The all new magic eraser! 

Cleans anything and everything! 

Make all that dirt disappear like it was never there! 

You won't remember what it looked like before! 

So easy to clean you won't be able to stop from cleaning everything! 

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      Brittney was a clean freak. She was constantly scrubbing things trying to make them perfect. Her very best friend was a sponge.

      She had just returned from the store after one of her cleaning supply runs.

     "That store had nothing, God, covid has people going mad! I'm lucky I got this." She pulled what looked like a knock off magic eraser out of her single bag. "Might as well try it out."

    Brittney opened the eraser and pulled it out. It wasn't bad for a knock off. It had a grip so that you could hold the sponge without actually touching the sponge.

     She decided to test it on the thing that was bothering her all day. Her shoes. She had scuffed them on the cart she didn't need in the store. She wet the eraser and took off her shoes. Oddly the eraser seemed dry. With that she started scrubbing her shoes. Cleaning with the eraser felt good. She felt like every motion with it gave her energy.

         After a moment she checked her progress. The shoe seemed wrong to her but she couldn't place it. The soles were fine, the laces were neat and tidy, the hole in the front was the same size it had always been. She shrugged it off and moved onto the first shoe.

       Something felt off again. Like she had already started on a shoe. It didn't make much sense though because she only had one of these shoes. She erased the laces first on her shoe, then continued down. She put the shoe on the floor to get a better scrub going. After a couple moments she was wondering why she was about to scrub the floor.

     Using the eraser felt amazing. She decided that she wanted to try it first on the dishes. She got up and pulled some already clean dishes out of the cabinet. She started with a bowl which the eraser made short work of. After that she wanted to first try it on a dish. She repeated her dish erasing until she was wondering why she was reaching into her empty cabinet.

      Using the eraser felt better than sex. Turning the water off she realized that she had splashed on herself a little and went to her bedroom to change. After taking her shirt off and throwing it on the bed she had a thought. "it does say any and all surfaces, maybe I'll try it on some clothing first". 

        She started on her shirt. Then another and another. Not realizing she had already tried it. Soon all of her shirts were gone. Not that she ever owned any. She always thought they were restricting. She was erasing her fifth, first pair of pants when she thought about fancier clothes.

Dress after dress fell to the eraser, and soon her full closet was reduced to a bunch of hangers that she found on her bed. Then she had the idea of washing the hangers. It was strange how she owned so many hangers when she didn't even own anything to put on them.

       She finished off the last hanger and closed her closet that was open for some reason. Brittney returned to what she wanted to do and tried the eraser on some of her clothes for the fiftieth first time. She systematically erased the rest of her pants and shorts moving onto her skirts and then peeled off the skirt she was wearing.

       Once she was down to bras and panties something struck her. She was incredibly wet. Probably because she loved going to the store and constantly being almost naked. She didn't get why they even let her in. She peeled off her soaked panties and erased them.

      It wasn't too long before she erased the last of her bras. Then she moved onto her bed thinking that her objective was to try the eraser on cloth. It was two hours before she exited the room of her apartment that had always been empty to her. She didn't even know why she entered and left the room as clean and empty as the day she moved in.

       Naked, horny and ready to clean, she entered her living room and made short work of the TV and it's stand. The coffee table was next before erasing the couch and the corner lamp. She never liked tv or sitting on couches. She liked sitting and sleeping on the floor naked. It felt more natural, and sexy. She especially loved it at friends' houses and in public. Everyone seeing her naked made her happy and being on the floor told people where she belonged.

     Britt had been masturbating while working for the past 3 hours. In her mind everything needed to be cleaned. After another 2 hours the kitchen was barren of any sign she had ever moved in. She was still considering where she should try this eraser first.

      "Oh.. Mmmm.. I.. I'll clean the… Oh Fuck yeah… The bathroom!" She said lost in pleasure.

      There wasn't much to clean in the bathroom after erasing her makeup and toiletries she was out of things to consider cleaning. She then needed to go to the bathroom. She never used toilet paper but she was a minimalist. She didn't like possessions and was obsessed about lowering her waste. She was about to wipe when the perfect thing to clean struck her.

     "Of course! I bought this to use on myself.!"

    She wiped the eraser across her asshole, closing it up and completely changing her biology. She was a freak of science. Unlike other people she was sealed up on her back side. She knew this and was so turned on and proud that she refused to cover her body.

