The Pill By ParaGirl

Cathy had seen the information in a medical publication while

waiting for her doctors’ appointment. It said that there was new

research on a pill which was supposed to enable paralyzed women, such

as herself, to come to orgasm. She was fascinated and had to know

more.

Ever since her accident several years earlier, the accident which had

paralyzed her from the waist down and had made her a double below-

knee amputee as well, she had loved almost every aspect of her life. As

strange as it sounded, she had wanted to be disabled, confined to a

wheelchair ever since she was a little girl. When she had woken up in

the hospital that fateful day, not feeling anything from her waist down,

seeing where her legs ended in stumps just four inches below her knees,

she had almost wept with joy. It had been difficult to adjust at first, but

she recovered remarkably quickly. Ever since than she had loved every

minute of her condition, keeping in shape as much as she could, dressing

in sexy clothes designed by a friend of hers, made just to show off her

paralyzed stumps. She loved stockings and socks on her soft stumps,

and even just leaving them bare was fun too, and always a head-turner.

Yes, she had loved almost everything about being disabled, but she

missed orgasms. She had had alot of sex since her accident, more than

before it actually. Many men, and several women, had been curious

about her abbreviated lower half, and she had had alot of fun with them

all, but she hadn’t had a single orgasm since her accident, didn’t think

her body could have one. She felt good during sex, of course.

Everything done to her upper body and breasts was extra-sensitive, and

she got totally turned on watching people play with her stumps,

especially since she couldn’t feel them. Even though she was totally

independent, one of her favorite bedroom games now was ‘helpless little

legless girl’. There was just the one thing missing- orgasms- and she

really missed them. She would do almost anything to have one again!

“Doctor,” Cathy said as she wheeled herself into his office, waving

the magazine. “I want to try this.” She laid the magazine out and

pointed out the article on the ‘Orgasm Pill’

“Nice to see you, too, Cathy.” Replied Dr. Hibbert. “Let’s give you

your check-up before we talk medications, OK?”

Cathy reluctantly agreed and Dr. Hibbert lowered his examination

table to a level Cathy could get up on. He then left the room so she

could strip for her checkup, taking the magazine with him.

Cathy first stripped off her shirt and bra, exposing her large, firm

breasts. She then parked her sporty wheelchair near the exam table and

locked the wheels there. She lifted herself out of her wheelchair with

her arms and slid her bottom onto the exam table, so her paralyzed

stumps flopped out of the wheelchair. She laid back and stripped her

specially-fit leggings off, leaving herself dressed only in her white cotton

panties. She always figured thongs were a little too much for a doctors

visit. She laid her clothes on her wheelchair and pulled the little paper

Johnny on over her mostly naked body. The Johnny came down past

her

stumps, so she folded the bottom of it up eight inches, leaving her

beautiful stumps exposed. She called to Dr. Hibbert that she was ready.

Dr. Hibbert entered the exam room followed by a nurse, because it

was against hospital policy for a male doctor to be alone with a female

patient. The nurse was new to Cathy, and very attractive. Young, with

black hair and a great figure, she stood back ready to assist Doctor

Hibbert if he needed it. Cathy noticed that the nurse was kind of staring

at her, or more specifically her wheelchair. He wondered to herself if

there was more to this nurse than met the eye.

The exam went as normal, everything checked out fine for Cathy

heathwise, and Dr. Hibbert sat down in front of Cathy to talk, the nurse,

whose name turned out to be Danielle, stood in the background.

“Well, Cathy, this new drug is still pretty experimental, and to be

honest I’m sot even sure I can get you into the trials for it. It’s a tricky

thing, because the drug doesn’t actually improve or prolong health, so

it’s considered almost recreational. Very hard to get cleared through

medical insurance and such, and the cost without medical insurance-

well let’s just say Bill Gates might be able to afford about a month’s

supply, if the market was up! I know that this drug would mean alot to

you, and to any woman in your condition- that is paralyzed. I will see

what I can do, I’ll let you know in a few days.”

It was more than Cathy had even expected, so she thanked Dr.

