Michelle's anger dispersed as a strange numbness flowed up her arms.
As she held the limbs up in front of her face, she watched with horror as her fingers receded into her palms, which followed into her forearms, then the rest. Michelle had another panic attack as she glanced back and forth at the smooth patches on her shoulders, where moments before her arms were.
Eventually, she looked accusingly at Jeff, distressed and shocked.
"Jeff, what... what the fuck just happened to me? Why do I have no arms?!" she muttered.
"Michelle, calm down and listen, I have a confession to make." replied Jeff. Michelle stood up calmly and walked slowly over to Jeff in his office chair. "I'm listening..." was her only reply.
"I got this computer programme, it's called the Chronivac and it claims that it can change people. I tested it... on you!"
Michelle looked confused... "So you decided to remove my arms? Wha... Why?!" Jeff replied... "Because you were trying to have sex with me!"
"I'm your GIRLFRIEND Jeff!" responded Michelle, incredulously. "Yes, but that wasn't all I've done. My first test was to... my first test, was to give you... that!" said Jeff, pointing to her crotch.
"Give me what?" replied Michelle, confused. "Your penis." replied Jeff.
She went to reach down and grab her genitals out of confusion, but lacking arms, she simply glared at Jeff, before responding "You didn't give me this, I was born with it..."
"No, wait a second, I can show you..." beckoning over to the PC. "Look, here's the list of transformations I have made to you..."
Jeff pointed to the itemised lists of changes next to a wireframe image of Michelle's body. "See, 'remove arms', 'genital awareness' and 'set genitals = male'"
"Why does the 'set genitals' one say 'processing'?" questioned Michelle.
"I made that change first, to see if it would work and whether you would notice. When I saw how panicked you got, I tried to revert the change and the software crashed. I re-loaded it but it says the change is locked in. I looked for support details but there's nothing but an international number that isn't currently open. So I then removed your awareness of the change, which must have changed your memories..." replied Jeff
"...and my arms..." interrupted Michelle
"Well, as I said, you were trying to have sex with me. I'm a guy, i'm straight... I don't even..." Jeff paused, realising what he was saying, the magnitude of what he had done slamming home.
Michelle sat down, a tear in her eye. "I just don't believe this. I've always had my little Chelly..." Jeff did a double-take, realising that the software had created a history for his girlfriend in order to allow her to deal mentally with the change.
"The laughs at school, the other girls trying to grab it during PE... My parents shame at me..."
Jeff quickly reached back to his PC and cleared the 'remove arm' option, watching as Michelle's arms reappeared, her heads in her hand.
"I am so sorry for what I did Michelle, I didn't think... Shall I remove the awareness option?" offered Jeff
Michelle looked at him... "I... don't know. I can't process this. I thought you loved me despite my differences. Now it seems it was all a lie..."
"Not a lie!" interrupted Jeff. "I just went too far too quickly without thinking about what I was doing..."
"If you can take away this pain, then do what you want..." snapped Michelle, her teary head dropping back into her arms.
Jeff removed the awareness change. Michelle stopped crying immediately, stood up and walked over to Jeff, giving him an almighty slap, so hard it floored him.
"You fucking bastard..." she screamed at his prostrate form.