Slightly bored I stood at the bar, sipping like my third cocktail with my left head while scanning the crowd with my right. I was thoroughly thankful for the invention of the straw, for my giant fangs would have made drinking out of regular cups all but impossible. In my normal human body, whenever I was bored I started twitching a leg, but in this body my legs were rock-steady. Instead my tail was flipping madly below my skirt. 

I sighed with my free head, contemplating all the free space in my vicinity. It was like I was contagious. All around me, people were standing together in groups and chatting, only I seemed to have some sort of private exclusion zone. Whatever Chelsea seemed to have expected earlier, her guests just weren't as accepting of a two-headed anthro person as she had been. 

The boys hadn't even tried talking to me. Chelsea had been right, the "regular" anthros already seemed to freak them out. I'd probably appear to them like an Eldritch monstrosity. Still, there were upsides to this. I'd recognized some familiar faces from school among them, so at least nobody from my class knew of my gender change yet. The girls on the other hand were more open-minded, but... 

Some girls had tried to spark a conversation with me, more out of courtesy than out of interest. But my duality had quickly put them off, so I'd tried to speak with only one head for some time while just... doing nothing with the other. Which, in return, had driven myself completely bonkers. It might sound strange, but no matter how engaging my first head's discussion was, the second one just felt completely bored. And I'd quickly realized that using that second head to spark up a second conversation with somebody else (which, to my surprise, wasn't even that difficult) scared people away like fire did animals. 

Chelsea had tried her best to keep me entertained, but given the fact that she was the host, there was only so much time she could spend with me. 

I looked over into the garden, spotting a familiar black shape trudging around on four muscular legs, surrounded by a great many more equine shapes. Well, at least one of us is having fun. I smiled at Thomas chatting gaily with a thickly muscled, bearded centaur. Contrary to me, she'd been accepted immediately into the ranks of the Venned centaurs and horse-morphs. Her form wasn't that different from them, but added a pronounced exotic streak, so she'd immediately become the center of their gathering. 

I'd tried to capitalize on this newfound popularity of hers and mingle with the group, but I'd quickly learned that cats and horses simply... didn't mix well. Being surrounded by so much... prey DNA had made my blood bowl, and likewise the horses had been irritated by my presence among them. More than once I'd subconsciously slid out my claws, startling everyone around me, until I'd finally made me escape by faking the need for a bathroom break. 

Maybe that's why she'd given me two heads... I mused... to counter the natural solace of a predator. I raised an eyebrow at myself. "And you think that speaking with myself is supposed to make this party more fun for me?" I asked with my right head loudly. 

"No idea, but you could try." I had my other one answer. "What's supposed to go wrong?" 

"People might think that I'm crazy." 

"They think you're spooky. Not the same thing." 

"Huh. I guess you're right there..." 

I stared at myself for a few more seconds. 

"No way, this is just too freaky." "No way, this is just too freaky." I finally concluded in stereo. 

"I don't know, I, for myself, like it." The deep, unexpected rumble behind me nearly made me jump. 

"Huh? What? Who?" What nice predator I was! How the hell had whoever had said this managed to sneak this close to me without me noticing a thing? In this body, I could hear a fly buzz around a couple of rooms away! 

I turned, blanching in stereo as I was greeted by a white-furred, well-muscled chest. Dear lord, the dude was a giant! I angled my heads upwards, both mouths wide open in surprise. Standing in front of me was a massive, white lion morph. He grinned down at me self-consciously, baring a set of white ivory fangs which easily rivaled mine. Excluding my tusks of course.

"So you're the 'interesting' one my sister told me about." The lion-man said, his deep voice rumbling through my body and sending shivers down my spine. "My, you really are special." He cocked his head. "I didn't want to interrupt you there. It seemed to me as if you were having an interesting existential discussion." 

I felt myself blushing as my cheeks - all four of them - became hot. Swiftly, I closed my mouths, then spoke to him with my left head. "Uh, no... I was just bored. So..." 

"So you tried talking with yourself. Yeah." He chuckled. "No need to be embarrassed. I'd probably do the same in your situation. It definitely sounds intriguing." 

"Yeah right..." Then something he said registered. "Wait, your sister, you said?" 

The big lion laughed. "Yeah, I did. Chelsea, I mean." He pointed behind him where the sphinx was busy chatting up a pair of deer-girls. "She's my big sister." 

"Your big sister?" I ogled him in disbelief. "But Chelsea only has one sibling, and she is..." No, it couldn't be! This beast of a man... errr lion... errr... whatever he was... couldn't be cute, little...

"I'm Amanda." He said with relish, obviously savoring the moment. I only could stare at him open-mouthed. "What?" He asked amused. "You're Clark, don't deny it. Chelsea told me. And you've changed gender. Turning into a beautiful, double-headed saber-toothed tigress morph. Is it so hard to believe that the reverse is also possible?" 