Hibbert and drove back home. She decided to unwind a bit, so she

started a hot bath. She pulled off her shirt and bra, rubbing her breasts

lightly. She slid a little out of her chair and slid off her tights and

panties, the used the grab-bars around the tub to lift herself into the

warm, comfortable water. She watched as her stumps floated before

her- it was still strange to her to see her legs float like that, they didn’t

even seem like hers, really. She laid back and relaxed for almost an

hour, thinking about what it would be like to have an orgasm again.

It was six days later when Cathy got the call. Dr. Hibbert had pulled

through, mostly-

“Well Cathy, it wasn’t easy, but I got you into a trial for the new

drug. It will be a one-dose monitored session, and there is a fifty

percent chance you will get only a placebo, but it’s the best I can do.”

“OK, it sounds fine, but what is a monitored session- I don’t have to

do this in front of a bunch of doctors or something, do I?”

“No, Cathy, you can do it in your own home, but you must be

observed by a qualified person. There is already a volunteer to help in

that capacity, if you’ll allow it.” Doctor Hibbert hesitated for a

moment.

“And who would that be?” Cathy asked cautiously, not wanting to

imagine the 50-plus slightly overweight doctor leering at her in the

throws of passion.

“Actually, you’ve met her- it’s my new nurse, Danielle.”

Cathy felt butterflies as he said the name. Danielle was very

attractive indeed, and seemed to have more than a passing interest in

Cathy, or at least her wheelchair. Yes, this would work out just fine,

Cathy thought.

“I’ve set up the test for a week from Saturday- I hope that schedule

is OK with you.”

“It’s fine- I just hope I get a live dose!” Cathy exclaimed and hung

up. She had a week and a half to wait, but she still couldn’t contain

herself. She started wondering things about Danielle, what her interest

was, what her hobbies were, even what she looked like out of that cute

little Nurses outfit she wore. Her head was going a million miles an

hour until the day of the ‘experiment’.

Cathy had spent the past day cleaning her home and straightening

things out for Danielle’s’ arrival. The house was clean and cheery, she

had lit a few candles to improve the atmosphere, and she had dressed in

black stockings, custom fit for her amputated legs, a short skirt, and a

light blouse.

Danielle pulled up to the front of Cathy’s house about ten minutes

early and Cathy watched her get out- She was actually wearing her

nurses’ uniform!- and remove a black bag from the back seat. By the

time she got up the walk, Cathy had the door open and was welcoming

her inside.

“Hi Cathy, I’m Danielle, we met in Dr. Hibberts office.” The

attractive brunette said as she was welcomed into Cathy’s home. Cathy

couldn’t help but notice up close that Danielle’s ‘nurses uniform’ was a

little more than hospital issue. She wore a short white skirt and a white

labcoat, and Cathy couldn’t tell, but it didn’t look like there was

anything under her labcoat! She wore a stethoscope around her neck to

accent the nurse aspect, but the white silk stockings she wore were a bit

more than ‘bedside manner’.

“I’m glad you could come by, and I really want to thank you and Dr.

Hibbert for letting me in on this. By the way, nice outfit, ‘nurse’.”

Danielle looked a little embarrassed for a minute, then told Cathy.

“Well, I have to be honest, Cathy. I was hoping to take a more active

role than ‘observer’ in this test. If that bothers you at all, just let me

know, and I’ll go. I’ll even leave the pills here for you, and we can

make something up for the clinical evaluation.”

“You’re cute when you’re nervous, Danielle. I like that. So what did

you have in mind, by the way? Glass of wine, soft music, a stump

massage?” Cathy giggled. Danielle, on the other hand, turned a deep

shade of red and turned away from Cathy.

“What? What did I say Danielle? Is that what you want, do you like

my stumps?” Cathy lifted one of her smooth paralyzed stumps and held

it in her hands. “Would you like to touch it? “ Danielle turned around

and ran a finger over the soft nylon-clad flesh. She was very flushed,

and her hand trembled slightly. Cathy moaned a little as she watched

Danielle’s fingernail trace a think line up her paralyzed thigh.

