It was a long day, and Michelle had just gotten back from grocery shopping. Stepping into her home, she removed her flats, put the food away and went to her bed to lay down. It was Wednesday, and she had been let off work for Spring Break. She didn't really have anything in particular to do, so she tried something out on Monday that would last her for several days.
She sat up, she had been wanting to do this all day, her neck was 'itchy' She removed her scarf from her neck to reveal a peculiarity; her neck was a penis, and the base was a vagina. She lightly pulled up, and slid herself out of her body, the vaginal juices of anticipation made the removal rather slippery, she exhaled with a noticeable sigh of relief and pleasure. Separated, her head was as you'd expect, nice features, bone structure, and her shiny black hair had a chin length bob-cut that was more than appropriate for her situation. The penis that protruded from her neck was around 7 inches long, and had pretty much no visible veins, and when erect, as it was now, the foreskin was pulled back so that she appeared circumcised. It also pointed slightly up and forward.
Her body was as interesting too, other than the C sized breasts and slim physique, the place where her neck should have been was a vagina, and normal looking at that.
This had been the result of a pill that allowed transformation to occur. The effects were to last 5 days, and you would restore as long as you were assembled properly approximately 5 days after taking the pill. She had been curious to what would happen if you went 7 days without reversing, the bottle said that you would have to call their helpline if you missed the deadline, but she didn't want to gamble.
The last two days had been a fun experience. It was lame that she had to go out with the scarf on, not only did it get hot sometimes, but she couldn't move her neck very much. The only way she could accomplish that without looking too weird was to hold her chin and rotate, though she made odd faces because of the sensations. She basically looked rigid all day.
At home though, it was a different story.
When she first swallowed the pill, the effects took place fairly fast. She didn't see it coming, but mere minutes after consuming it, she had an unexpected, though somewhat fantastic orgasm from her neck area, and before she knew it, her head was sideways on the floor and her body was still sitting down. She essentially blasted off like a rocket. This was on Monday.
Since then, found an old cardboard crate that she cut a small hole in and placed some towels around. When she was at home and doing busywork, she placed herself in it and kept her body close by, which she still had full control of, most of the time.
A few moments after her initial orgasm when she took the pill, she noticed that her body had fallen to the ground after she had rocketed out of her shoulders. After an intense orgasm, semen spurting out and making a bit of a mess on her wood veneer, she had calmed down. But she quickly noticed that she couldn't control her body. Simultaneously worried and curious, she tried to look around. For a brief time, she wiggled around, realizing the only part of her moving was her 7 inch erect member, she was surprised that she had a lot of control though. Once the erection subsided, her penis had actually gotten longer, it was around 18 inches now, but it was mostly flaccid, and the foreskin covering her glans. This didn't make much sense at first, but remembering that she had a lot of control over her penis, she found that should could operate it the same way a snake would operate its whole body. The foreskin was good too, rubbing the glans on the floor would probably hurt.
She managed to put herself into a coil. Imagine a rattlesnake getting ready to attack its prey, that's the position Michelle had managed to get herself into. Slowly but surely, she was getting better at controlling her bizarre form. She tried moving around the apartment. Again, it came rather naturally, there was likely something in the pill the allowed this. She looked good when she did it too, her head and the first 4 or so inches of her were always above the ground, while the other 14 inches of her slithered and moved her forwards, her glans end pointed upwards. How she moved was hard to describe, you'd just have to see it for yourself.
But wait, what about her body? She looked over to where her body was and noticed that it still hadn't moved. She slithered her way over and looked. Her admirable chest was going up and down, so she knew she was breathing. Curious, she slid her glans slowly into her neck-vagina, and by the time she went 4 inches in, her body jerked slightly, which scared her. She moved her arm, then her leg, and realized she had control of her body again. She stood up and moved around a bit. It was easy, but the change in perspective made it difficult. She could only really control her snake-ish self, or her main body one at a time. Otherwise, it was like trying to rub your stomach and pat your head at the same time. She made the hypothesis that she would have to have an orgasm to lose control of her main body like this.
Through anticipation, she managed to get another erection, and she put herself back into her main body. It still felt the same separated, just the perspective was better. She contemplated putting a thick condom on her penis to keep the pleasure from distracting her when she was making dinner, or anything else for that matter.
This all on Monday, wait until you hear about Wednesday.
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The sun was just rising, and light was pouring into her loft. The brightness woke up Michelle on this fine Wednesday morning in the way you wouldn't expect. Her bed was just a large cushion from her couch with a blanket on top of it, it was all she needed anyway.
Michelle was just a head with a penis for a neck, and nothing else. Her penis though, was particularly long, around 17 inches, but you know know about "morning wood" if you're a male.
After several hours of sleep, Michelle's eyes fluttered open as she let out a yawn. She looked down at herself. It had appeared that her blanket slipped off of her during the night, and she had a strong erection.
"Oh noooo, not again" She thought to herself as she wiggled her penis a bit. She couldn't really move when she was in that state, her smooth, hairless member was 7 inches and rigid. Before she could slither around like usual, she would need to calm down and wait for the erection to subside. She did this by thinking of boring things, like economics and sociology, they weren't always boring, but they got her mind out of her other end.