I felt my cheeks flush with color again at his compliment. He was right, but I just had so much trouble conceptualizing that the cute, lithe brunette I knew as Amanda was the mind inside this big, buff, incredibly well-looking- Wait, where had this come from? The whole thing confused me to no ends. Somehow, he was having an effect on my new self nobody else on this party had. Other feline-morphs, most of them skinny things, had only sparked indifference. Horses and there like had seemed to spark a hunting desire, making my blood boil. Just like he was, but this was... different. Very different. 

I just couldn't help but taking in his glorious physique, his massive paws, the broad head...

"I have to say, whoever Venned you did an awesome job, you're just... perfect." 

"Thank you... it's the same for you!" I blurted out of both heads, wanting to hit myself into the head- err, heads almost immediately. 

"And the two heads are just the icing on the cake." He purred in satisfaction, putting a finger under my left head's chin. I could see the claw glinting inside its sheath, but the finger itself was as soft as velvet. "But there's only one inside you, isn't that right?" 

I swallowed with the head he was touching, nodding with the other one. "Yeah." "It's just one me." "I can talk with only one head." "Or" "alternate" "between" "heads". "Or say everything in stereo. Just one me." "Or say everything in stereo. Just one me." I didn't know what had come over me, but suddenly I seemed to want to impress him. And given the glint in his eyes, it seemed to have worked. And why the fuck were my paws on his hard, masculine chest? When had this happened? 

"Really? That's interesting. I have to confess, it turns me on a bit. You're absolutely enchanting..." 

All my eyes flew open at this comment. What had he said? At the same moment, I could feel his tail sneaking towards mine, slowly entwining it. I shuddered at the touch. He bent forward and I froze. 

"Forgive me." He teased, flicking his long tongue over his snout. "But I just have to test this..." He bowed over to my right head, to say something in its outer ear. "Tell me from the other head what I said..." He whispered, his hot breath tickling my fur. 

Almost mechanically I repeated from my left one. "You asked if I would accompany you to your room..." My eyes flew wide open at his request. He surely didn't mean that...! 

But the big lion man had already raised himself to full height again, grinning down at me. "So... are you coming then?" Without waiting for my response he turned, striding away purposefully and giving me a perfect view of his taut ass. "Wait...!" I called after him, following him as quickly as possible. "Wait, what are you...?!" He was already climbing up the stairs, me hot on his heels. I didn't even know why I was asking this question. I knew what he'd asked for. Nor did I know why I kept following him. 

I arrived in the second story, looking around and seeing his white tail-tip disappear behind a door. I wouldn't have needed the visual hint, though. His strong, male scent was as obvious to me as a dozen blinking arrows. Out of breath I hastened through the door. "Stop I said, what are you-!" 

My pointless questioning was cut short as two strong paws grabbed me, and in the next moment, a white-furred muzzle pressed down on my own left. The kiss was invigorating, and I could feel myself become mellow in Amanda's arms as his tongue sneaked into my mouth - and mine was readily receiving his. "What are you doing, Amanda?" I moaned with my free head, even while our tongues wrestled, and I had to giggle at the absurdity of the situation - here I was, kissing a guy, and I could still talk while doing it. 

The irony didn't escape Amanda. He broke the kiss, his eyes sparkling at mine. "You're the first woman I've kissed who can talk during the deed. That's really something to get used to." 

I stared back. "I'm not a- wait, did you say not the first? You're not doing this the first time?" 

The big lion chuckled, his paw kneading one of my tits while his tail had sneaked under my skirt and was pushing against my... my... "Silly girl..." He said, putting his head between mine and licking first my left, then my right head's ear. "You boys are just too buttoned up. We're in the 21st century, the Venn century. I barely know any girl who hasn't already tried out the other side. You boys, though... you're way too attached to your nature-given toys to contemplate experimenting. Though I have to concede that they can be fun from time to time." 

He softly took one of my paws and guided it down into his shorts. I gasped out of two heads as I felt a familiar shape stir down there. But I didn't take my paw away. Instead I softly squeezed his dick, making the big lion shiver for the first time. "Huh, this is new." He purred. "I never had a paw massaging my meat before. Yours is like a velvet-covered pillow..." 

I simply couldn't believe what I was doing here. I'd never hoarded any homosexual tendencies, at least none I knew of. And yet here I was, adoring another man's muscles, craving his dick... He seemed to read my thoughts. 

"Don't worry." Amanda said soothingly. "It's perfectly normal, the mind is a plaything of the body. You're one hot kitty cat, and I'm one hot tomcat, both of us were totally in heat for the other from the moment we took notice of each other... just let it happen. Thousands are doing the same right now all over the world." 