“I’m sorry, Cathy. I don’t feel right doing this.”

“Why not, Danielle? I certainly don’t mind- as a matter of fact I

really like it. How can I make you more comfortable, I want this to be

fun.”

“Well, let me get something else from my car, OK? If it’s too much

for you, just tell me, it’s OK.”

“Don’t worry about it, Danielle. Go get whatever it is, if it will make

you feel more comfortable, and we’ll start again. Trust me, it takes an

awful lot to make me feel uncomfortable. Anyway, you’re a nurse!”

Cathy giggled. Danielle went out to her car and pulled a duffel bag out

of the trunk. She carried it in and set it on Cathy’s couch.

“OK, so what’s in the bag Danielle? The suspense is killing me!”

Danielle opened the bag slowly and pulled out a pair of aluminum

forearm crutches. She then pulled out a pair of beautiful legbraces, full

length, all metal and straps.

“You’re a wannabe!” Exclaimed Cathy. Danielle almost fell over she

was so suprized over the exclamation.

“You know what a wannabe is? I thought I-”

“I am a wannabe, Danielle! Or at least I was before my accident.

Now I am what I’ve always wanted to be- confined to a wheelchair.”

Danielle just looked shocked for a minute, then started to giggle,

then she burst out into all-out laughter! She sat on the couch near her

legbraces and laughed out loud, and Cathy joined her. The both laughed

for a few minutes and Danielle started taking her shoes off.

“Wait, Danielle, follow me, I’ll help you with those.” Cathy said and

started wheeling into another room. Danielle carried her braces and

followed Cathy into her bedroom.

Danielle looked around the room, then focused on the metal

trapezium that hung over the bed. “Your whole house is so great,

Cathy, so accessible everywhere. You must love it!”

“More than you know, Danielle. Every inch of this house was

designed with me in mind, and I couldn’t live without most of the

gadgets around here. At least not easily. It’s alot tougher being

actually handicapped than pretending, believe me!”

“So do you regret it, Cathy? Becoming disabled? Losing your legs,

breaking your back?”

Cathy looked up at Danielle and lifted one stump, crossing it over

the other, then smiled wide. “Danielle, as weird as it sounds, my

accident was the greatest thing to ever happen to me.” Danielle smiled

back at her widely. “Now, get up on the bed, I’ve never played with

legbraces before.” Danielle sat up on the bed and Cathy wheeled up to

it. She lifted one of Danielle’s’ legs and lifted it up onto the bed, then

lifted her other leg onto the bed.

“Now, would this be easier if I’m down here or on the bed,

Danielle?”

“I think it will be easier if you’re on the bed, if you’re going to help

me put them on. I’ll help you up if you want.”

“No need.” Cathy said as she wheeled to the other side of the bed.

She locked the wheelchair and boosted herself the short distance from

her chair to the bed. She scooted herself over on the bed and lifted her

limp stumps up and placed them in front of her.

“OK, now what?” She asked. “First, my shoes have to come off.”

said Danielle.

Cathy scooted down to where Danielle’s’ feet were and lifted one,

slipping the white nurses’ shoe off of it, placing the nylon-clad foot back

down on the bed. She removed Danielle’s other shoe in the same way,

and tossed both shoes off the bed unceremoniously. “We won’t be

needing those anymore, will we?” Cathy said with delight. “Now

what?”

Danielle lifted a brace from the side of the bed and handed it to

Cathy. It was all metal, with buckles and straps galore.

“My my, this IS pretty kinky, isn’t it Danielle. OK, what do I do?”

“First, make sure all the straps are open and the shoe is untied.”

Cathy looked the brace over, unstrapping one of the straps and

making sure the shoe was wide open. The shoe on the brace was a thick

orthopedic shoe that came up to about ankle height. It was brown and

matched the straps on the brace, and it didn’t seem to have any pivots

on

the ankles.

