"Oh hell yeah!" Rebecca exclaimed while throwing her arms in the air. "I finally beat you two!" She danced in her seat between us, controller in hand, then she stood up and posed in her PJs. She exclusively wore her shorts and tank top only around the apartment. I've never seen her wear anything else since she moved in, really. Rebecca brushed the shoulder length dirty blonde hair from her face and turned to face us with a grin. "Alright boys, I'll be right back. Gotta take a victory trip to the little girls room and I'll be back to win again." 

Rebecca left the room while carefully stepping over the console on the floor. "Yo!" Johnny quickly turned to me with a wide eyed look on his face. He was my high school buddy who was in town. We would switch between visiting each other to have a video game marathon, and today was my turn to host. "Dude, Cody! Why didn't you tell me how HOT your roommate is? I mean like.."

I stopped mid-sentence and just gave him a stare. "You've been here for most of the day. It's practically midnight now. Do you really need to be going ga-ga over Rebecca now?"

"Oh come on, dude." He slid back to his corner of the couch and gave me a devious smirk. "It's not like I had any chance to mention it before." Johnny ran his fingers through his black hair. "I mean how can I not say something? She's like.. Rebecca is seriously super model hot. Or hell, she's comic book unrealistically hot!"

I simply rolled my eyes and slouched into the couch. "And your point is?"

Johnny gave me a bewildered look. "What do you mean my point?" He leaned in closer, looking around to make sure Rebecca wasn't on her way back yet. "Well let's see... how long has she been living here with you?" 

I cocked my head side to side, doing the math in my head. "I'd say maybe two years now. I met her in one of my college classes and we were friends before that, so we decided to get a place together as it's better than us both being stuck with our parents for the rest of our lives."

"Wow, Cody. Seriously?" Johnny slumped back down with his controller on his stomach. "I can't believe you knew her BEFORE having a place together. Like, oh my god.."

"What's the problem now?" I was getting a little irritated by this attitude. It's one I was far too familiar with. With my other friends. With my parents. Pretty much everyone I knew asked this same question Johnny was about to ask.

"Why haven't you asked her out yet?" I let out a deep sigh as Johnny asked that. "Come on, man, don't give me that! I mean it's obvious you two kick it off super well. Why not actually make it official?"

I sat up straight in my seat and stretched my arms a bit. "I'm just not into relationships, Johnny." I turned to him and rubbed my neck. "It's not like we never considered it. But it's the reason why we're really good friends. Thinking about being a couple is just way too awkward, for both of us. It's a mutual feeling of relationships suck. I'd rather have her been my best friend over being my ex-girlfriend, ya know?"

You could see the look of utter confusion and disgust in Johnny's face, but before he could say anything in response, Rebecca herself leaned against the back of the couch and grinned. "And I don't want an awkward ex-boyfriend. Cody's my bro, yo." With that, Rebecca held up her fist and I returned it with a satisfying bump.

Johnny looked up to Rebecca's smiling face with a look of terror. "H-how long have you.. How much have you heard?"

"Well I never read a comic book but I'll still take that as a compliment!" Rebecca replied while hopping over the couch and planting herself between the two of us. But her gleeful smirk quickly changed to a suddenly somber look. With her eyes growing the size of plates, she sat there motionless. "I.. I left my controller on my seat, didn't I?"  


The night went on and the three of us continued to game until finally Rebecca passed out. Johnny was too tired to drive back to his place so I just let him take my bed. I carried Rebecca to her bedroom and made sure she was properly tucked in. After that was done, I stretched out my arms and back, heading over to the living room couch. I swiftly plopped down and tossed off my pants at the same time. The room was pretty dark, I was lost in thought while staring up to the ceiling. There was no way I was tired enough to sleep. Instead of resting, I decided to pull out my laptop. The light of the screen flooded against my face. The sound of clicking and typing filled the living room, hopefully it didn't wake anyone up. I just wanted to check my messages really quick. Usually I don't check my e-mail, it was always filled with nothing but spam I collected over the years. But sometimes you find some oddities and are slightly amusing. There was odd products like spring loaded dispensers for bottled soda. Or strange advertisements for rental shops.

