April - Photos of the LMC's resident Living Mannequin
The Living Mannequin Circle is proud to present these photos of April. She has offered her modeling services to the LMC for a limited time.
These photos were shot earlier this year. April has expressed her love for the art of posing. We at the LMC are glad to have her in our presence.
Please enjoy these photos, and give us some feedback. With enough support, there will be more photosets posted here!
aprils19.jpg: Caught by a sudden whimsy, I grabbed her ankles and swung them up over the arm of the chair. She looked like a broken windup doll all sprawled out over the chair after my swift action, so I ordered her to assume a more natural version of the pose. She smoothly arranged her arms to her side and tilted her head to the right to create a much more stunning affect. The moment she was in position her body locked into place with an almost audible snap.
aprils20.jpg: I was temped to leave her for now in the beautiful pose she'd semi-chosen, but I wanted something a bit more provocative. I experimented with a few more variations in the chair, and finally settled on a mildly erotic one with her legs apart and head flung back, her golden locks spilling freely nearly to the ground. I smiled warmly, kissed her upturned forehead, and dimmed the lights. "I love you, April Doll," I whispered before leaving her there while I got some rest before testing out her other new functions.
aprils15.jpg: "Close your eyes" I said, and she complied instantly. Somehow this made her even more sexy. I continued to wonder about the pose; did she pick it, or was it "preprogrammed" into her during the three weeks she was at the clinic? I still don't know exactly what they did to her, or how it works, but she certainly turned out as advertized. I wonder how much she'll be able to tell me next time I allow her to speak?
aprils16.jpg:Tiring of the standing poses for a while, I pulled over a nearby chair. "Sit", I told her, and she did. Not having any posing requests to go by, she simply sat stiffly in the chair, her feet flat on the ground, and her hands in her lap. Here face went back to it's original blank stare. I didn't tell her to open her eyes, I guess it's just part of the "default sitting" position.
aprils17.jpg: "Cross you legs" I said, trying to get her into a sexier position. That helped a lot, so I placed her hands on her knee. She still looked a bit strange, so I leaned her forward a bit and tilted her head down. Yes, now she was starting to look like my sexy mannequin again.
aprils18.jpg: I walked around her so that I could view her sitting form from all angles. According to our sales advisor, she could now go for two weeks frozen like this with no trouble. I believed him, if the light coat of dust on the demo-girls down at the clinic were any indication. I wonder if April would like to work there for a bit? We'd get a nice cost break, but I don't know if I could do without her for that long.

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aprils11.jpg: After playing with her in that position for a while, I decided to try something different. After commanding her back to "attention", I then moved her left leg outwards, and adjusted her arms a bit. A slight cock to her head and another perfect pose emerged. I saved this one as well, and went to get a drink.
aprils12.jpg: I returned to find her still in the same position, as still and lifeless as the dummies she so resembled, and yet vibrant and alive behind those beautiful blue eyes. I sat for a long while and just looked at her. Her life would never be the same, I suppose, but with the proper make-up she could hide the gloss of her skin to go out among the world. She'd insisted she'd never want to live as a normal girl again, but I knew she might tire of being my full-time doll so I made sure she still had the option.
aprils13.jpg: After a while I stood again and approached her. I studied her gorgeous features closely, thrilling at every curve of her hairless porcelain skin. I ran my hands down her, knowing what a thrill it must be to her inside her frozen body. Softly, I kissed her all over, she was so soft and smooth, so perfect, and all mine.
aprils14.jpg: I began to wonder how much she could guide the posing if I left it sufficiently vague, yet not open to such a simple interpretation as I'd gotten earlier with the arms. "Strike a supermodel center-fold pose" I stated at length, wondering what sort of response I'd get. The result was a stereotypical one hand on the waist, one hand behind the head pose. Interesting.