“Nope, no pivots on the ankles at all- I like it better that way,

wearing the braces pretty much cripples me- no offense I hope, Cathy”

“None Taken, believe me. So, when you’re in these-”

“I can’t stand or walk without my crutches.”

“Cool. So how does it go on?”

“OK, let me lift my leg and you slide the brace under it.” Danielle

began raising her leg unaided.

“Stop it right now.” Said Cathy sternly. Danielle dropped her leg

down and looked at Cathy. “OK, now try it the right way- you can’t use

your leg muscles at all. Lift your leg with your arms, like I have to.”

Danielle griped her leg behind the calf and knee with both hands and

lifted it up. Cathy liked the way her foot just hung limply- Danielle

really wasn’t using her legs muscles at all. She slid the brace under

Danielle’s’ leg and Danielle lowered her leg onto it, her foot falling to

the

side of the shoe.

“OK, shoe first- put my foot into the shoe.” Danielle instructed.

Cathy lifted Danielle’s foot and slid it gently into the orthopedic shoe.

She tied the laces tightly around Danielle’s’ foot.

“Nice. OK, now do the thigh straps here.” Danielle indicated the

wide leather band at her upper thigh. Cathy had to move to reach it,

and Danielle watched as she dragged herself up to thigh level on the

bed. She clamped the strap down tightly and as she buckled it, she

caressed the uppermost region of Danielle’s’ thigh. She guessed at the

next strap, just above Danielle’s’ knee, and clamped that down as well.

“Now, the last strap, there at my calf.” Danielle said, and Cathy

could tell she was getting excited by this treatment. Cathy was very

excited as well, and was really hoping that this orgasm pill was all it was

cracked up to be. She did the last strap on Danielle’s’ brace and

scooted

herself back down to her feet.

“OK, next” she said, and Danielle handed her the second legbrace. It

was the same as the first, the large orthopedic shoe, the straps. It was

turning Cathy on looking at Danielle’s’ one leg, the soft stocking under

the hard brace sticking out from under the short skirt. Her other leg,

still in it’s stocking but without the brace, looked thin and helpless, alot

like Cathy’s stumps in their soft black nylons. Danielle used her arms to

lift her leg again, and Cathy slipped the brace under. She slipped

Danielle’s’ foot into the shoe again, tying it tightly, then scooted up

again to get the other straps. This time she lingered much longer at

Danielle’s’ upper thigh, and as she looked up at her, Cathy was suprised

with a passionate kiss from Danielle.

“Well, I guess I don’t have any more questions about where this is

going, do I?” she giggled. Danielle laughed a bit, too. Cathy could tell

she was still a bit nervous about the whole thing, so she scooted up the

bed a bit and returned the kiss. She reached behind Danielle’s head,

stroking the back of her neck gently as she kissed her. She stole a quick

glance down to see Danielle’s hand stroking her stump, and she moaned

a little. She felt Danielle’s’ hand on her breast suddenly and stopped the

kiss.

“OK, before this gets too crazy Danielle, we DO have a purpose here

today, right? What do we have to do to get this ‘trial’ underway?”

Danielle actually blushed. “I’m sorry, I almost forgot. I just get so-

well, so hot when I’m wearing my braces like this, and this is the first

time I’ve ever had someone help me put them on. I guess I got a little

carried away. Now I’ll get the- oh damn!”

“What, what’s wrong Danielle?”

“The pills are in your living room- and so are my crutches. I can’t

walk, or even stand without them.”

Cathy giggled. “Oh, is that all. Well, I can go get the pills- no, I

have a better idea. Wait here.” Cathy scooted over the edge of the bed

by her wheelchair and began to transfer into it.

“I’m not going anywhere, trust me” Danielle laughed, lifting one of

her braced legs with both hands. The heavy shoe dropped to the bed

with a dull thunk.

Cathy got into her wheelchair, adjusting her stumps and skirt, then

wheeled into the living room. She grabbed Danielle’s’ crutches and lay

them across her paralyzed lap, wheeling back into the bedroom. Instead

of giving them directly to Danielle, however, she leaned them up against

the wall across from the bed.

