It turned out that for the last few weeks, Alina had been in correspondence with a girl from England who had a servant of her own.

"Mmmnnuh? I had just been napping for probably two or three hours. Alina must have laid a blanket on top of me, my flaccid cock felt odd against the fabric of the bed, like a limp piece of extra skin, though these sensations caused it to inflate.
"Yeah! Her name's Vienna, kinda weird for a British girl, right?" With some struggle, I managed to sit up, clutching the blanket to my chest with my somewhat pointy arm stumps.
"Uh, okay, this is rather sudden. What's the catch?"
"No catch! She's had a servant for like, a year, and she's willing to pay for our flights!"
"What the hell? How do you even know her?"
"Oh, met her online~"
"Okay, how do you know she's the real deal?"
"Well, we were on webcam and she showed me... Things. She definitely has a servant like we do, and the room behind her looked regal, so I don't think our... My leg is being pulled"
"Ha. Ha." I wiggled my 'leg'. "I'm not sure, besides, 'our' meaning us? Or 'our' meaning us, and Elle and Ona?"
"Well... Just you and me, but there are ways around that." She said with a coy smile. "Oh, and is that a cushion you're covering, or are you just happy to see me?" She's a handful, I tell ya. When you're not used to having a penis, you're going to have boner almost constantly because of the strange feeling of having weight there.
"You're such a tease, you know that?"
"Me? You're the one barely covering yourself with a blanket!"

---
Monday came, and my discussion with my boss went better than expected.
"A weekend across the pond? I dunno kid, lemme check yer records."
"Well sir, I know it's kinda sudden, but, y'see-"
"Ah wait, I'm looking at your vacation and sick days, you haven't taken one in a year! I say ya earned it, you work pretty damn hard around here."
"Oh, thank you sir"
"I remember that shit we went through last week, I haven't forgotten that overtime you did her to close those portfolios, go fer a week or whatever"
Well, that went better than expected.

---
It was Thursday, and I was at Alina's (she was closer to the airport), packing and going over stuff.
"No legs at the table Gwen! You know my rules!"
"Fine, fine..." I was kinda used to this stuff by now, it's just weird because my pencil skirt gets in the way, so I have to parade around her house in panties and leg stumps.
"Here, look! She sent a letter! It has the boarding passes and a message!"
"Wow, I haven't seen handwriting like this in forever."

Dear Alina Csaka, Ona and Gwendolyn
I know that handwritten letters these days are rather rare, and are more likely to come from a grandmother who's into the sentimental things in life, rather than a 22 year-old you met on the internet. Especially when there's an ocean between us. I just want to properly communicate how happy I would be to see you, and that I feel we have a connection, in regards to our light - though significant - use of summons magic. Not many have practiced this sort of thing, most don't have the will, stomach or open-mindedness to experience this.

Anyhow, it'd be wonderful to have some company, and when you're at my place, just remember that you're my esteemed guests, and what's mine will be yours. I also look forward to meeting you in the flesh, and Gwendolyn in person.

- Regards, Vienna Hollingberry.

"Huh, she does write good."
"So, I'd like to know how 4 of us can get there on 2 passports."
"Simple! Ona and I came up with it last night! Check it out!"

Alina quickly stripped herself, and Ona kneeled behind her. She placed her hands on her shoulders, where her arms and leg stumps started to melt into her torso, which then 'deflated' somehow, losing it's form and density, where it seemed to get swallowed up by her neck. When Ona then put Alina's head on the table.
"Hold on, it's not over yet!"
Ona herself quickly slid off her pants and thong, took small Alina in her arms before laying down beside me. She put her hand on Alinas scalp, where her neck stump slid into her jaw, and her hair was sucked into her head, as if spaghetti were being slurped up.
"I'm a cueball!" It was strange, despite having no hair, Alina still looked unquestionably feminine, though given what had happened up to this point, the next move didn't surprise me.
Ona spread her legs, and started to push Alina's bald head into it, back first.
"Don't cringe Gwen, dear! It's more comfortable than it looks!"
Ona was making some odd faces, but within 20 seconds, Ona was 'pregnant'.
"Okay, that's actually a pretty good plan. Wait, can you even hear me"
After I finished my sentence, Ona blinked a bunch and did something twitchy with her eyes, then she acted out of character.
"Whoa!! I'm like, in the matrix!"
"Ona, what the hell?"
"Nah, Ona lent me her body! Well, it's not like I don't know how to use this model!"
"You mean you can see, hear, everything?"
"Yeah! As nice as the womb is, I might want to watch a movie on the plane or something, y'know?"

Soon, Alina's (Ona's?) face and eyes went blank, and her arms went limp for a moment. Her body language and facial expression went back to what you'd expect from Ona. She then sat her pregnant self down on the floor, and started to push Alina out. It looked a little painful, but not like an actual birth. The magic aspect was probably keeping the pain down. Ona's legs spread further apart than ought to be possible for a human being, and Alina's head poked through, as she went past the half-way point, Ona's moans got quieter and less frequent, and before we knew it, Alina was out of the womb, covered in some fluids though. Ona laid her down sideways on a towel.

"Pthhbbb" She sputtered the fluid away from her lips. "I guess you could say I'm 'born again'!"
"Eeeeeee, is this vernix?" Her head was so smooth without hair, I couldn't help but touch it.
"No! It's more like precum! Goes to show what you know about giving brith! Ohh, keep doing that."
I sat her head up on the bottom of her jaw and rubbed my fingers on her slippery scalp for a minute or so before Ona came with a bowl of warm water and some more towels.

