I tightly gripped the flowers in my hand as I unlocked the door to my house. My insides were uptight with nervousness, happiness, anticipation, and a few other unnamable feelings. I had no reason to be nervous, and I knew it. I suppose I was anxious, and to be fair, I did have a reason this time. 

Today was the one-year anniversary of my relationship with Avril. Our relationship has been… shall we say… more interesting than any others. Apparently, some people reveal pretty big secrets after a few drinks and a fall. 

Speaking of falling, I found myself suddenly connect with the wooden floor as my feet got caught on something. My shoulder hit the ground hard, and I crushed the stem of the bouquet in the tense pain. I winced and rolled over onto my back to see what I tripped over, and the answer didn’t surprise me. Avril’s arm sat rolling on the floor, left in the room. 

Oh, right, suppose I should mention... Avril can take herself apart. 

“Ah, that’s where it is!” 

I turned back around, rolling on my ass to stare at Avril standing over me. She was a bit shorter than me, but from my perspective on the floor, she was much, much taller. Her long-sleeved sky-blue shirt hid her muscular body, but the fabric hugged her chest and one attached arm, revealing curves and bulges of small muscles. Her tomboyish build paired with her black, short cut hair, which always had a dyed streak running down one side, always a different color depending on mood or season. Today it was blue, matching her shirt. Our favorite color. 

The left sleeve was empty of an arm, and the fabric folded and flopped uselessly at her side, while the towering woman cocked an eyebrow at my almost drooling stare. I felt the bulge in my pants start to rise but squeezed my legs together to stop it. 

I rolled over again and grabbed her right arm, resting at my feet, and stood up to hand it to her, grinning like an idiot while doing it. She smiled and shook her head lightheartedly. “You’re a dork, Kevin.” 

I wasted no time firing out a comeback. “Yep, and I’m your dork.” 

She sighed and smiled, showing some beautiful white teeth as she took her arm back. “How’d I end up with a guy like you?” 

“Why, I swept you off your feet with my winning personality, of course!” I dramatically take a bow and add a mocking pompous British accent to my voice. “And these are for you, my lady.” I held out the flowers to her. Blue tulips, mixed in with roses, looking perfectly healthy and ready to be appreciated. 

Avril smiled sweetly. “Awww...” She threw her still detached left arm over her right shoulder, making it grab onto her shirt and tug it back slightly to avoid falling off the other side. “These are beautiful. “You really know how to flatter a lady with class.” Her voice trailed off like there was more, and I sensed an incoming “but.” 

“But...?” I asked. 

“But it's too bad I’m not a lady with class. I got you something better.” She filled up a vase with water and threw the flowers in it before stepping behind a door, emerging a few moments later with a box held tightly to her chest and her arm reattached. She had changed her shirt to a bustier top that looked pulled down somewhere. There were two holes on the side of the box facing me, and I stared at them befuddled, wondering what the gift was. 

“Go ahead, reach in,” she said, grinning deviously. 

I stepped forward and put a hand through each hole in the box, waving my hands around inside and trying to find something. Avril laughed at the puzzled look on my face when my hands found nothing.  

I reached further in and suddenly felt something firm, round and warm in my palms. Little nubs tickled the palm of my hand, and it took a few seconds for me to realize what I was grabbing. The expression on my face after it struck me made Avril chuckle even harder and left me feeling like an idiot for not noticing it earlier. 

“So...” her features glowed in the early evening sky shining through the windows. God, I was a lucky man. “Why don’t we go upstairs and finish unpacking this?” She pulled the box away and quickly retreated up the stairs.  

“Be careful not to trip on your way into the bedroom this time!” I called out. 

“Oh, very funny,” she called back, and we both laughed a little. 

I stepped into the room and was met by Avril, already prepared and ready. I had intentionally taken some time to get up the stairs to give her a prep period, but she clearly didn’t need it. The woman was inhumanly fast. 

Her clothes sat in a pile in the corner of the room, and she lay on the bed, stretched out before me in three pieces, completely naked and waiting. Her top half leaned against the pillows, propped up on its elbows and making sure to stick out her chest, showcasing her firm boobs and chest. Her lower half was detached and lay in the middle of the bed, and in between her outstretched legs was her head, covering up her pussy. Her eyes burned with lust and words dripped with desire. 

