When my boyfriend brought home the device they had been testing at work, of course I was skeptical. When he removed a finger from my hand, I freaked the fuck out. But as soon as he put it back, I was sold.
We explored various small removals--I guess you would call them amputations. He removed one of my hands. It was such a trip feeling how the various muscles moved to account for the missing parts. I could still mentally control my hand, but since it wasn’t actually at the end of my arm, all that would actually happen were small twitches. I was truly amazed, and honestly turned on by the possibilities, but I still had to pack for my business trip. We tried removing my left foot, but it ended up being too gangly, having an empty leg just sort of...hanging there. So I told him, if you can put them back, then go all out. Take away my legs.
He was worried at first that I would be anxious about putting them back. I told him that every experiment we've done so far has been reversible, so why wouldn’t this? I am okay with anything as long as we can go back.
It was a real trip to realize that there was no difference between me standing and sitting. He explained that the way bones are organized, that without legs, you basically are standing, even though your pelvis is on the ground.
He really did go all the way too. I had no bones left where my legs used to be and what was left over was perfectly smooth skin that stretched all the way from my thick ass around to the front of my hips.
I got excited and tried to stand up to run to the mirror and check myself out. Unfortunately (or pleasurably?) my intentions were dashed when my complete absence of legs, no feet, knees, or even anything resembling thighs were left attached to my pelvis and all that happened was my glutes contracted in an attempt to stand up. Well, that’s not all that happened. I also fell face first off the chair in the kitchen where we had been running our experiments. I caught myself with my arms. We had a little laugh that thankfully I had to pack and kept them attached. We joked about how I was now a disabled cripple. The thought made adrenaline rush through me.
After getting my bearings again, which was next to impossible considering I was now only half of what I used to be: My hips lay on flat ground. Like kissing a glass window, my ass was pressed perfectly flat against the floor tile. So much was missing that my pussy and tail bone even added some downward pressure to helping me stay upright.
I had to use my arms to stay upright considering I had no thighs or bone at all to help keep my balance. I practiced for a few seconds trying to balance on my empty hips using just my core muscles. Being a gymnast as a teenager, I was soon able to balance. It felt so weird. Although I was staying put, the slight movements of the core muscles in my torso would slightly roll my pussy and clit against the floor. I described my peculiar situation to my boyfriend and was pleased to see the tent in his pants. I joked that I was at just the right height to pleasure him!
Slowly I tried lifting one side of my hips and more or less lurching it forward, then doing the same on the other side. Again so many of my abdominals and obliques were burning from this new necessity of mine. There was nothing I could do however--I had no legs right now and I would have to make do.
My boyfriend decided to take his pants off as he continued to watch me make my way to the bedroom mirror. Being by ourselves with nothing to do for the rest of the day, that was perfectly acceptable to me. What surprised me however was just how long and hard his cock had become, I commented that I don’t think I’ve ever seen it so hard! I asked him if he liked me like this, without any legs, and he replied yes. I slyly asked if he preferred me this way, but he didn't respond, except to grab his cock and slowly begin stroking. My pussy started getting wet and soaking my panties that were sandwiched between my hips and the floor. Using my arms I eased myself into a lying position and pulled them off. With no thighs in the way, they almost fell off on their own!
My boyfriend wanted to pick me up and take me straight to bed but I insisted he let me see myself in the bedroom mirror before doing so. I propped myself up again and noticed just how much my core muscles burnt. I guess Ill need some more exercise before I can waddle like I had been doing. Maybe in a couple weeks I will be strong enough to waddle without issue. My pussy almost gushed just at the thought of being like this, struggling to do some of the simplest things, for a full two weeks.
I pushed my palms into the ground and lifted. The last part of my body to leave the ground was my butt cheeks as they peeled away from my juices that saturated my curves and folds between me and the flat tile floor.
I cautiously swung my torso between my arms and finally lurched my hips forward about a foot (a foot haha). I used my arms to help me twist and slide to look behind myself, witnessing the puddle I left behind. A couple drops of my own fluid fell on the floor while I was moving too. My boyfriend gingerly dipped his finger into the fluid and licked it off the tip of his finger. He said it tasted extra delicious without legs. If I still had legs, they would have buckled.
Quickly, I turned around and hand-walked to the mirror as fast as I could to get my task over with so we could explore further. Adrenaline rushed through my body as the moment came that I would see my legless body for the first time.
What hit first was just how short I was. I must have just been crawling, my brain told me, but it was certainly confused by the lack of anything extending from my hips. My public hair curved under and disappeared beneath my legless hips. I used my arms to help me push my hips forward and back, watching the flesh alternate between getting bunched up in front of my body, and stretching out as the friction of the floor pulled it farther under my hips.
I turned to my side and balanced using my core muscles. My stomach was flat and the line it made reached all the way to the ground with only a slight curve. My ass gently curved outward into a thick base, that I was thankful for. If it weren’t for the large amount of flesh that my ass afforded me, I wouldn’t have been able to lean back on it a little, affording a bit of balance while I wasn’t using my arms to stay upright.
It was tough to wrap my mind around what exactly I was looking at. Everything about me seemed normal, except that I seemed to be sunken up to my hips into the floor. From that perspective I felt perfectly normal. I could even feel my legs that I was so familiar with just five minutes ago. My arms were too long to be able to hang down my sides. As I balanced in place my hand rested naturally in front of me, ever so slightly helping me to keep balance.
I turned my body back around to the front without fully lifting myself off the ground. The bottoms of my ass cheeks rubbed against the soft carpet, a blatant reminder that I had no legs to help me maneuver.
Again I saw myself from the front and saw my pubic hair hard against the floor. I pushed down once more and lifted myself as high as I could possibly go. My shoulders pushed down hard, lifting my completely legless torso about three inches off the ground. My ass cheeks hung down a bit, eliminating about an inch of that gap. Still trying to see how far I could lift myself, I curled my torso, lifting my hips and tilting them upwards. I could see clearly my unframed labia, completely unprotected and glossy with my fluid. Small bits of fiber from the carpet stuck to my empty hips and lips. I gained an extra inch.
Letting myself down I leaned back keeping my hips tilted upwards. Brushing gingerly with my hand, I wiped off what I could of the carpet fibers and small bits of dust from my bottom.
I was in love with my new body and could only think about the possibilities of using it to live my life from now on. I envisioned a brand new life for myself. One where I was constantly challenged. Where I could not...did not...chose not to...ever walk again.
“I’m your little disabled cripple, baby,” I cautiously commented, hoping those words that turned me on so much would make him feel the same way.
“You certainly are. The sexiest one at that.” his cock seemed even harder now.
“Do you like me this way?” I looked up with him with probably the most pitiful look. I batted my glossy eyes.
“You are stunning! I didn’t know I would be so turned on by seeing you as a...legless disabled cripple…” he sounded cautious too.
I leaned back, showing him my pussy. More fibers were stuck to my hips again. “Maybe I should call in sick? Cancel my plans? I could stay like this all week--maybe more?”
His dick twitched. I hand walked as sexily as I knew how and reached up, grasping his throbbing cock. Caressing gently I said, “Take me to bed and we can talk about some other changes I want to make.”