Hey. I’m Ken.

“Hey, Ken, have you seen my Kingdom Hearts necklace?”

And that’s my girlfriend, Robin. She’s kind of weird. In a good way, though. She’s into video games, anime, cosplay…

“Seriously, I’m leaving to meet with some friends in a bit, and I want to wear it.” she said, rummaging through a pile of clothes. Our apartment’s kind of messy.

I stuck my hand into the couch cushion I was sitting on tentatively, and found something hard and key-shaped. “Oh, here it is!” I handed it to her.

“Oh, thank you!” She gave me a quick kiss and picked it from my hand. “I’ve got to go finish getting ready.” She got up to go finish changing, but I held her back for a bit. “Ken, seriously!” she laughed, as I kissed her back.

“Alright, alright.” I let her go. “But could you leave your lips?”

“Yeah, sure, it’s not like I need them to dress.” She thumbed at the edge of her lips, and slowly, like a sticker, they began to peel off her face.

Oh, right, and she can take herself apart.

Robin deposited her mouth in my waiting hands and rushed back into the bedroom, sans mouth. I gave her a kiss, which she returned with gusto.

A few moments later she burst back out, fully dressed, sporting her necklace. “Okay, I’m leaving now!” she waved goodbye, walking to the door.

“Uh… aren’t you forgetting something?” I asked, pinching her mouth to catch her attention. She let out a yelp.

“Oh my god, I’d forget my head if it wasn’t attached.” She came back to pick up her mouth and slapped it on her face, laughing. I laughed too, because she actually had managed to forget her head a couple of times.

“Er… dear, your mouth is on wrong.” It was a little crooked.

“Oh.” She twisted it back. “Better?”

“Yeah. Have a nice time!” I shouted after her, as she grabbed her keys and shut the door.

So yeah, my girlfriend’s a little weird. But I love her and wouldn’t have it any other way.
~~~
It was around 10 pm by the time Robin got back home.

“Hey honey, how was your day?” I asked, as she came through the door.

“Eh, okay. Lisa’s thinking of quitting work again.”

“Seriously? That’s like her 5th job?”

“This month. I don’t know how she keeps getting hired.” She sat down next to me on the couch and exhaled.

“So where’d you go today?”

“Eh. All over. Had dinner, went out for some drinks… I’m exhausted. How was your day?”

“Didn’t do much. Dug around for some more freelance work. There’s some projects I’m going to apply for tomorrow.” I replied. “Shoulder’s a little stiff… think I slept wrong last night.”

“Aw, want a back rub?” she asked, already popping off her hands and placing them on my shoulders. She got to massaging as she snuggled up next to me.

“Mm… how about a little more?”

She raised an eyebrow and giggled. “Sure. How much more? Want my boobs?” She thrust her chest out in front of me. “Uh… I don’t have hands… you’re going to have to grab them yourself.”

“…how?”

“Just grab them. They’re already detached.” She winked. I reached up her shirt, and gently popped her breasts out of her bra, but I failed to grab them as they rolled down her stomach into her lap. She laughed as I fumbled around trying to pick them up.

“My mouth?” She leaned up for a kiss. In the middle of the kiss, she pulled away, leaving her lips locked with mine, and her face mouthless. Her eyes were sparkling. She loved showing off, and there were very few people she could do it for that wouldn’t freak out.

“Mmph…” her mouth broke from the kiss and fell onto my lap. “What say you move this to the bedroom?”

“…uh. Me? Not ‘we’?”

“I’m already in there.” I turned, and noticed that the rest of Robin was gone from the couch. I guess I was a little pre-occupied. “Just gather up my bits and meet me in there.”

I grabbed her hands, her breasts, and her mouth, piled them together in my arms, and started walking to the bedroom, where I was greeted by quite a sight.
Robin was spread out across the bed. And I do mean literally spread, in at least a dozen pieces. Her head was propped up on a pillow at the foot of the bed.

“C’mere, you.” She winked suggestively.

“You’re really something.” I laughed, as I approached the bed and dropped her pieces.

“Lots of somethings.” She giggled.

“How did you get like this without hands anyway?” I picked up her head.

“Very carefully.” She laughed, “This came in handy when I didn’t have a boyfriend.”

“…oh?”

“I’m sure you can imagine.” She winked. “I’m probably the only girl in the world who’s eaten herself out.”

“…you sure know how to get me running.”

“You haven’t seen anything yet.” I noticed her hands had crawled back up to her arms and reattached. She stretched her hands briefly. “Hand me my head, will you?”

“Need your mouth back?”

“Noooo…” she turned her head around so that I couldn’t see her face. I saw her nose drop off her face, and then she quickly stuck something I couldn’t quite see onto it.

“Ta-da!” she turned her head back towards me. Her nose was gone from her face, and in it and her mouth’s place was her glistening pussy. She tossed her head to me, and I caught it gently.

“Ready for the best head of your life?”

“…Oh yeah.”
~~~
“You should keep your pussy on your face all the time.” I joked, watching Robin reattach her head to her body. She had reassembled most of her upper torso.

