Trial and Error
After trying modularity and reduction play, Solstice is getting more into it. Time for her to try going on her own and feeling what it's like. What could possibly go wrong?
Trial and Error
Another story in Solstice's growing fascination with Modularity play. If you not read "Con Staff" and "Busted", I suggest enjoying those before reading this story.
The rows of books nearly threatened to overwhelm Solstice, and she was already feeling overwhelmed in this store as it was. She took a deep breath and ran through the names again.
"First Cuts" Clever name, but she didn't like the look of it.
"A Guide to Dimensional Storage" Way too advanced for her.
"Don't Lose Your Head" She'd read some bad reviews about that one.
In the end, her hand picked up a book bound in yellow with black and red text. "A Beginner's Guide to Modularity" It was on Marcus's list of recommendations, at least. It was as good as any.
She clutched the book to her chest as she walked back down the aisle. The particular store she wandered through was Alex's Toy Chest, a store focusing in magical and VERY adult things. At the end of the hall, she looked to the back where there was a glass case of penises and breasts and fleshlights. Every single one of them was a loaned or sold part from some real person in the world.
A thought flashed through her mind, picturing her own sex there. Out there for anyone to rent and use. Would she feel it?
The thoughts got her all flustered and she had to look away. She had what she came for, best to not dwell on any more ideas before her wallet started to really hate her.
She paid for the book to the attendant and walked briskly out to her car. Her weeks of planning and saving money were going to finally paid off.
The fun and thrill of modular play had only grown in Sol's head ever since the con and her time as just a bust with Luci. Going back to normal just... didn't feel possible after that. Her group of friends had grown too. Through Alex the bunny, she'd gotten in close touch with many other locals who were in various states of modularity.
One in particular was Jasmine, a fox who was a quadruple amputee and used alternating magical and mechanical prosthetics. The two girls quickly grew close to the point of having sexual flings. Among the community she was delving into, Jasmine was her favorite and the two starting hanging out several times a week.
That was what sparked her current endeavor. Jasmine had talked the past few weeks about trying something with Sol being taken apart. Not stored away like before, but keeping everything out to have and play with. Sol had spoken to Marcus about it. Turns out that form of modularity was pretty simple with the right materials. He had the necessary chalks and mana crystals, since Solstice wasn't magically gifted herself. She'd only need that and a book to teach her.
And so, she was learning. She had the materials at home, and now she had her guide. Jasmine was scheduled to come over that evening. The vixen didn't even know this was happening; Sol hoped to have it done and be a surprise. As long as she was skilled enough to actually do it with only a few hours... But she only really wanted to be headless, so it wouldn't be too hard to get that done, right?
She grabbed some lunch on the way home and ate at her table as she read over the book. The first chapter was just over safety, which of course she paid extra attention to. The book's spell had a built-in reset, so she wasn't in any serious danger, but it was still good to read. The next chapter was on mana and all sorts of magical information.
Reading the entire book would take entirely too long. She didn't really care about knowing HOW the magic worked, she just wanted it to work. So she just flipped through the chapters.
Chapter 5 was how to actually prepare the spell. That's what she wanted. The last of the food disappeared in quick bites before she went to the floor and the big piece of paper she set out. With careful hands, checking herself every few seconds, she began to etch out the circle shown in the book. It took some flipping for specific lines and slashes, but she did get it made. At least as well as she could replicate in the picture.
A thrill ran up her spine and belly. She was actually doing this. It felt so exciting.
Now that the circle and spell was ready, she had to prepare her one body. That meant a shower. The mouse stripped quickly and cleaned herself. Every touch she made to her nethers was a tease in her excited state, but she refused to do any more touches than were needed to just clean herself. "You'll get plenty of attention later," she told herself.
She didn't even bother fully drying herself, just a quick towel. Matted fur wouldn't matter when she was in pieces anyway. She didn't bother with clothes since it seemed those would probably ALSO get in the way of things.
As she came back, she carefully took a seat inside of the chalk circle, setting the book up against the sofa so that she could read it. "Ok... Mana crystal goes here... And read the enchantment...."
She took a breath and began to read, the words twisted and occasionally marked as simple sounds. But as she read and spoke, she could feel the air charging around her. From the corner of her eye, she saw the mana crystal glow softly. The electricity in the air condensed around her and she felt it touching her body.
Her heart was pounding as she read the last syllable of the spell and her eyes closed, picturing the magic at her neck. Like a rush, the charging shot along her flesh and she felt tightness at her neck, her shoulder, her hips. Then like a switch being triggered, every major joint dislocated.
