“I had to dig around a little to get it out”, Alice said and wriggled what was left of her arms ostentatiously. “This isn’t very handy.”

Jack rolled his eyes at her pun, but he couldn’t help but join in with her giggling. “Let me just fix that quickly”, he said and began to take Alice’s other clothes out of the drawer to fold them properly again.

“Thanks”, Alice said, “sorry I can’t lend you a hand.”

“Is this just going to be you making bad puns non-stop?”

“Hey!!”, Alice exclaimed in mock offence. “What do you mean ‘bad puns’? I’ll have you know that I only do first rate puns. On the other stump, I wouldn’t expect an amateur like you to… did you just lob a sock at me?” Alice asked in feigned outrage.



“Two, actually”, Jack shot back, causing Alice to burst into a fit of laughter, which only intensified when she realised that the second sock was now resting on her shoulder. She instinctively attempted to reach it with her hands but was once again reminded that those were not available to her right now.

“Jaaaack?” She asked in the most annoying tone available to her, raising her shortened limbs.

“Oh my useless little…come here”, he laughed and removed the sock for Alice.

“Good man”, she purred. “Are you about done now?”

“Almost”, Jack said as he put the socks he had thrown at Alice back into the drawer and closed it. “Now I am.”



“Well, close the bedroom door and he blinds and come here then”, Alice said, seductively making eye contact and strolling towards the bed, while Jack did as he was told.

At the bed, she encountered a bit of a problem, seeing as she couldn’t exactly pull back the sheets using her hands. She clumsily pulled back the sheets using her arms before slipping in. Now however she realised she couldn’t reach the sheets she had just pulled back. She looked at Jack for help and noticed his pants tent with some satisfaction.

Jack noticed Alice's predicament and sauntered over with exaggerated patience. He reached down to gently tuck the covers around her shoulders.

"Comfortable now, princess?" Jack asked, raising an eyebrow teasingly.

"Very much so, Jackieboy," Alice purred, "Now come here."

Jack wasted no time slipping into bed beside her, pulling her into an embrace. His fingers traced slow circles across her shoulders and down the stumps on her sides, causing Alice to let out an appreciative sigh. The absence of her arms meant she couldn't really reciprocate the gesture barring a few rather pointless wiggles with her stumps, but the warm vulnerability was intoxicating to them both.

"You know, this whole armless thing definitely has its perks”, Alice murmured playfully, leaning in closer.

Jack laughed softly, pulling her into a gentle kiss. It started slow, careful, but soon grew more passionate, more exploratory. Alice was excited by the rawness of the moment, intensified by her vulnerability. Without her hands, she couldn’t guide him, touch him, or control the pace. It heightened every sensation, made her pulse quicken and her breathing uneven. She wanted to touch him, to sling her arm around his neck and stroke his back and his cheek, and the fact that she couldn’t frustrated and excited her at the same time. Even so, she clumsily used her stumps to caress his face as best as possible.

Eventually Jack broke the embrace and grabbed Alice’s top. He hesitated and made eye contact with Alice inquisitively. This simple gesture, this hesitation to ensure consent was enough for Alice to melt into Jack’s arms. She quickly nodded and followed it with a whispered “quick” to encourage him further. Jack quickly freed Alice of the PJs he had just helped her put on a few minutes earlier and began exploring Alice’s altered form, which was now in plain sight for him.

Suddenly Alice sat up, determined to take charge again. She used her stumps to push Jack backwards until he was the one laying on the bed. She began lifting his shirt with her stumps. Jack got the hint and quickly slipped out of his shirt and pants. He was about to also pull down his boxers when Alice placed a stump on his hand.

“Don’t”, she just said assertively. She pushed him back down again and stroked his form using her abbreviated arms. She tried using her stumps to remove his boxers, but that made frustratingly little progress. After a few unsuccessful attempts she decided to use her teeth and finally managed to slip his boxers off, exposing his rock-hard member. She grinned proudly before she bent down again. She began stroking his dick using her stumps and was proud when she felt a tremor going through Jack’s body. After a few strokes she bent forward and took it in her mouth. She began sucking and thrusting motions, ever so careful so as to not injure him with her teeth. Jack began to moan as she clumsily fondled his balls while sucking. Usually she would take breaks occasionally, switching to using her hand to give Jack a change of sensation, but she couldn’t do that right now. Nonetheless she tried using both stumps, but she could tell that while Jack was incredibly aroused, this just didn’t do it for him. Then she had an idea. “Jack, could you give me a bit more arm? Just a little, so I can better grab stuff?”

“Hang on, let’s see”, he said, visibly intrigued and aroused that something like that could even be a question, something to discuss. He rolled over and grabbed his phone from the nightstand.

