Victor Chapter 5

Chapter 5.
I have got ahead of myself in the pleasure of talking about sex. We were waiting for Harry and the week until he returned passed quickly. At that point, Colin and I had never gone beyond oral play, but it was enough for both of us for the moment. Then the doorbell rang.

Harry came in and put some drawings on the table. “I have thought hard about what would be needed if you are to go quadruped, and I have a lot of suggestions to make. First can we look at these sketches?”

I had some lower leg remaining, so the back ones would fit over the knee and then have a backward pointing joint with lower leg and paws, not unlike a dog, whilst the front ones were simple paws which would fit over my forearms. Each had a glove which went over my own limbs and made it look as if they were part of me.

“I warned you that the front paws – for lack of a better word – would be hard to take off, and in fact all would be better left in place as much as possible. Is this the sort of thing you had in mind?”

“Harry, you must have read my mind. Will they have shock absorption built in to take the pressure off my stumps?”

“I’ve been doing this job for years. Yes, I will make them comfortable and practical. I still have doubts though about what you are planning – are you really sure this is how you want to live?”

I assured him that I had thought it through.

“Then I have some other thoughts. How do you get on to the lavatory?”

I told him that Colin had to lift me.
“Then why not get your plumber to recess the pan into the floor so that it is only a couple of inches up and you won’t need help. Have a bidet at the same level so you can wash and possibly a hot-air dryer. Can you reach the shower controls? Have then fitted low, and if you are to wear these paws you wont be able to grip and turn so have proper handles fitted. There are plenty on the market. Can you open the doors from ground level and do the handles need hands? Have pushbutton controls fitted. How do you get into bed?”

I told him that Colin had to lift me in and out of bed.

“Take the legs of so it is only a few inches off the floor”.

It was obvious that he really had thought it all through, and when he went off to start work we sent for the plumber and a carpenter to start work so that I could have maximum independence.

The great day came when Harry brought his handiwork for us to see and test. He told me that inevitably there would have to be adjustments to get a perfect fit but then showed Colin and me how to put on the paws and adjust them for maximum comfort.

It was wonderful. There was none of the discomfort or jarring that I had experienced when I tried to go on all fours previously. It felt as if these new feet were part of me.

I wobbled across the room, and realised how my muscles had wasted away whilst I was in the chair, and how different walking on four legs was from anything I had done before, but with all that I was elated – I was free.