-Mature Content
-Contains dick-neck, futanari

Emily silently tapped away at her computer, trying to focus her thoughts away from what was ailing her at the moment.  Drowning herself in work had always been a comfort to her when she couldn’t concentrate, and the project she was working on was doing a good job of that, but it just wasn’t enough.  The blue scarf around her neck felt tight and constricting, even in the cool office of her work.  It was normally cold outside, so her scarf wasn’t odd.  What was odd was what the scarf was covering.

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Cut to a week earlier and Emily was sitting in a bland chair outside the Cosmetic Magic wing of a notable hospital.  She had been wanting to get her modification done for a couple of years, especially now that she was out of her parent’s house and living on her own.  She had seen people with magical alterations before; women with three breasts, men with four arms, and even some people who had their heads separated from their bodies.  Emily had liked the idea of getting modded like that, but she wanted to go much further.  She had taken little steps over the years; first she had her tongue pierced (a little act of rebellion on her part), then she had had her breasts enhanced to a respectable C-cup.  What her parents didn’t know, though, was that during her last year of high school, she had gone to a shady underground magician and had a much more radical procedure done.

Something had gone wrong during the process and instead of Emily getting what she had thought was going to be a normal sized penis, she ended up growing a ten inch monster above her vagina with a scrotum and teste to match.  She had been furious with the man, who refused to try to fix it and had thrown her out of his little hideout. 

Emily had been furious at the time.  She had to start wearing skirts every day and put on tight biker shorts so her unnatural penis wouldn’t be found out.  Luckily for her, she eventually came to see her male part as a gift and had heartily enjoyed it since and was able to be more open about it in her new city.

However, the latest transformation she had received made her feminine penis seem like a temporary tattoo in comparison.  

Sitting there in the opaque white waiting room, Emily felt not for the first time a twinge of doubt.  She wondered if this was what she really wanted, if she was ready to drastically and irreversibly change her life.  When it came to head removal, the mage doctors usually advised for flat skin so the head could be reconnected at a later time.  What Emily wanted made that impossible, and therefore very permanent. 

“Emily?  Dr. Seren is ready to see you.”  Emily was greeted by a nurse and led to a room down at the end of a long hallway.  Inside the room was a tall woman with long blonde hair and a welcoming smile.  She also sported six breasts that appeared to be fighting against her white coat. 

“Ms. Nulle, thank you for waiting so patiently.  My name is Dr. Seren and I will be performing your little operation today.”  Emily giggled nervously.  For her, this was certainly not a little operation.  “Now Ms. Nulle, I have to ask you by law if you are ready for this operation to take place.  What you have requested is extreme by any standard, although definitely not the strangest case I’ve had.”

Emily shuffled her feet a bit, her emotions a veritable storm in her heart.  Eventually, she said softly, “Yes, this is what I want.  I need this. This is me and I will not feel complete until we do this.”

“Very well.  If you’ll just sign this,” the doctor handed Emily a liability form, “Sign here, here, and here.”

Emily scribbled her name several times before the doctor took it back and filed her paperwork away.  “Now, before we begin, I would just like to do a rundown of the changes we are going to be placing on you today.”  Dr. Seren picked up a folder and pulled out her patient sheet.  “Let’s see.  You want neck from shoulder head removal, fairly standard.  That will be the easiest part of the procedure.  Next you want to have the empty space between your shoulders modeled into a functioning vagina, sans reproduction, and made larger for, well, the next part.  Your neck is to be refashioned into a working penis and testicles, made large enough to fit tightly into your upper vagina for convenience.”

Emily was blushing like mad as the doctor basically listed off all of her darkest fetishes.  Her boxers were also doing a terrible job of hiding her rising erection, but they kept her bits at bay.  Dr. Seren noticed this and gave Emily a comforting smile.  “Don’t worry Emily, I see this kind of stuff every day, and I am also very glad you chose a professional for this.  I read your report and I can guarantee you I never mess up an operation.”

