Our dating anniversary had arrived, and thanks to the unusual policies of our workplace, we decided to take a week and a half off to have some time to ourselves. 3 days into our break from work, Diane and I had returned from a day trip to the Isle of Man, and we decided to have a bit of fun. We both work at the same place, but in different departments. I was an executive (took a while to get there, believe me) and the CEO knows me quite well, in fact, it's him that told me about the strange pills we use. If you're curious, Diane works in marketing, it allows her to use her creative abilities. Anyhow:

"I went to the pill distributor, told me about a little trick you could do to make the effects last longer"
"How's that?" Diane replied, she was laying on top of me on the couch, which overlooked a decent view of the city.
"Well, he said that rather than swallowing it with water, you swallow it with peanut butter. Weird eh?"
"How much longer? Is there a ratio?"
"Well, he said that it depends on how 'small' you've decided to make yourself, your mass is also a factor"
"Hmmm, alright" Diane said standing up; "We've got a little more than a week, the fridge is full, lets try something"

Diane brought over all the reduction pills, a jar of peanut butter and some measuring cups.
"Alright, how much does he recommend?" She said as she took out the pills she planned to use. I saw that she took out 3 for legs, and 3 for arms, I was a tad concerned, as we haven't gone that far before.
"Well, he said a teaspoon with each pill you decide to use triples the duration on most people, but you really have to experiment. This sort of thing hasn't been well-documented."

Diane proceeded to take teaspoons of peanut putter, before flattening the amount with a knife and burring the pill inside. She slowly managed this with the 3 'leg' pills, by the time she had gotten to the last one, she appeared to be completely buried into the couch. It appeared that 3 'leg' pills had reduced her to a head, arms, and clavicles somehow giving her structure and keeping her together.

"Okay... I might need help with the last pill"
She then did the same thing, but slightly quicker. By the time she had gotten to the last pill, she was reduced to a head with a vagina where her neck should have been. She had no neck to speak of, not even a stump, though her vagina was slightly sunken in, meaning if she rested on a flat surface, her genitalia wouldn't make contact. It was damn lovely of her to bun her hair up.

"Wow, are you sure you want to last 18 hours like this? I'm a little worried, there is some uncertainty with the duration." I enquired as I gently picked her up, cradling her with both hands.
"Mmmmmmm, I've always wanted to see how far the dose would take me, and like I said, we have more than a week, and the fridge is stocked, we don't have to go anywhere" Diane was starting to secrete fluid from her underside, and she was relaxing whatever few muscles she had left.
"Well, if you say so. I guess I could always call the shop owner if we have trouble, he has a bunch of weird things available"
"I'm, quite enjoying this.." Diane uttered as I caressed her face.
"Good thing I'm in the mood" Her vaginal walls were tightening, it was clear that this situation raised her libido by a lot.
"C'mon, you know what to do" I fully understood what the accompanying facial expression meant.

I held her as I properly explored her mouth, while gently gliding my finger across her vagina in intervals. I then turned her over and started to tongue her, my technique surely enhanced by the space I had to work with, I didn't have her legs rubbing against my face. I stuck my tongue in as far as I could, and mapping out the rather damp cavern, Diane's eyes were lightly closed, and the way her mouth was open told me she was experiencing incredible amounts of pleasure.

"Fill me!! Stick it in!!!!" She screamed.
I briefly placed her on the coffee table in front of me as I took my pants off, her face was flustered and she bit her lower lip as she anticipated the unsheathing of my obviously erect penis. I placed her before my dick, where she managed to lick the spot right above my scrotum, causing a bit of precum to release.
"Nnnnnnnn!!!" She hummed loudly, the sound she'd make if she were on the aching verge of an orgasm, and I was the only person who could take her there. "In!!!! Now!!"

I picked her up again, and slowly penetrated what existed of her, her face still displayed an expression of intense pleasure, eyes still closed, and a mouth open slight, from which an increasingly loud moan escaped. Completely knackered.
"Ahh!! That feels sooo great!" she cried, but it wasn't enough.
"Don't stop yet!! In and out!! I'm on edge here!!"

So I did, I accelerated my pumping slowly, as she continued to moan. Her moans became screams, and she finally reached her climax.

In the moments afterwards, I turned to lie lengthwise on the chesterfield, I was still plugged into Diane, she remained pointing towards my face.

"That was one of the best sexual experiences I've had yet. I'm leaning to love this."
"I guess so, you're going to be like this for some time probably" I replied. "Are you sure you're okay like this? It could be a few days until you're restored, we don't know exactly how this works"
"I'll be fine, there's plenty of time for us, now, can you...Um, remove me? I enjoy this but it's like there's an object stuck way behind my eyes"
"That would make sense, I suppose" I said with a smile as I slowly pulled her off my rod. She yelped when my glans passed the opening.

She told me she wanted a bath, customized to her size, of course. I quickly wiped my crotch up and washed my hands. We both knew that as long as our 'form' didn't have any lungs, then we didn't need to breathe. This obviously applied to Diane as only a head, but it also applied when we were a head on a pair of legs, or a pair of arms and a head.

