The following morning, as Rachel reached for the front door handle at QuinTek HQ, she heard a rhythmic click on the pavement behind her. Turning around, her eyes widened as she beheld a tall brunette in emerald stiletto heels… and nothing else. The nude woman waved.
“Wow! You’re Rachel Flynn!” she exclaimed.
Rachel smiled. “In the flesh, though not as much flesh as you’re flaunting, my dear.”
The woman grinned and spun around, giving Rachel a 360-degree view of her naked body.
“Do you like it? I got several compliments on the way here.”
“I’m not surprised. And, yes, I love it. Definitely a bold fashion statement. What’s your name, hun?”
“I’m Tessa. Such an honor to meet you!”
Rachel smiled. “Oh, the honor is mine. Did you walk here?”
“Of course! My apartment is only a mile away. I figured a morning walk would be lovely, especially since I’ll be standing still for most of the day.”
Rachel raised an eyebrow. “Is that so? Some project of Jasper’s, no doubt.”
Tessa nodded. “Mhmm. Super secret and stuff. Oh, I’ve probably said too much already.”
Rachel chuckled. “I’m the CEO, so Jasper’s secrets are safe with me. Well, I shouldn’t keep you from the lab.” Rachel pulled the door open and beckoned Tessa. “Welcome to QuinTek.”
“Thank you!” Tessa replied, walking through the door. “Toodles! I’m sure I’ll see you later.”
“I have no doubt.”
Rachel admired Tessa’s bare backside as she strutted toward Sierra at the front desk. The receptionist glanced up and smiled without batting an eye.
“Hey, Tessa! You can head back to the lab. Second floor. Can’t miss it. Jasper’s ready for you.”
“Thanks, Sierra! Have an excellent day!”
“You, too!”
Tessa headed for the stairs as Rachel approached Sierra at the desk.
“I see we’ve relaxed our dress code,” Rachel remarked.
Sierra nodded. “I thought it might be fun to spice things up a bit, so I told all our models they were free to wear nothing but heels. The clothes come off anyway as soon as they get here, so why not?”
“Why not, indeed. Yet another example of your initiative, Sierra. Keep up the good work.”
“Thanks, Rachel!”
Rachel smiled and headed to her third-floor office, opening the curtains to view the production floor. Dozens of nude women were lined up in front of both molecular transducers, while those already mannequinized were being cut apart and boxed up for shipment. Everything seemed to be running smoothly, not that Rachel was surprised. Jasper ran a tight ship and was a stickler for efficiency.
After spending most of the morning on the phone with lingerie shops, curiosity finally got the better of Rachel. She headed down one floor and knocked on the door to Jasper’s lab.
“Yes, come on in!” Jasper shouted.
Rachel opened the door to find Jasper sitting down and typing on a laptop while Tessa stood watching a movie on a nearby TV. That wasn’t odd in and of itself, aside from the fact that Tessa was currently a mannequin. Rachel raised an eyebrow.
“What’s with the movie?”
Jasper glanced at the TV and shrugged. “Tessa’s watching.”
“But she’s a mannequin. She’s oblivious to the passage of time. How could she possibly—”
“With my latest innovation!” Jasper interrupted. “It’s experimental at this point, but the ladies will soon have the option of selective awareness. That way, they can enjoy being mannequins during the day and effectively sleep at night. Maybe they’ll even have mannequin dreams! I have no idea, but we’ll find out soon enough.”
Rachel pointed at Tessa. “Oh! So when the movie is done, you’ll change her back and quiz her on it?”
Jasper grinned. “Exactly! Speaking of which, you’re right on time.”
The movie credits started rolling on the TV as Jasper pulled out a tablet. He tapped a few times and the transducer fired a beam at Tessa’s chest. The plastic woman turned back to flesh and blood, smiling at Jasper and Rachel.
“That was a delightful movie!” she exclaimed. “I especially loved the heist scene. I expected them to rappel into the vault from above, so imagine my surprise when they waltzed right in wearing reflective suits to mask their body heat.”
Jasper turned to Rachel. “So far, so good.”
He proceeded to quiz Tessa on the movie for several minutes before he was fully convinced that the selective awareness had worked.
“Excellent!” he said, rubbing his hands together. “Now I’ll change you back into a mannequin, leave you here overnight, and then interview you in the morning. I need to know if you can enter a dormant state.”
The nude woman flashed a thumbs-up. “Sounds good, doc! Go ahead and zap me!”
After Tessa was a mannequin again, Rachel turned to Jasper. “This is fucking fantastic! Several of our prospective models have expressed interest in being fully aware while on display in lingerie shops. I told them it wasn’t an option, but now I can call them back with the good news.”
Jasper held out his hands. “Hold up. Let’s talk to Tessa in the morning and see how it works at night. If all goes well, then feel free to contact those models. I take it you’re looking for more?”
Rachel nodded. “We’ll need a third transducer installed on the production floor soon. The phone is ringing off the hook with lingerie shops across the country. We already have a six-week waiting list and it’s only getting longer. This breakthrough will definitely help me with recruiting and hopefully rebalance supply and demand.”
