Veronica couldn't believe that she'd become a contortionist in only ten minutes, despite the absurdities of the last month. She had spend the last hour testing her limits.

The loosened muscles had taken a while to get used to, but she could finally move around like normal. If anything, she felt much more graceful. She considered taking proper dance lessons.

If she had laid down on her stomach, she could actually flip her legs forward and rest them on her shoulder blades. Not only that, but if she sat down in a chair, she could effortlessly put her foot behind her head, she could actually brush her hair now.

She also found that she could bend forwards as easily as she could backwards. She laid down on her back, threw her legs back, to the sides of her head, and bent forwards, burying her face in her underwear. It was an exciting idea she had, but not now.

She rang up Amy, and she was over at her place in 15 minutes.

"Holy crap!" Amy reacted as she saw Veronica slip effortlessly into a split. "How?"
"I ordered some bath soap that makes you more flexible! Let me show you."

Amy had to give it a try, even though she was already flexible to begin with. She removed her clothes easily, bringing her toes up to her shorts and pulling enough to loosen them, then shimming off. She took off her tank top by sitting down and bringing her foot to her chest and pulling it up.

The ten minutes were up, and Amy carefully got out of the water.

"Oh-"
"Wow!"

She just turned her head to look around, but she accidentally twisted her neck 180 degrees.

"Does that hurt?!"
"No, not at all really."

Amy had tried herself off and carefully dressed herself, trying not to hit herself in the process due to her extra control. She found that she could twist her legs around outwards, so her knees and feet were backwards. She could also do a front bend so deep that she could stand and rest her chin on her tailbone.

Soon, they were on the floor, their legs wrapped around each other.

"This is really cool 'Ron, but there's something I don't like about it."
"What might that be?"
"I… I had to do years of stretching to get to where you are now, and you got your flexibility in 10 minutes." She set her head on her shoulder.
"Well, look at what it just did for you now. Your body wouldn't be capable of what you just did without the soap."
"I suppose you're right."
"Besides, I think I'd be dependent on this if I wanted to stay flexible."

Amy squeezed her legs a little tighter, embracing Veronica.

"You know, I actually like you being more flexible, even if you took a shortcut."
"Mmmm."

They kissed.

"I… Want to try something."

Veronica leaned back, and Amy did the same. She used her toes to take hold of Amy's panties, and slowly slid them off of her, under her skirt. Veronica then leaned back, and allowed Amy to do the same, only much more deliberate and slow.

As if telepathically, they approached each other again, balancing on their bottoms, pressing their clitorii together and arching their feet so they could hold each other. Their grips became tighter, and they gyrated, eventually losing their higher senses in a dopamine haze before finally releasing.


Over the next few days, Veronica had been advancing at a faster rate, now that she was more flexible. She had no trouble reaching for things in the cabinets, nor did she have issue dressing herself. She was almost totally independent, though she was still trying to figure out typing and writing.

They found themselves finally helping the dancers. Veronica was taking a bit of a back seat as Amy gave them a crash course. The bath soap had been deployed in the sink backstage.

Soon, all 5 of the dancers were at varying degrees of armless.

"Um, how am I supposed to text message now?" Yvonne said as she moved her stumps around in a circle.

"Okay, show me what you have planned." Amy said from the auditorium.

So they danced. It was what you might expect from ballet students learning to do contemporary. Veronica wasn't sure how much was added to the performance by removing the arms. Amy thought the same thing.

"What do you think?" Rachel, the organizer seemed nervous, her arm stumps were pressing in on her ribcage.
"I'm.. Not sure what the amputation element adds, perhaps you guys should try to figure out what you want from it. What's this about anyway?"
"Well, an angel loses her wings, then she works to get them back!" Rachel said, moving her stumps up and down to imitate wing movement.

"Guys!" Someone said from the back. "Check this out!"

Everyone went backstage. It turned out Tiffany had discovered an exploit in the detachment process.

"Look!" Her curiosity had led her to using an old stocking, ripping off a piece of it, and putting it between her detached arm and her stump. Her arm appeared to be working despite the "blockage"

"Wow, I never thought of that." Veronica said, her imagination going to work on the possibilities.
"They doesn't seem very stable though…" Amy reached her foot out to her hand, and pulled it off after a few tugs.
"Aww."
"You guys," Rachel interjected. "That's how we'll do it."

Their outfits were quickly sketched out, they were going to wear fully black leggings and tank tops, the "wings" would be attached to their arms, though they'd need fitting.

"Don't worry about the arm stuff, I think I know someone who'd be interested…" Veronica was going to propose this to Devon.
"You guy's work on your performance, I'll get these to Devon!" Amy wormed her way into the straps of the gym bag holding 10 arms, they weren't light.
"Hold on…" Veronica moved her head carefully, and managed to get the other strap on. Amy just smiled.

