(resumed)

My incredible meal finished, I slid off the stool, pushing it backwards as I stood. Returning to Cristiana I pulled the tape off her mouth. "Nothing in there? I guess you must have eaten my clitoris then. How was it?"

She made a disgusted look, staring at the two red holes on my chest in horror. "What the fuck have you done, Nicola? Oh my god, I can't believe you cut off your own breasts and ATE them!"

"Yeah, it's odd. It makes no sense, but it made me feel so good." I thought for a second and turned to Bianca. "Does this mean I'm a cannibal, or does it have to be another person's meat for it to count?" Bianca just shrugged.

I dismissed the question and turned back to my friend. "Nicola, please..."

I reached for the red ball gag and stuffed it back in despite Cristi's protests. I preferred the look of it to that of the tape. "I'm sorry Cristi. I hate hearing you beg. I don't think you'll appreciate being debreasted as much as I did, but that's where this is going, I realise that now. Just relax, and let it happen." I pointed to one of the cupboards. "Bianca, there's some nylon rope in there. Grab it for me would you?" Bianca seemed surprised, but she didn't argue. As she headed over to where I pointed, I wondered how I knew it was there. I shook my head, clearing the confusing thought and instead focused on the task at hand.

Causing Cristiana to wince, I started to extract the skewers from her boobs one by one. Each skewer left a tiny puncture wound behind which leaked a small amount of blood, but they were otherwise undamaged. Bianca returned and handed me the thin rope, and I started to wrap it around the hysterical Cristiana's breasts, eliciting a few squeals as I tied it off. The twin orbs bulged with the strain, turning a slightly reddish colour. I made a knot between her tits and pulling up one of the stools, I climbed onto it and looped the other end of the rope over the pulley that I had hung from earlier this evening. I fastened it to the mechanism and stepping down, I went to the switch Bianca had used and pressed it.

Cristiana yelped as her tits were pulled forward. "Bianca, just let her out of the chair, would you? But hold her arms." Bianca did as I asked and I kept holding the switch. Cristiana stumbled out of the chair as the rope pulled her forward, until she was standing right underneath the pulley. I grabbed some leather cuffs and approached the two girls. Taking one of Cristi's wrists from Bianca I forced it into the cuff, strapping it tight, then did the same with her other wrist, restraining both of her arms tightly behind her back. Cristiana was helpless, gagged and standing nearly on tiptoes to relieve the pressure on her bound tits.

I returned to the switch and prepared to press it, raising my friend into the air, if I could still call her that. I stopped, my finger a hair's width from the trigger, and my eyes were drawn back to the katana sitting on the wall. I had an idea, and a spark of excitement rushed through me. I left Cristiana where she stood and went over to the sword behind her, lifting it off the rack and admiring the ornate patterns along the scabbard. Placing my hand on the hilt I unsheathed it with a loud metallic ring, giving it an experimental swipe. I could see that it was sharp as the light glinted off the edge. I glanced at Bianca, an expression of uncertainty on her face, and tossed her the scabbard. She caught it and watched me intently to see what I was going to do.

Standing behind Cristiana, I made her yelp as I gave her cute ass a pinch, then took a step back and lifted the sword. Cristiana tensed, knowing that something was about to happen, and I didn't keep her waiting in fear any longer. I swung the naked blade in an arc in front of me. The curved steel slid through the air flawlessly, Cristi's thighs putting up no resistance as the blade sliced through them at an angle, like they weren't even there. Her perfect legs no longer supporting her, she dropped sharply until she reached the end of the rope, her tits wobbling as they suddenly stopped her descent, and her severed appendages fell to the ground with a pair of thumps. She screamed like a banshee, kicking the bloody stumps of her legs aimlessly as she hung there by her darkening breasts. Bloodlust overwhelmed me and I looked down at her ecstatically, the thrill of her torture giving me shivers.

