Lisle got off of the bed the way she was used to.  Her new limbs didn't support her for very long, however.  Her center of balance was completely different, for one thing, and the tiptoe posture was hard to adapt to.  Soon she pitched forward into the same position she'd assumed on the bed, the bell jingling madly as the sheath added new torment to her menthol-slicked clitoris.<br/><br/>"I - I can't walk like this," she said, tears starting to spill despite her best efforts.  "I can't even stand up any more!"