I went to the sink in the washroom, it had two large compartments and one faucet. I filled both of them with warm water as I grabbed some shampoo and facewash. I dipped her entire head in the water to get her wet, then used one hand to rub in the shampoo, she closed her eyes as I dunked her again, I quickly shagged her hair while she was underwater. The facewash wasn't as big of a deal, like I've done before, I held her head from behind and upside down, and I just washed her face as if it were mine. I briefly dunked her again in the same sink, then put her in the other to make sure everything was rinsed off.

"So, you good now?" I asked.
"Mmmmm, yes. But can you maybe leave me down there for a moment? Five minutes?"
"I guess" I knew she didn't have to breathe and all that, but still, you can't blame me for being a bit protective, she was as helpless as a person could get. I grabbed a timer and set it to five minutes, then set her down on her side and on top of a facecloth at the bottom of the sink. It was strange, I found, that she was in the apartment, but her presence was completely gone. In fact, I had practically forgotten that she was here until the timer rang.

I took her out of the water upwards, allowing her hair to pool behind her.
"How was it?"
"Lovely as always" she said as I patted her face dry, before blow drying her hair. She was also clearly taking pleasure in the hair brushing, she enjoyed the dependency.

After having a quick shower myself, I tied and single-braided Diane's hair before getting into bed. She had the advantage of not having to worry about a neck ache. We lay in bed, Diane's cheek against my chest.

"I still feel a little weird, you going through with this"
"How's that?"
"I have to be at your beck and call"
"Do you have a problem with that?"
"Well, no"
"Then there's no problem"
"Well, sort of. I have a feeling that this is going to last a while"
"Then you'll be there for me" She closed her eyes as I caressed her again.
"But you can't be like this for say, a month. That's absurd"
"Like I said, even if things don't go as planned, we can always visit the shop" She closed her eyes again, but longer.

When it was clear that she was asleep, I placed her in a small, padded basket. I didn't want to accidentally roll on to her in the middle of the night.

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The next morning, I woke up to find that she was still asleep, and still a head. I quickly washed up, and when I came back, she was just opening her eyes.
"Morning"
"Hey, good morning to you too"
I picked her up, kissing her, and brought her to the table.
"I guess I'm still helpless" She said, as I sat her down on a soft towel. I looked at her, brushing her hair back.
A pause passed between us.
"So, how about something to eat?" I asked.
"That would be splendid"

Given past experience, I knew that she simply wouldn't eat as much when she's so tiny. If someone weighing 100 pounds needed 1500 calories per day to maintain health, someone weighing 10 would only need a fraction.

I made some scrambled eggs, they were fairly easy to share.

"Here you go"
"Lovely" She replied as I put the dish between us. I fed her one forkful before I did the same for myself.
"More?" I asked.
"Yes please" So I did again. After mine I asked her the same question.
"Oh, please, no more. I've had quite enough."
"Not a 'big' eater, I suppose"
"Oh! I'd hit you for that!"
"How about some water?"

I slid the towel she was resting on a bit closer to the edge of the table, and presented a glass with a straw in it. After what I'd consider to be 2 sips, she proclaimed that she was "bloated" and wished to lie down. I brought her to the middle of my bed and laid her on her side and undoing the braid I did for her.

I stood back and looked at her. Her physical being consisted of a head with no neck, a vagina on the bottom surface. There were times where I struggled to accept that she was a person, she seemed more like an object, or a pet.

15 or 20 minutes later, she woke up... Horny.
"I had a little dream" She smiled as I picked her up.
"About what?" I sat her in my lap as I brushed her hair back.
"About being impaled"
"Impaled?"
"Yes, I REALLY want to try it" I put her hair into a pony tail.
"I think I know where this is going."

I set her on my desk, on a towel. Her vagina was already seeping in anticipation. I came back with her vibrator, it was 6 inches long and had a fairly solid base. I brought it over to her.
"Oh yes~"
"So, you want to sit on it or something?"
"Yes, I'm dripping here!"

I lifted her up and slid her on top of it, she elicited moans and shudders as she went down the shaft. She soon rested on the base.
"Oh my god, my head is completely filled with silicon, whoa. Try twisting me a bit"
I gently twisted her, the vibrator was very ordinary, really just a smooth shape.
"Ahhh!"
"Enough?" I only twisted her maybe 10 degrees.
"Yeah, it's too much for me. Just turn on the vibration. Ahhh!" She exhaled quickly as it started oscillating.
"You alright?" I asked.
"Mnnm, muh" She seemed to be in a pleasure trance, she didn't want to talk or anything, just enjoy the experience. I left her on my desk as I read the daily.

Turns out that she was still there after 20 minutes. Still making roughly the same sounds, her facial expression changing only periodically.
"Would you like me to finish you off?" I asked. She managed to mouth a "yes".
I quickly slid her off. "Ah! In again!"
I undid my trousers and plugged into her, sliding in and out. I turned her around so she faced the floor and continued to pump. It wasn't long until I came, her screaming indicated that the same happened to her.

"Bloody hell, that was fantastic!" She said, she was on my dick still, facing me as I sat in my chair. It was as if she were kneeling.
"How was the vibrator?" I ran my clean hand through her hair, the one with no fluids on from what we just did.
"It was, wow, it kept me on the edge of orgasm for the longest time. Whoa!" We were still slippery from all the sex we just had, Diane had "turned" her head away, pivoting while impaled on my cock.
"Way out" I re-righted her. We smiled for a bit before we cleaned up.