Rachel stepped into the art gallery portion of the Recycler facility. While walking though she saw many different pieces of extravagant art, on display. A flirty smile snuck its way across her face as soon she would be on display as well. Her feet glided as she made her way over to the counter woman to then be escorted to her room.
Once Rachel opened the door she was greeted with many wonderful paintings of women, and a lone painter sitting in the middle. The counter woman left and the painter calmly instructed Rachel to stand over against the paper wall. Rachel decided to take off her shoes before she posed for the painting. The painter instructed her to stay as still as she could.
The painter brings out an easel, paper, brush, and a single tube of gold (recycler brand) paint. Her paper and easel were see though and with the gold paint she began to paint along the edges of Rachel’s figure. Meanwhile if one looked away from the paper you could see a frame literally forming and wrapping around Rachel as she stood against the wall. The painter continued to trace around Rachel’s curves until she closed the figure...
Just then a subtle flash reflected from the frame and several soft, squishing and sloshing sounds could be heard. Rachel’s features were getting smoother and smoother as she was transformed into paint. Her dress and stocking even ran just a little bit for some artistic flavor. Eventually she settled and dried, Rachel was now a painting captured in a frame of her own form.
People from the facility came and removed her from the wall and placed her in the gallery along with the other art. Rachel loved soaking up all of the looks, stares, and pictures people took of her.