“Cathy, what are you doing putting my crutches over there, I can’t

reach them?”

“Exactly- you’re really handicapped today, and you’re crutches are

out of reach with noone to help you get them- so you have to get them.”

Danielle smiled at Cathy. She had been totally afraid of what Cathy

would think of her when she got there that morning, but now Cathy was

having as much fun with her ‘disability’ as she was. Cathy parked

across the room and waited for Danielle.

Danielle first lifted one braced leg with both arms and put it over the

side of the bed. It still stuck out straight, of course, so Danielle clicked

the knee lock and let her leg drop limply to the floor. The heavy

orthopedic shoe thudded mutely against the carpet. She lifted her other

braced leg and dropped it off the side, then lifted her legs to straighten

them again, so her heels were on the floor. She scooted off the edge of

the bed, holding on to the bed post with both hands, and lowered herself

to the floor gently. She could tell from Cathy’s approving glance that

she was doing well. Once on the floor, her braced legs stuck out in

front of her, she began dragging herself backwards across the floor, her

legs dragging limply behind her. She reached her crutches and sat for a

minute, assessing the situation. She had never gotten up from the floor

like this without cheating before, but she refused to cheat with Cathy

sitting there watching her. Still sitting with her back to the wall,

Danielle grabbed her crutches, one in each hand. She grabbed onto the

hand bars and pulled, her back supported against the smooth wall, and

she slid slowly up the wall. Her legs dragged with her, until she lifted

herself about halfway up. She stopped, and her braced legs supported

her like a lean-to. She was now able to push herself up to standing,

supported by her crutches and her braced legs. Cathy clapped loudly.

“Very good Danielle, I’m going to have to make you an honorary

disabled person!” Danielle laughed at that.

“Now that I’m ambulatory, I’ll get my bag from the living room. If

you want, you can get back on the bed- that’s where we want to do this,

I’m assuming.

“Sounds good to me. Are we going to need anything else?”

“Nope, just you will be fine.” Danielle replied as she crutched out of

the bedroom. Cathy watched her, she used a swing-thru gait, lifting

both braced legs off the floor between the forearm crutches and

swinging them through for the next step. Cathy noted that she was very

good at the walking part, and wondered how long she had been

‘playing’ disabled. She wheeled over to the bed and got ready for what

was to come.

Danielle crutched back into the room to see Cathy laid across the

bed, wearing a lacy black bra, see-thru panties, and the same stockings

on her stumps. She almost dropped the black bag she had clutched in

one crutch-wielding hand.

“I hope you don’t mind, I decided to get a little more comfortable.

You should, too.”

“I don’t mind if I do.” Danielle said. She crutched up to the bed and,

bracing herself on one crutch, put the bag and her other crutch on the

floor. She undid a snap and a zipper on the side of her skirt and let it

drop to the floor. Cathy gazed at Danielle’s’ long legs, encased in the

heavy legbraces, and realized for the first time that Danielle was wearing

stockings with garters and a garter belt. She removed her shirt, taking

care not to lose her balance, until she stood there supported on one

crutch and her legbraces, in stockings and garters, lace panties, and her

white bra. Cathy was impressed.

“Come sit with me, Danielle.” Cathy cooed and pat the bed beside

her. Danielle turned around slowly on her braces and lowered herself

clumsily to a sitting position on the edge of the bed. She pulled herself

up on the bed about another foot, so her legs were again straight out in

front of her. She pulled one leg onto the bed with both hands, and then

lost balance a little. She felt Cathy’s hand on her shoulder as she lifted

her second leg onto the bed.

“Careful, wouldn’t want you hurting yourself for real- it would be

hard to explain to Dr. Hibbert, to be sure!” Cathy giggled. Danielle

hugged her and both women felt a charge as their naked skin brushed

lightly together. They began kissing again, and Cathy slid her fingers

under Danielle’s’ bra clasp, popping it easily. As it slid off, Cathy

brushed her fingers across Danielle’s’ hard nipples, caressing her breasts

softly. Danielle moaned.