I automatically nodded in stereo. I couldn't deny his words, I definitely had the hots for him. Still, there was one nagging suspicion. "Did you... change into this... to seduce me?" 

He roared a loud laugh. "No my beauty, I wished I had. But it was a fluke. This was a shape I'd wanted to try out for some time, and the party was just the right opportunity for it. For you attending, in this shape... was simply both our luck." The lion did a quick peck first on my left, then on my right snout, and then heaved me up a cabinet like I weighed nothing. 

I squealed as he slid out his claws, quickly shredding my top and skirt. "You don't need this." He rumbled, then pushed my legs apart. My heart was beating madly now and suddenly I felt that my new pussy was drenched in my body's juices. With one head I looked down, taking in the surreal sight of first my perfect breasts, then of my pronounced abs and below that of my womanhood. With the other one I looked at him needily, almost begging him to continue.  

Which he did. He knelt down, flicking out his tongue, touching what must be my clitoris and making me howl out in pleasure. Within moments, his face was buried in my groin, his tongue deep inside me and doing things I'd never imagined possible. At that moment, I stopped caring about our reversed roles. I just felt the pleasure and wanted more, my desire making me grab his head and pushing him deeper inside me. 

I was heavily panting out of both of my heads now, and that I could see the pleasure on my own face only turned me on more. It was intriguing to be able to see into my own eyes, see my own ecstasy. And then, out of an impulse, I brought my two heads together, kissing myself. It was simply indescribable. My body was rocked by a massive orgasm, blotting out almost all other sensations. 

It felt like ages until I could think straight again, and reluctantly I broke my self-kiss, staring at Amanda who looked at me with a feral grin. 

"So how was your first time as a girl?" He chuckled. "I take it you liked it? The thingy you did with your heads was a total turn on, by the way. Almost made me stop to admire it." 

"I..." I hesitated for a moment. "I loved it." I confessed. 

Amanda nodded, as if it was a commonplace occurrence. "Of course you did... are you up for the main course, then?" 

It took me a few moments to proceed the request. I knew what he wanted. What my body wanted. But was this identical to what I, as a person, wanted? He was still offering me a way out here. And barely half an hour ago, the thought of having sex with a man would have sent me running away and screaming bloody murder. But now... Oh shoot it. I'd never felt like this in my whole life. And somehow, I just instinctively knew that I'd regret this forever if I'd chicken out now. 

Therefore I smiled insecurely. "In for a penny." I answered with my left head. "In for a pound." I completed with my right. 

A massive grin appeared on Amanda's muzzle. "I'd hoped for this." He said. Then a sly smile played around his lips. "You liked me eating your pussy, yes? How about..." He pointed down to his shorts where I could make out a large tent. "...you return the deed?" 

I'd already started climbing down from the cabinet he'd deposited me on, my legs still a quivering mess, but his request hit me cold. I stopped, scowling at him. "Really?" I asked exasperated. "I've just decided to let myself be fucked by a man, and now you also want me to give you a blowjob? Give me a break here!" 

He shrugged. "In for a penny, in for a pound, you know?" He said with a twinkle, and I involuntarily had to laugh at his chutzpah. Somehow, his mischievous tone of voice had broken the ice and I suddenly felt way more at ease. He was right after all... what difference did a blowjob make, after all the insane stuff I'd already done, or would be doing soon? 

"Huh... I guess I can try..." I said therefore and stepped closer. He put his hands on his shorts to slip out of them, but I stopped him. "Noho... you're getting the same treatment I did." I said with a grin and flicked my claws out. For the first time since we'd met, Amanda seemed slightly perturbed. 

"Um, are you sure? I mean, you know perfectly well how delicate this equipment is, and your claws are real weapons. You're not used to them, so this is really-" 

Oh my God! The big boy was scared for his jewels. I simply loved this. And his jumpiness really enhanced own spirits. He was still babbling when swiftly drew my claws along his side, shredding his shorts away and silencing him instantly. "My, what do we have here..." I went on my knees, touching his meat with my soft paws, claws retracted again. I could feel him stir in my hands, and testing, I gave his glans a quick lick from either head. 

Amanda shivered at the soft touch. "Ohh, keep doing that, baby..." he breathed. 

"Give me some slack, though." I said. "I'm still an amateur. I have no idea what I'm doing." 

"Pah, I bet your theoretical knowledge is miles above anything I know or what my friends know. You boys are literally drowning yourself in porn, don't deny it!" 

