I hear a horn honking outside my house and pull up my pants and run to the front window to see who it is. I recognize the car as that belonging to the brunette.
She was back. What do I do? Essentially I had just raped her. Quickly I put her panties and shorts back onto her legs. Suddenly I was feeling very guilty and aware of the trouble I might now be in. The horn was still honking. I had to stop her or else the neighbors would soon be coming to investigate what all the noise was about.
I went outside. She was swearing at me from the drivers seat of her car 'You bastard! You need to fix this now!'
I went across and told her 'Shut up! Do you want to make this worse'
'Give me back my legs'
Not knowing what else to do I opened her car door and picked her up, Without legs she was really light. I quickly carried her inside.
I placed her down on a chair inside the front door and closed it. 'I'm sorry. it was an accident. I didn't mean to chop you'
'Where are my legs? What were you doing to me? I could feel you. How did you do this? Are you some sort of wizard?'
'Let me explain'
'Please do'
'It's my sword. It's magic. I got a gift voucher for the magic store and I bought the sword. I had only just got home when you called. I hadn't tried it out yet'
'Well you have now. Look what it did to me'
'Like I said I'm sorry. I'll get your legs. I think when I put them back in place you will become whole again'
'Well don't just stand there! Do it! Give me back my legs!'
I went to the other room and carried back her legs. 'Lie down and I will fix you up' She looked at me. I took the hint. I picked her up and lay her on the floor then I positioned her legs against the skin that had grown across where I had cut her in half. Unfortunately nothing happened. She did not fuse together.
'Oh shit!' I uttered. 'Maybe I should read the instructions. Umm I'm Des by the way' The brunette just glared at me. I could see she had tears in her eyes. 'I'll get the instructions'
I did. The store keeper had given me a sheet of instructions with the sword. I had folded it up and put it in my wallet. I pulled them out and read. 'Ah here it is. I need to put milk on both sides than hold them together'
'Do it you jerk!'
I went to the kitchen. Fortunately I did have some milk in the fridge. It was only a day out of date. It smelt okay. I also grabbed a clean dishcloth and returned to where the brunette was still lying in two pieces on the floor.
Trying to look like I knew what I was doing I soaked the dishcloth with milk then wiped first the top of her legs then the skin that had covered the cut to her torso. I then pushed her legs against her torso. We both watched as her two pieces fused together. It had worked I was very relieved.
The brunette stood up. She was happier than I was - for a second. Then she scowled at me and punched me square in the face. 'You bastard you have raped me. I'm full of gunk'
I knew I deserved that and more. I just had to hope she wouldn't go to the police. 'I'm sorry I don't know what got into me. I will make amends. What can I give you? What can I do for you?'
'I want to see this sword. Where is it?'
'Umm in the other room' I pointed to the door to the room where I had just collected her legs from.
'You stay here I will get it' She gave me a menacing look. I sat down, feeling my nose. I don't think it was broken. She went through the door and returned 30 seconds later with the sword.
'Okay Des I want to see those instructions' She held the sword menacingly in front of me. I wasn't going to argue. I pointed to where I had put the piece of paper, on a bench. My mouth was dry. I was scared. It looked like brunette was out for revenge.
She took a minute to read through the instructions. 'Hmm. Interesting. I wonder what I will try first with my new sword' She looked at me menacingly.
'It's yours. I don't want it. Are we even then?' Giving her the sword was better than going to jail. That was the penalty for rape wasn't it.
'Very good. Thankyou for the sword but I don't think we are even just yet. Hold out your hands Des'
I did and a second later watched in horror as they fell to the ground. The sword had just removed both of my forearms. I now just had stumps on my arms. My hands and 6 inches of attached forearm were wiggling on the floor. The Brunette laughed then the sword slashed through my legs. They became detached at knee level. I fell to the floor. I screamed.
'Quiet. Or I will chop off your head'
I quietened. 'So do you live here alone?'
'Yes' I nodded. 'I own the house. It was left to me by my parents'