I've actually been getting this one a lot. I'm not sure why. These rental shops are strange places where you can actually pick up body parts. Like, actual living body parts of people. They've been around for maybe a year, but I've never been inside one. Rental shops just seemed like a way to objectify people. I want to say they cater both male and female parts, but the only e-mails I get are advertising the ladies. What did these shops have for their original plan anyways? My assumption would be maybe temporary replaces for people who lost their limbs or something. But the e-mails imply that people use them for.. companionship. You could even rent people's heads. How does that even work? What if a person never brought a head back? I'd imagine it would be impossible to replace. The more I thought about this, the more curious I got. What would a person actually do with a person's parts? Do they only rent out specific parts or can you take out a whole person? Why would a person actually want to put themselves for rent willingly? 

It got to the point where I actually leaned away from the laptop. Why was the concept of this so interesting? My chest was getting tense as my breathing start to get heavy. Holy crap, was this actually getting me hot? But how? I leaned forward and scrolled the e-mail I got up and down. It was covered in images of women in different states of disconnection. There were heads on tables, legs standing with no top half in sight, even an animated .gif of a pair of hands waving their fingers. This wasn't a cheap, two frame animation either. You could tell it was captured from an actual video. This was pretty impressive looking. I'm not really into objectify women, or anyone really, but I kept on thinking of it. I would doubt that anyone would do this against their will. So perhaps if this was a mutual thing between a person and another who is in pieces, that made it okay? Obviously this is something that should be kept in the bedroom. There is a time and place for anything. But if the girl was into this, it actually has some possibilities. I've seen a lot of strange fetish stuff, I regular an art website when I'm bored. None of that stuff really interested me, mostly I would come across it while mindless browsing. I think I just shrugged it off as weird, but why is this new rental stuff starting to take hold of my attention? I pondered more about it. Perhaps it's the aspect of potential. With other oddity fetishes, it felt like a lot of it was based on humiliation of the subject. That seems to be a very popular thing, but it was never MY thing. But with this... this idea of someone going to parts. It feels like both ends can get something out of it. Just because a woman was in pieces, it didn't mean she was helpless. That could be what she and/or he might want from it. It could be a lot of that bondage stuff and limiting someone's ability, just without ropes or leather. But that doesn't have to be the case at all. Get rid of the idea of dominant and submissive types. This easily could just be more options in terms of positioning. I'd imagine that the karma sutra would be expanded to ten times it's size when you throw in the potential of having a partner going to pieces. Or even both coming apart, there are just too many options! 

As I went more deeply into this, I could hear the birds chipping from the window. Wow, the sun was already up by this point. How could I have been this overcome by excitement? I didn't get any sleep and it was already seven in the morning. Quickly, I go to close my laptop, but I was stopped by the sound of a door opening. I turn to see Rebecca coming out of her bedroom. Her hair was a mess and her shirt strap was over her shoulder. She gave a tired yawn and stretched her arms. "Hey Cody.. what are you still doing up?" she said to me while tiredly staggering to the kitchen to get some coffee ready.

"Oh, uh.." I look at my laptop screen to find the e-mail was still open. My eyes wander a bit, but I turn around to face Rebecca from the couch. "I was just checking my messages and I guess I lost track of time."

"Oh yeah?" Rebecca set up her cup of coffee with milk and sugar. "You rarely do that these days. Anything interesting?" She walked over and found a seat on the couch next to me. 

Now I would assume any other guy here, especially Johnny, would slam the laptop shut here and never speak of this again. But that's not what I'm about. Rebecca is my best friend, I respect her way more than to do that. Besides, why would I be ashamed? "I keep getting this weird e-mail." I turned the laptop so she could get a closer look. Rebecca leaned in, still holding her coffee in hand, and looked at all the pictures attached to the e-mail. "It's some sort of rental shop for-"

"Ah right, I've seen these places before." Rebecca interrupted me after sipping from her coffee. "It's kind of strange, right? I only see girls on display there. Do you think they have shops for guys?"

