Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Honey Moon Title: The Magic Machine Part: 01 Keywords: magic, gore, vore, horror, snuff The Magic Machine Part 01 Bitter Honey By Honey Moon When Wanda found the book in the discount bin in the used bookstore, she couldn't resist it. It was bound in old decaying leather, and had to be at least three hundred years old! She brought it up to the old woman at the cash register. "I'll take it." She grinned, tossing a ten dollar bill onto the counter. The woman gave her a toothless grin. "Remember, dear, there is always a price! There must be a fair exchange in everything you do." She cackled. "Everything will balance out in the end! Nothing can happen without balance!" "I know you old bat! I just paid it!" Clutching the book to her modest breasts, Wanda left the shop in a huff. Had she turned around, she would have noticed the dusty old bookshop was missing. A brightly lit internet café seemed to have taken its place the second she cleared the door. The young woman hurried home to the house she shared with her best friend and arch enemy, Gillian. "Magic!" she muttered. "Could this actually be a real spell book? I've been waiting years to find such a thing! To think it showed up right in my home town!" The dogs in their neighbor's yard once again began to bark and growl from the other side of the stout fence. "Shut the fuck up, you mangy mutts! You know I live here!" When Wanda opened the front door, Gillian nearly walked right into her. The stunning Amazonian blonde smiled. "Hi sweetie!" she cooed in her insipid simpering baby-girl voice. "I'm off to meet up with Robby-poo." She winked a baby blue eye. "Don't worry if I don't get home tonight. This is a sleepover date!" She giggled like a little girl while holding up a miniscule handbag. It hardly looked big enough to contain keys and a cellphone. "See? I packed my best undies and nighty! Robby is gonna go crazy when he sees me in it!" Wanda watched as Gillian sashayed down the driveway and sensually climbed into her convertible. She had a walk that generated erections in any male over the age of eight, and never seemed aware of all the drooling attention she gathered. "Cunt." She whispered. "Mindless big titty bimbo!" Wanda had dated "Robby-poo" exactly one time. She had decided that on their next date she would take it to the next level and give herself completely to him. Too bad Gillian had been sitting in the living room when he took her home that first time. There had been no second date! She sighed. It was hard to keep up a good anger against the child-woman. It wasn't Gillian's fault that Wanda seemed to become invisible to men, if her buxom room mate was anywhere in sight! She headed upstairs to her office. She was still a little pissed at her bubbly friend. "It's a shame brains aren't tits." she mused. "At 48EE Gillian would be a genius!" She looked down at herself. "I guess it's a good thing they aren't." The petite woman suspected that her itty-bitty B cups would make her a low grade moron! Sequestering herself in her office, Wanda got to work. It was days before she managed to scan each crumbling page into the computer she had designed for the special task of interpreting ancient runes into a tonal language. It would be another month before she managed to get a workable translation of one of the simpler spells. Wanda nearly screamed her success when that simple incantation had worked. "Nobody can claim I did it with magnets." She whispered as the twenty ounce bottle of Mt. Dew hung suspended in air. She grabbed the bottle and held on tight. It didn't even dip a tiny bit as she added her not very impressive weight to it. Feet a good two inches off the floor, she laughed hysterically. "This is wonderful! As soon as I learn how to control and direct the effect, I'm makin' me a god damn flying broomstick!" Hardly leaving her office, the excited woman worked even harder. Dreams of financial glory filled her mind when she discovered a recording of the other worldly sounds her computer was producing, would effect the object the person hitting the play button was concentrating on. All you needed was a good sound system, and anybody could use magic! Wanda decided to keep most of the spells her own secret, and meter out a few showy but less powerful ones for the masses. That way she's end up as the Goddess of twenty-first century witchcraft! "I can't believe this!" she laughed, looking at a text extrapolation of one of the more complex incantations. After months of study, she had finally come across something of nearly godlike potential! "Could this work? Is this really a transformation spell?" Wanda gathered her courage while stripping out of her clothes. Clicking on her computer's microphone, she cleared her throat. "This is a test one hundred and fifteen of cyber applied incantations." She thought for a moment. What should she become? She smiled thinking about Gillian's reaction last week to a bee by the swimming pool. The woman ran screaming all around the back yard. Her severe allergies to stinging insect venom had