Several months had passed and Melissa could tell that it was close to Christmas now. After months of being changed in and out of various types of lingerie and swimsuit as well as a French maid costume for Halloween, Melissa wondered what she’d be dressed as now. The whole ordeal was a mix of humiliation as well as pleasure and excitement. Melissa had gotten a bit more used to being a mannequin and forced to stay in one position now, but she still hated how the witch treated her like an object and fondled her whenever she dressed her.

“Lovely isn’t it?” says the tourist with his camera aloft, holding it steady. The shutter clicks in rapid succession. "I’ve traveled here many times before and the view never disappoints me."

I see it differently. It was never sunny, though I’d been here on the clearest of days. I usually came here after those rough days. Today, I had to lecture about my transition. Living it was one thing. Explaining it to students was another. Sometimes, I wonder to myself if it was worth it.

Curtain Fall - Chapter 08