Our Hook Adventure
Lisa Gets Her Braces
After leaving Jean and Kate off at their apartment
Lisa started for home. She needed to make one stop. Since she normally
used tampons for her period she had no feminine pads. She stopped at a
local CVS. While looking for some Kotex pads she noticed the section
with incontinent products. After looking over the various pads and
outright adult diapers she picked a package of pads designed for minor
bladder control problems. She figured these would be better than the
menstrual pads for any urine leakage she had during a spasm or at any
When she got home she took off her clothes except for
her bra and panties. Her leg bag was three quarters full. She went into
the bathroom and got the clamp and plug. She clamped the lime and
removed it from the bag. She inserted the plug and then removed the
small clamp. She emptied the bag and left it in the bathroom as she
headed for her bedroom. She lay on the bed and removed her bra and
panties. Lisa looked down at the catheter line running into her urethra.
She removed it from her catheter holder and then removed that as well.
She gently tugged on the tube. Of course it would not come out of her
bladder because of the balloon inflated there. All of a sudden she got
really aroused and massaged her clit. She thought of the upcoming day
she would get to be fitted with her own HKAFOs. She headed for the
bathroom to take a shower. She knew that she would have to remove the
plug and reattach her collection bag or her urine would back up.
After her shower she got the larger nighttime
collection bag and strapped it to her leg. After reattaching the tube to
her catheter holder she clamped the line, removed the plug and
reattached the line to the collection bag. As she removed the clamp a
significant amount of urine ran into the bag. As she was doing this she
had another spasm and noticed a trickle of urine ran down her leg. She
dried this off and decided to get one of her incontinent pads and a pair
of panties. She put the panties and pad on and slipped into her
nightgown. That night she kept dreaming of walking in braces.
* * *
Jean and I were getting more and more into our hooks,
wearing them almost every moment when we were not working. We were
getting better at living as two women arm amputees. When we got home
from work we would immediately get into our hooks and keep them on until
we went to bed. On weekends we would be hooked from Saturday morning
until we went to bed on Sunday night. Except for bathing we did
everything wearing our hooks. We would help each other get dressed and
do things that were difficult to do by ourselves. We did all our grocery
shopping with out hooks. We had not prepared a meal using our hands in a
long time. It was a big letdown to be forced to use our hands at work.
We felt more normal with our hooks on.
Lisa called to tell
us how she was doing with her catheter. "The first day was really tough. I kept having the
spasms. I just pretended to pee and they pass. Thank god for my pad. I
do drip when I have one. I can't believe I had the leg bag on at work.
It is so strange never having to pee. Emptying the collection bag is a
pain, but I am starting to get used to it. I can't wait for my braces.
How are you guys doing with your hooks?" Lisa asked.
"Great. We are wearing them as much as we can, " I
said. "It is starting to be natural. It is even like they are more
natural then using our hands."
"Cool. I spent some time on the net looking over some
pretender sites and also looking at pictures and videos. I am looking
forward to going out in my braces. I am sure I will feel ever so
handicapped," Lisa said.
Lisa finally got the call from Bill that her braces
were ready. The three of us
arrived at his shop right after work. Of course Jean and I had our hooks on . Bill had
told Lisa to wear pantyhose. Jean and I could not put on pantyhose, but
we were experimenting with stockings and garter belts. With a lot of
effort we could help each other get into them and fasten the garters.
Since neither of us could do anything behind us, fastening the rear
garters was impossible alone. Lisa had to make a little hole in the crotch
to pass her catheter tube through, Bill said pantyhose made chaffing
less likely when she had her braces on. We watched as Bill had Lisa take
her skirt off. He also told her to wear a skirt since getting pants on
over braces was tough unless the legs were large.
Lisa sat on the examining table while Bill got her
"They look so heavy," Lisa said.
"They are," Bill said. "You will get used to them."