the buxom blonde literally fearing for her life! Wanda had nearly fallen out of her window while laughing her ass off at the sight! It was nothing short of a miracle that those bouncing breasts didn't give Gillian a black eye! "Transformation spell one. Subject; honeybee, duration, sixty seconds. Initiate!" The home theater speaker system she had installed on her computer began to emit unearthly tones. If you listened carefully, it sounded like many voices joined in some dark archaic chant. Wanda felt her body shudder. The feeling was not unpleasant. The room whirled around her, as the walls and ceiling seemed to rush away from her body at fantastic speed. "It worked!" she buzzed. She took a step. Well, actually she sort of took a bunch, as she walked with her six fuzzy legs. "Damn, I'm an insect!" Instinct let her know which muscles to use, and she gracefully lifted off of the floor and smoothly flew into the bathroom. Hovering in front of the mirror, she inspected her new form. "How the hell do bees fly?" she whispered in a buzzy little insectoid voice. "This stubby body is about as aerodynamic as a brick!" She tried to clear her throat. "Dammit, I sound like a cartoon character! Still this is pretty cool!" She flew back into her office. "It's time to change back. I wonder what I should try next." Wanda slowly drifted around the room, enjoying the sensations of flight, while wondering how her brain was compiling the incredibly complex information from her compound eyes so she could make sense of the visual world with her still intact human mind. The young techno-witch misjudged the time. `Fuck!" she cried, as she thudded to the floor after a sudden and unexpected four foot drop. "Aside from the landing," she rubbed her tender bottom "That worked perfectly!" She looked out the window, and saw a sight that made her feel inadequate in her own nakedness. Gillian was out sunbathing again, in the nude! "Dammit to hell, why does she keep flaunting her perfect anime body at me? Doesn't she have a date with "Robby-poo" tonight? Why isn't she getting ready for it?" Wanda's eyes opened wide. "Oh wow, that's it! I'll change into Miss Meaty Beaty Big and Bouncy, and let Robby-poo do his own bouncing on my belly, all night long!" The idea was very appealing. Wanda hadn't been laid since she got drunk at a Halloween party, and some ass-hole dressed as Iron Man had leaned her over a fake plastic coffin and really pounded it to her. She was still pissed that she never found out who the jerk that violated her was, and that he had never come back to do it again! Damn, his cock was huge! "Now how am I going to get Gillian out of the way?" A wicked idea rose fully formed in her fevered imagination. "The human moo cow is allergic to bee stings! I'll hide her Epinephrine Auto-injectors, then I'll transform and give her a little of the ol' stinger action." She laughed as she wiggled her bottom. "Once I'm human again, I'll swoop in and save her by `finding' an injector just in time, and then rush her over to the hospital. She won't want Robby to see her with her face all swollen and nasty. I'll be absolutely in the clear to slip away for a few hours, and be Robby's plaything while she rests and recovers!" Wanda threw on her robe and headed over to Gillian's bathroom. She took the four auto-injectors out of the medicine cabinet, and brought them back to her office. She dragged the small fireproof lock box out from under her desk. "That takes care of them." She said firmly while locking the devices safely in the fire safe. "Now I just need the one down there with her. That turned out to be easy. "Gillian?" she whispered to the school boy wet dream dozing in the sun. "You better turn over so you don't burn." The blonde opened her pretty blue eyes. "Huh? Oh, thank you, baby-girl! I wouldn't want that. I must look my best for Robby-kins tonight!" As she rolled over onto her back, Wanda grabbed the pen like injector and slipped it into her robe pocket. "Don't stay out too long. The sun isn't good for your skin." The young witch ran back up stairs, and locked the other injector safely away. "There! Now I'm ready!" She shed her robe and stood in the center of the room. "Transformation spell two. Subject; honeybee, duration, nine hundred seconds. Transform!" Once again the power rippled through her as the change took place. "I could get used to that!" the little bee gasped. "Nobody ever said change felt that good!" With a happy buzz, Wanda took off and flew through the inch wide gap of the slightly open window. Once outside, she was struck with a feeling akin to acute and overpowering arousal. "Oh fuck!" she whined. "I, I smell the flowers!" Her tongue unrolled and protruded. "I, I can almost taste them!" It took all of her willpower to stick to the plan, and not fly off and happily gather pollen! Wanda zoomed down like a dive bomber. Hovering over the sleeping giant, she slowly drifted closer to a perfectly formed delicate ear. "I'm gonna sting you!" she laughed, wondering if the human ear would even register her little tinny little voice. The buzzing