"I'm sure they do." I scratched my head while thinking about it. "I mean these girls are putting themselves on display, for rent even, by their own free will. Why wouldn't a guy have the same urges? Everyone has different tastes, after all."

Rebecca tilted her head side to side with her coffee closer to her lips. "Does that mean you would do it? Not necessarily put yourself for rent. But would you try taking yourself apart?"

"Oh hell no." I gave my neck a bit of a rub. My eyes were feeling strained but I was filled with energy. "I'd worry too much. I'm not really the type who enjoys loss of control."

"Yeah, I'm not really into submissive guys anyways." She stuck her tongue out and chucked a bit. "I like a man who is in control."

"Oh my, so you're a submissive type?" 

Rebecca shrugged. "Me? Submissive? Nah. It's more of an image thing. I don't speak for all women, but I like a guy who not only comfortable with themselves, but I also like a guy who is confident and in charge." Rebecca set her now empty mug down on the side table. "Not that I want a guy to boss me around. I'd hate that. I'm more into.. mutual control." 

"Really?" I leaned myself on the arm rest. "That's funny, I was thinking the same thing. I'm not into being dominated, but at the same time, I don't want an absolute submissive slave either."

Rebecca yawned and then smiled. "I'm sure you're alone on that. I know a good chunk of men would love to have me as their Princess Leia. Chains and metal bikini and everything."

I raised an eyebrow to that comment. "So what about you?"

"Huh?"

I pointed to the laptop. "Would you ever let someone take you apart?"

Rebecca blinked a few times, processing her answer carefully. "That's a tough one." Her eyes wandered a bit and she brought her legs up onto the couch cushions. "I guess that would depend on my situation. I'm really into kinky stuff. I can't really say I'm into sex, really. But I have to admit, I'm a little curious about the idea."

"Is that so?"

Rebecca nodded. "It's such a strange concept. I mean if a person could survive being cut into pieces these days, is that a sign of immortality? I'm shocked this isn't a huge media thing. It's so tucked away and no one really knows about it."

"That is true." I shrugged a bit. "I never really thought of it like that."

"And really" Rebecca continued. "There could be a ton of practical uses to it beyond the obvious weird sexy stuff. Like I could go to the bathroom and play video games at the same time. Or maybe take off my arm to reach something I normally would need a small ladder for." 

"So would that be a yes?" 

Rebecca gave me a smirk as she hugged her legs. "You want me to say yes, don't you?"

I shrugged, rubbed my neck, and stretched my arm. "What do you mean by that now?"

"Oh, dude, your cheeks are soo red right now." She let her feet down off the couch. "You were just up all night staring at a single e-mail page. You find this stuff super hot, don't you?"

I chuckled a little. "Wow, I guess you're right. I'm a little new to this though."

Rebecca gave me an odd look. "What do you mean?" 

"Well, I've never really had something..." I was having a bit of a hard time breathing. "I don't think I've ever felt like this before. I'm so.." 

"Turned on?"

"Haha, well. Yeah." I shifted in my seat a bit.

"Wow Cody" Rebecca leaned in towards me and prodded at my shoulder. "Are you telling me you've never felt turned on before? Are you a robot?"

"You say that as though it's a bad thing." I prodded her in return. 

"I didn't mean it like like! I'm just.. shocked?"

I did my best to explain myself to her. "I know, it's a little weird. All my life I've had people talk about this kind stuff. Like 'oh my god her boobs are hot' or 'wouldn't this or that be super sexy?' But it's not like I disagreed with them. I know I'm into girls and not.. guys I suppose. Women are beautiful. I've just never been overcome by emotion and felt so.."

"Turned on?"

"Yeah." I rubbed my cheek a bit. I could feel them getting hot. I must of been so red. "I just figured I was wired differently than most guys. I never thought of myself better than other guys, nor have I really felt like I was inadequate. I just accepted that I'm different, but not alone. There must be other people like me who just don't hold any interest in sexual activity." 

"Until now?" I could tell Rebecca was interested in this topic. She was leaning closer and closer to me.