“Ready for the best sex of your life?” 

I smiled. “Fuck yes.”  

I stepped forward, and she almost shook in erotic anticipation. As I pulled my shirt off over my head, I asked “Only three parts?” I knew she could detach into so many more. 

“Wanted to start us off nice and slow,” she replied smugly “and give you something nice to pull apart.” 

I grinned at the answer. “Then let's get to work.” 

Since I learned about her abilities, I had gotten quite good working with her like this, and she liked going along with my ideas. Over the last year, I had pulled her apart and put her back together in every way I could think of, and it made for some very interesting moments during sex. 

I felt the bulge in my pants swelling and pressing uncomfortably against my jeans. I didn’t want to contain it anymore. I wanted to make use of it. I took off my shirt first and tossed it aside. Who cared if it wrinkled? This moment was too perfect to waste worrying about it. 

Avril gazed up at my chest and curled her legs inward, excited and impressed. Her eyes then darted down as I undid my belt buckle. I tried to crack it like a whip, and a brief fire in Avril’s eyes told me she might have been into it. My pants dropped to the ground, and I stepped out of them, removing my socks as well. 

I approached Avril’s head as I dug my thumbs into the sides of my underwear, the fabric barely able to contain the member within. I tugged them down and tossed them aside, letting it extend all the way out, entirely erect. 

Her mouth was agape with a mix of emotions, the foremost being lust as I grabbed her head and raised it off the bed, holding her to my chest as I looked down at her. In that moment, I looked down at her and asked her the same question I asked the night I discovered her abilities. 

“Where do you want to start?” 

She smiled, and her headless upper half had already walked its way over to me on its arms. She reached up and grabbed me by the shoulders, pulling me down to the bed where I rolled over onto my back, still tightly gripping Avril’s head, which was ablaze with desire. 

Her upper half mounted me and started sliding a hand down my shaft and squeezing it in her palm. I spread my legs and arms out wide in pleasure, letting Avril’s head rest on my stomach as she went to work on me. 

Her head was soon lifted off my chest by her body, and she lowered it to slide my dick into her mouth. She had become an expert with her tongue, and began caressing my third leg, moaning in pleasure as she tried to widen her throat to fit her mouth around it. 

As she did, her upper half climbed up over me and pressed me back down on the bed, rubbing her tits into my chest. She suddenly leaned back and showed the full looming shadow of her mammaries to me as I stared, awed and curious to what she would do next. She reached up and began squeezing them seductively, before she began pulling them away from her chest. A strangely pleasant pop escaped as she peeled each boob off her chest and handed them to me. 

I couldn’t bring myself to grab them yet, as I felt the sensation peeking further down. Avril had hit all the right spots, and I exploded in her mouth. Her upper half moved down to my legs and grabbed her head off my dick. I was satisfied, but she was in some sort of heaven. A happy, almost intoxicated grin was plastered on her face, her mouth dripping with semen. 

She reattached her head and stared and me, clutching her soft, rolling boobs in my hands. A hugged them close to my chest as she rejoined her top and bottom halves, standing before me again almost completely rebuilt, minus tits. 

I squeezed them tightly, but Avril didn’t moan in pleasure. Instead, I did. I stopped, confused, and moved my hands away to look down. Avril’s mouth was wide open in shock, and I only stared down at my chest, confused. 

Her tits were now attached to my chest. 

With a confused look smeared on my brow, I poked around my body’s new additions. I poked the boob and gasped as I felt the touch. I looked at Avril for an indicator that she could feel it, but just shook her head dumbstruck. 

“Holy fuck,” she said. “I... I didn’t think that was possible.” 

I sat back up and stood before her, wearing her rack. “Holy shit.” 

“I... uhhh...” She picked her jaw up off the floor and tried to make sense of what was happening. “I think as I was reattaching, my body thought your chest was mine... and connected to yours instead.” 

“Holy fuck,” I echoed. “So can you take it off again?” 

Avril reached over and grabbed a tit, pulling at it. Seamlessly, it peeled off my chest, but I could still feel it in her grasp, until she stuck it back to her chest. Suddenly, I couldn’t feel it at all. It had returned to her feeling and control. 