sure did, but in an unexpected way. "M' vibrator broke.' The dozing blonde sighed. "I gotta use fingers." The lazily drifting bee was astounded as Gillian did just that! "What a whore!" She buzzed. Still, if the hands were busy down below, Wanda had a clear shot up above. She was beginning to have the healthy respect any insect would have at the thought of a swatting hand! Drifting down, she landed gently on a gigantic boob as the human whimpered and moaned while fingering herself through her dreams. She looked at the giant nipple and giggled a raspy little laugh. "That's a perfect target! Well, here goes!" Giving her abdominal section a little shake, she turned around and backed up to the towering engorged nipple Wanda felt muscles contracting as her striped abdomen bent downward, forcing her stinger to emerge. With a sudden movement, she jabbed against the base of nipple, stabbing just where it joined the areola, as hard as she possibly could! She felt her needle sharp stinger sink into firm warm flesh until the tapered base of her abdomen rested against Gillian's breast. Her stinger was completely buried and it sent wonderful sensations all through her honeybee body! Something totally unexpected happened. Deep within her insect body, muscles contracted and pulsed. The stinger actually vibrated as its sections rapidly slipped against each other, working like a plunger to pump venom. The little bee let out a wail. This was more powerful then any orgasm she had ever experienced! She could feel it throbbing inside of her! The venom sac was pumping. Wanda felt the warm fluid race through her. Her surging vibrating stinger was actually ejaculating toxins into Gillian's massive titty! Was this what men felt like when they shot off a load? No wonder they always wanted to fuck! The feeling was wonderful! The next animal she turned into would most certainly have a cock! Wanda shuddered and wriggled in ecstasy as she blissfully pumped more and more of the poison into her friend. Gillian whimpered at the sudden pain, but for the moment didn't awake. She just continued to finger herself while dreaming. "Daddy, don't bite my nippies!" she moaned sensually. "It hurts!" Wanda shook off her post orgasmic bliss. "Daddy, holy shit! Did Gillian screw her old man?" she laughed. "I better get upstairs so when I change back, I can be her hero and save her." She gave another little snicker. "After her face swells up of course!" The bee took a step, but made no headway. "What? What's holding me back?" She tried again, but a dull ache deep inside her abdomen made her stop. "What the fuck? Am I stuck to something?" She sort of curled up, and looked down under herself. What she saw triggered a memory that filled her soul with dread. "Oh shit!" she whimpered. "God help me, how did I forget? I should have turned into a queen! A worker bee's stinger is barbed!" she began to tremble in fear. "Human skin is too thick and dense for it! If a bee stings a human, the stinger tears out of the bee! Oh fuck me! It causes severe damage! Bees always die just minutes after stinging!" Wanda tried to push back her fear. "How much more time?" she whispered. "I, I gotta hold perfectly still until I change back! It'll be embarrassing to suddenly be sitting on her tits while naked, but its better then dying if I move! I'll just say I saw a bee, and fell while trying to save her. Gillian's stupid, she'll believe anything I say!" she twitched her wings nervously, but forced them to stop. She didn't dare lift off! It would be devastating to her insect body! She curled up again. The nipple she was firmly lodged against was swollen beyond erect now. The toxin was at work. It looked red, inflamed, and painful! "Please don't wake up!" she whimpered, knowing her life expectancy would drop to zero if a giant hand clapped down on her. "Please stay asleep just a few minutes more!" Wanda wailed when Gillian let out a moan. The woman's arm moved! As the shadow of a hand passed over her, intellect failed, and panic triggered instinct took over. The still sleeping blonde had only paused in her slumbering play to lick the moisture from her fingers, but Wanda just couldn't stop herself from reacting with an insect's speed! Her six legs pushed off powerfully, while her wings roared into a frenzy of buzzing fury! The terrified witch felt rather then heard a sickening cracking crunching sensation. It was very much like when you were a kid, and pulled a loose tooth a day or two before it was actually ready to come out. White hot agony flashed through her entire body as the chitinous hard shell of her abdomen split open. She tried to stop herself, but it happened far too fast! As she took flight, Wanda could actually feel things deep inside ripping and tearing free! She jerked to a painful stop, like some kind of balloon on a string. "Oh my God!" she shrieked when she managed to control her mindless escape reflex and land on the quivering breast again. Her stinger had been left behind! It was still jabbed just as tightly at the base of the now purple and distended nipple! The venom