She gave a yelp as her head rolled backwards and thumped to the floor upside down. The knock wasn't sharp, but it was painful. "Fuck! Ow..." She blinked a moment as her head rolled to her cheek. She could see the rest of her body all in a pile. Her arms and legs were whole, but lying on the floor. Her main torso had been split into upper and lower halves. "Whole body?! What happened to just the head?"
She gave her arms a bend, and she felt them moving in the pile. "Bloody hell..." The angle of her head made it awkward, but she was eventually able to wiggle an arm out of the pile and slowly toward her head. "Ok, Sol... Just stay calm... Check that everything else is ok."
Her arms clearly still worked. Her legs gave small kicks, but they were out of the way at least. She could still feel everything. "So what did I do wrong?"
After a minute of shifting and using her arm to crawl her head forward, she got herself to the book and managed to prop her head up on her hand enough to read. There was no way that she could turn the page, but she didn't have to. There was a small note in the bottom corner of the page.
"As discussed at length in chapter 3, only the body part you wish to detach should be inside the ritual circle."
"Fuck, you couldn't have put that at the start of the chapter?!" That explained that. Her whole body in, everything fell apart. She huffed softly. Well... shit. This was so much more than she wanted. Her mind shifted around a little bit. She'd already showered... Everything was clean... Jasmine was still coming over in a few hours.
Her head gave a little sigh. "Well... Fuck. Might as well try to figure this out."
She had to keep one hand on her head, effectively acting as a neck for her. She put herself in a decent position as her body parts moved and crawled. Her chest in particular stood out, lying on her back with her breasts flopped to their sides. This was a whole new angle to see her breasts at. They weren't large, but she always did like the shape of her own perky tits.
If she had some time and couldn't really do anything else... This might be a fun way to kill some time. Her other arm moved around and started crawling under her back. "Come on... Little more..." She bent and pushed, lifting her chest up and over her head.
She smiled as the body part finally tilted and fell over, pressing a breast right into her face. The feeling of it from both sides felt alien to her, but elicited a small giggle. It felt nice to feel herself getting pressed and also nuzzle.
With a little more tilting and shifting her head, she managed to find her own nipple. Her tongue rolled out and ran a small ring around the flat flesh. It made her tremble gently and mewl, which she also felt the breath blowing over her chest fur gently. It compounded itself into an even better high that drove her on edge. Finally, her lips closed over it and she suckled hard. The little tip hardened in an instant as she gave a moan and her teeth softly bit into it.
From somewhere else on the floor, she felt her nethers beginning to drip. Yeah, she should find that too. Her hand began to crawl, feeling around. But with her view filled with nothing but tits, it was a complete guess from where she remembered herself being. Her pleasure at sucking faded slightly as she had to focus.
A brush between her butt and hand drew another small gasp. "Ah, good." Her hand crawled around, holding her exposed and naked hip to spin the parts around. Only when she felt the heat and wetness of her own sex did she let her thoughts focus back on the breast at her lips.
The angle of her probing fingers was like reaching around and under herself, an angle she'd never tried before. Her usual curls and knowing where to touch from the front didn't work this time as she softly pried into her slit. The mouse moaned as her hand began to learn her own body anew.
She flexed and squeezed softly as she pleasured herself in both ways, again savoring how it felt to be on both ends of this. The feelings of squeezing and stretching, mashing and suckling, drawing out tingles and jolts of pleasure with each little twist and stroke. If she could this more regularly, normal masturbation would be forever off the table. This was so much better! Her mind softly faded as she lost herself in her own body, cumming once at some point to her fingers but not stopping as she wanted to just enjoy the high of it.
It went on there in that same position until she heard a sudden knock at the door. "Solstice? I'm here!" The door opened and Sol suddenly blanched gently. Had she really been doing this for 2 hours?!
She could hear the footsteps, but she was unable to move herself before she heard a gasp. "Sol?! Are you ok?" There was a rush as feet came over and she felt cool hands pull her chest off of her face. The orange-furred vixen looked down in a look of concern.
"Oh... Hey, Jasmine... Surprise~" She put on her best little smile. "I... Hope you don't mind but I started a little early..."
The guest blinked and gave a small laugh. "God, Sol, if you're going that far in splitting, you shouldn't do it alone your first time." She picked Solstice's head up and the mouse could see that her friend had opted for the robotic parts today, the arms and legs cut halfway up the forelimbs and becoming shiny black robotic parts.
"Yeah, I know... I didn't mean to go this far but I kind of skimmed through the guide to get to the good stuff and didn't realize I was overdoing it until I had already done it."
They sat and Jasmine set her head in her lap, leaning back so they could look at each other. "Right... And how does it feel?"
"Honestly... Amazing!" Sol smiled and she knew she was blushing again. "Maybe not the problem of having to do it myself, but being able to touch myself in new ways... I love it."
"Mhm... So you brought me here as your guinea pig to help you out and fuck, is that it?"