After removing her leg bag and plugging the line Bill placed her braces between Lisa's spread legs and
carefully slipped her right leg into her orthopedic shoe. They were
heavy shoes and the stirrups of her braces were mounted to the shoes at
the heels. He did the
same with her left leg as he placed them between the uprights with the
unbuckled cuffs around her legs. He carefully buckled the calf and two thigh cuffs on each leg. He made sure the hip locks were unlocked and
bent up her pelvic band. It fit snugly around her lower waist and he
buckled it into place.
"That's a really wide band," I said.
"It has to be to prevent her from bending at the
hips," Bill replied. "You also want it to be very tight."
Bill finished by buckling a knee pad at each knee and
strapping her leg bag on and attaching her catheter. Bill then helped Lisa slide her legs over the edge of the
table and had her stand. As she straightened up her knee and hip locks
dropped down into place and she was completely rigid.
"Can I put my skirt on?" Lisa asked.
"Not yet. I need to evaluate the fit and I need to see
your braces all the way up.
"Try to move one leg in front of the other," Bill
Lisa tried. "I can't move my leg at the hip," Lisa said.
"That's the way it should be. You can only swing both
legs. You can only bend your waist above the pelvic band and only enough
to swing your legs. You are now a severely disabled young woman."
Bill got a pair of forearm crutches for Lisa and told
her to use them to swing her legs ahead of her. She almost fell over.
For the next hour Bill helped Lisa walk with her crutches. Jean and I
watched with interest. Lisa was really handicapped now and could barely
walk at all.
"God this is hard. I feel so totally crippled," Lisa
"You are," Bill said. "You are at the extreme end of
using braces to walk. Anyone who can't do this would be in a wheelchair.
By the way, You should get one to use when you don't have your braces on
if you want to experience the full effect of being paralyzed. Some of my
clients never walk without braces. When not wearing their braces they
use their wheelchairs."
"But what about work?" I asked.
"Well some live full time as handicapped women or men
and go to work that way. If you do this long enough your muscles atrophy
and you would probably not be able to walk without your braces"
"I remember you said you had a client with hooks who
used them at work," Jean said.
"Yes, she always has her hooks on. She loves being
that way. Her hands are kind of non-functional from so many month of
disuse. I am not sure she could use them even if she wanted. I know
someone has to trim her nails for her. She has special hookless sockets
she uses to bathe. I made them for her. They are covered with a
rubber like material that makes them function like real stumps would. I
haven't seen her in quite a while, but I assume she is still using her
hooks full time"
"Incredible," I said.
"I get a little turned on by that," Jean said.
"Yeah, me too, " I replied. " Can we meet
her some time?"
"Sure," Bill said.
Before we left Bill had Lisa practice getting into and
up from a sitting position. That required a lot of effort on Lisa's part.
"Do you want to wear your braces home?" Bill asked.
"But how can I drive?"
"Well once you get into your car you can unlock your
knees and use your legs. It might be a little difficult, but you should
be able to drive with care. Eventually you should get hand controls,"
Three three of us headed for Lisa's car. Luckily there
were no steps. Lisa somehow managed to get in her car by unlocking her
hip locks an slumping down. She then unlocked her knee locks an used her
arms to pull her legs in. Bill had explained that a real paralyzed girl
could not move her legs and would have to lift her legs with her arms.
Lisa wanted to practice this since she would have to do it in public.
Lisa dropped us off and started to home.
"It's the weekend tomorrow. Do you want to go to the
mall to try out your braces?" I asked.
"I can't wait. I will pick you guys up at ten. You
better have your hooks on," Lisa replied.
"You bet we will," Jean said. "We always wear them
when we are not at work.
* * *
Lisa parked her car and lifted her legs out. She
straightened them both and locked the knee locks. She reached for her
crutches and used the door to lift herself up. Her hip locks dropped
into place and she was once again rigid from the waist down. She slipped
her arms into the forearm crutches and locked her car door. Very slowly
she headed for her apartment. It was all level except for one curb. That
was a real challenge. She managed to swing one leg up and then use her
crutches to get her other leg up. She sighed with relief as she
continued to walk to her door.
Once inside she crutched to the full length mirror in
her bedroom and took a look at herself. What she saw really pleased her.
