, touching their smooth sun browned skin and stroking their clean shaven
woman-hoods, Erika examined each thoroughly. The green-eyed one was ruled out since her two sisters
were actually hotter than her, though she was still cute to say the least. Amber was finally ruled out as
after a closer inspection Erika saw that her breasts were fakes and that she was not a natural blonde. So
that left Sandy who was pretty hot herself and was a natural blonde. Erika stood Sandy’s stiff form
back up and tilted the sorority girl’s head back and then poured a good amount of the Type-7 down her
open mouth to ensure a long freeze. “Welcome to the club, Sandy,” Erika said, laughing evilly as she
tilted Sandy’s head forward. “Now what I am going to do with you two?” Erika asked, looking down
at the two naked blonds at her feet.
After thinking for a minute or so Erika decided that she was going to move Amber and her
friend and stick them around the mall so when time started back up they would not realize that their
friend was missing until later, giving Erika and Monica a chance to get out of the country without cops
looking for a missing American college girl. She remembered that there was a sporting goods shop on
the level of the mall that she was on so she decided to place Amber there since she was the athleticlooking
one. She left Sandy standing naked in the bag store with a wide eyed expression across her face
as she hauled away Amber’s naked frame from around the waist.
One thing that Erika did not consider was the distance of the sports shop from the bag shop, as
it was at the end of mall through a crowd of people. Erika found herself taking several breaks along the
way and she even bumped into more people so she left a trail of fallen people of all sizes behind her.
By the time she got store she was in need of a drink. Leaving Amber standing at attention in her
birthday suit at the entrance Erika went hunting for something to drink. She found a freezer containing
some kind of ice coffee behind the counter. There was a teenage boy who worked behind the counter
that was leaning over the counter with his eyes closed; Erika flicked him on the face playfully as she
drank her coffee drink which was quite refreshing and good. She hopped up on the counter next to the
frozen clerk, crossing her legs and looking around the shop. There were only a few customers, mostly
men and a couple women that really weren’t worth the attention. Amber was the most attractive thing
in the store, still standing naked at the entrance. Erika finished her coffee drink, put the empty can into
the boy’s front pocket and retrieved another piece of gum from her purse.
Walking around the nearly empty sporting goods store she spotted a girl in her mid-twenties
within the aisles of the store with her shoulder length brownish hair tied back into bun, dressed in a
pink polo and a pair of khaki shorts that showed off her tanned muscular legs. The girl held a tennis
racket in her hands and was looking down at it with a slight grin. Erika walked around the girl,
admiring her short athletic body. Her face was cute but other than that she was nothing stunning. She
copped a feel of the girl’s round ass and small breasts and nodded in satisfaction. Pulling the racket
from her unmoving hands Erika continued to walk around the store, knocking displays down with the
racket. She finished her round of the store and didn’t find anyone else of interest; she did however find
a display of three white mannequins standing on a raised pedestal in the soccer section. The
mannequins were just plain white and resembled the body of a female, they were really designed just to
model the white woman’s soccer uniform which covered their white fiber glassed bodies. “How are you
supposed to sell anything with mannequins like that? Well I’m feeling good today so I’ll help you out,”
Erika declared, blowing a bubble and letting it pop.
The mannequins were naked and piled on the ground, their plain fiber glass bodies looking
more unnatural than ever now that there were no clothes covering them. Amber stood in the middle of
the pedestal, dressed in the white soccer uniform with her hands placed on her hips and her blonde hair
tied in a pony tail. Her face bore a wide smile with her white teeth showing. The uniform was bit tight
on her but more or less hugged her body nicely showing off her American features. The mannequins
had no had shoes or socks so Amber’s tan feet were bare. Standing next to her was the pink polo shirt
girl who was now barefoot and dressed in a white soccer uniform as well. The girl was a bit shorter
than Amber but fit the uniform a little better with her Asian features. Her hands were posed on her hips
as well and also bore the same smiling expression as Amber. Since the girl’s hair was in a pony tail
Erika had remove the band and let her black shoulder length hair sit loose over her shoulders.
Erika needed a third girl to complete the display so she ventured back into the mall and found
another girl that was close by that she figured would fit the uniform. The girl had short dyed red hair
with black roots and was standing hand in hand with her boyfriend or husband. Prying the two apart
Erika dragged the red head into the shop and soon her flowery sun dress and lacy undergarments was
sitting in a pile along with the clothes from the tennis racket girl. The red head now stood on Amber’s
other side, posed in the same fashion as the other two girls. Erika stepped back and admired her work,
snapping her gum loudly. “Now to make sure this lasts,” giggled Erika with a grin, using another can of
the coffee drink with Type-7 to create a mixture that would freeze the trio for at the minimum an hour.
Erika made small adjustments to the human mannequin trio as she gave them their drinks and returned
them to their earlier poses. “Ta, ta, ladies,” she said with a wave and turned, leaving the scene. Three
women now stood staring blankly as if mannequins with the real deal at their feet as well as a pile of
clothes.