sac, associated musculature, and glands were still attached! The large lump of still throbbing organs had ripped the tapered tip of her abdomen completely off as it tore its way through her exoskeleton! Her disastrous flight had only been halted by a disgustingly glistening thick tendril of internal tissue still anchoring the stinger to the ruin of her devastated body. Wanda may not have known the scientific names, but she dimly realized that her instinctual action had dragged most of the insectoid digestive system completely out of her body! From the rectum, still linked firmly to the chunk of abdomen attached to her stinger, all the way up the ventricus, or midgut, it had pulled out of her like some sickening party streamer! The human equivalent of her stomach, and complete upper and lower intestines lay pulsating obscenely on Gillian's breast! Dizzy with the pain, she couldn't help reaching out a foreleg to gingerly touch what was once coiled neatly within her. "What have I done?" she shrieked as her body swayed unsteadily. "Why? I knew I shouldn't move, but I just couldn't stop! Oh God, help me!" The bee staggered as it backed up towards the bloated nipple. "I gotta fix it!" she stammered fearfully. "Maybe it's not too late!" She feebly scrabbled at the disgusting rope of living organs laying behind her, in a mad attempt to try and somehow force it back up inside of her painfully throbbing abdomen. She had nothing to grab with, and her legs wouldn't even bend the way they would need to go in performing such an insane task! Not thinking clearly, Wanda began repeatedly poking her cracked and oozing abdomen at the structure of the stinger, in a pathetically useless attempt to shove at least those organs back into her horribly damaged body. This proved to be a mistake. Each time she desperately jabbed herself at her lost entrails, it send shockwaves of pain through the swelling soreness of the human's immense mammary gland! Gillian awoke to the throbbing pain in her nipple. "Bee!" she screamed. "It's stinging me!" She raised her hand again, this time meaning to kill the nasty creature that had harmed her! Wanda saw the hand coming, and reacted again! Panic drove her as she tried to get away from the five fingered death descending towards her. Launching herself back into the air, she let out a scream! The ripping of her insides began again as more of the tendril emerged from her ravaged body. The pain was fearsome as the slimy cord stretched. A bee's honey crop has the ability to stretch and expand to nearly fill the whole volume of the bee's abdomen with valuable honey. Wanda's stretched longer and longer as she dodged back and forth in a wild attempt to avoid being crushed by Gillian's flailing hand. More and more of it extruded from her body until it finally reached the breaking point. Wanda shrieked as the pain suddenly flared to even greater levels! With a jarring snap deep within, her esophagus tore apart at the point where it widened to form the crop. The severed honeycrop whipped out of her ravaged body, widening farther the gaping hole at the end of her abdomen as the little bee rocketed skyward! Wanda wailed, as a dreadful cold began spreading through her weakening body. "Oh dear God, I ripped my guts out!" She felt sick and dizzy on top of the pain. "I, I think I'm dying already! I have to do something! I have to get to the computer fast! The restorative spell is my only hope!" Nearly out of her mind with pain and fear, she spun through the air in her unchecked flight. She made a prefect field goal through the posts at the top of the fence and flashed past her neighbor's crabapple tree before getting herself back under control. Fighting her growing lethargy, Wanda looped around the tree and headed back towards her house. "I can make it!" she cried, as she aimed herself up over the fence towards her open window and computerized salvation. "There's still time!" She saw a glittering shimmer stretching between fence and tree, right in her flight path. "Spider web!" she screamed too late, as she slammed into the sticky filaments. She tried to break free, but her wings were all tangled up in the web! "I gotta get loose!" she whimpered, struggling as hard as she could. "I have to get to the computer while I still have time!" She paused to muster all of her remaining strength. In that moment she felt the web under her begin to rhythmically quiver. "Oh no, oh please God, not that!" she whimpered as understanding set in. A spider larger then her current form darted out at her. "Change back!" she wailed as the frightful creature gathered her up almost lovingly in its forward legs. "Please oh please let me change back right now!" The dying bee wailed as her pain increased! She felt a sickening crunch as her chitin suffered yet another break. The spider's powerful mandibles had pierced the undamaged part of her abdomen and injected its own poison into her! Wanda felt fire spreading throughout her body, and suddenly couldn't even twitch a wing! "I don't want to die!" she whimpered as the spider began rapidly spinning her around