“OK,” Danielle panted, finally pulling herself away from Cathy’s

advances and reached down for the bag she had brought. She placed it

on her lap and opened it, pulling a plastic pouch with two yellow pills in

it. “This is called progastinal, and it is designed to stimulate an orgasm

response without using the neural pathways of your spinal column,

which are severed for you. The dosage is two pills, and it is supposed

to start working in about twenty minutes, with or without sexual

stimulation if I read the documentation right. For this trial, there is a

fifty percent chance you will have a placebo, simple sugar pills.”

“OK, but what do you mean ‘start’ working in 20 minutes?” Cathy

asked.

“I’m honestly not sure, that’s what the drug company that designed

the stuff put out in their literature, ‘Start working’. I guess we’ll find

out though, won’t we?”

Cathy took the pills from Danielle and ingested them dry. They had

a slightly bitter taste going down, but weren’t too bad. She hoped the

biter taste was an indication that they weren’t sugar pills.

“OK, here goes nothing, sweetie.” Danielle said and wrote down the

time in a notepad she had brought from the bag. She replaced the pad in

the bag and placed the bag back onto the floor. As she came back up,

she was caught offguard by a deep kiss from Cathy. They again

clutched at each other, kissing and caressing one another passionately.

Danielle slid Cathy’s bra off now, and both women held each other chest

to chest, rubbing their sensitive nipples against each other. Cathy

decided she wanted to be closer and she moved herself until she faced

Danielle. Danielle saw what she wanted to do, and without a word

lifted her stump over her braced legs. Cathy scooted up, so she was

sitting, stumps spread, over Danielle’s’ braced legs. Danielle began

massaging and caressing Cathy’s stumps as Cathy kissed her hot breasts.

Both women were moaning with the pleasure they were experiencing.

Cathy slid off of Danielle’s legs after a few minutes and lifted one of

them by the shoe. She spread Danielle’s’ legs across the bed and

pushed her lifeless stumps up. Danielle lifted one stump and began

rubbing herself with it, then as Cathy watched, she took the other nylon-

clad stump and pulled it up to her mouth, began to kiss and lick it, and

finally she began to suck on it. Cathy couldn’t feel anything, but the site

of it was making her so horny and wet she couldn’t stand it! She bent

down and blew lightly onto Danielle’s pussy- Danielle nearly jumped off

the bed! Cathy positioned herself face down right in Danielle’s’ crotch

and began to lick her lightly. She looked up and saw that Danielle was

still playing with her stumps, and had slipped the nylon off one of them,

rubbing Cathy’s smooth, limp stump on her breast. Cathy continued the

ecstatic oral sex on Danielle, working her up almost to the point of

orgasm and then changing, bringing her down a few notches, only to

bring her up again. Danielle’s legbraced thighs twiched, and Cathy

could feel the leather thigh straps against her head. After what seemed

like forever Cathy finally brought Danielle up and over to an incredible

string of orgasms! Danielle grabbed onto the headboard behind her and

screamed Cathy’s name as she came at the tip of Cathy’s talented

tongue.

Cathy sat up and was almost ready to give up on the ‘orgasm pill’

when she felt a strange sensation in her stomach. It was like a very

pleasant case of butterflies. Danielle looked up into Cathy’s face and

asked her if it was working.

“I think so- I feel odd, but nice really.”

Danielle looked at her watch. “Well, it’s been 35 minutes- 35

wonderful minutes. Now let me do something to help you along.”

Cathy was about to ask what she had in mind when Danielle reached

down again into the ‘doctors bag’. Instead of pulling out the notepad,

like Cathy thought she would, Danielle brought out a vibrator of some

sort. It was black and appeared two-sided- it was a strap-on!

“I’m not very mobile with my legs braced, but I think we can pull this

off, how about you- you want to try?” Danielle asked.