"So, you went through all that just now, to prove that it'd be easy to stowaway?"
"Yes! And it feels pretty nice~" Ona submerged her head in it's entirety into the large plastic bowl.
"Uhh, isn't she going to drown?" I worryingly asked Ona.
"Hahah, not at all. Her lungs don't exist at the moment, so she doesn't need air at all" Alina appeared to be in light, relaxed euphoria as she was rubbed all over while submerged.

Soon, Alina was back to normal, save for her baldness and a long sleeping t-shirt that almost went to her knees. I also had my legs back.
"Um, what about your hair?"
"Nah, no point if I'm just going to travel kangaroo style right in the morning."
"Alright, but I'm having a hard time looking at you and not thinking you have cancer. I mean, that's what you expect in this day and age when you see a bald woman"
"Haha, you should start changing your expectations pretty soon!"

Turning her back to me, Alina sat on the bed, leaning back on her arms and spreading her legs, though maintaining a butterfly-like position. Ona kneeled down and did something to her pussy. "Uh!" She did a little shiver.
"What's going on?"
"Ah, nothing much, I'll sleep better if I keep myself from tickling my folds~" She jumped off the bed and pulled her shirt up, revealing a blank spot where her vagina ought to be.
"If ya say so"

We checked our bags yet again, which was a little distracting, as every time Alina bent down, her t-shirt slid forward a bit, revealing the odd blank spot.

"Does Ona know about dealing with customs and general airport stuff?"
"Yes, I've read up on international and British law, as well as the regulations for the TSA. Nothing in these bags should cause us any trouble, and I know where the passports and other documents are." Ona replied.
"They won't be lost or anything, you have nothing to worry about."
"Okay, but you need to play your character. Pregnant women aren't expected to carry heavy luggage, or do much of anything."
"I've watched some videos, and done some reading. I'm quite confident I can act the part."
"Okay then, you have my confidence."

After making sure all our stuff was laid out, and the carry-ons had a set of clothes and shoes each, we both washed up and went to bed. Though I had my arms and legs absorbed into myself. I've been sleeping with Elle like that almost every night.



Morning came, I thought I'd be woken up by Elle, but I felt a sudden shift as Alina leaped onto the edge of the bed, sitting with her toes facing away from her and her inner thighs resting on the sheets, waking me rather abruptly.
"Mnnerhmmg, is it 7:00 already?" I couldn't help but stare at her empty crotch and bald head.
"We're kicking it!"
"Alright already."

Elle quickly carried me to the bathroom and gently brushed my teeth and washed my face. She then rested her hand on my scalp and made my hair go inwards.
"There's a reason for this, right?" I asked Elle.
"Well, it's not necessary, but it makes things easier and cleaner for the both of us."
"Oh."
It felt like a weird massage that lasted 6 seconds.
"Wow, this is so strange." I twisted my head around the best I could, marvelling in how small my head actually was. All my life, hair had made the true dimensions unknowable.
"Elle, may I have my arm back for a moment?"
My right arm quickly grew back and I traced my fingers along the contours of my head, I was very fascinated by the details of my skull, covered in perfectly smooth skin. But I had a plane to catch.

Elle push my arm back into my torso, and brought me into the main room. Ona was sitting crosslegged with Alina, who was now in the same shape as me, bald and limbless, though she still had no vagina.
"I think we're ready," I started. "The bags are packed, and the carry-ons have a set of clothes and our documents. You guy's ready?"
"Yes!" Ona said with sudden enthusiasm, Alina the back of her head on her in a cat-like way.
"We have everything under control."
"Okay, I'll see you on the plane, I guess. Let us know somehow when we reach cruising."
"You got it."

I motioned Elle to place me in front of Alina, and we did the best kinda hug limbless girls could probably do, and leaned into each other and "hooked" our necks. We'd never done really "active" magic before, and not in front of many government officials. Yes, it'd be stealthy, but I was fairly worried and I probably thought the risks were bigger than they actually were. Alina wasn't as stressed, but some of my own worried likely rubbed off on her.

Ona and Elle did the same things to us both. I was lifted up by the jaw, and the tension reduced quickly with the "deflation" of my torso, which my neck "sucked" into my head. My neck retracted too, I felt like I was reduced to my most basic elements. Elle then slid her panties down, kissing me before beginning to slide me in. I thought I'd be a tight fit, but "snug" would be a better word to describe it. I was moving very slowly, probably 1 inch per 4 seconds, and before I knew it, the space around me got a little looser, and I was completely enveloped by fluid. It was completely dark, though there was some light a few times, perhaps she stood in front of a lamp? I panicked a little, but I heard Elle's voice.

"Don't worry Gwen, you don't have lungs, and even then, this fluid serves to provide you with nutrients. There, there."
I could feel her rubbing her stomach. I could sense the circular friction on the other side of the "wall", the warmth reached me. I started to get tired.
"Sleep calmly, Gwen. I'll let you know when we get to cruising altitude."
The feeling was similar to what her breast milk gave me. It traded one element for another, I wasn't sure what it was though.

For a few moments, there was movement, Elle must have been walking, moving somehow. The physics of her motions began to registered as rocking, and I fell asleep after maybe 5 minutes.



"Gwen?" Elles voiced echoed slightly, as if I heard her on an intercom. This must be telepathy.
"Gwen? I thought I'd let you know we've been cruising for about 15 minutes. Ona just told me she informed Alina of the same thing. You okay in there?"
"Oh nmmmn. Okayy" I mouthed lazily. I'm not sure if any sound went past my lips. Elle rubbed her womb in response.

