Over the week at school, Amy and Veronica had several debates over what was more difficult: having no legs, or having no arms. The argument was sometimes about what was more "fun"

"How about this, you try my predicament first." Veronica concluded as they entered her house.
"Fine, but you try mine next week."
"Deal!"

They headed up to the bath, where Veronica had kept the water sitting. Her house had three bathrooms, and it wasn't like everyone in the house periodically needed to bathe at the same time. It was no issue for her to keep one bath reserved for the detachment soap.

After discarding their bags and their clothes, they were soon sitting together in the bath, waiting for the effects to kick in. The water didn't even reach their solar plexuses, just an inch and a half below that.

"What happened to your nipples?" Amy asked.
"Oh! I guess I forgot to put them back." Veronicas breasts were completely smooth. She had forgotten to put them back after she briefly took them off last week, she wanted to go running without her nipples rubbing against the inside of her bra, but I guess that really showed how good she was at finding clothes that fit her.

"I can't feel my legs anymore."
"Let's do it."

Veronica pushed herself up, her hips and legs dangled, and she managed to get her knees past the water, but they were too heavy for the weakened connection. They fell off, splashing water over both of them.
"Ahhh!"
"Heehee! Sorry!"
The both giggled.

With some effort, Veronica managed to pull her legs and hips out of the water. She had to do most of it with one hand, but once she got them on the floor, she put both of her big toes in her mouth and hand-walked backwards.

"This is as far as I can make it. Amy, you need to be careful pulling yourself out, try to keep your legs on."
"I'll do my best!"

Amy pulled herself out, dragging her numb legs.

"Okay, I want you to sit yourself on the toilet."
"What?"
"Well, it's a safety measure."
"Oh, I guess... Now that I think about it.."

Amy dragged herself on top of the toilet, making sure she kept her pelvis back.
"Now, the hard part... I'll need your help."

With one hand, Veronica made a seat of sorts with her hand, "sitting" her butt on her hand. She pushed upwards. Amy took Veronicas detached hips and put them in front of her.
"Phew, okay, you're safe." Veronica said, "standing" on the floor.
"Okay... Here I go.."

Amy put her hands firmly on her numb legs, and pushed.
"Woah!"
She wobbled for a bit, but she realized where her centre of gravity was.

"Actually, this might not be so hard."
Amy dropped down, landing on her hands.
"Ah! That didn't hurt as much as I expected."
"It's because you weigh so little!"

Amy turned back and looked at the two naked sets of legs and hips sitting on the toilet. The girls now both had "torso's" that didn't even go past their elbows when they "stood"
"Gosh, that looks like a weird art piece."

The girls hand walked out of the bathroom, though Amy was still getting used to it.
"Wow, I'm really light. I could probably jump with my arms."

Veronica locked the door on the outside with a key she had left in the hallway. She installed it a while ago, so she could keep her legs inside without having to worry about anyone walking in and seeing something surreal. It was conveniently placed a foot beneath the doorknob.

"You know what? This isn't so bad." Amy said, pacing around on her hands.
"Well, fine, it's not very difficult I guess, but it sure is more fun!"

They were eventually dressed, which took a bit of time for Amy. They both wore tanktops with their bottoms rolled under to keep them from dangling. Nothing else was really necessary.

"Wow! It's really novel to do everything like this. Being armless just made me feel kinda quirky."
Amy moved towards the wall and did a handstand, tapping her rib cage against the wall.
"Oh, I've never tried that before!"
Predictably, Veronica executed the move perfectly.

They spent some times moving around the house, mostly so that Amy would get used to her new shape. After an hour and a half, Amy could move around quite flawlessly.

"Wow! This really is a lot of fun, lets go out like this!"
"Ohhhh, that would actually be a good idea. I've always wanted to go to the mall like this."

They both put on cropped jackets - perfect for their shape - and Veronica got Amy a spare set of leather gloves. They made their way outside and caught the bus.

Though, "catching" the bus was almost literal. While Veronica had done it before, Amy found hanging from the top railing to be really novel.

