Amputee Fantasy Novels & Stories

It was as though he was finally assessing her as a fully rounded person, not just seeing her as a sexually desirable woman —a strange bittersweet experience for Jasmine, coming too late to mean he might want a serious relationship with her. Most likely their conversations had been about keeping her mind—and his — off the pregnancy that had been so traumatically terminated. She had to concede they had helped in that regard, more so when he talked about his work and the kind of things he planned to try in thefuture— animated films he wanted his own company to produce. That had given her a glimpse of the visions he nursed, what drove him to keep moving on.

I turned around, pulled out a thick stack of medical documents from my bag and slammed them on the table. "This is the amputation surgery record and disability assessment report issued by the capital's Jeshui Hospital." "My husband had a bilateral shoulder disarticulation! Do you understand? His arms were completely removed at his shoulders. Even the stumps were not retained!" I walked over and, in front of everyone, gently rolled up Chris' empty sleeves. There, there were only terrifying, deep scars. There were no stumps that could be used as support. "Without stumps, how could he move a robotic arm? How could he clench the fingers?”