I went back to sleep for maybe 10 minutes. Elle told me that Alina was using Onas body, and she wanted to talk to me "in person", so I complied.

"Hey! How's things?"
"Nyuh?? Oh this is bizzare. It's like I just woke from a dream. Though I have this weight here." I rubbed my stomach, it felt... Nice. Rather safe clothes Elle picked for me too. A long skirt, and a very loose, though rather nice blouse. It worked with "my" protruding stomach. It was also good that most of the passengers seemed to be asleep.
"So, how's it feel? Being in the womb again?"
"It's very... Peaceful. I sleep like I'm in a coma, I mean, it's not useless sleep like a coma, I feel myself drifting off into the different sleep stages. Say, what's this?"
In my hands was "Sensation and Sex" by Lucretius, Elle had been reading Epicurean philosophy.
"Huh, I had to read this for a class."
"Me too, it's nice that Elle's getting into that. The most philosophical thing Ona is reading is 'Kama Sutra", not that I mind, sure suits our needs~"

I checked what was on the TV screens... Nothing good, movies from 5 years ago that were either bad, or good enough that everyone's already watched them. Elle seemed to have only brought Lucretius.
"Alright, I think I'm going to go under again, I'll see you at Heathrow."
"Okay~ Gimmie kiss~"
"Um.."
"What? I gotta sate my libido somehow!"
So I gave Alina a quick peck, and I whispered for Elle to put me back in the womb. I hated flying, so if I could skip the experience, I'd surely go for it.



Some hours must have past. I was woken up by the movements Elle was making, though she must have sensed somehow that I was startled, as she rubbed her belly shortly after I awoke.

10 minutes of bouncing around a bit, and I found myself being pushed out. I must have been coming out forwards, as a spec of light appeared before me, which soon became a tiled floor with hands in the way. With a light slapping sound, I had been 'born'.

"Pffbbth, are we there yet?" I asked, sputtering fluid away from my lips. I had been inside of Elle for at least 10 hours.
"Yes, at long last we are." Elle kissed me, and brought my head under a tap, the water was fairly warm, and it slid down my head easily, it was a truly strange sensation. Elle patted me dry completely, and placed her hand on my scalp to make my hair grow back. She then held me by the sides of my jaw, and my entire body came back. My neck, my torso inflating like a balloon, my arms and legs sprouting. I quickly put the clothes on, some cheap flats, long leggings, an inexpensive blouse and an easily packed parka. I wasn't very fashionable, but it's worth it for cheap flight.

We both left the washroom, which turned out to be a single-stall 'parent pit stop', explaining how Elle had enough privacy to do all that magic. Alina was already in full shape.
"We're here Gwen!" She shouted, hugging me.
"One hell a trip, do you feel like you have the same energy you did when you were put in? I feel like I just woke after a proper rest."
"Yeah! Although I wanted a few of those movies they have on the plane."

We made our way through the airport, which was huge, big enough to have a subway station linked up with it. I wasn't worried though, Ona knew where she was going. We eventually found our way outside, where the taxi's and such were. Alina pointed out who were were looking for. The woman was a tad older than us, and she wore low modest heels, hose, a skirt that went to her shins and a turtleneck sweater. Her eyes were brown, as were her long hair.

"Good afternoon, you must be Alina, yes?" Her accent was stereotypically British, like a BBC anchor. It was fairly light.
"Yeah! I've heard about you, Imogen!"
"Are you Vienna's driver?" I asked, she was standing beside a parked, newer Bentley Mulsanne. I'd only seen expensive cars like this a few times.
"Yes, but I am also her maid... And a few other things..." Her face blushed as she looked at her feet, how adorable!
"Oh my, Vienna must be expecting you. Shall we?" She opened the doors of the Bentley. Oh my god.


Half an hour later, we arrived at Vienna's house, though estate would be a better noun. The place was massive, three floors, Victorian architecture. There was at least 50 meters between the front door and the front gate. The house itself must have been a few square kilometres in size. It was like a Jane Austen novel.

Imogen parked at the front door, and we entered the mansion. It was just as amazing inside as it was outside, all the furniture must have been Victorian era, though there were some exceptions. I later found some Herman Miller style pieces. The entrance hallway sure left an impression, it was almost like a movie set, after the doors, there were several square meters of space, then a wide staircase in front, which split off into two opposite directions.

"Wait here a moment, please." Imogen went up the staircase, shortly, she came back with Vienna, in a way that I was expecting.
"Good afternoon to the lot of you, I hope you enjoyed your flight." Her hair was short, platinum blonde and wavy, her eyes blue, her face made her look a lot younger than she actually was, and her accent sounded very stereotypical and 'proper', like Hermione from the Harry Potter film series.
"It's quite nice to see you for real" She continued, though I should note that she was greatly diminished, just her head, and her ribcage and breasts, body shaped like an upside down egg. She was wearing something frilly which exposed her collarbones, clearly custom tailored. Imogen held her by her bottom in her palms.
"Ahhhh! You have such a nice place!" Alina leap to her and kissed her on the check.
"Ah!" She recoiled slightly, but accepted her gesture. "Yes, I'm happy to see you too, but perhaps we should save that for later." She turned to me. "You must be Gwendolyn, yes?"
"Yes, this is Elle, she's my servant." Elle curtsied appropriately.
"Nice to meet you both, I look forward to the next few days. Perhaps I should show you to your room?"