as it cocooned her unresisting body in its webbing. Just as the spider was about to begin feeding, the nine hundredth second ticked by. "Thank you, God!" the human whispered, as she dropped like an apple from the tree into the neighbor's yard. She hit the ground hard, and discovered a whole new level of pain! Changing back to her human form hadn't altered the basic facts of her situation. The old crone had been right. Everything must balance out! From just above her navel, and down to her anus, all her flesh and muscles were torn away! Hitting the ground had made her unsupported bladder, kidneys and liver spill out onto the freshly mown grass. Her lower abdomen was now completely empty! She whimpered pitifully at being able to see down into the blood streaked exposed bones of her pelvic girdle! "My womb!" she cried, when she suddenly realized it wasn't just the organs of digestion she had left in the other yard. Her whole reproductive system was completely missing too! The worker bee's stinger is nothing more then an evolutionarily modified ovipositor. When it tore out with all the related organs, it was the equivalent of a blunt force radical hysterectomy on the bee! Balance had indeed been struck. Right now her ovaries, fallopian tubes, uterus, cervix, and the torn off patch of muscle and flesh containing her intact external and internal genitalia and rectum were spattered all around her room mate in a stinking pile with Wanda's complete upper and lower GI tract! Tears of pain and despair burned her eyes. She should be dead now. Dear God in heaven, how she wanted to be! Some residual effect of the magic must be supporting her body against the fantastic trauma of blood and organ loss. There was no other reason a human could still be alive after such hellish injuries! She moaned hopelessly as the nightmare just refused to end. Wanda found she could move a little bit. She had burst free of the webbing, and the spider's venom hadn't grown with her. The tiny dose had dissipated over her entire human body. It made little difference though. "Go away!" she whimpered softly at the two large Great Danes cautiously approaching her, eagerly sniffing the scent of her flowing blood. She could see the gleaming name tags hanging from their collars. Scooby and Doo both looked ravenously hungry! Trembling hands pushed the precious remaining organs back into her body. She unknowingly dragged grass clippings, soil, a small lump of dog shit, and quite a few insects into herself, in an insane attempt to try and protect her innards. The larger dog lunged forward and shoved his snout into her exposed insides. Wailing, Wanda uselessly tried to save a kidney that still clung to her body by several damaged blood vessels. It was no use! She cried out as it tore painfully away and was gobbled down before her terrified eyes! "S-Stop!" she croaked, as the second dog lowered his snout to her liver, and dragged it back out of her. It had already severed all connections with her, so she didn't even feel it as he dragged the organ away from her. Wanda screamed anyway as the dog savaged it, gulping down one massive chunk after another. The first dog must have liked the taste. Wanda moaned in hopeless misery as he wolfed down her other kidney. When they jointly attacked her bladder, Wanda wailed at the white hot pain when it burst, choking as the bloody urine splashed into her open mouth. Without even the need to swallow, the hot fluid flowed from the jagged open end of her esophagus to spill right back down into the exposed ruin of her body. Both dogs returned to her trembling body, looking for another helping of such fresh warm meat. Wanda whined pitifully as one stuck it's snout into her void, and wormed his cold nose upwards. It bit into and savaged her diaphragm muscle! The dogs then took turns as they tore it out and ate it! Blind panic filled her when she suddenly couldn't breathe! She tried to draw air into her lungs, but they just lay still and unmoving in her chest without the muscles needed to compress and expand them! Wanda was finally dying, but her will to live was strong. As the dogs began to fight over the last remains of her liver spread over the lawn, she rammed both hands up inside herself. She manually squeezed and pulled on her lungs, forcing glorious air in and out of them! She could hear Gillian's screams from the other side of the fence. She gave her lungs an extra hard squeeze. "Key, the key is on my desk!" she tried to yell to at least save her friend, but all that passed her lips was foamy frothy blood. Somehow the witch managed to keep using her hands to breathe for nearly ten sobbing terrified minutes, before slipping into that final blessed oblivion. Gillian swatted at the bee clinging to her breast, but it moved too fast as it swung back and forth on the little string of goo connecting it to the stinger. When the string finally broke, the bee took off like a bat out of hell, up and over the fence. "Oh God, I have to get the stinger out!" Using her long nails, she scraped at the stinger and managed to pull it from beneath her