She briefly looked down surprised, and we both reached to remove the other from my chest. I grabbed it, and her hands grabbed it over mine, and she pulled my hands back with her as the second boob came off. I didn’t let go, but didn’t find myself pulled towards her, and instead saw my hands still gripping the boob, but my arms not attached to them. I stared down at my wrists only to find smooth skin stumps, and I yelped. Avril’s confusion turned to excitement as a million realizations hit her at once. “Thats so cool! I can give you my powers!” 

“What?” I let go of the tit and my hands fell to the floor. I could feel them impacting and noticed I could control them, just like Avril could. 

“Its probably because you have parts of me attached to you! Here...” She reattached my hands and peeled her other tit off my chest, before trying to tug on my hands again. Instead of coming off, I was just pulled into an embrace, and she could feel my rising excitement. 

“Here, let me try something.” She grabbed her boob and slowly peeled off the nipple, before affixing it to my chest on top of my own. It stuck, and I touched it, shuddering as I felt my finger on it. She then grabbed my hand and tugged again. This time, it came off. 

Avril was giddy now. “I can give you the ability to detach!” 

I stepped back and processed it. “So, I can detach anything you can now?” 

“I guess so!” 

I stood paralyzed for a long moment, unsure what to do with this new ability. I had fantasized about being able to do it since I found out about her abilities, but now the moment was here, and I was seized by inaction. 

Finally, I decided to reach down and try yanking off my dick. With one tug, it worked amazingly, and popped off, balls and all. I held it out before me and offered it to Avril. She was already ahead of me, and had disassembled her lower half, detached her legs and getting her separated waist to stick its but in the air, leaving her pussy open and waiting. 

She snatched my dick from my hands and dropped it into her cleavage. We both let out a gasp of pleasure, and I was only becoming more erect. I flopped back down on the bed, showing the empty gap where my member used to be to the ceiling. The pleasure doubled as she stroked it inside her pussy. 

It didn’t take long to reach the peak, and cum exploded into her. We both let out moans of pleasure as I relaxed. This was heaven. My mind raced with the thoughts of every possibility for detachment now that I could take myself apart, and I tuned out the rest of the world to pursue these fantasies forming in my mind. 

I was so oblivious, I didn’t notice Avril had fully reassembled herself and was sneaking up behind me. I became aware too late, and her fingers had wrapped around my head. With a tug, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders and watched my headless body get further away as Avril pulled my detached head in closer. She set me down on one of the pillows, and before I could so much as yelp in surprise, she had removed her own head and mounted it on the neck stump where my head had been only a second ago. 

Suddenly, I couldn’t feel anything below my neck anymore. My body began rising off the bed without me moving it, and Avril, her head now in control of my body, smiled with fiery, horny satisfaction as she flexed my body. 

“Oh, this is nice...” She pulled my dick out of her pussy and reattached it in between my—now her—legs. She ran her hand down it and moaned in pleasure. “Fuuuuck me, I’ve been missing out here.” 

Her head looked so strange on my body. She was smaller than me, if only slightly, in almost every area, so it looked almost too big for her. Not that she minded. She stared at her own original body, which had fallen limp on the bed without her control, and she grinned like a child with a devious idea. 

I knew exactly what she was thinking. 

I could have protested, but I didn’t. Not that it would have done much with me being just a head, but

I was intrigued with her idea myself. She lowered my head onto her now vacant neck stump, and with a little connection, a wave of feeling and control came rushing back to me as I assumed control over her form. 

I shuddered at how familiar and yet strange it was. She was shorter, sure, but the feeling was different. The chest felt heavier, and I had to lean back to counterbalance the weight of her tits, unintentionally showing off their shape, which made Avril laugh. The absence of a dick was also felt, but something new had taken its place. Curiously and slowly, I fingered my new vagina, causing me to shudder and moan. 

“Nice, right?” Avril asked. 

I nodded back and let out a trembling, horny “yes.” 

“So...” She planted her new hands on her new hips. “Want to experience how the other half lives?” She approached me, and the unfamiliar feeling of my own hand resting on my new shoulder made me shake in a wave of emotions.  

I nodded. Using her new, firm hands, she turned me around and bent me over the bed. She traced the lips of my new snatch with the head of her cock. I spread my legs expectantly, and she rammed into me. I went cross-eyed with an explosion of sensation. That night, for the first time of many to come, I experienced a female orgasm. 

I really could not have asked for a better girlfriend.