Dede held her arms above her head and emptied her mind of all thought, it was the best she could do.
She’d spent so long perfecting her body to match the mannequin as closely as possible, but having no brian at all was just not possible so she’d been practicing emptying every thought out of her head and had gotten really good at it.
Besides, Jim said he liked the vacant look in her eyes when he fucked her face.
She’d started dating Jim almost a year ago, and the first time she’d gone over to his place and saw the mannequin she’d turned her nose up at it. Even after Jim had explained how expensive of an art piece it was.
Slowly but surely though it had grown on her, and then she’d started to try and understand it’s artist statement. When Jim had suggested she stop thinking so hard about it and just accept it for what it was, she’d really taken it to heart.
Jim walked into the room and circled around her, inspecting her, but she made no movement or sound. At least until he walked behind the mannequin and reached down and grabbed its breasts, then she let out a moan.
Soon her pussy was dripping wet as she moaned and cooed, his hands running over the mannequin but feeling like they were running over her own body.
Finally Jim stopped molesting the mannequin and bent down and opened the end table that it was sitting on, pulling something out and then standing back up.
He set the object on the neck of the mannequin and then stood back, Dede finally able to see that it was a head.
She let out a gasp and walked around in front of the mannequin, eager to see what the head looked like. It had long blonde hair just like her, full lips like her, and in fact look remarkable like her.
Except of course for the writing that was across it’s face, along the forehead were two works, and across the mouth a third, “Dumb Bimbo Slut”.
Her eyes went wide, a giggle escape her lips, and what little was left in her head vanished.
“OH MY GAWD! Like Dede’s a total bimbo slut too! giggle” she squealed and the ran around to where Jim was standing and dropped to her knees and fished his dick from his pants.
She wrapped her lips around him and sucked him in deep, leaning back to lookup with big vacant eyes as she finally knew what the meaning of the art was.