"I'm soo cool" She said sarcastically, as she hung on overhead, and put one hand in her jacket pocket.

They soon arrived at the mall. While Monday's weren't as busy, there were still a lot of people walking around. Predictably, the got a lot of stares and confused looks. They enjoyed riding on the arms of escalators and climbing onto display tables in department stores. They had a laugh or two when they browsed a shoe section and a clerk asked them - nervously - if they needed any help.

Soon, they were sitting on a table in a cafe, which they did by learning forward on their forearms, some of their exposed skin and ribs poking out underneath them. The barista elected to being their drinks to them.

"This is really neat, I think I'll do this for the next week!" Amy said, sipping her coffee.
"Well, I'll join you. Hopefully you'll join me when I go armless next week."
"Of course 'Ron! Without question!"
"Oh! Nice running into you two here." A somewhat familiar voice cause both of them to turn their heads.

It was Devon. She had been voted "most fashionable" twice in a row by the student body. She had long legs, long platinum coloured hair and she looked like a couture model half the time. She also had a lot of money, but it wasn't always clear that she did, she tended to avoid popular branding on her clothes and bags.

"Oh... Hi Devon," Veronica said. She was confused as to why she was speaking to her.
"So, you guys have some sort of soap that makes your limbs fall off right?"
"Well, ye-"
"I mean, it only makes sense. I distinctly remember that Amy had no arms for a long bloody time, and now she has two, but no legs or hips!"
"Yeah, we have the soap."
"Hm, alright. How about a trade?" Veronica was prepared to share her bathsoap for free, but she took opportunities.
"Uh, sure?"
"I know they're useless to you at the moment, but..." She opened one of the many shopping bags she was carrying and pulled out a box and opened it, revealing a pair of Jil Sander pumps. They were unusual to say the least, but Veronica could figure out a way to make them work.
"Holy crap, where did you get these?"
"There's a Harrods here, you know. Shall we go?"
Amy just shrugged, causing her whole body to move in an odd way.

One ride in a Mercedes later, they were at Veronica's house.

"So Devon, what were you thinking of doing? You need legs to drive."
"Oh, just most of my arm. Nothing major."
"Hah, I'd call it major, especially if you haven't done it before." Amy added.

Devon walked between the hand-walking girls upstairs, but Veronica stopped them before they entered the bathroom.

"Hold on, don't come in just yet."
Devon looked confused for a moment, while Amy quickly blinked with realization.

She went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. She quickly pulled a towel down and threw it over the two straddling legs on the toilet, covering them completely. Without even checking, she balanced on one hand and flushed the toilet.

"Okay, come in."
"So, what do I do, exactly?" Devon asked, couching along the side of the tub.
"Put your arm in, up to the point you want removed, and you hold it there for around 5 minutes, or until it goes numb."
"Alright then."

Some time passed.

"So I suppose if I wanted to end up like you two, I'd have to sit in there with the water up to my tits, yeah?"
"Uh, yeah.."
"So you both did it together?"
"I, uh, we, uh."
"Haha, don't worry, I don't bloody care if you two are... Involved with each other. Hm, I can't seem to feel my arm."

Devon pulled her arm out of the water, which was just past her elbow.

"How about 'at" She said in awe, flipping her forearm about.

"Here," Veronica said from the chair she was resting on. Devon held her arm out to her, and Veronica held it at the hand and near the elbow, and deftly removed it with a quiet pop.
"Fuckin' hell!" Devon was more surprised than scared. Veronica and Amy just laughed as a result.
"Well, if you don't like it, you can just put it back on."
"It's alright now, I was just a tad startled. Well, thank you both, I'll be off now."

Devon exited quickly, sticking the discarded arm in her expensive-looking purse.

"Well, that was pretty odd." Amy said, shifting weight from one hand to another.
"Hahaha, at least I get a pair of shoes out of it!"

