Michelle removed her jacket, then her shirt, revealing her white bra. Plunging the blade into her midsection right above her belly button Michelle drew the blade across herself slowly, eventually cutting clean through. She set the blade down on the bed, then put her hands beside herself and pushed up. She laughed as her upper body lifted away from her torso, the underside swinging softly as she tried to steady herself. She sat down on her stump behind her torso, admiring the smooth cut surface of her lower half. "Ha ha ha! It's like a dream come true!" She cheers.
You are stunned to hear this. "A... What?"
Michelle blushes slightly. "John, ever since I was a little girl I was obsessed with those magic shows. The ones where the magician would saw girls in half. I always wanted it to be... to be me. So even if this is permanent I'm happy!" She informed you.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that, but I don't think you thoughts this through all the way. How are you going to get around in public like this? I mean you'd have to have great balance to stay on top of your lower half." You told her.
"Please, I've actually put a lot of thought into this. Just watch." Michelle assured you. Michelle began walking on her hands towards your dresser, her arms shaking in both excitement and strain. She struggles to open the second drawer but refuses your help, wanting to get practice with her new form early. She eventually manages to open the drawer up by herself and starts digging through it. After a minute of searching she draws out what she had been looking for, a pair of suspenders. She then made her way back to her legs and with some difficult repositioned herself atop them. She undid her belt from her jeans and tied it tightly around the cut surface. Afterward she hooked the suspenders to her belt loops and strapped them over her shoulders, fully securing her to herself. Finally she put her shirt back on. "Eh? You can't even tell right?" She bragged, hopping up and down to prove how sturdy she was.
"I'm impressed, maybe you did put more thought into this than I thought you did." You concede.
"Alright, well, now I'd like to try something else." She said. She undid her rig and sat her top half back on your bed, leaving her legs standing. "I'm going to try to navigate your house without being able to see." She told you.
"Sounds awesome, though I think I should help you down the stairs." You say, not wanting your girlfriend to break a leg or something.
"That's probably a good idea. In fact, would you mind just following my lower half around while I explore? Just for the sake of safety." She said. You agreed and she began her journey. Her legs walked out of the room and you followed them, closing the door behind you so the Michelle couldn't cheat by looking at her legs walk down the stairs. She approached the edge very slowly, shuffling in the direction of the stairs blindly. Finally her toes found the edge, and she made her way down.
Step by step she made her way down, with you right beside her to catch her if something went wrong. It was weird, you had always been a fair bit taller than your girlfriend and now you towered over her delicate and vulnerable body. She made it down the stairs safely and began exploring the house. It took almost no time at all for things to go haywire. She took a few steps forward and ran directly into the wall, though luckily you were able to catch her before she fell. She turned and tried to navigate her way to the kitchen, but overshot it and ran into the wall next to it. The next fifteen minutes were spent with you stifling laughter as Michelle's lower body failed to traverse your house. You could tell that she was totally lost by the end of it and had no idea that she was in the living room. Her legs seemed to come to a stop in the middle of the room, her waist bowing forward a little in defeat. You laugh and pat her on top of the stump in a sort of "there there" gesture.
She then did something that caught you by surprise. She took a step towards you, pressing up against your left thigh and began slowly but steadily grinding up and down, both of her legs wrapping around your left. You watched for a long time, feeling her jeans tolling over your skin and getting increasingly hard. She then stopped and began slipping out of her pants, jumping up and down without her belt on to loosen them before shaking her hips side to side sliding them down. Once on the floor she stepped out of her pants, brushing them to the side with her foot. She had now only her white panties, which you could tell were absolutely soaked. She then sat down on the floor, lowering herself onto her rear softly before spreading her legs readily. This really was a dream come true.
You practically got rope burn as you ripped your pants of in record time, your boxers going with them seconds later. You dropped to your knees and grabbed Michelle's panties, dragging them off of her legs and launching them across the room. She opened herself up again once you were done and you readily took her thighs and began working your way into her. She was already well lubricated in excitement and with each thrust you traveled deeper, causing her legs to quiver madly. Soon you were nearly down to your base, drawing in and out in an ever quickening cycle as her legs clenched around you. You let go of her hips and reached around to her ass, squeezing it tightly as you got a good hold of Michelle. You stood up with her still impaled on you, her much lighter form and supportive legs making for much easier transport. You carry her to the nearby couch and set her down on her stump, her upside down body resting perfectly flat on its new surface. Taking hold of her legs again and spreading them out as widely as possibly, nearly a full splits, you ram yourself into her cunt again at an angle that was wholly new to both of you. Neither of you can last much longer and soon you climax, continuing to pump as you felt Michelle tighten around you in a barrage of orgasms. After you are totally spent you step back and draw yourself out, causing Michelle to collapse with her ass in the air and knees on the cushions as she was no longer supported. You smiled at your handiwork, watching her belly rise and fall shortly despite not having lungs connected.
You rest momentarily before taking a hold of her right ankle and dragging her behind you like a caveman, her bum dragging across the floor and up the stairs with a sweaty slippery sound. You open the door and see Michelle on the bed, arms outstretched and panting deeply. "Dreams... do come true... after all." She said playfully, causing you to chuckle. "So... care to fulfill... another dream of mine?" She asked, her head turning up as she asked. "Could you...
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