I waited... Eventually Cristiana stopping flailing. Standing to the side of her, I watched her eyes dart around in confusion and then fear as she saw me raise the katana above my head. I swung the blade again, and in a heartbeat, the Japanese steel passed through her breasts like a hot knife through butter, severing the pale orbs where they were held by the rope. She fell to the floor knocking the air from her lungs, and a second later one of her tits, the one adorned with the beautiful butterfly tattoo, landed right in front of her with a splat. She had stopped screaming, exhausted from the amputation of her legs, and all she could do now was stare in disbelief at her own severed breast lying on the floor in front of her. The other tit was still entangled in the rope, so I reached out and took hold of the meaty organ, squeezing it as I pulled it from its restraints. I was almost in disbelief myself as I held one of Cristi's lovely breasts in my hands.

Bianca grabbed the medical spray and moved to use it on the bleeding girl, but I stopped her. "Here, take these." I handed her the katana and the tit I held and bent down by Cristiana. Picking up the other breast I tossed it to Bianca, who managed to catch it in her arm without dropping the first one. Sliding one hand under Cristi's back and the other under her butt, I picked her up off the ground. Her head hung back limply as she stared at her own breasts in Bianca's hands, and I carried her over to the kitchen bench.

I laid her down at the end of the table with her head hanging off the end and gestured for Bianca to deposit the breasts on the chopping board. Cristiana looked up at me as I reached around behind her and unstrapped the ball gag, taking it from her weak mouth and chucking it onto the bed. "Nicci, it hurts..." She was starting to look pale.

I shushed her and stroked her hair affectionately. "I know, love. It's nearly over."

She looked up at me with gratitude in her eyes. "Thank you." She didn't resist as I leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips.

Bianca was beside me and I stepped aside, letting her take my place. She held Cristiana's head up as I took back the sword from her and lifted it above my friend's neck. I raised my arms to swing. Cristi closed her eyes calmly, a tear rolling down her cheek as she waited for her pain to end. I ended it for her.

The sword sliced through her neck cleanly and her eyes shot open in shock, her mouth an 'O' of surprise. A gush of blood sprayed from her neck and her body gave a few twitches before laying still. Cristiana's decapitated head blinked a few times as I took it from Bianca, her long blonde hair hanging down below her severed neck, turning red as drops of blood spilled down the golden tresses. I kissed her one last time, licking the tip of her tongue with mine, and she responded for a sweet moment before she stopped moving altogether. I looked at her as I held her beautiful head, her eyes closed and a look of peace on her face, and felt a pang of sadness in my heart as I silently said goodbye to my best friend.

Putting Cristi's head down between the stumps of her legs, I let out the breath I had been holding and wiped my eyes. Bianca put her hand on my shoulder with concern in her eyes. "Are you okay?"

I nodded as I wiped the blood off the katana with a cloth and sheathed it in the scabbard, placing it down beside Cristiana's body. "Yeah, thanks. We should get started on me." Bianca gave me a questioning look. "It was naive to think we'd live through this. There's no going back to my old life. Not in the condition I'm in, and certainly not now." I went and lay down on the bed. "What are you going to do to me next?"

She appraised me thoughtfully. "Well, you've got no breasts to torture and your pussy is in shreds. I really enjoyed watching you cut off Cristiana's legs. Maybe I'll do that."

I looked down at them, wiggling my toes. "There's a modified circular saw in the cupboard where you got the rope." I stretched my arms above my head as Bianca retrieved the tool. It had been a long day. My chest still felt quite sore, my breasts a distant memory, but the pain was fading into the background with all the rest. Bianca came back with the power saw in hand. It was cordless and had the safety removed, a half-disc of jagged teeth. "Do you want me to restrain you?" I nodded and she snapped my arms and legs back into the manacles that had first held me when I arrived here. It felt like I'd come full circle. Bianca placed the saw against my shoulder and looked me in the eyes as she thumbed the button of the device that would destroy another part of my body. "I want to do your arms first. You ready?"

