Finale.
I wasn't expecting another call from Kira's clinic but it came a month later. The administrator asked me to visit Kira and also to "sort out" some aspects of her insurance claim. I explained that the insurance side of things were no longer my responsibility, but she said, "Come along anyway. There are personal aspects on which your opinion could be helpful."
Of course, I agreed to go and was in a fever of excitement over what might happen with Kira; never mind the company's liability.
When I got there, the admin meeting turned out to be mostly a formality over Kira's clinic costs and my opinion on the likelihood of the company paying those at least as soon as possible. Then came the "personal aspects."
Kira's surgeon was also present in the meeting and he explained her latest medical and physical conditions. She was totally without legs at all; removed right up to the hip joint. Her general health otherwise was good. Her heart and kidneys had recovered much of their function after removal of the damaged limbs and their failing nerves. Kira could be expected to live for many years, perhaps a full normal lifespan in these conditions, and he had reported that to the new company adjuster who had taken over from me.
In the room was a woman who introduced herself after the surgeon's talk as a "relationship therapist" and she did most of the talking from that point. She told us that Kira's hyper-sexuality had increased, although she used the world "exacerbated" which made it sound like a disease. Apparently, Kira now sought sexual pleasure 24 hours a day, with almost constant use of sex-toys, and very many orgasms. She was in permanent state of either excitement or recovery.
Kira's waist was now corseted to its absolute anatomical minimum, at her insistence. Her waist now contained only her injured spine, blood vessels and nerve tissues, and a single loop if her small intestine. Her colon had shifted downward and seemed to be functioning satisfactorily; while her stomach, liver, pancreas and lungs had shifted upwards into her chest; and also seemed to be unaffected.
"And there are other aspects of her appearance and condition which I'll not describe here," she concluded, "and she's been asking for you to visit her."
Immediately, I wondered if my opportunity had come again to experience some extremes of erotic pleasure with Kira. And I was not disappointed when they called nurse Alice to come for me, to go to Kira's new room.
As soon as I got into the room, Alice closed the door and I locked it.
In her usual way, Kira held out both arms towards me and hugged my face close to hers as we kissed and nuzzled each other.
"I didn't think I'd see you again," she said into my ear, almost too softly to hear.
She was crying silently and I could feel the tears on my cheek.
I let her settle for a few moments, and spoke to her, "I thought you'd forgotten me; it's been so long. I missed you."
"I've been a bit depressed after the last operation but now I'm recovered and ready to see you again," now she was smiling through the remnants of her tears.
"Please touch me, like you know," she said looking straight into my eyes, and I put my right hand down to her new pelvic area. No legs, or stumps, just smooth curves between her hip bones and her labia and her bottom.
I noticed that her plugs were bigger again. In her rectum at least 4-inches across and in her vagina I thought 3-inches. And another very tight black Lycra panty-girdle over her entire lower torso.
I did my usual movements and pressings on the plugs and she held my face to hers as she came to orgasm in less time than it takes to tell here. Maybe only 8 or 10 seconds. She squealed a little as it overcame her and then relaxed her hold on my head. I stood up.
After a few more seconds, she said, "Let me show you this," and raised her gown above her waist, so that I could see the massive reduction she had achieved.
I reached down and held her waist in my fingers and thumbs with my middle fingers overlapping at the back. Her measurement could have been only 15 or 16 inches round. My own corset fetish asserted itself fully and I wanted to get inside her as soon as possible and to cling onto that waist whilst plunging into her.
I moved my face close to her as I held her waist, "I want you very much. Please may I come in?" I was asking like a little boy pleading for a cookie.
"Oh yes, now, come into me now, I've been waiting so long," she replied and removed her gown completely.
It was then I realized that her breasts had increased in size and she was wearing a really solid rather matronly bra with bones and a deep band that fitted over the top edge of her corset.
"Kira, your breasts are wonderful," I said and she replied, "It just happened when we got the new tighter corsets."
"I like your bra; it hold you very nicely," I said stroking her well-supported breasts pointing to the ceiling.
"I was worried you'd think it all old-fashioned. I'm glad you like it," she replied and I took off all my clothes.
Then four things happened as quickly as I could manage.
First, I clipped the stainless steel scrotum ring around my package of testicles and penis.
Second, I tilted her frame-bed back so that she was angled away from me with her pelvis at my shagging height.
Third, I struggled a little to remove the tight little panty-girdle. It was so small and containing, that I had to go round the other side of the frame to pull it all the way over her pelvis and lay it on the little table.
Finally, I reached down to pull out her vagina plug. It came with a little effort and a big sigh from Kira.
It was at this stage I realized that my sex package would never fill her space; nor would I get any stimulation just from moving in and out of her.
Kira knew exactly what was going through my mind and reached out to bring something even as I was wondering how to proceed.
"Put this in my first and then join us," she smiled and winked at me
It was a smaller plug that had a channel gouged out of one side, and I could see how it would work for us both.