Sol closed her eyes and she felt herself twitch as her arms reflexively tensed on the floor. "Well... Yes... If you wanted to. Otherwise you can just hold me and we can hang out and get dinner?"
"What, and give up a chance to have you however I want you? As if."
The sudden dominance made Sol's eyes bulge slightly. She had hoped that Jasmine would be into it, but she hadn't expected her to be so eager. The vixen was moving before she had a chance to get ready. Casual kicks pushed her arms and legs out to the edges of the room. "You won't be needing those... Let's just get the good parts." All that was left was her hips, her chest, and her head still in hand.
Solstice couldn't help but softly moan as she felt herself moved around like that. Again her head tried to follow it, but it ultimately triggered a little bit of vertigo and she had to just stop thinking.
"Now, the question becomes what part of me do I want you to focus on..." Jasmine leaned over and picked up her hips by the tail, dangling her open and exposed slit. She leaned herself back to lie on the sofa and slid Sol's chest on the ground to where one foot could rest on it. The mouse let out a gentle moan as the robotic foot began to softly press and knead her breasts. "I know you like tits, so how about you get sucking."
Her head was suddenly moving and she felt soft mammary pressed against her muzzle once again. She smiled and huffed at the scent of it. And, of course, she obediently began to lick and kiss at it. This was what she loved so much, the control and helplessness.
That was only pressed more when she felt Jasmine's mouth kissed at her own slit. The moan into the breast became a stronger whimper as tongue softly lapped at her folds. It was damn near heaven to the reduced girl. She could feel her arms and legs thrashing gently at the floor, but that couldn't help her split parts. The pleasure rose quickly as she serviced and suckled and licked at the breast before her.
The tongue stopped now and then to nuzzle Jasmine's nose against her clit. "That's a good girl~ You make a lovely set of toys." The mouse huffed and squealed every time that tongue dipped back into her depths. Jasmine was so good with her tongue.
It was a torrent the mouse couldn't long withstand, and another press of that nose to her clit made her bite down gently on Jasmine's nipple as she felt a wash of pleasure take her mind. Her legs and arms shook and her sex clenched for several long seconds as she rode it out. Even for a second orgasm, it felt so much stronger than her first just playing alone.
When it was done, Jasmine pulled both her head and her sex away. "Damn, girl... You are clearly having fun. My turn?"
Sol was in a hazy high and her neck did a little nod. Of course, that didn't move her head at all and she blushed embarrased. "I would like that."
Jasmine grinned and shifted on the sofa as Sol was moved to face her trimmed sex. She didn't have time to admire it, though, as she was pressed in muzzle-first. Her eyes closed and she began to lap at the folds and dip her tongue in Jasmine's honey-sweet tunnel.
She felt her own hips set on the floor, neglected. She still had her breasts being worked by Jasmine's feet, but clearly this was intended as the vixen getting a proper turn.
The hand holding her in place rolled to work her muzzle firm and soft, in and out, and she did her best to match the rolling by lapping deeply when she was pressed in and dragging her tongue out.
"Yes, Sol... Harder..." The vixen was moaning, and Sol knew she was getting close. She stretched her tongue as wide as she could as the hand adjusted and ground her nose tightly against the hood where Jasmine's clit was. With a cry, the fox came and Sol felt fluids dribble down her tongue and spray at her face.
The fox held her tight and she continued to gently work the tongue as the woman came down from the high, but soon the hand went limp and Sol fell away from the sex. She took the second to recover, licking her lips of the tasty fluid gifted by her friend.
It took several minutes for Jasmine to find her way back, and when she did, she pulled Sol's head up. "Damn... You are really good, girl."
She blushed. "I mean... Your hands helped."
Jasmine smiled and brought her head in for a gentle hug. It was right between those lovely orange breasts again, but Sol tried to not get sexual this time. It didn't work.
Thankfully, Jasmine herself pulled her up and brought her head in for a kiss. She accepted it; it wasn't like she could deny it at all. But she enjoyed it too, both in the intimacy and in the control that was soft but dominant.
"Thank you," she said as the kiss was broken. "I really enjoyed that."
Jasmine laughed. "Girl, why are you talking like we're already done? The night is still young. And my little toys..." Her foot squeezed again at Sol's breast on the floor. "Don't feel like they're done yet either."
The pair moved to the bedroom. Jasmine took Sol's main three parts, since she seemed to have no regard to wanting the limbs, and set them into a pile. The magic was apparently different from what she expected, because some soft presses and the mouse was able to link back up into a pillow form. Jasmine even joined in, showing off again the removal of her four limbs.
The girls cuddled together as well as their reduced forms would allow, nuzzling and kissing and licking all their delicious parts into the night.