I nodded and Bianca started up the saw with a loud shrill whine. I screamed, clenching my fist, and blood spattered the bed and headboard as the silver blade began to cut into my flesh, but I grit my teeth and fought the pain as I watched Bianca push it through my arm. I gasped, out of breath as Bianca completed the cut, my left arm coming away from my body. I looked at my hand curiously as the fist unclenched, the fingers twitching and becoming limp. There was no stump left, it had been detached right where it joined my torso, between the bones. She grabbed the sealant and fixed up the wound, then moved around to my other side and started cutting again. Another of my limbs became meat for the oven. I was breathing heavily. This felt so weird. I tried to move my arms and could have sworn they were still there, but as I reached out in front of me towards the ceiling my lack of appendages was apparent. I felt helpless all of a sudden, unable to reach out and do, well... anything. Bianca picked up one of my arms and used my own lifeless hand to stroke my cheek. She grinned at my bewildered expression. "I'm going to fist myself with this later." She grabbed both of my arms and laid them on the kitchen bench.

My heart was thudding in my chest as she moved to the bottom of the bed and stroked my leg, moving her hand lightly up and down near my ruined pussy. I felt goosebumps spread across my skin as I moaned happily. She put the saw between my legs, to the side of my ruined mound, and I felt the same inexplicable spark of pleasure in my loins that had been mystifying me all night. I simply embraced the pleasure, grateful that I could still feel it. The saw buzzed to life again as it cut into my leg, and I let out a stifled groan as the blade worked its way up through my hip. The sheets were being stained red. I chuckled to myself. As if they mattered. It wasn't something I would have to worry about. All my concerns were going to simply disappear tonight.

My consciousness was wavering, and before I knew it my second leg was gone as well. Bianca finished spraying the wound and picked up my lower limbs. I looked over at her as she carried them over to the kitchen in her arms and then retrieved Cristi's lovely legs to add them to the pile of severed limbs. I tried to imagine what they would look like, cooked to golden brown and dripping with sauces, and my mouth watered at the thought despite my full stomach. I tried to move down the bed to get a better view of them and found it difficult. All I seemed to be able to do was roll. Using my head and my ass I managed to inch to the side slightly, but I didn't make much progress and gave up, waiting for Bianca to return.

She sat down beside me on the bed when she did, grinning. "Trying to go somewhere?"

"Ha ha! You're hilarious, kitten." I made a face at her. "What's next? Are you going to decapitate me?"

She produced a set of small firecrackers from behind her, biting her lip with a grin. "These were in the cupboard with the saw. Want me to light them inside you?" I felt a thrill at her suggestion and nodded. Bianca positioned them between my legs and I grunted as she pushed the small explosives into the ruined hole at the bottom of my limbless torso.

"Can you help me up? I want to get a good view." Bianca nodded and slid me up the bed so that my shoulder blades rested on the headboard. I stared down the the wick coming out of my pussy as Bianca produced a silver lighter, flicking the lid up and igniting it with a spark. She touched the flame to the fuse and stepped back. I watched it eagerly as it burned its way towards my vagina, and then it was gone from view. All I could hear was my heart beating in my chest as I waited.

I barely heard the series of tiny explosions, muffled by my vagina, but I felt like I had been repeatedly punched in the abdomen, the wind knocked out of me. A spray of blood burst out of my pussy splattering the sheets and a burning smell filled my nostrils, followed by a red stream that continued to flow fast and Bianca quickly leaned down with the medical spray to seal it. She pushed the nozzle. A sputtering burst of sealant came out... and then stopped. The can was empty. "Shit." Bianca grabbed the rag I had used to clean the katana, but it was no use.

My head swam as my blood poured out of me. This was it. Bianca looked upset, and I wanted to tell her it was okay, that this fate no longer bothered me, but the words wouldn't come. I felt cold as my vision began to turn grey at the edges, and then my eyes were closing. I heard her speaking but couldn't make out the words, and then I drifted away.