“What?”

“It’s kinda sexy.”

“You wouldn’t get jealous of everyone else seeing it too?”

“Well, when you put it that way…” I leaned in and planted a kiss on her ‘lips’. She shuddered.

“Besides, where would I put my mouth?” she asked, picking it up off the blankets.

“Um… on your chest? Forehead? Take your pick.”

She laughed. “That’d be weird.”

“No more weird than being able to fall to pieces.” I joked, taking her mouth from her and sticking it onto her forehead. I wasn’t expecting it to stick, since Robin controlled all her own attaching and detaching, but it did. She must have liked the idea. Or at least, the joke. I grinned.

“Now this is weird.” She stuck her tongue out of her mouth and licked her forehead. “Where did my boobs get to?”

We found one lying on the floor and the other tucked underneath a pillow. I gave them a tight squeeze as I picked them up. “Bet you want to just keep those.” Robin snickered.
“The thought had crossed my mind.” I laughed, holding them up to my chest, glancing and snickering at my reflection in the mirror.

“Hm… I wonder.” Robin reached over and grabbed her breasts, shoving them right up against my chest. Then she let go, and they stuck.

“…what the…” I was in shock.

“…cool! I’d never tried to attach my parts to other people before.” She grinned, “I can’t feel them at all though… can you…?”

I hadn’t thought about what I was feeling because I was still surprised to see my girlfriend’s breasts when I looked down at my chest. My chest certainly felt heavier, but I guess that was a given. I cupped her breasts, and was rewarded with a pleasant sensation.

“Judging by your face I’d say you do.” Robin grinned. “This is so cool! You have my breasts!”

“...whoa… so this is what boobs feel like.” I grinned, fondling myself like a kid with a new toy. “It’s totally different than playing with my dick.”

“I’m not sure if that’s a good comparison… maybe you should try on my pussy.”

“…wait, what? I’m…” but before I could protest, Robin had already ripped her vagina off of her face and was approaching me. “But where are you going to put it? I kinda have stuff in the way…”

“Who said it has to go on your crotch?” she laughed, taking my left hand in her own. She forced me to spread my palm and stuck her vagina onto it. My eyes widened, Robin still keeping a firm grip on my hand. With her free hand she gently stroked the lips of her pussy, before plunging her finger in all the way. And my world exploded.

“Ohhhhh, god!” I cried. I wrenched my hand away from her, trying to stop her from teasing me, not ready to handle these new sensations. “Oh, god! That’s… that’s nothing like my dick!” I shouted. I looked down at the pussy in my palm… or tried to. Where my hand should have been was just empty space. My left arm ended at my wrist. I looked up to see Robin wide-eyed and staring at my detached left hand, mouth agape (a strange look with her mouth on her forehead).

“…I didn’t know you could take other people apart…” I said slowly.

“I… I can’t. I’ve tried it before, and I can’t. I’ve even tried it on you before.” she said, flatly. She turned to me. “Give me your other hand, I need to try that again.”
I offered her my remaining arm, and she yanked on it sharply. My right arm detached at the shoulder, and she was soon holding my disembodied arm. “This is… weird.” I muttered. Robin still looked in shock.

“...Robin? Uh… can I have my-“

“This is so cool!!” she suddenly burst, flinging my hand and arm into the air. “It’s probably because you have parts of me attached to you! That makes sense…! …right?”

“Maybe…? If you can only take yourself apart, but part of you is attached to me… then maybe whatever rules you operate on see my body as part of yours?”

“Here, let me put you back.” She reattached my arm and hand. “Now give me back my parts.” As she peeled her pussy off my palm, I stopped feeling it. Same with her breasts.

“Alright, now you’re all just you. Okay, now give me your arm.” I extended my arm, and she tugged on it sharply.

“Ow!” I winced, as she yanked my arm, but it didn’t detach. “I guess that’s it then.”

“Here, take this.” Robin muttered, fishing her nose out from somewhere under the covers. She fixed it to my forehead, then wrapped her hands around my neck, and pulled. My head came off.

“Whoah.”

“Awesome!” Robin yelled, hugging me tight to her chest. Well, my head. “Alright, now you try something.”

“Huh?”

“Try taking me apart.”

“…how?”

“Just think about it coming off and pull. It’s easy!”

