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Dear Miss Made, I'm a big fan of the multi-armed look. I've been rocking four arms for a while now, especially for fancy events. I've been working myself up to it being an all-the-time thing, and recently I managed to up my game to six arms. It's been a challenge to get used to the extra coordination, but I really love the look. My partner's got no complaints, either. :) I've been wearing halters and bikini tops all summer, but now the weather's starting to turn a bit chilly. I have a kind of poncho I wear when it gets windy, but I don't think it would do much when it gets really cold in the winter, and I don't want to go back down to two arms. That just sounds boring. Can you give me any tips? Sincerely, Shivering in Saskatoon ---------- Dear Shivering, Congrats on getting to six arms! It's such a fun look, isn't it? I've experimented a little with it, and I've got friends who embrace the lifestyle around the clock, like you do. A few of them go around in halters and toga tops

Dear Miss Made, My girlfriend picked up a magic blade last week. Both of us enjoy it a whole lot, but I'm worried that we don't really understand how it works all the way. There just seem like a lot of things we don't get, you know? Case in point: we played around with dividing her in half two days ago. I won't go into it, but we had a lot of fun. We actually went to bed with her still in two pieces. The next morning, we tried to put her back together, but she didn't reattach. She swears she was trying to reconnect, but it still didn't work. She doesn't seem to mind much, but she's having to readjust a lot of things. I'm starting to worry that this might be permanent, and we're going to have to start shopping around for accommodations. Is this a thing we have to worry about? Are there any tricks we can try to reattach her? Sincerely, Concerned in Calgary --------------- Dear Concerned, First of all, if you're worried about her adjusting to a life in two pieces, don't be! It's

Dear Miss Made, My wife and I have been playing around with magic for as long as we've been together. Tomorrow is our anniversary, so I thought I'd surprise her with something new, but I wanted to practice ahead of time, to make sure I got it right. Today, while she was at work, I detached my head, like I've done a thousand times, and I tried to grow myself a replacement head. I was trying to make a duplicate of myself, so I could be in two places at the same time. Instead, I lost control of my body as soon as the new head appeared. I managed to grow a new body for myself, but now I had two of me to deal with. The other me still acts like me, and she has all my same memories, but we don't have the same mind. Which led to the rest of the problem. Since she was a different person from me, her ideas about how to fix the problem were different from mine. I tried my original experiment again, but this time I kept my consciousness in my body and grew a replacement head for myself. I grew

"Oh, hey, Ella! Glad you could come!" "Yeah, hey, Phil! I'm glad I could make it too. I love a Halloween party." "Sure, sure. ... Sorry, I'm not getting your costume." "Oh, I'm a headless biker." "...Okay?" "You know, like the headless horseman? But people don't really ride horses that much anymore, so I updated the idea." "Oh, sure! Yeah, that's cool. I was wondering why your head wasn't in a pumpkin like Bonnie's, but I guess that wouldn't fit the look." "Right. Plus, this way I get to wear leather pants."

Sometimes, when I have a free day I like to go to the mall, and visit all the clothing stores with mannequins in the windows I hang a little sign inside the window, where it's a bit of a hassle for the staff to reach The text faces inside the store: "Are You Being Fairly Represented? Contact the Mannequins Union Local #37" "From Full Body to Feet to Heads" "All Are Welcome" It doesn't always work the first time, but it's always a nice feeling When I go back to the mall later And see all those empty windows

"Hey, babe? Can you come here for a second?" I went to the kitchen when I heard her call my name. I found her pouring tea at the counter. Just one cup. "Yeah, what's up, hon?" "I'm just trying out a new brew. Could you sit with me and help me troubleshoot?" "Sure. Let me know what you need." "Just get ready to catch. I don't know how long it'll take to kick in." I stood close by while she breathed in the steam, blew on the cup, and took a sip. She seemed to enjoy it, but then she blinked and screwed up her mouth. "Ooh, that's a lot of cinnamon. That might be too much." She breathed through her nose for a while, and then she closed her eyes. Her face froze, like she was about to sneeze. I got my hands ready. She quickly put down the cup on the counter and waited for the sneeze to come. When she finally let fly, she went to pieces. Her head flew forward, popping off her neck and spinning somersaults in the air until I caught it in my arms. I wasn't able to grab her torso in time, but I

Marnie waited for her girlfriend Emma to show up for coffee. When she arrived, Marnie had to take a moment to take in the change. It was definitely a surprise. "Marnie! Great to see you!" "Yeah, you too, babe!" Marnie would have usually leaned in for a kiss, but as it was, she had to settle for kissing the back of Emma's hand. Emma giggled and squeezed Marnie's fingers, and then they sat down at their table. "So, how've you been, Marnie?" "Great, I've been great." Marnie tapped her fingers on the table for a second, looking for the best way to say it. "So, looks like you got some work done, huh?" "Oh, right, I never told you. Yeah, I got it done a couple days ago. You like it?" "Well, I guess it's lot to get used to. I mean, you don't have a head." "Yeah, I was getting tired of those headaches I always got, plus my chapped lips and the dizziness. So I just had the whole thing removed." "Wouldn't that cause problems?" "Oh, no, the opposite, actually. I don't have to mess with my hair

"Hey, great to see you!" she said, when we finally found each other at the barbecue. "Yeah, you too! Glad you could make it!" We wrapped our arms around each other. We hadn't seen each other since our second date, nearly three weeks ago. "Want to grab a beer?" "Sure. I think I saw a tub of ice over by the table." We went over to the buffet, where a giant metal tub held a couple dozen bottles. I grabbed a couple and passed her one. Then I took a look around the table, and around the tub. "Um, I don't see an opener." "Really?" she said. "Who brings bottled beer without an opener?" "I don't know. Did the invite say we should have one, or did he just assume everyone carried a bottle opener?" "Well, hang on," she said. "I got you." She set her bottle down on the table for a moment, and then she reached up to her head. With a little tug, she popped her head off, tucked it under one arm, and then took my bottle with the other. She pressed the cap of the bottle against the underside of her

I first saw her on the patio at the big party. Two of her, dancing with herself, with little grooves in her skin like the seams in a mannequin. She was the second and third most beautiful woman I saw that night. I walked over and tapped one of her on the shoulder. "Excuse me," I said. "Mind if I cut in?" They looked me up and down, and they smiled devilishly. "Sure," one of them said, stepping away. "Have fun, Marcia." "You too, Marcia," said the other one. She wrapped her arms around my waist and started swaying with me. "So how about you, honey? Are you having fun so far?" "I am now," I said. I ran my hands up and down her body, hugging the curves of her back and sides. "Mmm, look at you. I could just take you to pieces." She giggled. "Oh, sweetie, you say the nicest things." I pulled her close and ran a fingertip along the groove in her neck. "Do these seams really work?" "Oh, yeah. You want to play?" "Oh, please, let's play." I started to breathe a little heavier. "There's a trick

Marcia adjusted the fit of her top as she stepped into the elevator. She'd been thinking about this party all day, and she didn't want to make a bad first impression. Well, first impression for most of them, anyway. The whole thing was only happening because of a chance encounter. She'd run into Teodora at a bar one night, when she was looking for a way to kill an evening. She'd just been sitting at a table out of the way, when this stunning woman walked over and asked if she could join. After making clear that both of them were spoken for and this wasn't flirting or anything, the conversation had gotten over to entertainment, and how none of it seemed any good lately. When Marcia had implied that it was getting harder and harder to feel amazed lately, Teodora mentioned that she was part of a group that made amazement their business. She'd actually used the word 'coven,' and normally it would seem like a major red flag, but Marcia only got more interested. It ended with Teodora handing