Imogen briefly held Vienna in one hand, as she used the other to undo a button I hadn't seen on the side of her sweater. Some skin was exposed, but then an arm came sprouting out of her left side, when it completely, went around to her right and undid another one. Imogen continued to hold Vienna in her upper set of arms, her lower set carried both our bags.

"It's fine, I can take it"
"No, no, you're a guest, besides, I have the upper hand" Said Imogen.

The size of her mansion was truly massive, like 7 of Alina's put together. The room was unsurprisingly big, the size of two average living rooms, it had two large beds, and a large window that overlooked her beautiful backyard garden.

"This, this is amazing" I uttered.
"These will be your beds, the lavatory is on the right" Vienna gestured with a nod. "Both of you must be rather tired, we can get to know each other tomorrow morning, yes?"
"Might you need anything else?" Imogen added.
"No, I think we're alright, thanks for letting us stay with you, and for the tickets"
"Oh, pish posh" She shook her head sarcastically. "Well then, sleep well!"
"Goodnight!"

Vienna and Imogen left, and Alina, Ona, Elle and I got ready for bed. Alina did the bald thing again, but I stuck to usual protocol.

Elle reduced me to a torso, but as we go slid under the covers, I made a request.

"Um, Elle?"
"Yes?"
"Um, would you like to join me? Shaped like this?"
"You mean, you want me to vanish my arms and legs as well?"
"Well, leave some stumps maybe"
"Oh... I'd love to."
We cuddled the best way two twin limbless girls could. Warmly. This was going to be an amazing week.

****

Morning came. It was strange, ending up in England so quickly. I had been here once as a child, but that was so long ago, I was probably a child.

Light pierced through the curtains, and I saw that Elle was still sleeping on my chest, I caressed her cheek with my arm stump.
"Mmmh" She moaned, and shifted her pelvis against my leg stump. Her eyes fluttered open and she took a quick glance around.
"This is such a wonderful place, I can feel it"
"I'm sure you're right" I kissed her on the forehead.

It was then that Imogen came into the room. Alina and Ona were still asleep.
"Good morning to you both" She said, in that light accent of hers.
"Morning"
"Here" She presented a strange looking grey knit, I wasn't sure what it was. "Vienna heard from your friend that you'd like something like this. Breakfast will be in 20 minutes"

She left the room. I then asked Elle to restore herself and find out what this knit was. After her limbs sprouted out, she displayed the knit to me flat. It was clearly a... Limbless turtleneck...

Some time later we had both bathed.
"So, how do I get in it?"
"Hmm" Elle pondered. "It seems that the neck is stretchy enough" She said, tugging at it. "Though there are no holes or space for your stumps"
"Lets give it a go then, do what you must" She placed her hand on my chest, and what was left of my arms and legs shrunk into nothingness.

Elle slipped some panties on me, and then laid me on my back on the bed. There was a bit of difficulty, but by the time it was on me completely, it was quite snug. I asked Elle to carry me over to the mirror, I looked a lot like a grey pillow with a head sticking out. It was very warm and comfortable.

"Good morning Gwen! Oh my gosh that's so cute!" She awoke and bounced over to me, wearing only a t-shirt, she was still bald and lacking genitalia. She took me from Elle and hugged me rather tightly.
"Ahhhh, so soft! I could sleep on you!"
Actually, the thought of that excited me.

Anyhow, Elle put on a long skirt and a sweater, Alina and Ona both put on cardigans and jeans. It was around this time that Imogen came and told us that breakfast was almost ready.

It must have taken us something like 5 minutes to walk to wherever the dining room was. What awaited us was a massive room, clearly meant for a very, very long table, though, the table was much smaller. Appropriate for six. Vienna was sitting right there, well, resting would be a better word.

"Good morning ladies, I hope you aren't too jetlagged." She was heavily abbreviated, there was only her head, her breasts and some arm stumps. Why the stumps, I have no idea. She wore what could only be described as a custom-made blouse that exposed her 4-inch arms, it elegantly "carried" her, a bag adjective of some sort would be perfect.

"Nah, we're not too jetlagged" Alina said. "We arrived inside our fine companions!" She playfully hugged Ona, who returned the gesture.
"Good! Breakfast is almost ready."
On that note, Imogen disappeared into a nearby room, in the brief second the door was opened, I saw steel tables and white tile. Definitely the kitchen.

A moment later, Imogen came out in the same four-armed form as I'd seen yesterday, and each arm was carrying a tray. She walked perfectly balanced, there was no doubt that she wouldn't let the food fall.

It was mesmerizing to watch, she moved as if her movements were all choreographed. She skillfully presented 3 Belgian waffles, with strawberries and blueberries on top. There was a pot of what I assumed to be earl grey tea. Alina, being Alina, went straight for it.

"Hey, this is really good!" She exclaimed between mouthfuls.
"Oh, can I try?" Ona took a forkful of waffle. I was surprised, I thought that our servants were generally uninterested in food. She smiled, I suppose the sensation of the sugars and carbohydrates excited her.

Elle and I sat on the same chair, keeping my pelvis between her legs, she diligently fed me. As Vienna spoke, Imogen would calmly stroke her fingers though her hair, and occasionally caress the tips of her small arm stumps. This always elicited shudders from Vienna, sometimes accomanied with "Oh! Not in front of the guests!"

Elle fed me a forkful of waffle, and it was very, very good. I'd probably never eat things like this, due my healthy lifestyle (which I'm proud of).

