A skinny model, her body a canvas of sharp angles and delicate lines, finds herself alone with an unassuming mannequin. As she poses for an unseen photographer, she becomes acutely aware of the silent, still form. An idea sparks in her mind, dark and delicious. She approaches the mannequin, her heart pounding in her chest. She runs her fingers over its smooth, unyielding surface, her imagination filling in the blanks. She begins to undress, her body flush with desire. She presses herself against the cool plastic, feeling a thrill at the taboo nature of her fantasy. She grinds against the mannequin, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her fingers finding their way to her slick, aching pussy. She comes with a cry, her body convulsing, her eyes locked with the mannequin's empty stare.