Kelly was in complete and utter delight. Thanks for the ring, she had remove the specific parts she truly hate. She had no vagina for men to penetrate. She had no boobs to weigh her down. And now, she had no butt for men to follow. She was just a genderless woman that was born without those accursed gifts. And the best part, she's not turned on by any of it as all of her sexual energy evaporated within her. Even as she trusts her peehole and anus with her fingers, she wasn't turned on at all. Yet with her eyes closed and her lips bit, she was in a different type of bliss. The bliss of freedom.
Pulling her fingers out of the two holes, she placed her hands on her hips and observed herself, satisfied at the progress she has made. Still, Kelly knew that she wasn't done yet as there still some female features left to remove. And seeing her midsection, there's one part that she needs to remove. Her hips and hourglass.
Kelly has no idea while women always have those curves and childbearing hips. Whenever she sees those women shake her hips left and right like those Shakira music videos, it makes her vomit. She knew that hips lie as they were nothing but mere distractions for men to look at. And that's not the half of it. She soon sees the one thing that she never understands. The belly button. Kelly never understood that's the purpose for something like a hole in her stomach. It's only use is to have an umbilical cord when your born, but after it is cut, what's the point? Gripping her hips, she was ready to remove the last two annoying things out of her body and be rid of anything female.
She made her next wish.
"I wish I don't have child bearing hips, curvy hourglass, or a toned stomach. In fact, I wish my was nothing more then a fleshy tube with zero distinction of it being female."
The ring glowed on her finger and she felt that weird feeling again. Then, for giggles, she swayed her hips back and forth while humming the Shakira tune from her mouth. As she was shaking her hips, she could see the curves lessening as the hips were compressing. And not only that, but her navel was slowly filling in, making it look indistinguishable. She soon started to sing the chorus of the song, but only in her own twisted and sadistic way.
"Hey! I'm on tonight. You know my hips do lie. And I'm starting to feel it's right. No attraction, no tension.
Don't you see, baby? It's true perfection. I'm on tonight. You know my hips do lie. And I'm starting to feel it, boy.
Come on, let's go, real slow. Don't you see, baby? Así es perfecto."
As she sang, the last of her curves faded and the belly button vanished, leaving her with no hourglass to speak of. In fact, she couldn't do any gyrations as there is nothing to gyrate from. As soon as that happened, her body was bubbling as she watched the fat distributing evenly on her body and curving around it. Once the changes stopped, Kelly was elated. She has no boobs, no pussy, no ass and no curves. All she could see is a featureless fleshy tube with female arms, legs, and head attached to it.
And in her room, the clothes in her closet as certain things like dress, tank tops, and dissolved away from the hangers or shifted into different sets of clothing. Now all that is left were plain shirts, shorts, and speedo pants, and blue jeans to help cover her featureless body.
Checking herself out in the mirror with different angles, she was amazed at how not sexy she is. Even if she can pull a few poses, she can't since she doesn't have the assets to back it up. But it didn't matter to her as she was rid of those obnoxious things. With a wicked laugh, Kelly felt more liberated then before and couldn't wait to get rid of the rest of her female parts.