Mark woke up to the strangest dream, the details of it were fuzzy. He remembered being in a classroom, there was a woman he partially recognised though he couldn’t remember her name. He wished he could remember her name. It was in the dream he knew that much but he couldn’t recall it.



One thing Mark remembered from the dream is the woman didn’t have a mouth and at one point she took off her head. His head was taken off at one point too. Then they had swapped bodies from the neck down. That’s when Mark had woken up.



As Mark sat up out of bed, he patted his chest down, confirming he didn’t have breasts. He then pulled his underwear forward and saw that he had a dick. One that was excited by the morning and last night’s dream.



It was weird that the dream affected Mark’s thoughts like this as if he was expecting to find he had suddenly grown breasts or he no longer had a dick. The thought of that made his pulse with excitement. Despite fading from memory already, it felt so real. Like he recalled one part where he reached down and pulled his genitals right off.



While Mark was imagining that he followed through with the act from the dream as he grabbed himself and pulled forward. Of course he didn’t expect anything to happen. But when he pulled his hand up and it was still holding them in his hand, he tossed them halfway across the room.



“What the fuck!” Mark screamed loud enough that the people in the apartment next door probably heard him. He quickly covered his mouth and got up off the bed. Looking for where he had thrown his genitals. He got up and saw them laying on their side, relatively unharmed. He walked over to them and prodded them. He couldn’t even feel them. Worried he picked them up and placed them where they should be.



That was a mistake as he fell over in pain, feeling sick in the stomach. It felt like he had been kicked in the balls. Which he pretty much was with how hard he threw them. He quickly reached down and pulled them off again. The pain vanished with the feeling of them.

This time Mark carefully walked over to his dresser and gently placed them down. He stood there waiting for a few minutes hoping the pain would go away when he put them back on again. This time when he did they felt a little sore but the worst of it was over. Now he really needed to use the toilet. Curious once again he pulled them off one more time and his bladder felt empty, like it wasn’t even there.



“That could be useful…” Mark remarked as he examined the detached genitals. “Though if the need builds up over time…” he realised. “If only I could go remotely…” As Mark thought about that he felt the need to use the toilet returning, even though he had nothing to go with. He then looked around and the feeling faded. “Curious…” Mark looked down at his genitals again.



Another thought came to Mark as he thought about his genitals again. He imagined feeling them and with that the need to go to the toilet returned. He then winced as he gave his balls a squeeze hard enough to cause discomfort. That act almost made him drop them again but he managed to avoid that. He then stopped thinking about them again and did the same thing. This time nothing.



Mark smiled as he confirmed his hypothesis, that he could choose whether or not he could feel his genitals. That made him wonder how far away that effect applied too as he carried them down the hall and into the bathroom. He then placed them in the corner of the shower and left them there. He then walked back up the hallway and into the living room.



Now that Mark was on the opposite side of the apartment from his genitals he took off his underwear and examined his null spot. Of course without anything there he was now tempted to shave. He then closed his eyes and imagined peeing as he felt the need to go and the relief of going.

Just in case he was wrong, Mark went back up to the shower and saw that there was now a trail of pee from the corner of the shower heading towards the drain. Carefully Mark grabbed his genitals again, shook them dry and reattached them. Somehow he had managed to relieve himself from a few metres away.



“This is going to come in handy…” Mark grinned, liking the idea of not needing to have his dick attached. He even considered leaving them home for the day and going to work without them. That thought seemed to trigger his alarm clock reminding him to get up and get ready.

Even though he had thought about leaving them behind, Mark ended up keeping them on as he got dressed in his black pants, buttoned up shirt and tie. He skipped breakfast as he was on the coffee run this morning and figured he could get something to eat there before.



Mark put on his shoes, took the elevator down to the ground level and walked up to the train station. It was only a few stops before he was in the heart of the city as he made his way to the crowd and to the small cafe around the corner from the main office.



The smell of coffee assaulted Mark’s nose as soon as he entered the small cafe, he could never stand the stuff himself but would still get it for others. He looked down at the display case and eyed off a few sandwiches. He ordered it toasted and just got a juice for now then took a seat at a nearby table.



While Mark waited for his food to be brought out to him he pulled out his phone to play some games. “Here’s your food,” a familiar voice said as a small white plate was put down in front of him. Mark looked up and his eyes went wide. She looked back at him equally shocked.



Mark read the name tag pinned to the left side of her chest to make sure he wasn’t imagining things; ‘Amanda’