...Dave loses control. To his dick.

I watch as his arms continue to flail around, which should probably be the legs.

"How are you feeling?" I ask, staying a little away since Dave has yet to control his body fully. The entire thing about his head being in the pussy is probably a little weird.

"Fine. I think. I can hear you just fine, but it's getting a little stuffy. And it's a little arousing to talk through a set of pussy lips... I don't even feel moving my jaws... Just that I'm... vibrating a little? It's definitely getting a little hard to think. I should try to stop moving for a moment."

But he doesn't. Rather, the hands are touching his face and Candy keeps blinking rapidly, and there's emotions returning to her face. One of shock.

"Uh... Dave?"

"... Darn, why am I moving around so much... I'm getting a little sleepy..." His voice sounds more muffled as more life returns to Candy's face, one of bewilderment and, admittedly, excitement, and I watch as she leaps up, almost practically falls as I hear Dave's voice going, "Wha-"

"H-Holy shit..." I hear Candy's voice coming as 'she' touches her face. I'm frankly a little unsure it's even Candy. "I-I... I'm alive... I can think!"

"... Dave?" I ask, but Candy turns and looks at me, with a wide grin in her eyes.

"Yeah! It's me! Dave!" She says, then she stops. "Or. Well. Dave's dick. It's so weird to think, but here I am!"

I watch 'Candy' who quickly fondles her own body, and moans. "Fuck... This body's hot..." And she begins to hump, and I realize that I was actually speaking to Dave's dick. It seems that Dave's dick being in the place of Candy's head had given it a proper brain. Talk about your cock actually having a mind of its own, but... This was a surprise.

"I've never been... awake before. This is a new experience."

For now, I'll just call Dave's dick Dick. It's a suitable name.