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EXIT TERMINATING CONNECTION CLOSING PORTS... DISCONNECTED


I grabbed the headset off my head and tossed it on my pillow as I rolled off the bed, a sticky wet patch remaining where I had orgasmed repeatedly. I dashed down to the basement, bursting in to see Bianca leaning over Nicola's unconscious form, an expression of worry on her face. "She's bleeding out."

"I know, kitten." I made a beeline to the fridge, punching a code into the pinpad on the second door. Opening it, I reached in and grabbed the spare can of medical spray I kept there and tossed it to Bianca. "Seal her up, quickly." I turned back to the shelves. Blood packs were stacked there, appropriated from the labs. I had gleaned Nicola's blood type from her memories, and I took a pack of it and grabbed some tubing before hurrying over to the bed.

Bianca had stopped the bleeding. She looked at the blood bag in my hands. "You're going to save her?"

I thought about my reasons while I set up the transfusion, pushing a peripheral IV line into her stomach. Normally I would have used an arm, but that obviously wasn't possible in this case. "I guess you could say I feel a connection to her." Setting up a stand I hooked up the blood bag and watched the precious red liquid flow into her. "I know her intimately, and I don't think I want her to disappear from this world just yet."

Bianca looked at me as I pulled up a chair and sat down, exhaling. "What are we going to do with her?"

I looked at her. "She was right about never being able to go back to her old life. Without arms or legs, she's going to need someone to take care of her. That means feeding her, cleaning up after her... Think you're up to it?"

Bianca nodded. "I'm okay with that." She looked down at the limbless body sleeping on the bed. "What kind of life can she lead though? She's going to get pretty bored lying in bed all day."

I looked down and Nicola. Just a head and torso. No arms, legs, breasts or vagina. "You can teach her to be a fantastic pussy licker." Bianca unsuccessfully tried to stifle a laugh. "She's stabilised for now. I'm going to have to do a bit of work on her though, repair some of the damage. For now, I'm starving. Nicola might have eaten in the last few hours, but I haven't and my stomach is about to mutiny."

Bianca went into the kitchen. "Want me to cook you up one of Cristiana's breasts?" I nodded and while she cooked I went about deconstructing Cristi's body for storage with a small electric saw. Once it was all packed away in the freezer along with Nicola's former appendages, I pulled up the stool and sat in the same place I had earlier when I had been piggybacking in the other girl's mind. Bianca was grilling up one of the breasts along with Cristi's vagina. She must have had a bit of appetite left. It was going to be her first taste of pussy meat and I was looking forward to seeing her eat it.

Before long she joined me at the table, placing the plates down and sliding one over to me with a golden brown tit on it. I looked down at the sexy curve and saw Cristi's blue butterfly tattoo near the edge. There was no mistaking that it was her breast, cooked to perfection and ready to eat. I waited though, instead watching Bianca as she picked up the steaming pussy whole, licking her lips. She opened her mouth and bit down into the lower end of it, tearing off a mouthful of pussy lips and chewing them blissfully. She moaned in pleasure as she swallowed the female meat. "Oh my god, this is divine!"

I smirked at her. "It's addictive, isn't it?"

Bianca took another bite, more of Cristi's slit disappearing into her mouth. "Mmmmm. One just isn't enough!"

"It never is!" I said with a laugh. I started digging into my own meal. "There's... something I've been meaning to ask you for a while. I need you to do something for me."

She looked at me with adoring eyes. "Anything."

"I want you to take over as head of programming on the nanite project."

She swallowed her mouthful of vagina and looked at me in surprise. "I wasn't expecting that. Why? I didn't even finish college."

I speared a piece of tit on my fork, consuming it before continuing. "I had to torpedo the project because of the repercussions if this got out. Mind control, telepathy, this can't become public knowledge. These things are in my head now. Forget the chaos that would ensue to the power balance of the world, what if someone were to sneak into my mind using my own tech? They could find out everything I've done. That'd be it for me. For both of us." I reached out and took her hand. "Education is no problem. I can hire the best tutors in the world to teach you to be an expert. What I need is someone loyal. Someone who knows my darkest secrets and protects them. You're the only one, Bianca. I'm asking you to guard the gates to my entire consciousness."

