Break a Leg 2

(First Chapter: https://accessworld.fanbox.cc/posts/4593144) Sarah Silver sat at her desk staring dumbfounded at a television screen that was airing a recent interview she did to promote a slasher film sh e’d just filmed. A short way away her co-star, Steven, was icing some injuries he’d sustained on set. She looked down at her body, mouth agape. She was dressed only in an oversized hoodie, so she could plainly see two legs with her own two eyes. “I-it can’t be. I really…regenerated from just a leg??” Steven looked up from the nasty bruise he was nursing with an ice pack. “You did. I really didn’t kidnap you. I’d merely taken your cut off leg to try to preserve it and keep it from turning to dust.” “You still stole my leg!” she snapped as she whipped around to scowl at him. “And how the hell did this happen anyway? I’ve never regenerated my whole body from a singular part like this.” “Well, you see…” Steven began. He averted his eyes, unable to meet hers as he explained what he’d done. “Like I said I just wanted to keep it from turning to dust like I know they usually do. So, I put it in a bath with a bunch of chemicals. I was just experimenting really, but it must have triggered regeneration not just preservation.” He deliberately left out the part where he’d cum into the water. She didn’t need to know that tidbit. With a sigh she looked back at the screen as the interview finished up. “It still makes no sense, but I guess it’s the only possible explanation.” She watched as the interview host did a routine ‘and now a few words from our sponsors’ shpiel. “The last thing I remember is when The Ripper cut off my leg. And then it was dark…and I was in bed with you clinging to my leg!” Her expression went from deep thought to surprise as memories surfaced. “If you think you’re going to just keep me, you are sorely mistaken. Try it and I’ll drop kick you.” “Heh, I think you already did,” he motioned to the ice pack. “But look I had no idea you’d regenerate either. It wasn’t the goal…” “So, what? You wanted to keep my leg as a souvenir?” Sarah couldn’t keep the derision out of her voice. “Disgusting pervert. Ugh.” Steven flinched. He hadn’t expected that reaction. But then again, he’d never thought she’d regenerate either, so what did he really know? “Well, yes. I won’t deny it. You said you were just going to throw it away and I felt bad doing so because your legs are so beautiful…” Sarah just sighed, overwhelmed by the situation. She looked at her own feet and saw that only one of them had a French pedicure. She wished she could find a way to discount Steven’s story, but everything just confirmed it. “So, what are you going to do now?” asked Steven. “I'm going to contact the other Sarah, the original one, and explain what happened,” Sarah said. “Hey, but that's going to get me in trouble!” Steven said. “Well maybe you should have thought about that before stealing people’s body parts!” Sarah yelled. “I didn't steal it! I practically dug it out of the trash,” Steven said. “The only thing I'm guilty of is making you exist!” Sarah narrowed her eyes as she glared at him. “And you don’t see how that’s a problem? Ugh nevermind,” she spun back around in her chair and opened her laptop. If she wanted to get in contact with the original Sarah, she’d need to figure out what was on her agenda today and meet her there. “I apparently have to warn her to not leave any other body parts lying around because perverts like you might steal them.” A shudder ran down her spine. “God what if this has happened before?” “Has another Sarah ever contacted you? If not then it probably hasn’t,” Steven said. Each time she called him a pervert it wounded him a little. He was in the wrong and he couldn’t deny that he liked her legs, but was that really such a bad thing? “I mean how would you have reacted if your doppelganger had appeared before?” Sarah stopped typing. She didn’t even want to think about that, but if Steven could have fun, then so could she. With a confident smile plastered on her face she turned to him. “Have a sister as fabulous as me? Honestly, I would have loved that.” Steven rolled his eyes unamused. “Okay, ego trip.” Sarah closed her laptop suddenly and stood up, the oversized hoodie just barely covering all her private parts. “I need clothes.” “You can wear some of mine,” Steven offered. Sarah sneered. “I need panties. Clean ones. You know what? Here,” she grabbed a sheet of paper and a pen then scrawled out a list of items and sizes. “Buy me some clothes and I’ll convince the other Sarah not to sue you for all you’re worth.” A moment later Steven was on his feet and out the door. He went to the nearest stores that would have what she’d requested and tried to find exact matches for everything as quickly as he could. Sarah stayed behind in his apartment while he ran around town doing as she asked. “What a mess I’ve gotten myself into,” he mumbled to himself on his way back to his apartment. When he returned Sarah snatched the bags from his hands and headed into the bathroom. She wasn’t going to give him a show for free. She twirled in front of the bathroom sink mirror, wishing it was full length. The stuff he’d picked out would work well enough, though they weren’t exactly her style. Now fully dressed, she marched out the door with Steven in tow. The original Sarah was slated to appear at a comic book store today, and thankfully it wasn’t too far away. It took him no time to spot the original Sarah as they approached the store, and suddenly Steven realized just how nervous he was. Hopefully things didn’t get any worse.