Kairi wriggled. It was the only movement available to her and was a few scant millimeters at best. She had had another customer as she liked to call them. Time had lost all meaning. She knew she had been in the infernal box for a long time. Days for sure, weeks maybe. Months wasn't impossible. But she had no real way of telling. Trapped in her dark cocoon her only contact with the outside world was her pussy. And it was getting a lot of contact. Time after time she was visited and used. By whom she had no idea. How it worked she had no idea. But her visitors were multiple. Sometimes there was barely a gap between them. Other times there was an interminable period of inactivity when all she craved was her next contact. 

Her mind drifted to the point she starting to fear for her own sanity. Where was she? What did it look like from the outside? A box with a hole on a table? She never got the sensation of being moved. Had she been abandoned ? Sold ? Had Sven gone back on their deal ? Would she ever be let free again, let alone see her money. For a while she tried to keep count of the number of times she had been used. But that hadn't lasted long. Now she wasn't sure she wanted to know any more. 

Beth walked into the changing room at the company's gym. Sven wanted his toy back it seemed. 

"Cover up boys" she laughed as people scrambled for towels. She strode across the common area looking powerful in her sharp suit, pausing at the far end. She unclipped a ceramic tile near the toilets and then another and another which had a small plastic rimmed hole in it then a couple more. Finally she pulled out the wooden box set in the wall. It was light bearing in mind it contained a living person, of sorts. " Next time he should turn the bitch into a urinal.." she muttered under her breath.

Kairi cried as she felt the box open. She wasn't sure if she was relieved, frightened or scared. Or worse of all disappointed. She was lifted out of the box and set on a table.

"Keep your eyes closed" a female voice warned as her blindfold and gag were removed.  "After 5 weeks with no light it will hurt if you go to quick".

Five weeks. Kairi reeled. Could it be true? She wish she could ask what had happened to her, where she had been. But that was hopeless even though her gag was being removed. She blinked in the dim light opening and closing her eyes quickly. The room she was in had been shaded by blinds and was empty bar a table with a cardboard box on it and Sven's PA, Beth. Usually dressed in smart business attire this was the first time Kairi had seen Beth in casual clothes, the jeans and tee shirt suited her slim figure.

"As you are getting closer to the end of your time in the deal Sven thought you might like to help out around the office a little. " 

Kairi blinked in surprise. Coming to the end  ? How long ? Was she going to make it? Was Sven honest after all ? And how on earth could she help out, would she be restored?  She was lifted easily out of the box and onto the floor, face down. Beth seemed to be following a page of instructions. She looked at the page and then the box then nodded to herself. Kairi watched helplessly resigned to another change. 

Beth took a short metal pole and after examining it for a few moments lined it up at Kairi's sideat the base of her truncated torso where her legs used to begin. She paused for a second then shoved. Kairi gasped with pain as the pole pressed into her then shivered with a wave of pleasure that was so so good after all this time. She panted again as the pole exited out the other side. Beth took another pole out of the box. As she examined it Kairi could see this one was hollow, a pipe actually, and a bit longer. Beth bent down and lined up the tube with Kairi's mouth. Kairi opened wide without really thinking. She was rewarding with the unreal sensation of the metal pipe scraping down her throat and then through her body. Finally, inevitably, it emerged from between where her legs used to be. She was breathing hard. After weeks of being nothing but a pussy the sensations of magic taking a grip of her were beyond wonderful. 

With her head forced straight ahead by the pipe impaling her Kairi had lost just about the only free movement available to her, so it was even harder to follow what happened next. She was flipped onto her back. Beth finally removed the nipple clamps that had been in place for weeks. It was agony. Kairi blinked tears from her eyes as Beth replaced the clamps with heavy metal bars shoved each tender nipple. As Kairi struggled to recover from the onslaught she struggled to understand what was happening next. Beth locked a heavy metal collar around her neck and clipped what looked like a small wheel to the front of it. She then bolted a dinner plate sized pad to each of the bars in her nipples before flipping Kairi back on her belly. 

With a playful grin Beth showed Kairi another pair of wheels. A little larger. Kairi could feel them being attached to the pole sticking out of her thighs lifting her belly off the floor. There were some more bits connected at the back and Kairi could feel their weight but otherwise had no idea what had befallen her this time. 



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"Oh my god.." 

Kairi blushed furiously as she recognised the girl from HR coming out of the elevator to Sven's top floor office. She winced as she passed her unable to look back, react, reassure, anything much. Then she caught another glimpse of herself in the mirror at the end of the hallway.  She could still not help but stare, despite days of this. Days of being reduced to a living floor cleaner! A fitting had been clipped to the tube at her mouth to which the vacuum cleaner head was attached. The dirt went right through her in the tube and out the other side to a bag mounted on the handle which was secured to the same bar as the wheels at her thigh stumps. As she was pushed along the dusters on her poor abused nipples polished behind the vacuum. They dragged painfully especially if the floor was damp. 

For the best part of each day one of the janitors pushed her up and down the top floor of Svens offices. The vibration of the motor out back and the movement of the pipe was a source of constant stimulation. Seeing former colleagues looking at what she had allowed herself to become was something else. Each day concluded with her being left in a small smelly closet with the rest of the cleaning gear. Left to wonder what else she could be expected to endure for her million dollars.