She thought for a second. "My debreasting?"

I frowned. "Debreasting takes a long time to heal, and time is something I don't have, Bianca. I know I promised to cut you up, but I need this. I need you." I looked at her with the most endearing look I could muster. "Please."

She had come to the top of the pussy while I spoke. Taking a deep breath, she beamed at me. "When you put it like that, how can I refuse?" I brightened at her response as she bit into the top end of Cristi's cunt filet, happily devouring the clitoris and the hood that had once protected it.

I lifted her hand to my mouth and kissed it tenderly as she chewed on the roast pussy. "Thank you." I continued to outline my plans to her as we ate our delicious meal. After eating my fill I dropped the knife and fork to the plate, satiated.

Bianca picked up the plates and took them to the kitchen to wash. "How soon do you want me to start?"

"I have to make some preparations, shift some things around at the lab." I said. "In a few weeks I'll introduce you to the teams. Hirimoto will be in charge of the physical design of the nanites, you'll be spearheading the software. I'm going to tell him I'm having you program the mind reading capability out of the machines. And you will. I want two versions of software. One for the public, and one for me."

I reached down into my bag and pulled out an object, placing it on the bench. "Bianca..." I purred to her softly, "Losing your breasts would take too long to recover from, but there are other body parts which can be patched up enough in a fortnight to venture into public."

She turned around and looked down at the shears I had placed there. They were the pair I had threatened her labia with back in Italy when I had kidnapped her. Bianca's expression turned into one of faint hope. A wicked smile crept across my face. "Feel like losing a couple of pieces of meat?"

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Bianca sat between my legs, the two of us facing the camera. Bianca spread her legs wide and I reached around, caressing her soaking vagina. I started to play with it, but she stopped me. "Please, I can't wait any longer. Don't bother trying to get me off, just take them from me already." I complied, reaching down between her legs with the shears, stroking them up and down her lips.

To my surprise Bianca reached around behind her and started to play with my pussy. I let her pull my clit and insert a couple of fingers into me, causing me to moan as she pinched and tugged blindly, her eyes fixated on the blades which I was positioning around her delicate sex. I pulled on her pussy lips with one hand and squeezed the shears gently with the other, the blades pinching them ever so slightly, just as they had when the two of us first met. I hesitated, teasing her.

"Please," she whimpered, "cut them off."

I kissed her softly on the neck and squeezed. She let out a shriek as the steel bit into her flesh but tried to keep her pelvis from shaking with pain.

"Ohgodohgodohgod, holy SHIIIEEEAAAAARRGH!" Bianca began to scream in earnest as I cut into her labia, and she pinched my clit hard in shock. I didn't let it stop me though, enjoying the pain in my own pussy as I continued to close the shears around her soft lips. The blades came together with an audible snip, blood streaming from her vagina and running down my hands.

I opened the shears again and moved them up her slit for another cut, nestling another inch of her sex between the steel. The two of us didn't taking our eyes off her labia as I slowly squeezed the shears closed a second time, and Bianca's screams renewed as the blades continued to slice through the sexy tissue with a second snip. I moved the shears up her pelvis some more, trimming away the loose flesh that framed her pussy, and finally it came away in my hand as I reached the top of her opening. I held up the bloody meat in front of us, Bianca's screams dying away with a gurgle as she looked at her own amputated cunt lips dangling between my fingers.

I held them up to her mouth, and she obediently opened it, allowing me to stuff them inside. Her questing fingers increased in intensity as she ate her own genitalia, and as I thrust my pelvis against her hand, rubbing my breasts against her back and moaning in pleasure both from her ministrations and from watching her consume her raw pussy meat. I saw her swallow, and then I went cross-eyed as my climax hit, dropping the shears I had still been holding and wrapping my arms around Bianca, holding her tightly. We fell back on the bed, panting. I don't know how long we simply lay there, but eventually I tried to extricate myself out from under her. "I need to treat your pussy. You're bleeding quite a bit."