"Well.. no." I ran my hand through my hair. I had to keep moving to stay awake, especially from how excited I was. "I'm still the same way. I don't feel the need to act on my feelings right now. I just know what actually gets me going right now. It's a little hard to explain. I don't feel the desire to go out and fix this need I feel. But at the same time.. I do want it. I wouldn't turn it down if offered to me. I just.."

"Wanna take me apart then?" Rebecca chimed in before I could finish my thought. 

"What? What do you mean?"

"It's not like I stuttered or anything." She leaned back to her corner of the couch and brought her feet up to the cushion again, this time sitting with her legs crossed. "You said you don't really have that sexual desire, right? So why indulge in the part that you do want. Judging from this conversation, you want a girl you can take apart, but not necessarily take advantage of?"

I raised my eyebrows in a bit of shock, but I continued to think about it. "You do have a point there. I'd just be happy to give it a try." 

"So then we should give it that try." Rebecca gave me a smile and a goofy thumbs up. "Let's drop off Johnny and stop by one of those rental places. There is one maybe a couple blocks down from us? I'll just ask if they can set me up so we can try it privately here."

"Well I suppose we can give it a shot.."


Some time passed on after the conversation. Johnny woke up around noon. I had fallen asleep after my conversation with Rebecca. I was pretty sure she drove Johnny back to his place while I was resting. When I had woken up, the apartment was completely empty. Sheepishly, I got up from the couch. It was about seven in the evening. When I nap, I nap hard. The sun was barely still around as the harsh lighting shined through the blinds. After I stretched my back, I went over to the window and closed the blinds. The room went a little dark, so I just made my way to the front door and turned on the light. That's when I noticed a box right in front of me. It was a pretty big box, perhaps it could hold an old TV or computer. What a curious thing, I thought. Soon I decided to lift the box and bring it to the couch. It was actually somewhat heavy. Perhaps a hundred pounds, give or take. I then sat the box on the floor in front of the couch and sat down. It wasn't taped or anything, so I just shrugged and opened it.

"BOO!" exclaimed the voice in the box. 

I jumped in my seat as the sudden human head in a box spooked the crap out of me. After clenching my chest, I leaned forward and looked inside. "Oh, it's just you." I said as I reached in and ran my fingers past her hair. I made sure to support the back of her head since I figured that's where most of the weight was while lifting her out of the box. There was a white sheet under her, I assumed it covered the rest of her. 

"What do you mean 'just me'?" Rebecca gave a pout as I held her in front of me. "I have them box and deliver me personally to our place, JUST FOR YOU, and that's how you greet me?" 

I laughed a bit from her tantrum. "What? Haha, no dude. This is awesome!" With that I lifted her head up high and then back down. "Wow, you're somewhat heavier than I thought you would be." 

"Well that's because I'm so full of knowledge, duh." Rebecca stuck her tongue out at me. 

While holding her head, I mad sure not to move her around too fast. I didn't want to make Rebecca dizzy after all. "So is this the rest of you?" I set her head down beside me on the couch. 

"Well yeah, but just be careful because- ack! Wait!" Before she could warn me though, I lifted the sheet from the box. To my surprise, her limbs framed the edges of the box. Arm, leg, arm leg, in that order. In the center, however, was Rebecca's bare chest. And I mean bare too. No clothes, no underwear, not even breasts. It was an empty slab. Like a man's chest but with no nipples. 

"Oh dang, are you naked in here?" I picked out one of her arms and waved it around a bit. It was not lifeless, however, and she moved her arm to flick me in the nose. "Ow!"

"That's right, I wanted to warn you first!" I could just see her cheeks puff up in a fluster, I didn't even need to look down to actually witness it. "The way they wanted to take me apart seemed like I had to be naked. Or at least completely topless. I was just figuring that you wouldn't care and went the full nude path."

After she said that, I set down Rebecca's arm to the floor and gave her head a funny look. "And you said you weren't going to allow me to take advantage of you."

"Pfft, I trust you enough to not even care that I'm naked." She said as I unloaded her other three limbs to the floor beside me. "But uh.. can I be honest with you?" 

I was having trouble looking down at Rebecca, so I picked up her head and moved it to lean against the couch's arm rest. With very little neck under her cranium, she was naturally look up towards me anyways. "Sure, what's up?"

