Sara has been telling me about this place for quite a while - Even begging me to come with her...
The place was called the MantaRay, quite a strange name for a disco, isn't it? Anyway, it was one of their special nights Sara always told me about, but I weren't going to know the topic of the night until we arrived there.

"Feetless night? - Every girl leaving their feet at the front door is going to get their drinks for free...? Sara, how is this even going to work?!"
"No worries about that, honey." the girl at the front door said, "Just look at me and you'll see." She pointed at her feetless legs and I was shocked for a short moment.
"W-w-wait. You were born without feet or lost them in an accident, didn't you?" I was getting even more nervous, when the person at the front door even started to smile. "No, dear, there in here." She bowed down and picked up a box with the number "0001" on it, holding it in front of me shortly afterwards.
"W-what?" I stummered and looked towards Sara who was seeingly eager to do the same.
The girl laughed, "Your friend doesn't seem to be as shocked as you are, want to go first?"

Sara didn't even say a word - or nodded for that matter, she just took a step closer.
"Just stand in there honey and we will assign you a number." Sara did as she was told and put her feet into the box which looked the same as the box number "0001".
The girl at the front door looked at the box, "Hmmm... number 100, huh? Let me get the key." She turned around and I looked at Sara, while I was shuddering from the inside.
Why wasn't she afraid? Was she out of her mind? I wasn't even able to get a word out of myself until I saw what would happen...

The girl came back with a key in her hand and looked at Sara, who was standing in her box, smiling broadly. "You seem really ready, hm?" she laughed.
She pressed the key and you heard a clicking noise, suddenly Sara shuddered and left out a very familiar moan. I looked down at the box and where the hole for Sara's feet has been, two metal blades took place. Did... did she just cut off Sara's feet?
"You can come off the box now, honey." Sara stepped down and much to my surprise her feet have been cut off, but she wasn't bleeding or anything.
"Sara... your feet..." I said quietly, but the front door girl interrupted not noticing me speaking. "Drinks are for free now, don't forget to pick your feet up when you leave or we may sell or use them!" Sara picks up the keys from her and smiled at me. "Your turn." was everything she said, smiling at me.

The girl grabbed behind her and put down box number "0101" right in front of me.
Was I really going to do this? Was everyone here in their right mind? Was I right in my mind?

I stepped into the box, closing my eyes, waiting for the possible horror to come.
"Wait, let me get the key." Blood was rushing through my ears, I bearly heard her, not even the talking she did to Sara.
All of the sudden I feel a cold rushing through just above my ankles followed by a loud clicking noise. Shivers travelled up my legs, up my hips all over the body and I let out a loud moan.
A few moments later I realised what happened and my eyes opened widely.
They both laughed, "No worries, just don't forget to pick them up again, when you leave!" She handed me the keys and I slowly stepped off the box and tripped as I expected to touch the ground with my feet... that weren't there anymore.
I didn't even feel them anymore, while Sara already grabbed my hand and pulled me inside the disco.
Still, I wasn't abled to hear much - From afar I heard someone say, "Mia.... Mia..." and a hand waved infron of my eyes.
Sara broke my shock-induced trance.
"Mia, let's go dance!"
Slowly walking from my trance, I want together with her onto the dance floor.

Walking without feet is weird. It feels like you are stomping the ground every step you do, aside from being much smaller as well. Dancing was even harder to do and we stumbled alot, but it was... fun. As the time went on, I slowly forgot what happened at the front door, it seemed perfectly normal, every girl in here had their feet cut off. Even some guys, too.

After almost an hour of dancing we went to the bar and I drank a few cocktails, Sara promised to drive us home, so she didn't drink any alcohol. We even cuddled a bit.

Yes, I love her and I should have listened to her earlier...

It felt like just a few minutes have passed but soon it was already far past midnight. I think I drank a few cocktails too many, because things were getting blurry, but I felt as good as never before. Sara held my hand, I held hers... I think I slipped off with my mind.

The next moment I was sitting in our car and Sara was driving us home, but soon I dozed off again.

I woke up in our bed, not remembering what has happened after we came home, but it didn't matter as I saw Sara sleeping in my arms. A sudden realisation came across my mind and I pulled the blanket away - our feet were still missing.
Carefully I woke Sara, "Sara... Sara..." She still had her eyes closed, "Hm?" Strangely though I was completely calm, "You know our feet are missing, honey?"
She just nodded, "I planned to leave mine there and as I asked you yesterday, you didn't seem to mind, to go without them."

I cuddled her close and started to smile. She was right though, with her, I don't mind to lose my feet.

"You know, driving without feet is a pain though."