Chapter 17

She finally returned home on the Wednesday, apologising to her parents, saying she was having too much of a good time to return earlier. Another letter from the contact magazine told her that more replies were available from her box number at the main sorting office. She collected nearly one hundred that afternoon, plus a parcel. Intrigued, she went directly home instead of window shopping and having a bar snack.

In the privacy of her bedroom she opened the parcel and pulled out a leather and canvas corset. The 'corset man' had sent her one of his contraptions to test. It was not so much a corset as what she knew as a 'waspy'. It was about 14 inches high and reinforced with vertical steel bars and had a 3 inch wide steel ratchet type contraption around the middle. Each notch on the belt measured exactly one inch.

She swung it around her body and fastened it tightly with about twenty individual eyelets. It fitted under her large bust and over her hips. She took the lever attached to the corset. She pumped the lever just once and her body constricted as she heard a loud click as the ratchet moved forward one notch to 25 inches. She could see herself in her full length mirror, her breasts pushed up and her bottom forced down. She operated the lever again. The click sounded louder as she was reduced to 24 inches. This time she felt her rib cage tighten for the first time.

The obvious effect on her body was that her breasts went upwards... The less apparent effect was that her womb and more importantly her uterus went downwards... With sufficient constriction the womb and cervix is forced down the vagina. She operated the lever again, 23 inches. She winced as her liver and kidneys were forced down. Her breasts moved up easily but her lungs started to notice the reduced air volume as her ribs squeezed them. Click, click. She was down to 21 inches. She had achieved 20 inches with her bath robe cord. The next click took her there... 20 inches. Lisa tested her breathing. She could breath but only in short, sharp breaths. It had the effect of making her pant rather than breathe. She wondered if she could take another inch. She operated the lever before she changed her mind. She regretted it straight away. It felt as if she had been crushed against a wall. She had been reduced to 19 inches. She surveyed the effect his device was having on her body. Her breasts were lodged under her chin. Milk streamed from each swollen nipple.Her fabulous hips and backside were massively splayed out under the corset. Her vaginal lips were engorged and parted.

The stress on her bodily organs was immense and erotic... She knew she was heading for a new type of orgasm... Her only problem was breathing. An orgasm takes a lot of breath and she was short of air just standing up. She wanted to sit down on the bed, but she found it was impossible. The device locked her upright. Leaning back against the wall, she could see her strangled body in the mirror. Amazed, she noticed something appeared to be hanging from her vulva. Shuffling nearer the mirror, she realised it was part of her insides! Her uterus was poking out of her vagina! She could reach under herself and touch it!