“Yes, I’m sure I would love to try, let me help you with it.” Cathy

took the vibrator and licked it all over. She eased it into Danielle, who

moaned again with the pleasure of it. Cathy took the nylon straps and

helped Danielle to roll halfway over so she could fasten the straps

snugly. When Danielle rolled back over, Cathy lifted her braced legs

and brought them together so her shoes touched. The large vibrator

stuck up out of Danielle like a flagpole. Danielle helped Cathy slip out

of her panties, massaging her stumps and taking the remaining stocking

off, so that Cathy was totally naked.

“I’m starting to feel very different, Danielle. Really good, though.”

“Good, now let me help you mount me.”

“This will be great, I haven’t been ‘on top’ since my accident, not

with anyone.”

Danielle sat halfway up and helped Cathy get her stump up over her

braced legs again. She then helped Cathy move up to her pelvis, where

the vibrator waited. Cathy was very wet already, and as she gripped the

Trapezium and lifted herself, Danielle spread her stumps for her and

eased the fake cock into her as she lowered herself onto it. Danielle laid

back down and reached for Cathy’s breasts, massaging them more.

Cathy was now on top of Danielle, her stumps hanging limply to either

side of Danielle’s pelvis. She again grabbed the support trapezium and

lifted, watching her lower body move up and down on the vibrator. She

felt more tickle in her stomach, and it began to grow stronger and

stronger. Cathy began to ride Danielle more strongly, in rhythm with

the throbbing she now felt in her stomach and chest. She let go of the

support bar and fell forward, hugging tightly onto Danielle, their sweaty

breasts rubbing together. Danielle tried to thrust up into Cathy, as

much as her legbraced legs would allow, and Cathy’s stumps flopped

helplessly against Danielle as Cathy thrust against her. She began to cry

out with the ecstasy that was still building in her stomach and chest,

spreading out all over her. It was like a wonderful fire that was

consuming her whole! Danielle was sucking on her nipples now, and

holding her stumps out so she could thrust harder and deeper, and she

could FEEL it, at least the pleasure of it. All of a sudden she shot

straight up, holding the trapezium bar for support as she had a

tremendous orgasm that wouldn’t stop! Never had she felt anything like

it, she cried out and continued to fuck Danielle’s strap-on cock, now

more rocking then thrusting, and as she looked down at Danielle it

looked as if she was coming as well, from the thrusting she was feeling

on the other end of the strap-on.

“Get on top, please Danielle, let’s roll over. I want to feel you on

me.”

Cathy held on tight to Danielle as she worked her way on top, rolling

over with her upper body, her braced legs not quite finishing the roll.

She was able to straighten her legs and get up on her arms on top of

Cathy, then started moving her hips and pistoning her arms to thrust

deep into Cathy. She fucked Cathy’s crippled body, watching her limp

stumps flop on the bed with each thrust. Cathy held on to her breasts

and cried out again and again, until Danielle was just too tired to

continue and rolled off of her. Cathy continued to writhe on the bed for

several more minutes, masturbating frantically, massaging her breasts,

even playing with her naked stumps, until the sighs and moans finally

died down and she stopped moving altogether, just laid there panting

and sweating and sobbing a little.

“I can’t believe it.” She finally said to Danielle, who was also

exhausted. “I just can’t believe it could feel that good.” Danielle

nodded silently and reached out for Cathy, hugging her tightly to her.

They both drifted off to sleep shortly after.

“Well, Danielle tells me the pill worked well on you, Cathy.” Dr.

Hibbert said as he came in for Cathy’s exam. Danielle followed him in,

a big grin on her face.

“Yes, it worked very well. I can’t wait to try it again.” She replied

hopefully.

“Well, after reviewing Danielle’s report, the company that

manufactured the drug has decided to do more studies with you, twice a

month for the next three months, all supervised by the same clinical

expert- Danielle here. I hope you will agree to it, the company will

compensate you for the study.

If she had had legs, Cathy would have jumped for joy, but as it stood

she gratefully agreed and signed the paperwork. As Dr. Hibbert left the

room, Danielle stayed behind until he was out of earshot.

“Well, you know what this means, Cathy?” She said with a grin.

“No, what?”

“Next time, we go to my place!” She laughed, and gave Cathy a big

hug in her wheelchair.

The End