Lindsey stretched out in one of the common areas of the Play Box. She pulled on her arms, then her legs, making sure that they were all limber and well toned, ready for the evening ahead. While she would normally do this at home, she enjoyed having people watching her, knowing that she was offering as well as taking offers.

To her disappointment, she got nothing, so instead she went looking, strolling along the comfortable floors in her bare feet. Picking a random door, she slipped through and found a small group already in there. There was nothing indicating that this was private, so she didn't bother asking permission to come in.

"Hey," she said tapping a woman on the shoulder. The person she addressed was Asian, with straight black hair, and a sheer red dress emblazoned with dragons. "What's going on?"

"Oh, hello," the woman turned and greeted her with a smile. "We're just playing a game. Win, and you get a perk. Lose, and you lose something of yours."

"How lost?" Lindsey asked.

"Vanished," the woman replied. "Never to be seen again! She held up her shoulder, and Lindsey could now see that she had no arms, the shoulders finely in line with her body as though she had never had them in the first place. "The goal is to either play as long as you want, or until you're satisfied."

"I like this game," Lindsey agreed. "How do I play?"

"Just head on up to the front, darling," the woman said, nodding at the highest density of crowds. "Step inside, and gamble!"

"I think I'll do that," Lindsey confirmed. "But not before this," she said as she took advantage of the woman's armless state to squeeze her tits. "Nice!"

"Thanks!" the woman didn't mind that at all. "I'd return the favour, but as you can see..."

"Well," Lindsey pointed out as she put her hands on the woman's hips, "you could always get to your knees."

"Honey," the woman smiled. "I don't have any legs!"

Lindsey looked down to see for herself, and indeed, the woman was just floating there, her dress disguising her lack of lower limbs from casual view! "Wow!" she admired the fact that she was floating so naturally. "That's amazing!"

"I know, right!"

"This, I gotta do now!" Lindsey abandoned the limbless woman and made her way to the people who were watching the events unfold. She didn't have much luck, given the tightness of the crowd. But she slowly worked her way forward, excusing herself, slipping past people in a moment of their inattention, or causing said distraction with her body.

She got to the front in time to see a man get out of the device, having lost both legs, but still floating in mid air like he walked. "Hey!" he said, "look at me!"

Lindsey did, and she really appreciated the view.

"Who is next?" an intact man in a nice suit said from beside the device, and Lindsey didn't bother with raising her hand like others, she just stepped up.

"Me," she announced.

"Well, young lady, step in!" the man said, gesturing for Lindsey to do just that. The Device in question was a container in the shape of a person, standing arms and legs to their sides. It had a small frame over the front, visibly marking lines along the legs, hips, shoulders, and neck. Lindsey turned around and stepped in, allowing the frame to close over her, hiding nothing from the audience. "I see you are quite eager," the man said.

"The joys of youth," Lindsey agreed.

"So, pick a limb," the man said, holding out a coin. "Heads, you keep it. Tails, you lose it. If you wager something that you've lost, then if you win you get it or someone else's back. If you lose even that, I get to pick what goes away."

"Done! Left Leg!"

The man flipped the coin, and it came down in his hand. "Tails!" he announced, and leaned down to close up the frame over her leg. She looked down, and saw that a while sheet was now over her leg, then when it rolled back, the leg was gone!

She didn't feel it though, as her sense of balance was undisturbed. She tried to flex the leg, but nothing happened - obviously. Her leg was just ... gone. "Nice! Right leg!"

The man flipped his coin again. "Tails!"

And again, her leg vanished, leaving her floating in the middle of the box. "You want to keep going?" the master of the stage asked her. "There's no shame in leaving like this."

"Pft," Lindsey huffed. Just for that, I'll bet my right and left arms at the same time!"

"I like that!" the man laughed his approval. He flipped the coin high into the air, leaving it floating in everyone's vision for a moment before catching it in the palm of his hand. He held it up for Lindsey to see. "Tails again! One in eight chance of happening!" He gave out the math as he covered her arms, then rolled back the paper covering to show that she had lost them too!

"Ah, that's enough for you, I think," the man said as he held out an arm to pluck her from the box she was in. "Quick and dirty."

"I want one more go," Lindsey asked, staring him in the eye. "If I lose, you vanish my head and I become your personal sex toy, or the toy of someone else who wants a piece of me."

"And if you win?" the man stopped, curious as to this request.

"If I win," she announced. "As before, except I will be aware of what's happening to my body."

"Who wants me to take that gamble?" the man loudly asked the audience. "Who here will take this woman up on her offer of unlimited use of her body," he squeezed a tit with one hand, "I have other plans, I must admit, so I cannot take this woman up on her offer?"

"I will!" a male said from the audience.

"Excellent!" the man agreed. He held the coin up to Lindsey to check, and then flipped it into the air. "Ready?"

"Yes!" Lindsey agreed, watching the coin flip end over end. She watched it land in his palm, but didn't see the result. Instead, the man lowered the white sheet over her head and.

*  *  *

Lindsey blinked, standing in the change room. She knew that she had... yeah, done something. But her evening was done, and it was time to go home. It didn't really matter, though she had a kink in her back from whatever it was she was doing. Weird, how she couldn't place her finger on what it was. All she remembered was really getting into something, then losing control of herself in the process.

She shrugged, putting on her shirt and skirt. It wasn't like there were any consequences, so...

Lindsey stopped and stared. There was a message written on her stomach.

Reading it backwards in the mirror, she said it aloud because it was just unbelievable. "Female, Caucasian, 19-20. Wear for One Orgasm/Five minutes - talk to ... some name." This was followed by tick marks. Several tickmarks. Lots of them.

"Well," she rubbed the marks off, "at least someone had some fun. I just wish I could have felt all that." She stopped, her eyes on the clock. "Well," she frowned. "I do have some time still." She turned back to the entrance to the Play Box. "I wonder what else I can make vanish? And who can I get to have some fun with that?"