Emily relaxed a bit and thanked the kind doctor.  She was then seated in a cushiony chair and was told to relax.  Emily closed her eyes as she felt he doctors hands begin to play across her neck.  It was comforting, her warm skin sending tingles down her, and then another sensation.  She felt the very distinct warm electric spark of magic pulse through her neck, sending shivers down her spine and making her arousal worse.

She felt a grip on her neck, then a tug, and finally a soft pull before Emily whimpered as her neck produced an overdose of pleasure.  Her body went limp as parts of her experienced sensations they never had.  When she opened her eyes she saw something that delighted her to no end.  She was still sitting in the chair, or at least her body was.  Her head was held snugly in Dr. Seren’s hands while her body felt her new addition.  Between her shoulders sat not a head, but the proportionally large vagina she had requested.  It went from the back of her shoulders and ended about two inches into her sternum, with the positioning making it so her enlarged clitoris was at the top of her body.  An excited hand found its way up there and accidentally slipped into her welcoming slit.

 As for the rest of her, she was turned towards a small mirror on the desk and show her heads striking new form.  Emily the head smiled, her spirits lifted by the nearly foot long penis that was anchored to the base of her head.  It was just over half as thick as her neck had been, making it easily the largest she had ever seen, and the testicles behind her penis were appropriately large, a little larger than golf balls.

“A successful operation Ms. Nulle.  Please let one of the staff drive you back and brief yourself on the pamphlet provided.  Seeing as your only third person I’ve done this to I don’t want you to get hurt or not know what to do.”

Back in the present, Emily frowned in dismay.  The first few days with her penis neck body were a sexual rush; in fact, she didn’t leave her room for a day and a half except to grab water.  She had done anything and everything to herself with her penile neck and had gotten to know her body in a way most people never would.  She had licked, blown, and penetrated every part of her body and then did it again. It was after 5 days of this that she realized there was a problem.  She was almost constantly horny.  The doctor had said there would be some adjustment and that enhanced sexual desire was a possibility.  However, Emily had been fornicating with herself on a daily basis and there was no end in sight, not that she didn’t enjoy it.  No, the real problems came when she was at work.  While she was accustomed to working long shifts, she was not used to doing so while keeping her penis sheathed inside of the ever hungry pussy in her neck.  She had been using her restroom breaks to eat herself out and plunge her oversized dick neck into her original cunt as much as possible to ease her lust, but it was only abated.  Worst of all, she thought someone might have suspected what she was doing.

Catherine, a friend to Emily since college, had spotted her walking out of the bathroom one day and she was certain she had seen Emily wrap her scarf around her exposed penis neck. Now as she typed absentmindedly on her computer, she was pondering what she should say to throw Catherine of her trail. 

“Eep!”  Emily nearly jumped out of her chair when a hand pressed against her ‘neck’.  With her hand holding her head down, she spun around.  She was greeted by a fairly tall Korean woman in a smart blue business skirt, short pink button up shirt, and with short black hair.  She was slim and cute, and as she tipped her round glasses at her friend, Emily felt a mix of fear and arousal.  Emily could hide nothing from Emily save for her male bits, but it had been hard.  And now here she was, touching her oh so sensitive neck like it was nothing.

Emily said in a wavering tone, “H-hi Catherine, what… what’s up?”

“Oh, well there was a problem I wanted to address with you.  Some guy has been using our women’s restroom as his little jack off spot!”

A fake gasp from Emily, “No, who could do such a thing?”

“Obviously a very disturbed individual.  A very perverted individual.  However, this is a pretty sensitive problem.  I was hoping you and I could discuss what to do before I take this to the higher ups.”

Emily was visibly sweating now.  “Of course Catherine, we can talk later.  Uh, where at?  The bar, or maybe Pier House?”

“Nah, meet me at my place.  We can have some pizza and hang out too.  See you later.” She gave Emily a friendly pat on her neck, causing Emily to squirm.  She was visibly shaken.  Emily was certain Catherine had found out, and now she was going to do… something about.  She wasn’t sure what, but it couldn’t be good.  Catherine was far too smart for her age and she had more than once tricked Emily into doing something she didn’t want.  This was taking things a step further, but she could only imagine what would happen if she didn’t show up.