After a while, her erection subsided and she got out of bed. Slithering like the snake that she was, she moved into her bedroom to check on her body. Laying on her bed was her body, motionless. It was still in the same position as she had left it, naked and unmoved. She slithered further, and up onto the bed. As she moved over her torso, she observed that her body was very cold, and was breathing very slow, her chest was going up and down at a slow rate, completing one full inhale/exhale cycle every 30 seconds. After noticing this, Michelle found that she hadn't been breathing at all, at least while she was detached and independent of her main body. Either way, Michelle had to do her morning things.
She slithered up to her shoulders and slipped her tail end into her neck-vagina. This caused her body to jolt back to life, giving her full control again. Her penis then shrunk down to an erect state and she grabbed her head and slid her whole self in. Other than an odd discrepancy at her neck, she looked normal otherwise. As she was getting up, she found that her body really was cold. She wasn't freezing, but it felt like her body temperature was much lower than normal. Her resting heart rate was also abnormally low, probably around 40 or 35 beats per minute. Either way, she didn't feel very hungry, but she needed something. She figured that she should make the most of her time, and try to keep being 'small' for most of the day.
She went to the kitchen and washed some strawberries and poured a glass of water with a long straw, she then put these on the ground. Deciding to test her abilities separated, she went to the bathroom and filled the sink with warm water to the top, and it was a rather deep sink. Michelle then pulled her head and penis out of her shoulders and submerged herself in the water, with the back of her head on the bottom, there was maybe 8 inches of water between her nose and the surface, it was an interesting perspective. To her surprise, she didn't feel like she was breathing, or that she even needed it, she could stay in the sink all day if she wanted, it felt pretty nice too. This would be an interesting bath. Pulling her head out of the water, she cradled herself and washed her hair with the shampoo, it was really cute, in a narcissistic sort of way. After plunging herself back in to get the shampoo off of her, she then grabbed the body wash, and started stroking her elongated neck. She should have just stuck to cleaning, but things got out of hand, and she was fully masturbating.
She was completely submerged in the sink and all she could see of herself was her penis and her right hand going back and forth. It felt so great, being in this dopamine bliss with the warm comfort of being underwater, not needing air to breathe. She kept going faster and faster, until she came, and globules of semen shot out and slowly came down to the bottom of the sink. However, at the moment her orgasm began, her body went unresponsive, and her hand flew out of the water, and she couldn't feel anything other than her penis and her face. It was just her, the water, and her penis pulsating and spurting. Her small, compact self was in full bliss, and the only thing that she felt was sexual euphoria. But this didn't concern her at the moment, she felt so good in the afterglow that she took a small nap on the bottom of the sink.
Ten or so minutes later, she stirred. Sleeping underwater in itself was a new experience, she could do it with oxygen tanks and whatnot, but it didn't seem safe or comfortable. She considered sleeping there tonight, perhaps with a nice towel instead of a pillow or mattress.
After that whole ordeal, she realized that she still needed to eat. Once her erection had subsided, she got out of the sink by grabbing the faucet in her flaccid state and pulled her head out. She then coiled herself and fell down 3 feet to the ground with shock resistance, it didn't hurt.
Her body, which was now unresponsive, was laying down in a heap on the bathroom floor. It didn't seem to have any cuts or anything else that could hurt her, so she just left it there.
Michelle the slithered towards the strawberries and water she left out earlier. She only needed to eat about three of them before she felt full, this was because her body probably didn't even weigh 10 pounds. Drinking half of the glass of water left her feeling bloated.
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The rest of the day was mostly uneventful. Activities ranged from reading stuff on the internet, to watching television, as well as reading. She found that being only a head with a long, manipulable penis was a fun and sexually satisfying experience. After she had eaten, earlier in the day, she slithered back to her body and got in. Since she wasn't really going anywhere that day, she just put on a sundress with nothing underneath, just in case she wanted to do something. Thinking of new ways to do things, she grabbed an old Nalgene bottle and padded the top of it with a thick, old towel, which she cut a circular hole through. She then filled it partway with some cool water. Unsheathing herself, she placed herself in the bottle. It was fairly comfortable, her neck wasn't hurting and felt relaxed in the cool water, thanks to the towel. She looked like a lady in a pot.
She stayed like this for a good chunk of the day. She would put the bottle in front of the computer and typed with her body, finishing some reports that were due after the break. Of course, after a few hours of this, she started to get horny again.
She pulled herself out of the bottle and brought her head down to her crotch and started licking herself. She had always wondered what it felt like, and as she found out, it wasn't disappointing. She got the chance to feel the inner walls of her vagina, bringing new sensations. She brought herself higher up and started licking her neck-vagina, it felt just as good, if not better than her other vagina. She was really getting into it. While her head was stuck in her shoulders backwards, Michelle threw off the dress and started pumping herself in and out vertically. She felt more pleasure with each thrust, in and out as she went. She brought herself down again and pumping in and out of her vagina, getting a perspective of her body from the waist up, watching her breasts sway. She was eventually on the ground, going in and out of her vagina, her back arching tighter and tighter each time. With one hand she moved her penis in and out, with the other, she fingered her neck-vagina. In moments that seemed like forever, she came from both vaginas and her penis at the same time. Her body spasmed and shook, the orgasm being felt through her whole body. Her penis shot semen out in the direction of her body, covering herself in sexual fluids.
After the whole ordeal, Michelle was tired. She crawled back to her body, and grabbed a large, thick sponge out of the kitchen. She then walked over to the sink and filled it to the brim with warm water and set the sponge down at the bottom.
She pulled her still slippery penis and head out of her shoulders and set herself down in the water.
She slept that night submerged in water.