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"Whoa…" Was Devons appropriate response after seeing 10 athletic arms rolled out of a bag and on to her table. "What's all this?"
"Well, we have a bit of a problem, and we thought you might like to solve it!" Amy said with a bit of hesitation.
"What do you have in mind?"
"We discovered that if you use really thin material on the connection points, you can kinda keep the limb on, but it would still come off easily if you pulled a little."
"Ohhhhhhh… Hmmmm…" The expressions that Devon made gave the girls the impression that she was getting flooded with ideas.
"Still," She continued. "Why are there… Five sets of arms?"
"Amy's helping some dance students with their performance and they liked the idea of a 'fallen angel' angle. So, they want the arms to be readily removable, maybe with a zipper of some kind to put the 'wing' on."
"I think this would be… Very interesting, should I rush this?"
"None of them are really used to being armless… Perhaps soon enough that they'll still be able to take notes in class."
"Well girls, I'll get to work quick like! Run along now!" She sort of shooed them out of the art room at the school.

"That's awfully nice of her isn't it?" Veronica asked.
"I think she sees it more as a puzzle she can solve, or a fashion experiment."
"I'm sure she means well. She just wants everyone to look 'FAAAABULOUS' right?"
They had a laugh, but that was quickly interrupted.
"Ahh!" Veronica started to fall, and Amy quickly positioned herself so that she'd lean on her. "What the hell?"

Her right leg had fallen off, leaving a small slab of a stump. It hit the ground with a mild slap as her shoe flew off.

"Oh my god."
"Is that… Supposed to happen?"
"I sure hope not. I should call them."
"I'll get Sam over, he should still be at school."

Amy stabilized Veronica as she hopped over to the wall, then slid down into a sitting position. Amy moved her detached leg over, and got her bag off of her shoulder, reaching her foot in and texting Sam with her toes.

As he made his way there, Veronica called the support line. She wasn't used to using her left foot, but she still had the flexibility to bring her toes all the way to her ears. It wasn't so bad if she could lean against the wall.

"Hello?"
"Ah! I recognize that voice, hello again!"
"Hi, uh, my leg just… Fell off."
"Oh, abruptly?"
"Yeah."
"Hmmmmm. How much have you been using the soap?"
"A lot… I think…"
"Ah, that's probably it. If you try to put your leg back on, it might work, might not work. It's a little inconsistent."
"So… Am I okay?"
"Well, you're probably using the soap too much. Just avoid taking a bath in it for a week or two. After that your system should be clear of it. If you've been removing your legs a lot, then it'd make sense that that's happening to you. You haven't been taking your head off have you?"
"Only once."
"Ah, should be alright then. You can try putting yourself back together if you like, just don't use the soap at all if you want to 'reset' yourself, alright dear?"
"That sounds fine, thank you!"

"Well?" Amy asked.
"I've been using it too much, just gotta keep off the soap for a while."
"You guys sound like you're talking about drugs." Sam interjected, Veronica just stuck her tongue out.
"So, you'll be okay, do you think?" Amy asked.
"Yeah, should be." She smiled, taking her shoe off and setting her foot on Amy's.
"Hey, how about we go to my place, and figure things out then? Sam, are you okay with driving us?"
"Sure, I guess. I was going to drive Melissa too, actually."
"Wow, I haven't seen her all week." Veronica said.
"Yeah, she's been trying to nail her performance. She should be okay waiting a minute while you get your things."

With that, Sam held onto Veronica with one hand as she hopped, her leg on the other. By the time they'd gotten to the car, Amy had caught up with their bags.

"Oh, hey Melissa!"
"Hey~" She waved her arm stump. She was wearing short-shorts and a tank top, with stocking-like garments covering her stumps, leaving a "ring" of skin visible on her shoulders and hips.

Eventually, they were all in Sams old Vauxhall, and heading towards Melissa's place, which was closer.

"We haven't seen you for a while, how has your dance thing been going?"
"Pretty well actually!" She said, bringing her stumps up to her forehead to brush a stray hair behind her ear. "I wasn't sure about it early on, but I think I've got some good moves in it now!" She turned and smiled from the front seat.

"That's great! Have you adjusted well to having no arms or legs?"
"Amy…" Veronica whispered as she nudged her with her sole leg, Amy realized she might have made a mistake.
"What do you mean?"
"Uhh, y'know, uh… You don't… See someone with your body type… Perform, often?" Veronica brought her foot to her face, as she had no palm to put her face into.
"Oh, I see what you mean. Yeah, usually I dance with other people, but doing a solo dance as an amputee might be a little odd to some people. At least I've adjusted pretty well!"

They arrived at her house.

"We look forward to seeing you on Friday!" They shouted to her as Sam carried her in.
"Thanks guys!" She wagged her abbreviated arm as she entered the door.

"That was a close one."
"Yeah, I think she's totally hypnotized now."

Sam entered the car.
"Sorry about earlier guys. I should have told you she was all changed like."
"I think we dodged a bullet. I really shut Veronica out when it happened to me." She reached her foot over, holding Veronica's.
"She didn't say anything about it when I brought her in. Usually she tell me everything."
"Okay. No more acknowledgements guys!"

They were soon at Amy's place. Sam had dropped them off, Amy and Veronica were now seated around the coffee table, 'Rons detached right leg resting on its side.

"So, what do you want to do? Try and put it back on?"
"Hmm. I dunno."