"I hope you're enjoying that, that recipe was taught to me by Vienna"
"Which was taught to me by my mother" She continued. "Anyhow, waffles are quite unusual for me, I typically eat porridge, or something equally healthy but unappealing."

After we finished the waffles, Imogen poured all of us some earl grey. I typically drank rooibos or oolong, though it tasted a little odd to me.
"What is this, exactly?" I asked, Elle held up the tea cup for me, which predictably had a straw in it.
"Not earl grey, my dear, it's darjeeling, imported all the way from India"
"It's very, exquisite."

Alina interjected, after knocking back all of the tea; "My, my, Vienna. I knew you were well-off, but this is something I didn't expect"
"Oh, I'd rather not tell everyone about this sort of thing. I'd rather earn friends than buy them."
"I agree completely, but money doesn't materialize out of nowhere."
"Ah, of course. I'll keep it brief; my father is a major shareholder of three oil companies. Not very 'green' I understand, but it's what has worked for us." She did a very natural looking gesture with her arm stump, a twirl of sorts.
"On top of that, he got to where he is now by being pushed through Oxford and London School of Economics, in short, very good investment banking, always staying prepared for a bad fortnight. He was born into money himself, but he grew up riding Mercedes sedans, and I get to grow up with Bentleys and Rolls Royces."
"That's incredible." I said.

Looking around, it seemed that we'd all finished our tea.
"Alright, I hope you enjoyed your tea and waffles." She motioned to Imogen, who took the dishes away as gracefully as she brought them in.
"Since it appears to be 10:00am, I must tend to my roses. You can explore the house, yard or whatever. Update your Facebook. I'll see you again in an hour or so!"
Imogen came back, still with four arms. She carried Vienna away in what I can only describe as the 'microscope carry'. She sat the base of her truncated body - her breasts and limited ribcage - on one hand, and kept her head steady with the other.

"So, what should we do?" I asked Alina.
"I take the west, you take the east!" She and Ona bounced off somewhere.
"Uh...Okay. How about we go in the other direction?"
"Certainly, but might I suggest something?"

Agreeing, Elle took me back to our room.
"I think you might like to try this." She unbuttoned her sweater, her only layer. Her nipples became visibly stiffer with the sudden exposure.
"Here..." She took hold of my head from both sides, and pulled it off my limbless body which lay gently on the bed, my neck going along with it. She moved her head to the left a few inches, placing me next to her. I was now effectively a siamese twin.

Elle put the sweater back on, I could feel everything, the air against her skin, the fabric of the knitting.
"Well, what do you think?" She laid her hand on my cheek, smiling into my eyes. Even though I felt both her hand and my face, it still felt like a proper caress.
"This is really... Neat" I said.
"Would you like full control? This is your body"
"Nah, I'll just ride with you!"
"Are you sure? This is your body."
"I disagree" She expressed concern, I guess she'd never heard me say that before. She sat us down on a chair, resting the hands on her knees.
"Your body might be made in my image, but it's still yours. I believe... It's yours based on what you do with it, how you treat your body. Twins might have the same genetic code, but they're still different in their own ways. They're individuals. Just how I see you as an individual."
Elle looked at me with romantic empathy, and kissed me. The fact that I felt both of our lips at once made it very exciting. It'd look strange from an outside perspective, like one of us was kissing a mirror with her head turned.
"Even though I have the teaching powers, I believe I learn more from you, than you from me."
We kissed again.
"Mmmm, shall we explore?"

Elle walked a bit like a librarian. Her gait was very smooth and she held her hands in front of her, making a "V" with her arms.

We walked all around, or at least we thought we did. The halls were long, high and elegant. The ceilings must have been 4 meters high, with windows that were almost as large. There was a second dining room, a large... Dance hall? A fairly large library, not as big as a normal public library, but much larger than any I had ever seen in someones house. There was also a music room, about the same size as the guest room I was staying in, which had a grand piano, a nice looking electric guitar (must have been a Gibson) hooked up to a large Orange amplifier, a cello and a trombone. We discovered a few guest rooms and a larder on our walk around. This was only the second floor.

As we walked around, we noticed something outside one of the large windows.
"Hold on, stop here please" Elle was doing all the walking.

Outside was Vienna and Imogen, working on their garden. From where we could see, it was truly impressive. There were flowers in almost every colour imaginable, as well as a greenhouse in the distance.

Of course, Vienna was in some sort of pouch. She must have been like I was moments ago, limbless with no stumps, but she seemed to be dressed somehow, and she was being carried forwards, as if Imogen were wearing a backpack on her chest. I didn't know what they were saying, but them seemed to be having a good time, they were talking and laughing. I imagine that's what Elle and I will be like after a year. I also found myself getting a little lost watching Imogen manipulate shears and plants with her four hands.

We ended up heading back in the opposite direction, to the other rooms on the floor. One of them was some sort of closet, though it was the size of Alina's living room. There were three long racks of clothes, and a bunch of shoes set up on a box. Curiously, there was an extra rack at the back of the room. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be a bunch of garments designed for the various shapes Vienna liked to take. One of them was the frilly piece that Vienna had on yesterday when she was only breasts and a ribcage. There were also pieces that suggested she'd be limbless, arms-chest-head (that took some Mensa skills to figure out), socks that didn't have proper foot areas. There were a bunch of things that I couldn't figure out. I'd need to see Vienna in them to see what many of them are meant for.


