Part 2: A New Body for a New Life

Michael and Natasha were beside themselves with worry and fear. They had just been told that their daughter’s car had been ambushed on their way to school, both girls were missing and the driver and bodyguard had been killed. Natasha was hysterical, screaming at Michael to do something, that he was the ambassador and he should be able to find their girls. Numerous embassy security staff, basically MI6 agents, kept hurrying around the house, shouting and making phone calls. The local police had arrived and were taking descriptions of Grace and Abbie from Michael and Natasha, not that Michael trusted them but he had to make it official and show he did trust them. Natasha slipped away and went to Grace’s room first then to Abbie’s which is where Michael found her a short time later sat on Abbie’s bed holding each of the girls teddy bears. ‘Grace pretends that she doesn’t want this anymore but I found it under her duvet, ‘ Natasha laughed through her tears. Michael didn’t know what else to do so he just sat next to his wife and held her. He hated the feeling of being utterly useless. He looked at Abbie’s dresser and saw a picture

of his 2 girls from Grace’s birthday party, he hated the thought that he may never see them again. It started to get dark, Michael was talking to one of the senior embassy security staff in his office.

‘Most kidnap cases receive a ransom demand within 12 hours,’ the agent was saying, ‘and the fact that we haven’t received one yet and we have no leads whatsoever doesn’t bode well I’m afraid Sir.’ ‘What did you find at the scene?’ Michael asked.

‘It was strange,’ the agent started, ‘there was nothing there, the scene was completely clean like nothing had ever happened, and we couldn’t find a single witness though the few people living nearby looked terrified.’ ‘Think the police are hiding something?’ Michael asked.

‘Wouldn’t be surprised, most of them are corrupt.’ came the reply.

Suddenly a phone rang in another room followed a few moments later by another agent running into the office, ‘Sir, they found Grace at Mercy hospital,’ she panted.

Michael jumped up, ran into the drawing room, ‘Natasha,’ he said through tears, ‘They found Grace.’ Natasha ran over to Michael and the 2 of them ran to the door and into the waiting car which took off fast to make the drive to Mercy hospital. Michael and Natasha both felt relieved but also guilt that Abbie was still missing.

When they arrived at Mercy the Dean of Medicine was waiting for them and ushered them straight to a private room. ‘I’ll get straight to the point as I’m sure you want to know about Grace. She’s currently up in surgery after she was found dumped naked in the ambulance bay. What I’m about to tell you will be hard to hear but it’s best you’re fully prepared. She was found with her 4 limbs severed and with severe internal gynaecological injuries. There was no sign of the limbs so there was no chance of reattachment. Also because the wounds were open and very dirty and infected the surgeons are carrying out higher re-amputations which will eventually leave Grace with what we call a double shoulder disarticulation and a double hip disarticulation. Basically she will be a quadruple amputee with no stumps. She also needed a radical hysterectomy due to the damage caused, we’ve removed her uterus, fallopian tubes and ovaries leaving her with just a vagina.’ Michael and Natasha just sat there stunned. Their beautiful daughter had been horrifically disfigured and permanently disabled and no one knew how or why. Suddenly there was a commotion outside, someone opened the door and said ‘Dean, sorry to intrude, come quick.’ The Dean apologised, got up and made for the door, Michael and Natasha followed. As they got outside Natasha screamed. On the floor surrounded by a number of hospital staff was a naked torso who’s limbs had clearly been viciously severed leaving angry open dirty wounds. As she got closer she realised it was Abbie, she ran to get closer. The hospital staff had now got Abbie onto a trolley cot and were wheeling her quickly into the Emergency Department. As they ran past Natasha she screamed again as she realised Abbie’s eyes were missing leaving just bloodied empty sockets. As they covered Abbie with a blanket Natasha noticed that there appeared to be something hanging from her vagina. Michael grabbed Natasha as she collapsed to the floor and just

held her. The Dean appeared next to them again ‘Mr and Mrs Hollister, I know you want to be with her but let’s leave the team to do their job right now.’ The Dean showed them back to the private room where they waited for what seemed like an eternity.

Grace woke dazed and confused in a strange room with a large window to her right and a door to her left. She looked around and as her vision cleared she realised she was in a hospital room. Suddenly she panicked that everything that had happened with Peter had been real but she thought it was all too horrific too have actually happened so decided it must have been a nightmare. She remembered being in a car crash so guessed she must have been knocked unconscious and that everything after that had been a weird dream. Grace then tried to move but couldn’t so started to panic again, ‘Oh god, could that really have happened.’ she whispered aloud. Grace called out then screamed. The door opened and a nurse came running in. ‘It’s OK Grace, shh, calm down,’ she was saying as she stroked Grace’s head, ‘I’ll get your parents.’ A few minutes later her Mum and Dad appeared at the door, they rushed over to her and cried. They started cuddling her and Grace was suddenly aware of how small she felt. It felt like forever before they let her go.

‘What happened?’ Grace quietly asked. Mum sat next to her and Dad sat on the end of the bed. Grace noticed he was sitting where her legs should be. She realised that it really was true and her head started spinning with thoughts.

Mum stroked Grace’s head and whispered ‘It doesn’t matter now.’ ‘It does Mum, I need to know whether I think happened really did.’ Grace replied.

