I hiccupped and spilled some of my drink out of my plastic cup and onto my hand mid-laugh. Avril bent over next to me, laughing harder than I was at it. The drinks and the party had left us both too drunk and too tired for reasonable thought. 

Cups lied turned over on the living room carpet and the tiles of the neighboring kitchen and dining room. By some miracle, nothing had been stolen in the chaos of the party, but they still left one hell of a mess. 

Avril, even in her state, still took notice of the mess with disgust, which was quickly replaced by more intoxicated hysteria. She was a pretty girl, not much shorter than I was with a tomboyish build to match her short, black hair with a single dyed streak of purple running through it. Her features were both sharp and smooth at the same time, and her brown eyes could be hot or warmly inviting depending on her mood. 

Right now, they were smoking hot. She gazed at me with a flirtatious look as I shook the liquid off my hand and placed my cup on the coffee table. I hadn’t yet noticed her slowly shifting towards me. 

“Well, that was a night,” I said, catching her eyes and her mischievous, sexy grin as she leaned closer. 

“Night isn’t over yet, Kev...” She said, her tone changing with lust. 

A grin formed on my face. I knew what this meant but played along. “What’d you have in mind?” 

She leaned closer, planting one hand on my shoulder and the other reaching under my arm to rest on the couch cushion, she briefly planted her lips on my forehead before whispering into my ear “I’ll call you when I’m ready.” 

She slid off the couch and began walking away, up the stairs to the master bedroom directly above us. As she gracefully ascended the staircase, she began tugging at her shirt, revealing her muscular arm and a sports bra underneath. I could feel the bulge in my pants rise as she continued, stripping clothes off on the way up and dropping them on the stairs. 

I leaned back on the couch and grabbed at the two nearest pillows, squeezing them excitedly as I waited for her call. 

Suddenly, directly above me, I heard a crash and several thuds that followed, muffled through the floor and accompanied by a yelp from Avril. 

I sat up, concerned, my attitude quickly sobering. “Avril?” I called out. 

“Kevin?” She called back in a worried tone. “I need some help!” 

 

I jolted off the couch and proceeded up the stairs at a hurried pace, stumbling past Avril’s scattered clothing. I stepped quickly into the master bedroom and froze. 

On the king size bed and the carpeted floor surrounding it, Avril lay completely nude and separated into around two dozen pieces scattered across the room. They were parts of her. Her hands, her legs, her glorious chest and ass. All scattered in pieces, but still moving around, alive and panicking. The parts all had a smooth layer of skin covering the ends that should have been attached to other parts. 

As I stood there, paralyzed, Avril’s voice called out from the litter of limbs. “Kevin, I need help, please!” Her tone was dead sober. 

I tried to say something, but in place of words came confused stammers and baffled noises. I could barely process what I was seeing as I finally managed to get out a sentence. “W-what do I do?” 

“Put me back together, dumbass!” She shouted, irritated. I suppose she thought I would be handling this better. 

“R-right...” I stuttered. I walked over to the minefield of my girlfriend’s body parts to the bed and found her chest. There were stumps where the head, arms, and lower chest should have been attached, but weren’t. Avril’s head sat on its side further away, watching me fumble with her parts. 

I grabbed her chest under the arm stumps and stood it up on the bed, careful to avoid touching her firm boobs and risk setting her off. On any other night, I would be doing the opposite, but the situation had changed. 

I reached into the pile of parts and grabbed her abdomen, which had been disconnected from both the chest and hips. Her attractive abs flexed to my touch as I grabbed it and stuck it to the bottom of her chest.  

The part snapped smoothly and silently back into place, the point of separation disappearing entirely like it wasn’t even there to begin with. I grabbed her large waist, legs not attached and stuck it on as well just below the stomach piece, creating a firm, pillow-shaped torso of my girlfriend. 

I quickly rebuilt and reattached her arms, hands, legs, and feet, fortunately putting them in the right place and facing the right way, despite my haste. Before I could reach for her head, Avril’s body sat up, spun around, and quickly snatched her head up off the sheets. Quickly grabbing a pile of random clothes off the floor and stacking them in her arms, placing her head atop it, she quickly shoved by me to the bathroom down the hall, muttering a quiet “thanks” as she passed me, and locking the door behind her. 

I stood there, waiting, still processing what I had just seen. A few minutes later, Avril came back, fully clothed and head reattached. She was walking slowly and didn’t meet my eyes, embarrassed by what had just happened. 

I sat down on the bed, and she sat down next to me. The room was dead silent. Neither of us knew what to say. “So…” I asked. “What happened?” 

She gestured to an object on the floor. It was a small box that was still left over from the moving. The label on the side indicated that it was still full of heavy books. “As I was getting ready, I tripped over the box as I was coming into the room, and…” She fell silent again, staring at the floor. 

We sat quietly for a few more minutes before I again broke the silence. “So… are… are we going to talk about… you know…?” I made some implying gestures as I talked to convey the meaning, even though she wasn’t looking at me. Still, she understood. 

“Yeah…” She cleared her throat. “Figured this was coming.” 