“Uh… okay. I can’t quite see myself though…” Robin was still holding my head, and my body was behind... me.

“Oh, sorry.” She attached my head. “Here.” She extended an arm. I held it in my own, and did what she said, thinking about it separating at the elbow. Then, I pulled. And her arm came off. Robin squealed.

“So I can take you apart too now?” I wondered,  holding up her detached forearm. I thought about it again, and plucked off her hand from her wrist. “Wow, it is easy.”

Robin was ecstatic. “This is so awesome! I can share my powers with people!” she laughed. “Well… maybe not everyone. Maybe just you.” Robin grinned.

“Oh?” I continued dismantling her hand, plucking each individual finger off of it.

“Yeah… you’re the only one I can trust with my parts.” She smiled, sweetly. “Although you better put my hand back together.” She glared at me.

“Of course. Just messing around.” I laughed. “So I should be able to take myself apart too, right?”

“Stands to reason.”

I reached up for my face and peeled off my own mouth. “Whoah. This is freaky.” I laughed, holding my mouth up before my eyes. I felt the patch of smooth skin left behind where my mouth once was, and was greeted with a pleasant tingling sensation.

“So, just so I know… what all can you take off anyway?” I asked, curious about the extent of Robin’s… and my… new ‘powers’.

“Anything that sorta makes sense, y’know, joints and stuff.” She demonstrated, pulling apart her finger at each joint. “And I can peel off any flat parts, like all the individual bits of my face, my pussy… oh, my nipples too!” She tweaked her nipples and I watched as they came off in her fingers, leaving her breasts smooth. “And they can all go wherever I want them to, really.” She attached her nipples to her cheeks.

“Uh-huh. So I should be able to do all that too, then?”

“As long as you have a part of me attached, I guess.” She said, rubbing her cheeks gently.

“Cool. So maybe I can…” I reached down for my dick, hesitating for a moment, but then grabbed it, balls and all, and pulled. It popped off. I stared at it for a moment, and then offered it to Robin. “Here.”

“…wha- Oh.” She said, looking up at my disembodied package. “What do you want me to do with it…?”

“…I dunno.” As cool as all this was, I lacked imagination, and didn’t really know where to start. “I figured you’d have a better idea than I would.”

She reached over and took it out of my hands. I was, as you can imagine, quite fully erect. She looked it over for awhile, and then suddenly grabbed it by the base, and rammed it all the way into her face. Well, her vagina. We both exhaled sharply.
“There.” She said, simply, using a finger to poke it in as deep as she could. Then, she peeled her pussy off her face and handed it to me.

It was basically two-dimensional, thin and floppy, like a thick piece of skin, despite having my dick inside it. I had long since stopped questioning how Robin worked, deciding instead to simply accept the weirdness. But still, it seemed somewhat like my dick had just vanished into nothing. That was of course, untrue, because I could still feel it lodged in the pussy I held before me.

“I used to do stuff like that all the time. I once slipped my mouth directly in there. That was fun.” Robin laughed. “I can also do it the other way around.”

“Hm?” Robin gently took herself from me.

“As in, my pussy in my mouth.” She held out her tongue and slurped up her detached vagina. “How’s this feel?” she said, playing with herself, and by extension, me.

“Ahh… okay…” I wasn’t lying. I couldn’t really feel that much since there was something ‘shielding’ my dick. “Wait, whoah-“ Robin had somehow managed to extract my dick from her pussy with just her tongue. “Oh, god, that’s like, the best blowjob ever.” Robin just smiled as she worked me over.

“Here, do mine.” She said, stopping briefly to pull out her vagina. She offered it to me, and winked as she licked my dick. I shrugged and accepted it into my own mouth. I was no stranger to this part, as we’d done it a couple times before when just Robin was detachable, though never both ways.

So we both sat there, across the bed from each other, eating each other out despite the good two or three feet distance between us. Then, something strange happened. I could feel Robin’s pussy again. Not like, in my mouth, as in, I could feel from it. I thought I knew what had happened, but I peeled off my mouth and inspected my tongue just to confirm. There, lying on my tongue, very much attached to it and a part of me, was my girlfriend’s snatch.

“Ooh, kinky.” I heard her say. I looked up, and suddenly felt that I had lost feeling in my dick, and knew she had done the same. She must have thought it was intentional. “How about a kiss?”

I hesitated for a moment, but gave in, leaning in to kiss her (after reattaching my mouth). As we did, I felt her tongue intrude mine, and attached to it, my dick… or well, Robin’s, now. And, that night, for the first time, I experienced a female orgasm, and Robin experienced a male one. Though... I sincerely doubt it will be our last.