“Sounds great! Yeah, we’ll know more in the morning, Rachel. Talk to you then?”
“Sure, buddy. Ciao!”
Rachel left the lab and returned to her office, excited for what tomorrow might bring.
When Jasper arrived the next morning, Rachel was already in the lab, coffee in hand, staring intently at the mannequinized Tessa. Jasper laughed.
“Eager to talk to her, eh?”
Rachel jumped. “Damn, Jasper! You scared the shit out of me.”
“Sorry about that. I guess you were in the zone.”
Rachel waved her hand. “Yeah, yeah. Just change her back already.”
“Very well. One moment.”
After a calibrated beam from the transducer, Tessa stretched and turned to Rachel.
“Eager, aren’t we? You’ve been here since six this morning!”
Rachel pumped her fist and nearly spilled her coffee. “Fuck, yeah, baby! You could see me!”
“How’d you sleep?” Jasper asked Tessa.
“Like a baby. I had a dream I was wearing an adorable blue bra and panty set in the center of a huge lingerie store. Everyone was speaking French. I think I was in Paris!”
Rachel clapped with glee. “It fucking worked, Jasper! You’re a genius!”
“Thank you, Rachel,” Jasper replied with a smile. “It certainly appears our test was a success. Feel free to call those models back with the good news.”
“Will do!” Rachel pointed at Tessa. “And you, hot stuff, had a truly prophetic dream. You are Paris-bound, baby! The largest intimate wear shop in France left a message overnight asking if we ship internationally. I’m gonna call them back and say, ‘Fuck, yeah, we do!’” She paused a moment. “Or however you say that in French. Anyway, big things are happening at QuinTek. Big things!”
She skipped out of the room and bounded up the stairs before Jasper or Tessa could reply. They both laughed.
“I guess you’re headed to Europe, Tessa. Bon voyage! And thanks for your help with this research project. It really does change everything for our models.”
“Absolutely! Happy to help anytime.” She rubbed her hands together. “I can’t wait to see Paris!”
“Well, you’ve earned it. As soon as Rachel adds the shipping manifest to the system, you’ll be good to go. In the meantime, I’ll update the firmware on our two production transducers with the selective awareness protocol. That way you’ll get to see the sights… and all the people ogling you in your lingerie, of course.”
“Ooooh, this is gonna be so much fun!”
Later that afternoon, Tessa was mannequinized, sliced apart, and boxed up for shipment to France on a three-month assignment. Rachel and Jasper celebrated QuinTek’s international expansion from Rachel’s office, sipping margaritas as they surveyed the production floor below. Rachel beamed.
“I am so fucking pumped, Jasper! We’re going global, baby!”
Jasper took another sip and nodded. “Indeed. And the prospective models’ enthusiastic response to our new selective awareness option should ramp up the supply side quite nicely.”
“See? I told you I’d have this place jam-packed with naked women. Mission accomplished!”
Jasper raised his glass. “To QuinTek.”
“To QuinTek,” Rachel replied, clinking glasses and downing the rest of her margarita. “I hate to cut this short, but I have more models to contact. Word travels fast in the lingerie world, so I’ve been fielding calls from shops in Japan, Brazil, and New Zealand, just to name a few. The sky is the limit, my friend.”
“Well, I’ll leave you to it, Rachel. I’ll get the third transducer up and running in the morning. I’d do it this evening, but I have a date.”
Rachel’s eyes widened. “A date? Who’s the lucky lady?”
Jasper grinned. “Would you believe she’s a lingerie model?”
“Oh, you dog!” Rachel exclaimed, punching him in the shoulder. “Gettin’ frisky with the hired help, eh? Good for you!”
“Thanks! And it’d be good for you, too. All work and no play makes Rachel a dull girl.”
Rachel waved him off. “Yeah, yeah, when I have some free time. Anyway, shoo! Get ready for your date, Casanova. Anyone I know?”
“Umm, yes, actually,” Jasper replied, turning red. “It’s Caitlin.”
“Oh, hell, yeah! My boy here is into redheads! Perhaps literally into redheads if things go well tonight.”
Jasper turned from red to crimson. “Uhh, we’ll see. Anyway, gotta go!”
“Have fun! I’ll expect all the dirty deets in the morning, buddy. Unless you two sleep in, of course. Don’t forget to make her breakfast!”
Jasper started sweating and headed for the door before Rachel could torment him any further. As she watched him leave, her phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID.
“Sweden, eh? Let’s fucking go, baby!” She took a couple of deep breaths before picking up the receiver. “Hello, this is Rachel Flynn at QuinTek. How may I help you?”
Copyright 2025 Olivia Zoe Quinn
Image by Victoria from Pixabay
Story notes
I’m thrilled to come back around to Mannequin Dreams and continue the story! Rachel and Jasper are a fun duo to write: the irreverent and salty lingerie maven with the mild-mannered mad scientist.
But apparently, Jasper has some unexpected luck with the ladies. We’ll find out how his love life develops. It’s safe to say the lovely Caitlin travels frequently—as a mannequin no less—so that might throw a wrench in the relationship. At any rate, I’m pulling for them, so hopefully they’ll make it work.
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