Sometime later, I saw Vienna in the most complete shape yet.
"Hey Gwen, Elle? I'm not really sure who's who up there." She was mostly complete, but her legs were about 6-7 inches long, or the stumps of her legs. She was wearing a pleated skirt and a vest, her bare leg stumps peeked out just a little bit. She looked a bit like a schoolgirl.
"Would you like to go for lunch?"
"Uh, sure"
"Good, Alina and Ona should be in the front"
The way she walked was kinda slow, but very controlled, a good way to describe it would be "prancing".

"Hold on" I turned my head. "We can't go around like this, it'd be weird"
"No worries about that" She said. "I can just vanish my head, my thoughts will be with you"
"Sigh, okay. I'd really like you to be with me though. Physically"
"We'll figure something out" Her head sunk into her body beside me, as if it were quicksand. I found my perspective shifting slightly towards the left.

I got outside, and into a different, longer limo, there was easily enough room in back for 4 people, two facing two.
"Where's Elle?" Alina asked.
"She's inside me."
"Ah"
Alina and Ona both looked normal, the same with only a difference in their hair colour. Vienna was as I had seen her earlier, and Imogen only had 2 arms.

We arrived in Bray, at a small looking restaurant overlooking the ocean, quite picturesque. What I saw Vienna do, however, I didn't think was possible. She was passed two thigh-high socks from Imogen, and she slipped them over her small, rounded leg stumps. At first, they just hung there, dangling, but then they started to inflate, looking like she had legs, though the sun shone through them quite easily. Getting out of the car, she dropped some desert boots and stepped into them. I thought the outfit was unusual with those, but it somehow worked on her. She was also quite short, 5'0' at least, though I still didn't know for sure if that was her true height.

"That's just strange, I didn't think the object 'enchantment' thing could do things like that" I remarked.
"Our magical companions can do a lot of things" She replied. "Besides, these aren't real deal legs, here"
She sat down on a chair just outside the place. No one was really around, so I touched her left "leg". It really was a stocking, there was no density, no effort was needed to squeeze her leg flat, just like a half-inflated balloon. It was also just as flexible, I could fold her leg onto itself, though Vienna said that it "felt weird" and that she lost control when it was misshapen.

We went inside, where the lighting wasn't as good. No one would be able to notice the strange properties of Viennas leggings. Needless to say, it was the most exquisite food I had ever eaten in my entire life. The waiters had told us that they used lab equipment and concentrated chemicals to make the food, it sounded a little dangerous at first, but they assured me that sodium alginate is just found in seaweed. Alina and I were nervous about discussing our servants in public, so we mostly had casual conversation about how different Britain is.

After the incredible 20 courses (all we very small, I assure you) we got in the Bentley. Vienna didn't hesitate to take off her socks, which became shapeless the second her stump was visible. Alina and Ona were both still normal, but they were constantly touching each other, at the moment, they had their legs crossed over each others.

"Elle? You can come out now" I felt my head shift to the right, and Elle's head grew out beside me, I felt myself lose control of my body.

"That was incredible Vienna, I've never had food like that before"
"Oh, it's not like I eat like that very often" She said, trying to stay a little modest.
I turned to Elle; "How was that, could you taste everything I had?"
"Yes! I had never felt such sensations. I was happy to have felt it through you." She slid her cheek against mine, into a quick kiss on the cheek.

When we got back, some of us slept off the sizeable meal we had. Sure, each dish was a bite or two each, but 20 of them add up. It was a little weird sleeping with someone who was using the same body you were, but Elle picked a good spot for me to lay my head.

Two hours passed, and Imogen came to gather us for night-time tea. We decided to go "normal", at least visibly normal, for all I knew, Alina might have had a penis attached. Elle found my limbless torso, still in its tailored turtle-neck. She removed it, and placed her hands on my detached chest, causing the limbs to sprout out. She stuck me onto it, and I found myself a large t-shirt before heading out of the room.

"Good evening, ladies" I had seen Vienna as normal for the first time, at least I thought so. She had two arms, two legs, a normal torso, everything. As I had suspected earlier, she was roughly 5 feet tall, and rather slim. If she were 26, she looked quite young for her age, absurdly so. She was dressed in a short, silk sleeping dress, and not much else. Her bare, crossed legs were as slim as the enchanted stockings had suggested earlier. We sat in chairs and couches by a fire, it seemed like an image out of an 18th century painting of an aristocrat.

"Have some herbal tea, it ought not keep you awake."
"Is this alright?" Alina gestured to her crotch, she was, mostly normal. She did the same thing where she was without genitalia and only wore a large t-shirt.
"Not to worry, there are no such rules in my home, within reason, of course." Imogen stood next to her, like a proud maid.
She continued; "So, have you enjoyed your time here?"
"It's wonderful here!" Alina shouted as she stretched her legs on the arm of the couch, her shirt slipping back to expose the smooth skin between her legs.
"I would have to agree" Ona said, as she sat next to Alina, lightly caressing the blank spot. "Oohh~" She shuddered.
"It's turning out to be a hell of a vacation, how about you, Elle?" I turned to her, only to see a strange expression.
"That food earlier, it was wonderful."
"Well, you've never really consumed anything other than tea. I've eaten my whole life and I thought it was incredible."
"No, this is different. It was" She paused.
"Sorry, I don't know how to express it" A few tears ran down her face.
"No, it's fine. This is fine." I brought her closer to me, pulling her into my arms.
"It was so beautiful, I hadn't really experienced anything like that. I've made food for you, but there was no aesthetic meaning in it. I made it out of... Love for you, it's just I didn't know it could be used as expression. I want to express myself"
"Oh Elle, if you've wanted that all along, you just had to hell me!" I felt so happy, she really was developing more of a personality. She looked exactly like me, but our differences - wonderful differences - were becoming more apparent.