---

Veronica saw Amy the next day. It was warm enough that she didn't feel the need to wear a jacket, so only wore an old, shortened tank top and some leather gloves.

"Now, why didn't I think of doing something like that?" Veronica remarked.

Amy could only smile in response, she had a pouch of shorts with two straps around it. It was really a "backpack" that was perfect for someone of their shape. The pouch was situated directly on Amy's bottom, two straps went around her shoulders, creating an illusion that she was wearing suspenders. It was three inches thick, and didn't take up all the surface area of Amy's underside. It was big enough to hold some pencils, a cellphone or small e-reader and a small notebook.

"I can even rest on it!" Amy demonstrated the integrity of the pouch by holding her hands up and sitting on the pack. It didn't seem to crumple under her weight.
"That's really cool Amy, it's probably better for your back too."
"I guess so, it keeps the weight along my centre of gravity."
"Hmmmm..."

Veronica tried to configure her backpack into the same configuration, but it didn't work quite as well.

"Ah, there you are."
It was Devon, her arm was still missing, and the dress she wore had only one strap, as to exaggerate her missing arm.
"I've been looking all over for you both. I would like to try something different. Is it possible if I could come to your place tomorrow, Veronica?"
"Sure, you can come whenever."
"Ah, very good, very good."

Devon continued through the hallway as if she had something very important to attend to.

---

The next day, Amy and Veronica were hanging out a nearby cafe, resting on top of a table. They both had a few hours to spare between classes and were having a chat.

"You know, it's really weird."
"But... Fun, right?"
"Oh, yeah, it's super fun moving around on just your hands, but what I meant was; it's really weird that I don't have to use the washroom, or have any feeling down there."
"Well, I assure you, you've been using the washroom."
"Ahhh, sorry about that. I kinda like to drink water... All day long. It's good for you! I probably should have taken my legs back with me."
"Ah, they're safe. That bathroom is always locked when I'm not at home."
"Say, do you know if something's going on with my bottom? It feels a little funny."

Amy moved onto her elbows, leaning back and allowing Veronica to look at her bare underside.

"Huh, that's odd."
"What is? Is it okay?"
"It looks... Smooth I guess. Rounded, instead of flat. Is mine the same?"

Veronica leaned back on her elbows too. By now the other two punters had started to look at them.

"Yeah, it's rounded out like mine is. Why haven't we noticed this before?"
"I'm not sure. When I remove my legs, I take them off at the pelvis, and you removed your arms at past your shoulders. Maybe in those cases it 'rounds off' a lot quicker."
"So, if I reduced myself to a head and a neck again, would my neck stump eventually round off after some time?"
"I guess so, that seems to be consistent" Veronica shrugged. "I only remove my pelvis for hours at a time, not days. Maybe that's why I haven't seen this happen"

Then, as if they were in a scripted TV sitcom, Devon walked into the cafe and spotted them immediately. She had put her arm back on.

"Ah, there you are" She was putting on a posh accent, for whatever reason.
"Oh, hey Devon."
"Good morning, both of you. Is it possible for me to come over and use the jolly water? Perhaps around three-thirty?"
"Sure, I should be off by then."
"Ah, good. I'll pick you up here." Then she left.

"She so eccentric." Veronica said.
"Aren't we too?" They had a laugh at that.

Soon, they were walking towards their classes.

"Hey, we still have half an hour right?"
"Yeah."
"Hm, come this way."

They hand walked towards an open area of grass near one of the school buildings. It was a vivid green, and the large trees were spread out evenly.

"Hey, no one can see us out here, right?" Amy coquettishly asked Veronica.
"Oh, no, I don't think so." She replied, smiling.
"Here..."

Amy tugged at Veronica's glove by its finger, to which Veronica lifted her hand just slightly to let it slip off, the same happened with her other hand.

Veronica did much the same by flirtatiously taking Amys wrist and removing her glove with her teeth as they both balanced on one hand.

"Mmmm" Veronica briefly admired the grass between her fingers. She guessed it was because she'd been using her hands as her feet for so long, she could take the sensation as if it were her bare feet.