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A grueling three hours later and the work day was over.  Emily had managed to keep her cool during her shift, but holding back her lust was beginning to take its toll.  She entertained the thought of blowing herself in her car, but she was too worried someone might come by and see.  So she left straight for Catherine’s house.  She was already there, waiting for Emily at the door.  She was still dressed in her work clothes and greeted Emily with a smile.  “Emily!  Come on in, there is something I want to discuss.”  She took Emily’s hand and led her to the living room.  Emily was seated at the couch and soon found herself with a Catherine who was a little too close for comfort.  She was sitting close enough that their legs were touching.  “Emily?” 

“Y-yes?”

“How long have we been friends?”

“Wuh?  I mean, probably about six years now, give or take.”  Emily wasn’t sure where this was going, but her gut told her something was going to happen at the end of their talk.  Her neck throbbed a little.

“Yeah, and in all this time you have never made an advance on me?”

Emily was taken aback.  Catherine liked her?  Emily of course liked her, but she didn’t want to ruin their relationship by hitting on her.  “Wait, are you asking me why I never tried to take you?”

“Yes!  I am attractive woman, and I know you like girls, so what gives?”

“Well, it’s not like I have a gay-dar or anything!  You’re my friend and I didn’t want to push you away with, you know, my sex life and stuff.”

“So you DO want me?”

Emily squirmed under the lustful glare of her long-time friend.   Catherine was someone she liked, loved even, and the thought had occurred to her more than once to try asking her out.  “I – yes, I do.  I really like you a lot.  Is this why you brought me over?”

Her friend smiled, “Sort of.  I just wanted to make sure the feelings were mutual before I did… this!”  In one fluid movement, Catherine gripped Emily’s head by the back and jaw and pulled up. Her head was lifted easily and her scarf fell to the floor.  “Aha!”

“Catherine, what the hell!?”

“I knew something was up when you started wearing that scarf.  At first I just thought you were just jacking off too much –“

“You knew about my lower penis!?”

“Of course.  What am I, stupid?  Anyways, I figured you were just hiding a decapitation, but this is something else!”

“Ju-just give me my head back, please!”

“Hmmmmm,” Cathering pretended to ponder this for a bit as she backed off from the couch.  “Maybe I will.  Or, maybe I could do this.”  She very gently began to stroke the thick cock underneath Emily’s head.  She began to moan as her friend’s delightful ministrations made her hard.

“Unh- wait, my body…”  Emily got herself of the couch and made a lunge for her friend but missed and fell on the floor when Catherine easily evaded her.

“Nuh-uh, I kind of want to play with you like this.  You’re so cute, like an adorable little sex toy.”  She then raced to her room while carrying Emily’s head under her left shoulder.  She locked the door and left Emily’s body to scramble around outside.  She laid her friend’s head gently on the bed, the got on her knees with her crotch positioned above Emily’s head and began to undress. 

Emily couldn’t believe it.  Her best friend had just stolen her head, and now, if she was correct, Catherine was going to use her to her content.  The thought made Emily happy in a way she would never say, and her dick neck twitched in anticipation.  Despite not having her altered body in the bedroom, she was actually enjoying herself. 

Catherine had undressed, her fit sleek body looming over Emily’s head, her neatly shaven mound just inches away from Emily’s lips.  “I think you owe me for making me wait so long for you.  Lick.”  Emily was all too happy to oblige, and when Catherine’s lips met hers, she licked and sucked with due vigor. 

Meanwhile, her body was outside the door, naked and with a hand shoved inside her upper pussy and the other stroking her lower cock.  Unable to open the locked door, her body stimulated itself while its head pleasured Catherine inside. 

Catherine moaned in pleasure as she finally came from Emily’s expert tongue.  Giggling, she lifted her friend’s head up and kissed her passionately before lowering her downward for round two.

The two of them wouldn’t stop until the morning sun came up.  And Catherine had completely forgotten about the hermaphrodite body masturbating outside her room.