I had to blush at the retort. Of course she was right. I had watched countless hours of porn. Seriously, which boy hadn't? And of course I'd watched hundreds of blowjobs. Just... did that really enable me to do it right myself? I guess I just have to try... "There's still one question left." I said instead, not reacting to her vibe. "Left?" I asked with my left head, licking my lips. "Or right?" I asked with the other one and blowing a raspberry at him. 

The big lion looked lost for a moment, making me laugh. "Oh come on." I said with one head. "It can't be that hard to decide." "Or just throw a coin." I added with the other. Huh... after he'd initially been the one who'd done the seducing, it was surprisingly fun to be the one doing the teasing for a change. 

"Uh, okay... Left... no, right! Right!" 

I grinned with my right while pouting with my left. "Yes!" "Spoilsport!" Then I opened my right head's mouth and slowly slid my muzzle's lips over his meat. I was watching the whole thing with my unoccupied left one, and I have to admit, this beautiful saber-toothed tigress swallowing a thick cock looked really sexy. That it actually was me, and that I also could see the cock going into my muzzle, feel it on my tongue, turned me on to no ends. 

Once more than half of his meat was inside, I started sucking in short intervals and then stroking the base of his dick with my tongue. Amanda closed his head and grunted, so it seemed that I was doing the right thing, but... "Am I doing this right?" I asked with my free head, and his eyes flew wide open. 

"Huh, what?" 

"What I'm doing with my lips and tongue." I asked with my left head while I sucked with my right. "Is that good? Shall I do something else?" 

Amanda giggled. "Oh, no... you're doing great. It's just... you're the first girl to be able to talk to me while simultaneously blowing my dick." 

Smiling, I amplified my efforts. "I'm not your usual girl either." I retorted with a smirk, doing my best to suck and tease extra-hard while talking. 

"You can say that loud - and in stereo!"  He grunted, and then fell silent as I worked on his member. It was surprisingly fun, and I switched heads from time to time to rest my jaws. 

Finally, after what had felt like an eternity, I felt his dick twitching in my mouth. Within moments, hot stuff sputtered into my throat. It happened so rapidly that I couldn't even think about what to do and instinctively swallowed most of it. With an audible 'plop', Amanda pulled his dick from my muzzle, leaving his thick semen behind on my tongue. Funnily enough it didn't taste anything like I'd imagined. In fact it tasted like... 

"Really?" I prompted with my left head. "Cranberry?" 

Amanda looked at me awkwardly. "Uhh... yeah, that's a small adjustment from the girls. Most of them, including me, don't like the taste of real semen, so... we change it when we Venn." 

I did a face-palm. "You guys are kinkier than I thought." 

"Says the one with two heads." He shot back annoyed. 

Hm... kinky... that gave me an idea... I still had the rest of his cranberry-semen in my right mouth. And while I'd originally wanted to just swallow it, this little exchange had given me a better idea - something two girls in a threesome sometimes were doing in porn videos. We didn't have two girls, but I had two heads, so...

"Oh, kinky you want?" I asked with a grin and angled my two heads towards each other. "Then watch..." I said, and in the next moment, I mashed my lips together again. Just like before it felt awesome swapping spit with myself, and I chastised myself for not having tried this sooner. But this wasn't what I was intending to, and so I forced myself to end the kiss. 

Smiling, I turned both of my heads towards Amanda again, opening both of my mouths. I knew that he had a perfect view of my tongues - and the rest of his cum which was now sitting on both of them. The other big cat could only stare at me slack-jawed as I closed them again and swallowed in tandem. 

"Did... did I already tell you that you are absolutely enchanting?" He stammered as I stood up and pecked his left and right muzzle simultaneously. 

"You did, big boy." "And you're not too shabby either." I said demurely, pressing my bare breasts against his massive pecs. "And if it's any consolation to you, nobody here is more amazed at me having so much fun in this than myself." 

Now Amanda grinned again. "And we're not even getting started... the main course is just coming up." 

I squealed as he grabbed my ass and then threw me on the bed. Just like a cat I landed on all fours instinctively, but in a fraction of a second, the big lion was over me, turning me on my back and pinning me down effortlessly. I squirmed a bit under him, but more for show than for real. Somehow, I loved being dominated by this big predator. 

He pushed my legs apart, exposing my wet slit and angled his groin down, his big cock already rock-hard again. Then he bared his fangs, biting softly into the neck between my heads. I whimpered in anticipation, but couldn't hide a nervous shiver as I felt the front of his dick pushing my nether lips apart. More and more of his meat pushed inside my body, and Amanda released his bite and looked into my eyes. 

"Are you ready to become a woman, my little kitty cat?" 

There was only one answer to this question. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, pulling myself toward him and therefore pushing his thick dick deeper into my loins. It was like a pleasure bomb had gone off in my belly, and I howled a first cry of pure ecstasy into the night. 

It wasn't the last. Not by a long stretch.

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