Moments later Alice felt a warm tingle, then watched as her left arm extended smoothly from its shortened stump, regrowing the elbow before suddenly stopping again, now ending a few centimetres below the newly regained joint. She flexed her newly-formed elbow with a contented sigh.

"That's better. Now come here."

Alice eagerly hooked her elbow around Jack's neck, pulling him into another deep kiss. Having even partial use of one arm dramatically improved her confidence in her ability to grip, and her movements became more enthusiastic. Their bodies pressed close together, warmth building between them, every touch amplified by Alice's lingering sense of vulnerability. She relished in the sensations her body provided her with, tried to feel what it was capable of, but also what it couldn’t do anymore.

She broke the embrace and used her longer arm to push Jack back into a horizontal position before direction her attention towards his member again. She used her elbow to clumsily grip it and started moving her stump up and down again awkwardly. This worked better, and soon she fell into a rhythm of switching between using her below elbow stump and her mouth.

It didn’t take long until she felt that Jack was getting close, so she sat up and climbed on top of him. She encountered her next problem when she instinctively reached down to guide Jack in but quickly realised that neither of her arm stumps was long enough. Alice was hit by a wave of embarrassment, but behind that strong emotion was something else. Exhilaration? Alice revelled in it. This was exciting. This felt wrong. It felt illegal. It was new and unusual and exciting. It felt right.

Jack, noticing her predicament, used his hands to position himself correctly, and soon they were ready to keep going. Their breathing grew heavy, mingling in the quiet bedroom as they moved together, reaching the peak of their passion slowly, gently, and completely.

After they both climaxed Alice collapsed on top of Jack. They kissed and Alice snuggled up to him. Lying beside Jack, Alice felt secure yet slightly unsettled. Her body felt strange, the partial restoration reminding her vividly of her vulnerability. Jack seemed to sense her subtle shift in mood.

"Alright?" he murmured softly, stroking her shoulder.

"Yeah," Alice replied thoughtfully, "just…thinking. Sometimes it feels so natural, but being completely armless would still scare me a bit, I think. Or being completely limbless."

Jack gave her a reassuring squeeze. "We don’t ever have to go that far if you don’t want to. It’s always your choice, remember?"

She turned to face him fully, seriousness in her eyes. "I know, and that's why I'm even considering it. I trust you. Completely."

Jack smiled tenderly, leaning forward to kiss her forehead. There they lay in bed for quite a while. Alice noticed how she was getting sleepy and stirred, so as to make Jack aware.

“Ready to get your arms back?” He asked.

“Still no, I want to stay like this until tomorrow. In fact, can you take away the elbow again? I don’t need it anymore.”

“As you wish”, Jack grinned and tapped on his phone again. Alice’s left arm shortened again until it matched her right one.

“Let’s take a quick shower and get ready for bed. We can play with the app tomorrow some more”, Alice suggested. She got up and Jack followed to help her lather up and brush her teeth.

Light poured through the blinds and hit Alice’s face. She stirred and drowsily opened her eyes. Something felt off. She stretched and tried to pull back her blanket, but only felt her arms rub over the fabric. She opened her eyes, and her heart skipped a beat as she saw her two arm stumps. Before she could panic, she remembered. ‘Right’, she thought. ‘That happened.’ She calmed down again as she inspected her abbreviated limbs. Then she slipped out of bed and walked into the living room.

"Morning! Aren’t you missing something?” Jack teased.

Alice rolled her eyes. "Charming as always.” She grinned and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “What’s for breakfast?”

“What do you want? I can make you a toast or I could feed you cereals.”

“How about I try making and eating cereals myself?”

“Like this? This is definitely going to end with me cleaning up after you, isn’t it?”

“Pfff”, Alice made, feigning offence. She noticed that she used her stabby arm stumps to gesture accordingly. ‘Weird how quickly that goes’, she thought. “I’ll have you know that I fully plan to make you clean up in front of me as well”, she announced. Jack grinned.

Two minutes later Alice clumsily held the box with cereals between her stumps and poured some into a bowl, carefully trying to make sure she didn’t spill too much. She managed to not spill any at all. Even so, she had Jack carry the bowl to the sink before she poured milk from the jug. A wise move it turned out, because unlike with the dry cereals she managed to make quite a mess of things in the sink.

Over breakfast, they browsed online together, curious about developments in the Atomizer prototype programme. Alice suddenly sat up with excitement.

"Jack! Look!! They’re trialling mini portable emitters now!"

Jack leaned over, intrigued. "Remote reductions on the go, huh?"

Alice nodded eagerly. " It says here that they are about the size of an AirTag. Think about the possibilities! We have to get one immediately!"

Jack laughed at her enthusiasm. "Way ahead of you. I signed us up for the trial weeks ago. They should be arriving today, Monday at the latest."

