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Chapter 17 by yesmanguy yesmanguy

Searching for Mike...

Mike finds himself, sort of?

Mike was upset with himself for how conflicted he was about returning Mandy to her owner. As much as he was overtaken with lust for Manda’s legs, especially with how much they wanted him, he knew that it’d be messed up to leave Manda stuck like that for the rest of her life. Even as he mentally debated with himself, he was ashamed to acknowledge how hard his cock was in his pants.

In fact, it was almost as if his dick was getting harder and harder the closer he got to home to the point where his penis was trying to free itself from its prison. Mike tried to keep his mind focused on driving, but thoughts of whether or not Manda would actually compromise with her own vagina kept creeping up and his cock kept squirming and spasming on its own, making it more difficult than it needed to be.

He trusted Mandy enough to do the right thing and go back to Manda, dropping her off outside the apartment building so she could go inside alone. Plus, it wouldn’t exactly look good if anyone saw him walking around with a pair of sentient legs and going into an apartment that wasn’t his. And who knows? Maybe down the road Mike and Manda would laugh about how weird the whole situation was in the years to come…

“Except you blew it!” A muffled voice scoffed.

Mike’s eyes went wide as he put his car into park. He looked around his car to see what the hell just talked to him. He scanned every seat, space, and compartment only to come up with nothing. He began to wonder if one of Manda’s feet, hands, or Mandy detached themselves and hid in his car.

“Down here dumbass! Unzip these fucking pant’s I can’t fucking breathe!” The voice pleaded.

No…

Mike looked around to make sure nobody was around to see what he was about to do. The coast was clear, so he carefully undid his pants while his cock strained itself against his boxers. As soon as he got the button and zipper down, Mike was about to slide his pants and underwear down until his cock squirmed until it was poking out of the waistband and pulled the boxers down itself.

Mike was in awe as he stared at the tip of his cock, pointed directly at his face, moving of its own accord. He wasn’t prepared to see his own dickhole move like a mouth as it spoke…

“Aren’t you gonna apologize for how stuffy it was in there, filling our brain with thoughts of that sexy ass and the bimbo it belonged to-” Mike’s dick fantasized, precum beginning to dribble out as it spoke.

“How the fuck are you alive?!” Mike began to panic.

“Let me finish! And those feet, oh my god those feet felt so soft with their perfect wrinkles and wiggling toes! Okay now I’m done, what did you ask?”

Mike felt like he was going insane, not only did his former friend’s vagina beg to live with him after hijacking her legs and bringing her feet to life, but now he found himself talking to his dick like another person.

“Why are you talking and able to move on your own?” Mike tried to keep collected.

“Here’s a better question, why did you let Mandy go? She wanted you and you still fucking let her go. She was a living pussy with two very much alive feet! Like, what the fuck! It’s a dream come true!” Mike’s dick said, exasperated.

“It’s not right, that’s fucked up!”

“Rich coming from the dude that came inside her and then busted a nut on her feet…”

Mike was caught off guard by the second half of that sentence.

“I never came on her feet?” Mike raised an eyebrow.

“Oh wait, yeah that was me. You were out cold but Mandy still wanted to play so she let her feet play with me till I reached my limit.”

“You fucked her feet while I was sleeping?!”

“Uh, more like her feet fucked me.” Mike’s dick said in a matter-of-faculty. “It’d be rude not to indulge.”

“Whatever. It’s over, I’m not dealing with this anymore…” Mike reached to pull up his pants.

His hands, however, didn’t cooperate.

“W-what?” Mike started to freak out.

He could only helplessly watch as one hand buckled him up while the other started the car and put it into reverse.

“Yeah, so, quick change of plans. If you don’t want Mandy, then I’ll gladly make her mine so you can either keep fighting or just let it happen. Up to you.” Mike’s dick said sadistically.

Mike felt his foot step on the gas and watched in terror as his body drove without his input.

Manda began to stir, feeling like hammered shit after being asleep for what felt like an eternity. Her head felt foggy and her vision was blurry as she tried to process what was going on. She rubbed her eyes so she could see her surroundings.

Wait! I can control my hands! Maybe it was all a dream!

Manda looked down at herself, hopeful that she had full control of her restored body only to be met with disappointment. Her body looked like her own, except it was see-through with a light blue glow surrounding her. She looked around, seeing nothing but spanning darkness apart from a faint source of light in the distance. Figuring that she would get some answers, she walked towards it to investigate.

She noticed that, despite her ghostly appearance, she still had some of her senses but there was something off but couldn’t quite figure it out. As she kept walking, she could feel her bare feet walking on a carpet but the floor appeared to be made out of marble and the steps she felt were not in sync with the ones she was actually taking. She felt cold all over her body, which made sense because she appeared to be naked, but then felt something cold touch her hand.

Gasping at the cold touch, Manda looked at her translucent hands and balled them into fists out of curiosity. What she felt was, however, her right hand wrapping her fingers around a knob and turning it. Her ears then filled with a faint sound of running water.

Her nose then started to fill with a fruity smell, similar to that of her favorite strawberry candles. Manda slowly started to realize that somehow she still had sensations from her physical body, but was somehow separated from it considering it moved out of her control.

Now full on running to the source of light, Manda was now more **** for answers than ever. She nearly tripped when she felt a tingling from her crotch, followed by a hand rubbing over her tits.

What's that light?

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