Amy brought her knees to her chest and rested her chin on them. "The help desk told you to stay away from the soap, so maybe you should put it back on?"
"Maybe not… I honestly have a lot of fun like this."
"Maybe we should start to think about why we find it fun." Amy stretched her feet out while balancing, grabbing a book lazily with her toes and flipping through the pages.
"I feel like, even more unique when I do it," Veronica adjusted her posture on the floor, her only leg making a triangular shape to keep her stable. "I don't get noticed as much when I have all of my parts."
"But 'Ron," Amy moved over, letting her knees go to her sides as she held Veronicas foot with both of hers. "Even if there was none of this detachment stuff involved on the night where you took me apart, I still would have kissed you."
"Lets not worry about that right now. My leg isn't going anywhere, I just need to stay off the bath stuff for a while. Now, I wanna try this!"

That was good enough, for now. They smiled, and Veronica leaned forward, and slowly pushed herself off the floor, balancing on our leg.
"Okay, that takes a lot out of me…"
"It's good for your squat muscles!" Amy said.
"Heehee, alright…"

Veronica started to hop around a bit, but Amy didn't have to stand to her side for too long. Just as Amy found it when she tried it, it was deceptive how easy it was to balance. She also had her weight reduced from her lack of arms.

Veronica could also use her left foot just fine for eating, and holding on to things. It was really just a reduction of her mobility that occurred. Though, later into the night, things started to unravel.

"Yipe!"

It was fortunate that it happened after getting into their sleepwear, though the shorts wouldn't really stay on Veronica anymore. Her leg had slipped off just as she sat down on the side of the bed, making her fall backwards.

"Looks like you're going to be my teddy for tonight!"
"I'm not very fluffy though~ Ah!"

Amy had removed her shorts, they wouldn't be able to hang on to her hips anyway. Veronica's small, slab-like leg stumps and privates were exposed.

"Oh, I might get cold down there!"
"Nah, not tonight!"

Amy adjusted Veronica's position, setting her up against a pillow and bringing the covers over her stomach, her smooth armless shoulders visible due to her tank top. She mounted her on her stomach, looking down at her seductively.

"Oof! You're really into it!"
"I'm actually starting to rethink the flexibility soap, 'Ron. I feel a little silly now."
"Why's that?"
"Because…"

Amy pushed the covers back, exposing Veronica. She then bent backwards into a rather extreme triple-fold, her mouth positioned at Veronica's mound while her shins still straddled her hips.

"Wow!"
"I sure couldn't have done that last week, or this…"

Amy then snapped back upright, then bringing one leg behind her head, then sliding her foot down her back, she did the same with her other leg, while managing to balance. She ended up with both feet all the way behind her, and touching the sheets of the bed.

"Wow! That… I know it isn't but, it appears painful." A fair observation, her hip joints were a little knotted up.
"There is a little bit of pressure at this point, but not too bad." Amy changed her posture. "Now, where were we?"

Amy quickly removed her clothes, tossing them aside.

She mounted Veronica again, her shins against the sheets, and began to slowly gyrate. Veronica could only squirm.

"Ohh!" They moaned as Amy secured Veronica in her legs, grabbing her and pulling their hips together as they scissored upright.

"That was… Almost too much." Veronica relaxed her neck, falling forward into an embrace. The best embrace that you get without any arms involved.
"Ah, you were wonderful." Amy kissed her on the cheek. "Mmmm, I can't wait for tomorrow. 'Ron?"

She had fallen asleep upright. Amy laid her down and pulled the sheets up.



Morning pierced the window, and Veronica found herself squirming in the sheets, trying to avoid the sun.

"Morning." Amy whispered as she lay sideway, bringing a toe to some hair in Veronicas face and brushing it away.
"Mmmm." Veronica lazily rolled towards her.
"How about I bring you something to eat?"

As Amy went off, Veronica realized that she still had to go to class. She stretched as best she could, pushing out her chest and bending backwards. She instinctively tried to kick the sheets away, but realized she only had small, useless "slabs" available to her.

Thankfully, she had enough flexibility to bend forwards, and bite the sheets and peel them off. She found that her knickers were still absent.

"Wow." Was her only thought. Her bits were framed by the slabs of skin, but it looked inviting. She leaned forwards, enjoying her extra flexibility, and gave herself a lick. She was a little sensitive still for the night prior, so she just shuddered a bit and fell back on her pillow.

"Um, Amy?" She called out.
"Oh, you're up!" She replied from the kitchen.
"Where are my panties?"
"Oh, one moment!"

Amy came in, and quickly found them on the floor near the bed.

"Do you want me to slip them on?"
"No thanks, I'd like to try myself."
"Hehe, OK."

Using her toes, Amy lifted them up and set them in front of Veronica. Veronica then leaned all the way forwards, and picked them up with her mouth around the waistband. Bringing them and her mouth near her hips, she managed to get it around her left hip, then easily pulling it over to the right.

"Ohhh, very impressive."

With some help, Veronica managed to get on the floor. She inch-wormed her way to the living room, where Amy brought breakfast and fed her with her toes.

But they still had to get to school, so Veronica got her legs on, and off they went.