I looked over to Alina and Ona, they looked as if they were watching the ending to Toy Story 3 together. Vienna sipped her tea, and looked as if she knew this would happen.

"Well, I'm not sure about you, but I'm rather tired. Imogen and I will be off to bed, I shall hail you in the morning for breakfast" She stood up and turned to Imogen with her hands forward. Imogen held them by their biceps and pulled them off with seemingly no resistance, putting them on herself through small slits in her sweater. The now armless Vienna hopped slightly backwards, where Imogen held her with her bottom set of arms. She used the other set to carry away the teacups.

"We figure the both of you would prefer some privacy tonight, eh?" Ona said, holding Alina from behind.
"Sure, I'm sure Elle would like to have some girl talk" I caressed her face.

And so we went to bed.

****

Elle and I held hands as we went back to the bedroom. I could feel her heartbeat through her palm.

As we entered the room, and began to undress for bed, Elle was paused half-way, holding her sweater to her chest, she clearly wanted to say something.

"What's on your mind Elle?"
"I don't usually ask things of you"
"That's fine" I discarded my t-shirt, leaving me only in my panties. Though, when I stood there, I realized how little I had seen my own legs for the last little while. They were rather slim and toned, which puzzled me in a way, don't I have to use them for the to get like that?
"I want to express myself, my love for you" I looked into her, a physical mirror.
"So..."
"I want to be equals, for now.."

She had stripped down, and we were both in "standard", two arms, two legs, normal. I moved to her, caressing her face before kissing, she kissed back, before briefly picking me up and laying me on the bed. She mounted me and continued, playing with my lips and tongue. She soon went downwards, kissing my pussy before penetrating it with her tongue. I could only moan, I had grown accustomed to having unusual sex, but it had occured to me I hadn't done much like this.

"How about we reduce, both of us?" She asked.
"Anything you want, you get full control this time" I exhaled.

Quickly, my arms and legs absorbed themselves into my torso, Elle quickly went into a 69 position before her own vanished as well. Our bodies were exactly the same, so we were the perfect length for this. Her individuality was starting to express in the way she moved her tongue inside me, it was much more torquey than my thrusting, though it stirred my brain chemicals wildly, I filled with so much oxytocin it was a miracle that I managed to hold off on orgasm for more than a minute. I was so exhausted that I fell asleep right there.


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I was stirred during the night. I heard a bit of moaning from Alina's bed, she was probably having sex with Ona. I stayed quiet, but she got up after some time and headed nude to the washroom. As she turned the light on, I briefly noticed two flaccid dicks on her crotch, one on top of the other with an inch between them. As she went in, I nudged Elle awake. Of course, she mostly feigned sleep, though she was in a bit of a trance.

"Hey, I'd like some appendages"
"Appendages? Nnnuh, um. How about these?" It felt strange, though I had no arms or legs, it felt like they quickly went numb and tingly at the same time. Before I knew it, I had four, 3 foot long tentacles coming out of my hips and shoulders, they were as thick as my normal limbs respectively, and tapered into dull points at their ends.

There were no bones, filled with something as flexible as the cartilage in your nose. "I hope you don't mind my creativity" She whispered before tapping her forehead to mine, sending me some knowledge. I slithered out on my two bottom tentacles, my arms waving about just because I felt like it. They were only limited by their length, I could do anything with them. I slithered over to Alina, who was just about to flush.

"Hey" I whispered, peeking around the door.
"Hey, whoa, what the hell?" She remarked, pressing down the lever.
"What the hell yourself, how are the two penises?"
"Oh, they're great." She said, fondling them.
"So, which one to you pee out of?"
"Oh, it's kinda up to me, they're both connected to the same bladder."
"Wow" I brought my "arm" tentacles and felt her bottom cock, it soon inflated in my appendages.
"Ahh, those feel strange, the heat coming from them feels great." Seeing an erect cock with a flaccid one on top is surely an image I'd never forget.
"What about erections, why are you only erect in one?"
"It seems that I can control getting aroused in one, though it's like involuntary arousal makes me erect in another, it's if I get horny on my own that both seem to pitch"
"You know, you sure seem to like having a penis"
"Well, it's fun, and has advantages over having a vagina. I mean, it's awesome not having to sit down to pee"
"True, and you don't have to worry about getting wet when you get horny"
"Well, kinda. I can sometimes feel a bit of precum coming out sometimes. It tickles a little bit and drives me crazy. Hey, stop that" I couldn't help but fondle both of them, though her body language seemed to indicate that she was enjoying herself.

I used one tentacle per dick, and very soon, both of them were erect and demanding some sort of release.
"Ah!"
Alina collapsed to the floor, resting on her knees, she leaned back on her hands as I continued to fondle. Fondling soon became a full on tentacle job. I had them both wrapped in a figure 8 with both appendages. I went back and forth with them, soon they both exploded, one after the other.

"Ahhhh..." Alina exhaled, laying down on her back on the middle of the floor. "Holy shit, you really need to experience having two of them"
"You know, I'd really like to experience both of them, if you know what I mean." Alina looked over to me and smiled, stroking my upper-right tentacle before having a quick rinse in the shower.