On the way out Erika picked up a shopping bag from behind the counter and picked out some
random items for herself such as some cute sneakers and some athletic wear. With her new items in her
bag she was ready to leave but then spotted a flatbed cart with a stack of boxes on top. Thinking back
to her experience walking with Amber through the mall Erika walked over to the cart that was pushed
to the corner behind the counter and knocked off all the boxes. They made a loud sound as they toppled
off the cart but the world around Erika remained frozen and quiet. Snapping her gum and not caring
about the mess at her feet she tossed her new shopping bag on to the cart and left.
As she made her back to the bag store Erika continued her reign of terror as she cut off clothing
with her trusty pair of scissors, leaving a trail of half naked and naked patrons in her wake. Nearing the
bag store Erika noted an information desk that was manned by a single woman. The woman was
perhaps in her forties or early fifties Erika guessed, looking at her face. Even though she looked old she
had aged extremely well and Erika was attracted to her. The woman stood behind the desk at attention
with her hands clasped together over the top of the desk. Her face looked out into the frozen mall in
front of her with a blank gaze and she bore a grin on her pink lips. Her black hair was tied back into an
ultra-conservative tight bun showing off her well-aged face. The woman had a colorful scarf tied with a
fancy bow around her neck. She wore a white dress shirt under a black blazer and a knee-length
matching skirt over nude nylons and black pumps. Erika walked around the desk, inspecting the older
woman more closely and touched her, feeling her up a bit before kissing her cutely on the cheek,.“I
think you need a break and I know exactly who could take your spot.”
The information desk lady now stood on the other side of her desk at attention and was
completely naked. The lady stared blankly at the new information desk person who was the green-eyed
Delta girl that was now dressed in the black information desk uniform. Erika had tied back the girl’s
hair into a tight and conservative bun and was now tying the scarf around her neck. The older Japanese
info desk woman only looked on blankly with her grin. Once Erika was done with the scarf she placed
green-eyed girl’s hands on the desk as how the older woman’s hands were and then kissed the girl full
on the lips before stepping back and making sure everything looked the way she wanted. The greeneyed
girl had bigger features than the lady who had been wearing the uniform moments earlier so the
dark skirt-suit fit a bit tighter on her but from behind the desk it was hard to notice.
Walking back around the desk she turned her attention back to the former info desk lady who
stood in her birthday suit now. The woman had a great sexy, slender body for her age: tight round
breasts with perky brown nipples, a flat stomach, cleanly-shaven womanhood and smooth long legs.
Erika turned the woman to face her and began chewing her gum faster as she stepped closer to the older
woman and undid the woman’s conservative bun, letting her long black silky hair fall to the small of
her back. Leaning close Erika began kissing the woman on the lips and then nibbled on the neck and
continued south, caressing her breasts and tasting her womanhood. Erika was about to ready to explode
when the chewing of her gum reminded her to back off. “Foxy… I think that’s what I’ll call you,”
Erika gasped, breathing hard in excitement. “Let’s see where I am going to stick you?” She then said,
looking around the mall.
Moments later in Erika’s time-frame the info desk woman who Erika had named Foxy stood in
the widow display of an urban fashion store. The older woman was now dressed in pair of tight fitting
low cuts jeans over a pair of Timberland boots and donned a hot pink tube top that left little to the
imagination. Her silky black hair was braided and she wore heavy make up making her look as if she
was straight out of the Bronx. She still bore her blank look and grin and was posed standing with hips
shifted to one side and hands behind her head. Erika had, like with the other women she'd turned into
living mannequins, given Foxy a bit of Type-7 so the pose wouldn't be ruined the second time resumed.
“Hot!” Erika exclaimed, laughing as she smacked the woman in the ass, making her wobble. Looking
over Foxy once more, admiring her well aged face and sexy features, Erika nodded in approval before
turning around and continuing to 'shop' within the store with another bag which she had picked behind
the counter of the store.
It was about three hours Erika’s time when she emerged from the main entrance of Omotesando
Hills mall dressed in her tan-colored fur coat and new boots, pushing the flat bed cart that was loaded
with shopping bags and a stiff Sandy, who was dressed in a little strapless red dress with matching
heels, propped up in the front of the cart with legs straight out in front of her. Her blonde hair was tied
in a fancy bun and her face bore a serious expression. Erika would move down a couple blocks to
where Monica would meet her before she would restart time. She pushed the cart casually through the
silent and still Tokyo streets, chewing her gum happily with her chin oblivious to the stillness and
silence around her.
The Omotesando Hills mall marked the end of Erika’s international trip so she'd made the best
of it. She had visited every store, taking things for herself, Monica and her collection of frozen girls.
She had turned many shop employees into mannequin displays in their own stores and rendered many
more naked along with random patrons as well. Every level of the mall and almost every shop were
touched by Erika in some way, adding the Omotesando Hills mall to a prestige list that included the
Egyptian Museum, The Louvre, The Tower of London and The National Archaeological Museum in
Greece. Like the past places she had visited once time restarted chaos would follow. The blonde knew
this and only smiled at the thought as she spit her gum out.
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