Nothing lasts forever

The next morning, Manda scoffed when she awoke to a slight dampness and breeze on her now-bare legs. It was normal for her to unconsciously take them off when it gets too warm and gets too sweaty. She then reached for her pajama bottoms and tried to put them off but found it a little difficult, as if her foot intentionally missed its intended target. Finally battling what she thought was sleep inertia, Manda got dressed to get up and get a coffee.

It wasn’t long until Mike stirred from his sleep and proceeded to do the same, as he was told to act like nothing happened and never speak of it. He did, however, wake up with terrible morning wood as his cock bobbed through his sweatpants after his first time technically having sex.

“Someone’s horny.” Manda joked when she saw him. “What were you dreaming about, mister?”

“Oh, uh…” Mike looked down trying to come up with an answer.

As he looked down he saw the big toe on Manda’s left foot rise and wave side to side, signalling to keep quiet.

“Just morning wood, you know…”

-

A couple months had passed and unfortunately Mike and Manda’s friendship had ended on poor terms with Mike moving out. It was rough on both of them, and neither one attempted to make eye contact at work or even talk like they used to. Eventually, Manda transferred to another store and started over at a new town completely, feeling whole again at the loss of a friend and back to her routine of having one night stands at her new apartment.

Despite feeling whole, this wasn’t truly the case. Her pussy was now furious at its owner for never opening her repressed feelings towards Mike and now that the two never wanted to see each other again, it decided it was going to put her own foot down without her and take charge from now on.

It started off small, at least once a week when she didn’t have a guy over, Manda’s pussy had once again taken control of her legs and dragged her out of bed, putting on her slippers, and dragged her towards the door. From anyone else’s perspective, it would appear as though she was sleep walking with her legs standing straight despite her upper body being slumped over with her eyes shut. Once it got to the door, the sentient pussy realized that it’s going to have to be careful with where it steps until it can somehow gain control of her hands.

Ditching the slippers, the pussy raised her leg to the door and opened it using her foot, leaving the apartment building and wandering outside. Flinching at how cold the sidewalk was under its hijacked feet, her vagina was determined to satisfy its own needs while its owner was asleep. It went just about anywhere it could, glory holes in gas stations where it **** her face against the wall so she could feel what it’s like to have a cock shoved in her unexpectedly, giving out footjobs and rimjobs to strangers and freaks out at night, it truly enjoyed its new found freedom.

One night, however, Manda had randomly awoken to being outside, late at night, in the cold. What really upset her though was that even after waking up from apparent sleep walking, her bare feet kept walking against her will on the frigid sidewalk.

“Well, look who decided to join the party…” a voice snickered close by.

“W-who’s there?” Manda panicked. “What’s going on?”

Suddenly, her rogue legs stopped moving.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m in charge now, you’re the one who gets to take whatever I dish out and be powerless to do anything about it!”

“Who are you?” Manda shrieked, panic turning into anger.

“Your vagina, slut! You screwed up an adventure of a lifetime with Mike so I’ve had it with you! This body is mine now, bitch! So you’re gonna shut up and let ME decide whose cock I’M getting!”