Rebecca face lit up with excitement. "Holy crap this is actually kind of really hot!" I was caught off guard by her sudden burst. "Like if you wanted to take advantage of me at all, you have my full permission. It's totally mutual! But even if you don't I'm having a blast like this!"

"Oh really now?" I lifted an eyebrow to her head as I took out her bustless bust. "So I'm going to assume you enjoy the feeling of coming apart?"

She shined brightly up to me. "Yeah! You might feel like this would make me feel vulnerable, but it doesn't! Being scattered around like this is actually kind of empowering. I feel like I'm omnipresent since I can be in multiple spots at the same time." Rebecca stopped herself as she saw me holding her bust and looking her straight in the eyes. "Okay, put that down and look in the box." 

I let out a sigh and rolled my eyes. With her giving me a stubborn frown, I set her chest on the floor and tilted the box closer to me. Inside was what I knew was left. Her bare breasts and nude hips. Her hips were ass up so it was a very surreal sight of both the front and back parts directly facing me. 

Rebecca smiled and fluttered her eyelashes to me. "Now isn't it better we got that out of the way?" 

"I'm not complaining." I replied while reaching into the box. I grabbed her hips first and pulled them out. This bit was actually pretty cool. Her hips were pretty curvy so my hands felt nice holding them. I turned them around to look to see what was hiding on the other side. 

"Well now you're moving quickly!" Her head exclaimed from the other side of the couch. I stuck my tongue out to her and looked back to her hips. They were very nice hips. She had a belly button piercing that I've always known about. "I made sure everything was nice and presentable for you, Cody!" I didn't catch what she meant by that at first. But then I noticed how smooth her hips were, specifically at the crotch. I didn't think anything of it until she brought attention to it. 

"Now it just sounds like you're begging to be used at this point." I scoffed with a smirk. 

"Well I know it's not you're intentions, but I wouldn't say no if you changed your mind." She replied with a giggle. Her hips had swayed a bit in my hand. I fumbled as I wasn't expecting that at all.

After that, I set her hips beside me on the other side of the couch. Without any sort of hesitation, I reached in the box and grabbed the last two parts of Rebecca remaining. I had to make sure I wasn't too rough as I cupped her breasts in my grip and lifted them up. Her nipples rested in my palm as I twisted my wrist around so they would be facing up. I've never seen the back of someone's boob before. It was really interesting. It jiggled softly like any other part of the boob, but there was a slight edge around the back side. As if it weren't a full globe of flesh. It wasn't a hard edge however, but more a soft ring to indicate where the breast rests on the chest.

"And what do you think of those, dude?" She said with a sly smile reaching from cheek to cheek. 

"Well they've always looked huge in your shirt" I replied to her question. "But it's actually kid of shocking how much bigger they look out of your shirt. I mean they're practically flooding in my fingers. Almost struggling to keep them in my hand."

"Tell me about it." She rolled her eyes. "And with how thin I am, imagine how hard it is for me to find a bra to hold those puppies? It's a nice weight off my chest!"

I glared over to her head. "Now if you're going to be doing puns all night, I'm just going to put you back together." 

"Pfft, this is YOUR fantasy, dude. Not like you can hold that over my head!" 

"I think this is becoming a mutual fantasy" I retorted with a smirk on my face.

"I uh.." I was a bit shocked by this. I've never been able to leave Rebecca speechless like this before. She looked up to me and bit her lower lip. I think I was far more correct with that statement than I though. I just shrugged and started to kneed her bare breast in my hands. Rebecca let out a soft purr under her breast. I could feel her nipples poking against the palm of my hand. My own chest was feeling tight from the sight of her actually enjoying this as much as I was. 

"Well, it's mutual." I said while setting her breasts just above from her hips. I reached over and picked up her flustered head and held it face to face with me. "How about we have a little fun tonight?"

Rebecca let out a little squeal of joy as I lowered her head down.


Now we had a fantastic night. Infact, we had a ton of fantastic nights after that evening. But for future reference, Rebecca is still my roommate and is still my best friend. We were happy continuing that tend for a long, long time.