      The full contact between skin and eraser was too much. She fell forward off the toilet and dropped the eraser to the floor where it sat grip side down. She recomposed herself slowly and used the toilet to steady herself as she stood. After flushing she looked for the eraser. It felt like she needed to touch it. Had to. She found it and grabbed it to be met with a shock of pleasure as her fingers and half her hand were removed from existence.

     Plunging her abbreviated hand into her pussy, she decided it was time for a bath.

She stayed on her knees, turned on the water and shoved what was left of her fingers deep in herself. As the water rose she felt hornier and hornier. She hadn't realized her foot had been rubbing and touching the eraser. Soon she realized that her leg stump was rubbing up against something that felt really good touching her leg. She turned to pick up her new bath sponge. She was excited to use it. The water rose to an appropriate level and it was finally time to soak her sexy toy body in the tub. She loved her body. Every part of it. That's why she bought the bath sponge, because it felt so good to touch. Especially to the end of her leg. She loved having such a short leg. It made it so easy to wash.

         She rubbed the eraser on the end of her leg moaning and relishing the deep pleasure it caused. After a minute or so she decided that she should get into the bath and clean the small bit of thigh in there.

         She got in the tub using the remaining amount of her hand and arm while clutching the eraser in the other. She started cleaning her thigh. It felt so good to touch and scrub, soon she was going to be clean.

        Realizing her but cheek wasnt the best place to start, she decided that her only leg was the perfect candidate to be cleaned by the eraser first. She started at her foot. She loved her singular naked leg. It felt good to always be at a disadvantage. Her only problem with it was how long it was. Even if it never had a foot where it ended, mid calf seemed so far away. A bit hard to clean but she could reach it. She was just glad her leg wasn't long enough to have a knee. Where it ended now even seemed like too much. She liked the idea of being touched mid thigh by boys or whoever wanted to touch her. It was too bad she was born totally legless..

         She wondered where she should start scrubbing with this new heavenly sponge. She had idly erased almost up to her elbow before realizing she had been stroking the sponge. She couldn't help it. It felt too good to touch. She needed more. And why not start with her small stubby arm. She continued to erase the remaining bits of her limb. Once she got to her elbow she thought about how weird her marvelous body was. So small and compact, being born with only one limb..

..She scratched the side of her head..

.. and one ear.

          She then remembered what her mother used to say to her. So she washed behind her only ear. She was now plunged into silence. Now she should focus on her arm so that she didn't have to wash it later.

          She flipped the eraser over and put it on the side of the tub. Then slowly she scrubbed the tips of her fingers against it. Then her hand. She continued this until she couldn't reach it anymore. Honestly how was a girl with no limbs or ears expected to do anything without an owner!

          The door to the bathroom opened and a tall fit man walked in and picked up the sponge. Owner was there to help finish her off!

       He started to smooth out her shoulder. Then once that was all gone he looked into the eyes of the helpless toy and began erasing her hair. Then scalp. Seconds later she was now deaf, blind and mute as he erased her head down to the neck and continued. The toy was so happy to have an owner that knew exactly what she wanted. He caressed her large tits with the sponge sending huge waves of pleasure to her brain, which was now located next to her vagina. The magic continued to rearrange its body.

      Slowly she became little more than hips and a tummy which was soon erased by her new owner. Not that she knew anything was weird. Everything seemed perfectly normal. When she was born as a simple pair of hips this man bought her off of its parents. Maybe she was manufactured. It was having a hard time remembering as it got smaller, the man erasing more and more. It felt good to just let the man erase everything.

"erase? Wait, why do I feel so small? What the hell is happening?!" Brittany thought to herself in a panic suddenly coming to the realization that she used to be more than a vagina butt cheek and asshole. This man was erasing her and she was almost gone. Suddenly pleasure ripped through her existence. The man was erasing more. She didn't want to be.. Mmmm.. Smaller.. She.. Didn't… the erasing.. Feel good. The voice of resistance fizzled from its shouts to a mear murmur in seconds as the once full human woman was reduced to little more than a perfect fuck hole. It's mind, lost in bliss as it's only feeling came from the nerves around the vagina. The brain it had was only able to feel pleasure. Only getting sustenance from men's cum. The living fuck hole was horny, happy and ready to be boxed and sold.