Bianca still looked as though she was far away, her eyes unfocused. "That was amazing." she whispered with a content smile on her face. I cleaned up her wounds, coating them in sealant as I worked. I looked up at the dreamy eyed girl who I had just decunted, and my heart leapt as I imagined the fun we could have together. I had found something I had never expected to find - someone to share myself with, completely, all my secret perversions laid bare.

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I pulled up outside the entrance to the sprawling lab complex in San Francisco. It had been nearly five months since Love Technologies had taken it over. A few doses of nanites to expose all the dirty little secrets their CEO had been hiding, leaked to the right people, had enabled me to buy the necessary shares at a ridiculously low price.

Bianca had stayed behind in Japan. She had a lot of work to do on the nanite software, and with the help of a few competitor's companies that had also been acquired for a song with a bit of inside information, we had been making excellent progress on the physical components. Bianca's vagina had healed up wonderfully once I had done a bit of work on it, you could barely see the scars where she used to have labia. It was now just a smooth featureless hole between her legs, but I still enjoyed playing with it. It was quite a bit more difficult to bring her to orgasm of course, but I had managed a few times since that night, with a lot of internal stimulation and breast play.

Nicola was also healing well. The firecracker had liquefied what remained of her reproductive system, and I had had to give her a complete hysterectomy. Her urethra had been destroyed as well, so she needed a catheter to pee, but luckily her rectum had only been slightly damaged and I had managed to save it. She couldn't leave her bed, but we gave her a tv to watch and a course of antidepressants and her mental health was surprisingly positive. Bianca was taking excellent care of her, taking my suggestion seriously and training her to be a master at cunnilingus. We fed her some of her own arms and legs, and then started with the rest of Cristiana's body. She still didn't seem too guilt-ridden, even though she thought she willingly partook in her friend's snuffing. She had changed, more submissive now. Perhaps giving her will over to us was how she subconsciously absolved herself of her responsibility, or perhaps it was just her acceptance of how completely helpless she is without us.

I turned off the engine and got out, leaving it outside the front doors in my own private spot, and made my way to the one of the genetics labs I had appropriated for my own 'off the books' agenda. I was greeted by a small blonde man with glasses, who was easily excitable when talking about his own work, as most scientists I knew were. A man with excellent knowledge of human DNA and most importantly, not above a well placed bribe or two.

"Miss Love, so glad to see you again." He bustled me along in front of him. "She's finished, as I told you over the phone, and some of my best work if I may say so."

"Glad to hear it. It certainly cost me a substantial sum."

"Money well spent!" He exclaimed as we came to a set of clear tanks filled with liquid. A stationary figure floated in the centre one. He stretched out his arms in a grandiose flourish and bowed like a performer.

"She's everything you said she would be?"

"That's right. There's no higher brain function. There's enough activity to keep the subject breathing and her heart beating, but she has no consciousness. Something about the growth speed just doesn't allow it to develop properly. Now that the process has been nailed down I should be able to grow some more within three months." He looked at the floating body. "What exactly are they for?"

I shrugged. "Just some medical experiments. Using sentient people would be unethical, don't you think?"

He grunted noncommittally. "If this gets out people aren't going to be seeing shades of grey when it comes to ethics. They'll crucify us."

"Then it had best never get out. You'll be well compensated for your discretion."

He visibly brightened up at hearing my reassurances. "Of course, I assure you I've taken great pains to make sure everything here is off the records."

I looked back at the tank. "You really have outdone yourself, Doctor." I reached out and touched the glass, the dark-haired figure on the other side floating silently, her eyes closed as though she was sleeping. I smiled wickedly. "It's like looking into a mirror."

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