Wall prize damsel

Jim came back and interrupted her thoughts " Jo, I might need your help. Do you have your heart set on something? I need a beautiful damsel but it requires a bit more than some of the other rolls. I think your perfect for it too by the way." He winks at her, grabs the clip board and looks at it. "Well, tell me what, "a bit more", is first before I agree." She replies. " Ok, so me and the boys built a wall with these 4 little alcoves that are for the theme psycho to keep his prize girl. You know like Trophies. 3 will be fake with some robotic enternals, they'll kinda move rhythmically but the 4th will be real, so you can"come alive" and scare people. Same girl, You, but in different stages of her ****. It looks like she's cut in half at the waist and being displayed in an alcove but you'd actually be standing, your lower half is just concealed by the wall. Get it?" She thinks about it for a second and she's pretty sure she understand what Jim is describing . "So, I'm basically just standing up through a hole in a shelf right? What's so different about that?" She asks him. "Nothing really. We've done similar sets before but the art department needs to do some molds of you tomorrow so the robotic dummies look like you. Are you available? It does take some time." He explains and asks. " Um... yeah I can do tomorrow. I don't have anything and I'm definitely intrigued, so.... yeah I'll do it."she says. "Ok great!! I think you'll enjoy it. Just show up at the art building at 8:00am room 109. Unless you really want to run around in a bloody bikini? " he says to her with a wide grin on his face.

Joanna wakes up nude in her bed and stretches and yawns. She rolls over and looks at the clock. It's 7:45. She's gonna be late. She hates being late. "Shit!" She yells to an empty room. She jumps up and throws on another camisole, black today and a pair of yoga pants. No time for underwear. She just makes it on time and walks into a large room that's buzzing with activity. Bikini clad coeds run around bouncing and giggling covered in fake blood and slutty zombie cheerleaders practice their zombie shuffle in the corner. The sorority sisters are certainly ok with alittle over exposure. She approaches a table with dummies on them and is amazed at how real they look. She reaches out and pokes the cheek of the nearest one. The skin, hair, lips, even the eyebrows look so real. "If you didn't touch it would you think it was real?" Says a slim brown haired young man as he approaches her. He is dressed in jeans and some comic book t-shirt. "He doesn't look like an art major" she thinks. "Haha, I can tell what your thinking, I'm a technical theater major but prop making, specifically special effects makeup is what I really love. I'm Brent by the way." He says as he offers her his hand. "Hi, I'm Joanna. These are amazing! Can you really make ones that like me?" She replies shaking his hand. "No problem, it takes a little work and time but yeah, no one will know they aren't real unless they got really, really close, the heat from the internal robotics even makes them warm to the touch, it's crazy! Not to rush you but things are a little hectic and we are pressed for time are you ok if we head over and get started?" He asks. " Sure, lead the way." she says and follows him to the front of the room. There are huge tubs of latex, plaster, casts drying, paint cans and a lot people in different stages of different projects. "Ok head over there to Matt and he will do your face first. Then when your done come find me and We'll get started on the body mold. Hope your not to shy, you'll be a bit exposed but we do it all the time so it's not a big deal. Is that gonna be ok?" Brent asks her. " Huh? Exposed? How?" She asks feeling nervous. "It's not to bad I promise, but to get an accurate mold we gotta lose those clothes and get you as close to skin as possible. " Joanna's heart thumped in her chest and her mind kept thinking about her lack of underwear. " Hey it's no big deal I promise, if you get to a point where you don't think you can do it just let me know and we will work something out. Come find me when your done. I gotta get rolling." He says as he smiled at her. Joanna watches him go, still nervous and her heart still pounding. She finally turns to Matt who directs her to a chair and they get started on her face. He pulls her hair back, slathers some stuff on her face. Then comes the hard part. She's instructed to place to breathing tubes up her nose. " ok I'm going to apply the plaster now so just relax" he instructs her. The plaster is warm and actually feels good. Joanna manages to stop speculating about what's to come. She almost nods off when about 15 min later she feels Matt gently pulling at the edges of the mask and a second later it pops off. " ok, we are all done here. Off to the next station my dear" says Matt.

Joanna walks off to find Brent a little nervous. He's in front of a chair preparing some plaster strips when he sees her approaching. "Hey, Joanna. Perfect timing. I'm just getting the stuff ready for the body mold. You all good?" Joanna is nervous but nods her head. " Great. Head behind that changing curtain and Stacy is the red head. She'll tell you what you need to do." Brent instructs her. Joanna heads behind a large curtain that has been set up as the changing area. She is very nervous. She is shocked at what she sees. There are naked girls everywhere. Some half in costume and half out depending on how you looked at it. Some are actually just leaving the dressing area completely nude. Quite a few nude girls are returning from an adjacent room on the other side of the dressing area in amazing full body paint. The designs on their bodies are vivid and beautiful. The girls nudity is all but erased by the airbrushing. She learns from the chatter that these "costumes" haven't been approved by the Dean yet but, part of all the hustle and bustle is getting theses finished to show him. "Wow. These chicks sure are confident" she thinks to herself. Joanna's nerves are getting to her. Yesterday with Fred was spur of the moment but strangers. Students! She spots a tall redhead barking orders and helping a girl zip up a costume. " Hi, I'm Joanna. Brent told me you'd tell me what I need to do." Joanna says. " Sure thing Hun, what are you getting done?" Stacy asks her. " Brent said, um, the body thing." Joanna says and motions with her hands towards her torso. " Ok great, you need to strip down to just your panties and grab a robe off the wall before you head to your artist, ok?" Stacy replies while moving on to help another girl. "Um, I'm not wearing any" she replies sheepishly."Your not the only one and does it really matter? I mean, look around doll face..., besides we are all, minus the sorority sisters, aspiring to be professionals around here and for what your having done, it kinda goes with the territory so... look if it bothers you that much there are disposable paper panties over there but nobody uses them. It's up to you." She says and moves on to help pin a hem for a zombie cheerleader. Joanna looks around at this group and truly, minus the bubbly sorority girls, everyone is deep in their task. "Can I do this? Nude or close to it in front of strangers?" She asks herself. Joanna peeks out behind the curtain and surveys the room. There are atleast 50 people in the big room and it looks like 5 people at the chair she'll be at. All males. At the moment no one else is even topless in the big room. "Yeah, that'd be my luck. Tons of naked girls leaving this room until it's my turn to go out there" she thinks. She turns around and surveys the dressing room again. "Why even have this curtain if they are so nonchalant or just allow the men back here?" she wonders. She sits down on a chair and thinks it over. " Well dammit, if these kids are going to act professional, then so am I." She lies to herself. Joanna begins to undress with shaking hands. It doesn't take long. She stands naked in the dressing room trying to steady her nerves and get used to it. She grabs a robe off the wall and throws it over her shoulders. She grabs a pair of the disposable panties and is mortified by them. She pulls them on. They are clearly made for use in applying make up or self tanner and nothing else. They are loose, almost transparent and Do little to cover her . "Better than nothing, I guess." She says her mind spinning. Joanna stands at the edge of the curtain deciding what to do. "Can I really walk out there and drop this robe? I'll be mostly naked. This is crazy! What do I do?" She thinks to herself.