The short skirt she was wearing left little doubt that her braces ran
all the way up her legs. Of course no one would immediately know that
the outer bars of her braces ran all the way up to the wide pelvic band
around her waist. Lisa loved the look of being so disabled.
After practicing walking and sitting she sat down to
watch TV. She didn't want to take her braces off until she went to bed.
She did have to make a trip to the bathroom to empty her leg bag. She
noticed that it was slightly visible below her skirt. She liked that and
even thought that it would be neat if people saw it and knew she had on
a catheter. Finally she removed her braces and got ready for bed.
* * *
The next day Lisa arrived right on time and honked the horn. Of
course it was too great an effort to get out of her car. We ran out and
"I bet you are as excited as we were when he first
went out in public in our hooks," I said.
"Oh God yes," Lisa replied with obvious excitement.
When we got to the mall we found a handicapped spot.
Bill had given Lisa a temporary handicapped card to place on her dash.
He was able to sign a form so she could mail it in to get a permanent
card. This wasn't strictly legal, but Lisa really was very handicapped
in her braces.
We helped her get out and lock the car. We watched as
Lisa very slowly crutched to the entrance. The automatic door opened and
she followed us in. Of course we were totally at ease in our hooks, but
we knew Lisa would be nervous.
"How does it feel knowing people now see you as a
disabled woman?" I asked.
"A big turn on," Lisa said. "I know how you guys must
have felt the first time out in your hooks."
It was obvious that Lisa was using a lot of effort to
swing her braced legs as she walked. She was getting slower and slower.
"I need to rest," she said.
We found a bench and watched as Lisa managed to sit
"You know you really should wear a little longer
skirt. Your leg bag is pretty obvious," Jean said.
"Yeah, I guess so. All my skirts are kinda short. We
should make that our first stop," Lisa said. "In fact I think I better
empty my bag really soon."
We headed for the ladies room and Lisa went into a
stall to empty her collection bag.
"How are the spasms?" I asked.
"I have only had one since we got here. You probably
were unaware. I changed my pad just now. It was a little wet. I hope
they stop soon. I love the catheter, but I really hate the spasms."
Jean and I touched up our makeup using our hooks and
combed our hair. That was always a difficult task try to hold a brush in
On the way out we overheard a couple of teen girls
commenting on us.
"Hey Sue, can you believe those girls had no hands.
They have those hook things,"
"They each have two of them. and the other girl can
barely walk even with those heavy looking braces. I can't imagine being
like that. I wonder what it is like to do things with hooks?"
The three of us smiled to each other.
"Don't you love the comment?" I asked. We all nodded.
Next we went to one of our favorite stores and helped
Lisa find a couple of skirts that were long enough to cover her leg bag.
It was fun helping her try them on. Although they were just above the
knees they seemed to cover her leg bag even when she sat down. You could
just see a tiny bit.
"One thing I miss is being able to cross my legs,"
Lisa said laughing.
We had to carry the shopping bag for Lisa since it was
hard for her to hold it considering both hand were around the grips of
her forearm crutches. Of course it was no problem for either one of us to
hold the bag in one of our hooks.
The three of us shopped a while longer and then
decided to have lunch. Of course once seated Lisa had no trouble eating
as we did. By now we were really good at using our hooks. We didn't have
to ask the waitress to remove the top on the ketchup bottle since Lisa
was there to help. Naturally we had to use a knife to cut up our burgers
since we couldn't hold them with our hooks without them falling apart.
"So how do you like being out in public while wearing
your braces," Jean asked.
"I think I like if far too much," Lisa said. "It is
such a thrill knowing everyone thinks I am paralyzed."
"Now you know how we feel wearing our hooks," I
After we ate we roamed the mall a little longer until
it was apparent that Lisa was exhausted from her efforts to walk in her
braces. Jean and I had no trouble spending all our waking hours wearing
our hooks. We were totally used to it. We headed back to the car and
called it a day.
Next, the three of them
meet Gwen, a fulltime hook user with an amazing surprise that not even
Bill was aware of.