Her Mum started to object again but her Dad cut in, ‘She needs to know Natasha.’ Michael then proceeded to tell Grace everything that he knew, though avoided mentioning Abbie. He ended with ‘That was 4 weeks ago and you’ve been kept in a coma since to give your body time to heal.’ ‘What about Abbie.’ Grace whispered. Michael and Natasha glanced at each other. ‘She’s here too.’ her Mum replied.

‘Is she Ok?’ Grace asked quietly, fearing she already knew the answer.

‘You can see her soon Grace.’ her Dad replied.

‘How bad is it Dad,’ Grace asked, ‘My body I mean.’ Her Dad replied ‘Because of where your limbs had been severed and because they were so dirty and infected the surgeons had to re amputate and you’ve ended up with something called a double hip disarticulation and a double shoulder disarticulation.’ ‘There’s nothing left darling,’ her mum quietly said as she started to cry. ‘No stumps, just nothing.’ Her Dad continued, ‘They also carried out a hysterectomy because of the internal damage.’ ‘What’s that?’ Grace asked.

‘You’re womb, fallopian tubes and ovaries were removed, but they saved your vagina.’

‘Oh, for all the use that will be now.’ Grace snorted then started to cry again. Mum cuddled her again until she fell asleep.

Grace woke the next morning with bright sun light streaming through the window, her Mum and Dad were just arriving.

‘Morning Gracey, how are you today?’ her Mum asked. ‘Ok,’ Grace replied. ‘Can I see my body now please?’ They both looked startled.

‘Erm, are you sure?’ her Mum asked.

‘Yes, I need too, and I want to see Abbie.’ ‘Ok,’ Said her Dad.

He walked over and pulled the sheet down, he then removed the hospital gown so that Grace was naked, she instantly tried to cover herself up but then remembered she couldn’t. She looked down at her body and realised just how tiny she now seemed. Both arms were gone so that her shoulders just rounded down into her chest in a smooth line, her shoulders were covered with little bandages. Grace noticed her boobs now looked huge. She tried to move her shoulders but there was nothing there to move, it felt to her like her arms were stuck. She looked down at her hips, they too were covered with bandages. Grace had always had a slim waist that rounded nicely to her hips then down to her thighs, but now the curve just continued round to meet her pussy opening. Grace noticed that if she were able to sit up properly she would sit on her pussy lips. Grace started to cry again and just stared at her new abbreviated body.

‘Cover me up Dad. I’d be better off dead!’ ‘Don’t say that’ her Mum snapped.

Grace was trying to control her anger but she couldn’t, ‘Well I’m fucking useless now, I can’t go to medical school now, can I. A Dr with no arms and legs would be fucking useless! I’m a useless fucking torso and head now’ she shouted. Michael started to cuddle her. Grace tried to shrug him away but couldn’t. She stared at him, ‘This is all your fault.’ she spat at him venomously.

‘Grace... ‘ her Mum tried to stop her but Grace continued, ‘If you hadn’t brought us to this shit hole country, if you had been more concerned about us than your precious job,’ Grace shouted venomously at him. ‘And if you hadn’t made that deal with the police chief I’d still be more than ... this!’ She looked down at what was left of her once beautiful body.

‘What do you mean?’ he asked ‘Well, being the British ambassador was more impo... ‘ her Dad cut her off, ‘No, I mean the police chief bit, what’s he got to do with this?’ ‘It was his fucking pervert son Peter that did this,’ Grace screamed

Her Dad fell back into a chair and held is head in his hands. He then stood up and quietly said ‘I’ll deal with him,’ and left the room.

A little later a Doctor came in to examine Grace’s wounds. She said that they were all healing nicely and that she’d take the dressings off if Grace wanted her Mum to wash her. Grace said that would be nice so the Dr removed the dressings. The scars looked very small but still very red and angry. Before the Dr left Grace asked ‘How come I didn’t die?’ Her mum looked shocked.

‘Because you got here early enough and taken into surgery quick enough to perform the life saving surgeries.’ the Dr replied.

‘No, I mean how come I didn’t bleed to death there as soon as he cut my arms and legs off, and how come it didn’t really hurt that much?’ Grace clarified.

‘That’s because it was a traumatic amputation, by which I mean it happened so fast that the blood vessels spasmed sealing them all shut preventing blood loss. As for the lack of pain, again because it was quick and straight, not torn or ripped it meant that not many nerve endings were stimulated.’ the Dr explained.

‘Thank you.’ replied Grace ‘That’s Ok Grace, if you have any other questions just ask a nurse to call me.’ the Dr said as she left.

Natasha picked Grace up and carried her to the bathroom and showered her, which Grace thought felt very odd though realised she’d now have to get used to other people seeing her naked and doing everything intimate for her. She took Grace back into the room, dried her, laid her on the bed, put some knickers and some shorts on her then sat her up against the back of the bed and put a bra and vest top on her, then she brushed her hair and put it up in a ponytail. She then picked her up and put her in a wheelchair in the corner of the room and started wheeling her out. As she was being wheeled along she noticed she was now sitting on her pussy lips and as the chair vibrated over bumps she was getting massively turned on. Grace was pleased when they arrived at a door and stopped because she was on the brink of orgasm and couldn’t take the embarrassment of doing that in front of her mum.