“So… all of that was…” I hesitated to say it. It sounded ridiculous, even with everything that had just happened, but I said it. “…magic?” 

“Yeah.” She replied. “At least, I think so…” 

I wanted to ask her how she didn’t know, but I had more pressing questions. Instead I asked “How long have you been able to do that?” 

She sighed. “Eight months… I found out one morning when I tripped over something and my top half came off…” 

I gulped. That was longer than we had known each other. My throat became dry. “Who else knows?” 

“Just me and you.” She said quickly. 

She looked at me with a pleading expression in her eyes. “Please don’t tell anyone! No one else can know about this. I need this to stay in this room between the two of us, okay?” 

I nodded, sliding closer and giving her a one-armed hug. “I won’t tell anyone, Av. This stays with us.” 

She leaned into the hug. “Promise?” 

I thought about my answer for a moment. “I promise to try.” 

After letting go, she sat up and cleared her throat again. “I suppose you think I’m some sort of freak now?” 

I smiled softly at her. “What’s wrong with that?” 

She opened her mouth to say something but paused as she processed what I just said. “So…” She rested a hand on my leg. “Are we alright?” 

I smiled and kissed her. “Yeah,” I said. “We’re alright.” 

She grinned at me. “Still want to have some fun tonight?” Her carefree lust had returned to her demeanor, and I could feel her relax slowly. “Now that you know what I can do, we could… use that…” 

I could feel the fabric of my pants rise again as she leaned closer. I smiled uncontrollably and leaned into her. “Where do you want to start?” 

She didn’t answer in words, instead, she pushed me over and I fell backwards on the bed as she climbed on top of me. Leaning over, she planted her lips firmly on mine. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure of our tongues dancing around each other until I felt her sit up. The confusing part was that, even as she sat up, I could still feel her kissing me. 

I opened my eyes and saw her still there, sitting on me, but her mouth was gone, and a smooth layer of skin covered her face where it should have been. She was still kissing me though, just with detached lips. 

She rolled over and flopped on the bed next to me, looking at me expectantly. I repaid the treatment by climbing on top of her and planting my lips, as well as her lips, on her face. This time, when I pulled away, her lips stuck to her face. They were a little crooked, and both of us knew it, but we didn’t mind. 

Eventually, she pushed me off her and sat up, pulling off the clothes she had hastily put on just a few minutes ago, revealing the details of her smooth figure and making my excitement rise with my pants. She turned to face me, showing her magnificent tits to me as she bit her lower lip with a mischievous look. 

“What do you want to see next?” She asked. 

My mind raced with a dozen ideas of what I wanted to see, but instead I asked, “Anything you want to show me?” 

Her eyes darted away for a second as she thought how to respond, before releasing her bottom lip and grinning with another look of pure, horny chaos. She just shrugged. “I’m all yours!” 

I hesitated before making my decision, but eventually asked for her chest. She grinned, and planting her hands on her hips, pushed her top half off her bottom half and walked over to me with her hands. She plopped herself onto my lap and planted one hand on my shoulder while another worked its way down to my waist. “Okay, but on one condition...” 

I grinned, barely able to contain my excitement. “Which is...?” 

Her hand grabbed hold of my belt and began tugging on it. “If you let me choke on that cock of yours...” 

I grinned. “Deal.” 

She undid my belt faster than I could reach it, and slid off the bed, taking my pants with her, before she climbed back up and leaned on me again. With one hand, she slowly lifted her head off her neck and lowered it down onto my dick, which was now standing straight up. She moaned as she released her head onto my head and began cleaning it with her tongue. 

Meanwhile, I got busy with her body. Lust had overcome me, and I began to play with my new possession like a kid with a toy. I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her arms off, tossing them aside before giving the same treatment to her stomach, leaving me with just the beautiful chest. 

I leaned back on the bed again and lowered her tits to my face. I let out a pleasured noise as I felt her nice, round features rub against my face. Her nipple tickled a little as I moved it over my cheek. Then I got to work. 

Grabbing each boob in one hand, I gave it a good squeeze. They felt like stress balls, and that made it even better. I carefully maneuvered her nipple to my mouth and began cleaning it with my tongue, before sliding over to the next and giving it the same treatment. I heard Avril’s moans get louder from my lower half, and I knew I was doing a good job. 

She knew I was on the precipice of giving her what she was looking for and doubled down on her efforts. I could feel my dick getting harder and knew what was coming... pun intended. With a final stroke of her tongue, it released inside her mouth. She sucked all of it up with a ferocity I had never seen before. I sat back in pleasure as a relieved feeling flowed over me. 

I sat up again as one of her detached arms tapped me, signaling to lift her head off. I reached down and lifted Avril’s beautiful head off as I felt my cock slowly lower. Her mouth dripped with the sticky, white substance and she had a smile that looked almost drunk with pleasure. I held her there for a minute as she licked up the last traces of semen with her tongue. 

A fiery lust suddenly filled her eyes again. She wasn’t done. “Round two?” 

I smiled back at her. She was the most amazing woman I had ever seen.  

“Round two.”