sore nipple. Just as she heard a loud thump in the neighbor's yard, she raised her arm over her head to throw the nasty stinger away. She staggered as suddenly, pounds of meat cascaded off of her open palm. Her head was struck by a balloon like fleshy bladder, which burst open and drenched her body with what could only be described as vomit. Loops and coils of what she at first thought was a very long string of sausages tumbled down all around her. A pear-shaped blob and a few other quivering things hit the deck around her feet with sickening wet slaps. Gillian was left holding a large flap of warm wet rubbery material. She dropped it with a loud splat, and screamed when she saw it had what looked like a perfectly formed vagina, complete with pubic hair, and a very realistic looking ass-hole! She had sneaked little peeks at Wanda's dainty little body when her room mate was in the shower. She recognized the pretty little pussy as belonging to her! The stung woman wasted precious time by fainting to collapse into the pile of disgusting entrails, her face landing directly on her room mate's now squashed womb. Gillian screamed again when she finally came to her senses. Her panicked mind couldn't accept what she had seen. She had been stung by a bee, and then someone had thrown butcher scraps over the fence at her! That must be it! The dogs next door were kicking up a bigger commotion then usual, but Gillian ignored them. She staggered to her feet. "Where's my EpiPen?" she whined, looking all over the deck. She rushed into the house and staggered upstairs. "They're gone!" she gasped hoarsely. The blood and puke saturated blonde put a hand to her throat. It was beginning to swell! She was going into anaphylactic shock! Still, she wasted precious time searching the house for the injectors. She always kept five on hand, in case of bees! Now that one had stung her, where did they all go? Panic growing, Gillian staggered into Wanda's office. Phone, she had to get to a phone! She snatched the telephone up off of Wanda's desk, and dialed. "Nine-one-one, please state your emergency." Gillian tried to speak, but no sound came out! Mouth gaping open, the distended engorged tongue filled her entire oral cavity! She dropped the phone and it clattered to the desk, landing right next to the small silver key belonging to Wanda's fire safe. Gillian's trusting soul never even considered that the key could lead to her salvation. Why would Wanda do such a thing as lock up her supply of life saving drugs? One hand braced on the desk, actually touching the key, while Gillian clawed at her throat. Perfectly manicured nails snapped as they tore flesh and drew blood, but it was no use. Eyes bulging and unseeing, the wildly thrashing woman collapsed. Heels bruised as they wildly hammered against the floor. She fought to breath, back arching as the end drew near. Gillian went into muscle damaging powerful convulsions, not even noticing as she wrenched her back and dislocated her left shoulder. Ironically, she actually slammed her head repeatedly against the fire safe as she slowly and painfully died. The closing of Gillian's throat had asphyxiated her, just as surely as if Wanda's hands had closed around her supple and perfectly formed neck from beyond the grave! When the EMT unit finally arrived ten minutes later, they were five minutes too late. The once gorgeous woman's face was grotesquely bloated and distorted in death. When a rookie cop showed up minutes later, he had to run from the house and was sick all over the hood of his squad car. When another call came through for the neighboring house, nobody thought the lesser of him when he had to be lead away from the horrific scene, sobbing in despair like a lost and frightened child. The mysterious happenings made headline news for weeks. The dog owning neighbor was shocked to find himself charged with murder in the death of Wanda Kincaid. Her room mate's death was chalked up as an unfortunate coincidence. It was widely believed that the organs and flesh he threw over the fence must have somehow aggravated a bee into stinging her. Most saw it as also his fault, but he was only charged with the one murder. The prosecutors painted vivid images of how he ripped the petite woman apart with his bare hands and then made her watch as he fed parts of her dying body to his dogs. The jury deliberated for just three hours before coming back with a verdict of Guilty. When he was sentenced, it was decided that he should be made an example of, due to the viciousness of his crime. Two years to the day after Wanda's death, he was still sobbing about his innocence. He begged pitifully for a reprieve or a retrial as a needle was slipped into his arm, and the lethal combination of drugs was pumped into his convulsing body. In an oddly under reported side note to the story. The house the dead women had shared was broken into several weeks after the crime. The only thing police could determine was missing was the sophisticated state of the art computer system that acquaintances stated Wanda had built herself. FIN ???