"Oh..." Amy elected to gently caress Veronicas smooth underside. It was left exposed, her tank top didn't cover it. They leaned towards each other and kissed, creating an "A" shaped angle with their arms.

Veronica reached one hand underneath Amy's cropped t-shirt, finding her breast and massaging it, tweaking a nipple. Amy yelped with excitement.

"Enough of this."

Amy set herself on the grass and gently pulled Veronica down in front of her. They kissed, teasing each other lips. Then their tongues. They inspected the surfaces of each others mouth. The strange, alien sensation of feeling the grass on a slice of new skin amplified the pleasure they gave each other. Through their shirts, their nipples pressed against each others.

"Wait, what time is it?" Veronica interrupted. "Crap, we should both get to class."
"Sigh, I guess so."

They happened to hand-walk past the dance studio, where Melissa was practicing. They didn't have enough time to stop by, but someone else in the room had noticed them pattering by.

"Oh! Excuse me!" The girl came running out, dressed in tight black clothing.
"Uh, yes?" Amy replied.
"Um, you're the girl that was armless a while ago, right?"
"Well, I was armless for a while, yes"
"If it's not too much to ask, could you come by the studio later? Do you still have classes in an hour?"
"Uh, no, should be okay."
"Great, thanks! Sorry about keeping you!"

"Interesting day so far!" Veronica remarked.




An hour later, the two half-girls were in the studio. Melissa had since gone home, but there were 4 slim dancers that were interested in Amy.

"So, basically, we want to do an armless thing for our dance." Ingrid said, her entourage standing idly behind her. Amy and Veronica rested their bottoms on the floor.
"Really?"
"Yeah, it's about an angel losing her wings, so it seems really fitting."
"When do you have to present by?" Amy asked.
"Next week."
"Uh, I don't think you can adapt that quickly."
"Oh! We're pretty confident. We're all dancers and have great balance. It should work out."
"Well, okay. I guess I can help you out, but I have no responsibility for anything bad that happens, okay?"
"Oh, of course! Should Monday, around this time be okay?"
"Yeah, works well for me."
"Thank you!" All four of them said in unison.



Some time later, Amy and Veronica were picked up my Devon in her Mercedes. A 10 minute, French electro-pop filled ride later, they were back at Veronicas place.

"I think I get this now. Where's there a chair?"
"Oh, I'll get one from my room"
"Oh, pish posh, there's no need for that, it weighs more than you do, I'm sure!"

Devon put the chair right in front of the bath and sat down, letting her bare legs sit in the bath water just below the knee level.

"That'll be awfully inconvenient, Devon. You'll have too much leg to move around comfortably."
"Ah, you'll see." She wiggled what was left of her legs.

Moments later, Devons lower legs came off in the water. She dried the limp limbs off and put them in her bag, as she did that, she took out two strange looking, transparent devices.

"Are those..."
"Yes!"

Devon slid one of the... Sculptures onto her leg stump. It was shaped like an upside down isosceles triangle.
"Oh my god, they fit!"

Tentatively, while holding the side of the chair, she stood. Amy and Veronica stood on their arms in anticipation. She took a few careful, wobbly steps, the fibreglass stilts ticking along the floor.

"I.. I think this is working!"
"Wow!" The two girls sat down and clapped. Devon have walked in a few circles, proving that she could handle herself with them.

"Well, thanks to the both of you, I think I'll-" Devon paused, she had seen Amy several times, but there was something about the way the sunlight hit her face.
"Hold on..." She moved closer to Amy, who perched herself on the counter.
"Whoa.." Devon lifted her up in her hands, one on the bottom of her rib cage, the other supporting her upper back.
"Have you ever considered modelling?"
"Wha?"
"Hm, yes. If you're interested, send me a text message or something. I'd like to try my hand at designing some unusual wares!"

They heard her car drive off, and while they both wondered how she worked the pedals with those weird stilts, they puzzled even harder over what Devon could have meant.