After breakfast, Alice had Jeck help her get dressed. They were in no hurry to get it done however and Alice spent the most of Saturday morning walking around in underwear.

Eventually she had Jack restore her arms so that she could have some dexterity for a while.

That same afternoon, the small emitters arrived, sleek and unobtrusive. Jack quickly linked them to their main device and tested them carefully, first removing a finger from Alice's hand while she was distracted with a magazine, laughing at her startled reaction.

"You cheeky sod!" she exclaimed, holding up her hand with amused frustration as Jack broke into a fit of laughter. She examined her hand. Her index finger was nowhere to be seen. There was no nub and her fingers and palm had been pushed together so as to compensate for the missing digit. It was as though her right hand had never had an index finger. Of course, Alice still remembered having an index finger on her right hand, and so did her muscles, and so she quickly found out just how much missing something even as small as her index finger affected her.

“How about we get some other tools, like crutches and a wheelchair? You know, so we can play with this thing to the full extent?”

“That…is an awesome idea”, Jack said. “Want to experiment some more this weekend?”

“Absolutely, but only arms. Let’s take it slow. Can you do my left one below the elbow?”

“Sure I can. Want your finger back first?”

“Nah, I want to get used to this first. Can you do the left arm where you had it restored to yesterday?”

“Certainly”, Jack said and seconds later Alice’s left arm tingled again and her forearm and hand vanished until the arm ended just below the elbow again.

“Thanks”, Alice said and directed her attention towards the magazine again.

Jack went on the internet again and started looking for tools. A shower chair, a wheelchair, crutches… He found cheap solutions for all these items. Some, like the wheelchair, had to be picked up, the crutches and the shower chair would arrive by post some time next week.

“Alice, look, they even offer prostheses for limbs you removed with the atomizer. You scan the stump, enter some other data, and they build a prosthetic limb for you. You then go to one of their stores for a proper fitting.”

“That’s so cool”, Alice exclaimed. “But does that mean that you have to be missing a limb for weeks or even months while they build and fit it?”

“Um…maybe? But you can also save presets on the app and their other devices, so in theory we should be able to save a preset, take a scan, then restore you while they build the prosthesis and restore the stump when the prosthesis is ready.

“That sounds much better”, Alice said. “I would also do it if it meant I had to be missing a limb for a while, but…maybe not when I have to work.”

“I’ll see whether we can get a discount if we do it as part of the trial.”

“Sounds good.” Alice grinned.

Later, while Jack left to pick up the wheelchair, Alice eagerly experimented alone. Removing her left arm completely, she navigated the household chores with determined resourcefulness, laughing at herself as she struggled to open cupboards and tidy the kitchen. Each small success brought a surprising thrill, and Alice grew increasingly confident.

Jack returned to find her happily perched on the sofa, triumphantly sipping tea she'd somehow prepared.

"I see you've been busy," he teased warmly.

Alice raised her eyebrow with mock arrogance. "You underestimate my resourcefulness, Mr Doubter."

Jack sat down beside her, genuinely impressed. "Never again. You're amazing, Alice."

Sunday drifted by peacefully, filled with warm companionship, gentle teasing, and comfortable exploration of Alice's various one-armed or armless configurations. She also practiced using the wheelchair with one arm. Jack watched her master the wheelchair with playful enthusiasm, laughing gently as she nearly crashed into furniture repeatedly.

On Monday morning, Alice sighed reluctantly. "I'd better go back to normal, Jack. I can’t exactly explain to work why I'm missing limbs."

Jack nodded understandingly, quickly restoring her fully. As he drove her to work, he winked playfully. "Who knows? I might still surprise you."

Alice laughed nervously, secretly hoping he would.

Later that afternoon, at her desk, Alice's phone buzzed with a message from Jack:

Don't trip!

She gasped softly as her foot tingled, realising half of it was suddenly gone—just the heel left to balance her shoe. Alice giggled quietly, quickly messaging back.

Jack, careful! Can't exactly limp around the office!

Almost immediately, she felt her foot fully restored. She sighed in relief but smiled affectionately at her screen when another message appeared:

Careful, don't drop your phone!

A subtle tingling spread across her hands. Glancing discreetly, Alice realised Jack had vanished her left pointer and ring fingers, and her right middle finger, narrowing the palms subtly to mask the absence. Her heart quickened anxiously—would anyone notice? She looked around the office nervously, quickly realising nobody was paying her any attention.

She flexed her altered hands experimentally beneath her desk, feeling oddly exhilarated. "I can manage this," she whispered quietly, deciding she liked the subtle challenge Jack had created.

Relaxing her shoulders, she carefully typed out a reply, smiling mischievously:

Much better