Story - Boys' Night Out

Boys' Night Out By ParaGirl

Jackie answered the door and saw the stack of shipping containers standing next to a man dressed in a brown uniform and holding a clipboard. She signed the shipping document with a shaky hand and the delivery man helped her move the boxes into the living room. The door had barely clicked shut when she locked it and started tearing open the boxes, one at a time.

The first box contained full legbraces, metal and leather and perfectly adjusted for Jackie's legs. There were three pairs of shoes also - black leather shoes, heavy leather boots, and generic looking blue and white tennis shoes - that were all modified to fit securely into the braces. The boots were attached already and Jackie decided those would be OK to start. the box also contained a pair of aluminum forearm crutches, which she adjusted to properly fit her height.

The second box contained a plastic Boston brace that fit her torso snugly and strapped up with five velcro straps.

The final box was the largest and Jackie knew what it must contain - she saved the best for last. She tore open the top of the box, then used the box knife to carefully open the sides as well, so the lightweight custom wheelchair was revealed in a flurry of packing materials and shipping manifests. The wheelchair was dis-assembled, but Jackie soon had the wheels attached and the thick gel cushion fixed to the seat. She slowly sat in the chair and smiled widely as she tested it, wheeling herself a few laps around the large living room. It was perfect!

Soon Jackie was strapping her legs into the long heavy braces, the back brace already locked tightly on her torso and compressing her breasts tightly so that she appeared flat-chested while wearing it. It took her a few tries to get the braces on and the straps tightly fastened, but she felt a thrill as she realized how completely immobile this made her, how crippled she suddenly felt. She stood carefully, balancing on the crutches, and slowly crutched through her apartment with a careful swing-through gait, her braced legs swinging through the crutch uprights, propelling her a foot or so with each laborious step. She went to the kitchen and had a drink of water, then to the bathroom to see her reflection in the tall mirror. She was naked, aside from the heavy braces and a bulky adult diaper, and she shifted side to side, admiring her crippled self.

Soon tired after the hard work of the crutches and braces, Jackie sat slowly and heavily in her new wheelchair. She lifted her legs with her hands, grabbing the braces and pulling her feet up onto the footrests, then unlocked the wheels and began wheeling around the apartment again, this time straightening up and cleaning, doing a few simple chores, learning how to live like a paralyzed girl. She never used her legs, never moved them at all, other than with her hands. It made her hot, excited to think of it.

Jackie was feeling more and more aroused as her day of paralyzed exploration rolled on. A particularly hard struggle to reach a box on the counter made her extra horny and, looking at her reflection, she decided she knew what she wanted to do. She wheeled to her bedroom and began to remove her bulky diaper, seeing how aroused she was. She opened a drawer and dug through until she found what she wanted - her jelly dong, a soft pink double ended dildo with the rigidity of a flaccid cock - just what she was looking for. With a little lubrication, she pushed half of the dildo into her aroused sex, letting the other half - over eight inches in length - flop between her braced legs.

Jackie wheeled herself to the bathroom again and sat in front of the mirror as she began to stroke the flaccid pink cock that popped out from between her crippled legs. She used more lube and stroked it up and down, just like a real para cock, jerking it off and feeling no reaction, just soft limp flesh between her legs. She kept going, pumping her cock as she watched in her wheelchair, and became incredibly turned on, seeing her crippled body, the heavy braces, the wheelchair, and yes, especially that limp cock. She was feeling more and more like a crippled boy and, as she masturbated the soft cock she would never feel, she came in a low, intense orgasm that made her moan loudly, closing her eyes. Once she was done, she had a final look, then picked up a pair of scissors. She knows what she wants to do.

Jackie lowered her braced legs off the bed and slowly struggled to stand up, using the bed and her crutches to gain her balance. She slowly moves out of the bedroom to the bathroom, again checking the full length mirror. She wears a tailored men’s shirt, and she is pleased to see that her torso brace gives her a very masculine shape underneath the cotton shirt. The shirt is tucked into a well fitting pair of men’s slacks, slightly oversized to hide the heavy braces and diaper she wears. Her hair is now short, with a part on the side in a very masculine style. She feels the bulge of her flaccid cock inside her diaper, making her feel even more masculine as she looks at the crippled boy staring back at her from the mirror. Only her face still shows the gentle curves of femininity, but just barely, and she knows that will be overlooked by most people she meets.

Finally satisfied, Jackie smiles and crutches out of the bathroom and out of the apartment as a crippled boy, dragging her braced legs behind her, looking for excitement...