"Hey" I whispered, slithering into the bed next to Elle.
"Good evening" She muttered, it was 1 in the morning, but I was horny still.
"So, how about a 'midnight snack'?" I asked her, caressing her face with my bottom tentacles, picking her up and hugging her with the other set.
"I'd love that" She whispered, kissing me.

I heard the shower turn off, and Alina entered the room, both dicks erect upon the sight of us.
"Oh, I think I'm going to like this" Elle said after seeing both members.
I shifted the both of us around, I positioned myself so Elle was resting on top of me, the both of us facing each other. I could feel the fluid from her pussy seeping across my own. I made sure that we both rested on the edge of the bed.

Alina slowly strutted across the room, her cocks somehow spinning slowly in clockwise and counter-clockwise motions as a result of her gait.
"Remove them, please" I felt my strange appendages being absorbed back into my body, for the time being, at least. I kissed my twin yet again, as I felt Alina's fingers on my hips, keeping Elle's and my pussy close together.

She did her familiar foreplay, dragging her glans across both of our pussies, making them unbelievably wet. Elle and I both had no body hair, other than what's on our scalp and eyebrows, so Alina's glistening cocks slid effortlessly.

Going in slowly, she penetrated us both at the same time, she started slow, slowly making her way up to a faster in-and-out motion. We wanted to moan so loudly, but when managed to keep our expressions as whispers. I exhaled quickly, Elle breathed very delicately, strange as she was mostly the same as me.

Just as we felt Alina's dick fluid exploding, Elle and I both came at the same time, tightening our stomach muscles and pulling ourselves into each other, a very stressed hug. We fell asleep yet again.

---

Morning came, though not some timely. The clock stated that it was 10:34 AM, a time that I considered late. Elle was next to me, still in the same state as I: utterly limbless. She opened her eyes slowly.
"Good morning, Gwen" She looked incredibly happy, though not so much as to say "euphoric". She rolled slightly and kissed me on the cheek.
"You too. Say, where's Ona and Alina?" I felt a tad silly asking this, as I had just become aware of the running shower in the other room. The door was open.
"Phew" I exclaimed, arching my back, mustering the only stretch I was capable of. "How about some limbs? Let's see what they're up to"
Elle rolled over, such that my left shoulder was in her cleavage. I felt my legs sprouting back, as did Elle's.

We both slid off the bed and stretched them a little, though something occurred to me.
"Hey, what about our arms?"
"Oh, I can..." I cut her off.
"Actually, we don't need them quite yet"

We both walked over to the washroom, I nudged the slightly-ajar door open to see Alina and Ona both in the shower. It was a really neat one too, a large "walk-in" one with a door. It had a very modern "shower-head", it was a wide, flat panel in the ceiling, 2 by 3 meters in area with many, many small holes through which the water comes though. It was odd considering the bathroom was very Victorian. As for my friends, Ona - whom I could recognize with her oddly coloured hair - was in "normal" shape, Alina was... Headless, nothing from shoulder to shoulder. On top of that, Ona was just finishing the vanishing process on her arms.

"Oh, good morning..." Ona said, biting her lip, she was soaping up Alina, who squirmed slightly as she was cleaned. Her penises were still accounted for... And erect.
"Oh, I didn't expect to see this"
"...Really?" Ona inquired.
"Actually, no, I expected the unexpected, but I still didn't expect this"
Elle shook her head, and Ona shifted an eyebrow before soaping up Alina's hip region.
"So... How aware is she?" I asked, knowing that in our situation, headlessness didn't necessarily mean no-awareness.
"Mmmmm~ She can't hear, see, smell or taste, at least not here.." Ona said as she soaped between her shoulders, and then around the non-existent ones. Alina's body shuddered as this happened, her reasonably sized breasts wobbling appropriately. Elle lightly wobbled her breasts as well, curious of the sensation. Ona then cleaned Alina's cocks, which predictably stood up after a few seconds.

It didn't take too long, Ona helped Alina out of the shower and dropped a large tower over her, making her look like she's wearing a ghost costume. Ona nodded, using her body language to express that they were done with the shower.

Elle and I both walked in, it was a very large shower, enough room for 3 normal sized people, easily.
"Here" After she turned the water on, she helped me sit down on the floor, crossing my legs.
"Do we need arms for this?"
"Well, sort of. Want to see something neat?"
Elle brought herself into a sitting fetal position, lifting one leg slightly, her foot morphed and contorted, moving in ways that bones shouldn't allow. When the process finished, she had turned her foot into a hand. Her knee-caps moved strangely too, and she demonstranted that she did that to give herself a ball join in her knee, giving it as much roll as her shoulder. She did the same with her other leg.

"Wow, that's really neat."
She balanced on her butt, using her new hands to grab a bottle of shampoo. She poured a bit over my wet hair, massaging it in just felt fantastic. Just what I needed in the morning. After allowing it to rinse, she soaped my body down, her balance was amazing, she supported herself only with her ass for at least 10 minutes.

"Here" She motioned for me to turn around. She embraced me around my hips before gently massaging some cleanser into my face. Between all of this, she cleaned herself, and watching those strange contortions she did was really something else. Obviously, if she did this normally with her arms it wouldn't be near as impressive.

When we got out she sat me down on a stool, she balanced on a slightly taller one, brushing and drying my hair.

When we came out, towels wrapped around us. The alteration in Elle's knee's allowing for a greater range of motion, so it looked odd, seeing her handed "feet" walking with backwards knees, kinda like some kind of bird. Alina was back to her usual self, though she subtracted one penis, which somehow looked more normal on her.

In time, we were all restored and headed to... Lunch I suppose.