Mike, an hour earlier

Mike was having trouble sleeping after a rough day at work, it didn’t help that memories of living with Manda were creeping into his mind. He thought about trying to patch things up with her enough that there was no more bad blood between them, but he felt there was no use beating a dead horse. Putting in his earbuds, Mike planned to do away another sleepless night with some tunes.

As soon as he hit play, the song played about five seconds in before getting cut off from an incoming text. Mike grunted in irritation as he looked at his alarm clock: 1AM it read. He opened up his texts and immediately dropped his phone when he saw who it was from.

“Speak of the fucking devil…” Mike murmured to himself.

Deciding that if she were to reach out to him now after all that time, might as well read it.

“Hey Mike, I’m really sorry about how things ended between us. Life hasn’t been the same without you, and if it’s not too much trouble, could you take me back to your place? I’m in a bad way and I really want to see you again.” The text read.

Mike was taken aback by the unusual nature of Manda’s message. He took a second to think out what he wanted to say before typing away.

“Hey Mands, I hope ur doing okay. I’m sorry 2,I said and did things I shouldn’t have. It’s gonna be a sec, by a sec I mean an hour drive” He wrote.

“No problem, I can’t wait to see you!! I’ll on Main Street by the bank. Just park up front and I’ll meet you there! XOXO”

“XOXO? Manda never says that. I think?” Mike questioned her response and decided to get a move on to pick her up.

On the way out of town, Mike was full of mixed emotions on if this was some sort of sick joke, she needed money, or genuinely wanted to see him again. Time felt like it was flying by while Mike thought about what he’d say when he saw her, and before long he realized he was in town.

Once he was on Main Street, Mike grabbed his phone to look up where the bank was, and which bank she meant, only to realize he was in front of the only bank the whole time.

“I’m here.” Mike typed on his phone, turning to look at the building.

He squinted his eyes at the alley between the bank and a closed up restaurant, seeing a darkened figure moving around. It didn’t appear to be an animal, it was standing, but also too short to be a person because of how impossible the proportions would be. As the figure got closer into the light, Mike realized that it was only half a person, wearing familiar pajama pants he recognized as Manda’s. Looking down, the tattoo of a crescent moon on top of the left foot of the legs, he realized that these were Manda’s legs that were walking towards his car.

Reaching over and opening the passenger door, Mike was **** for an answer on what the hell was going on.

“Thank you for being such a gentleman and answering my text, now let’s get out of this town!” A familiar female voice came from the legs as they stepped into his car and sat down.

“Uh, I’m sorry but does Manda know you’re detached from her body, or that you were even alive in the first place?” Mike shakily asked the legs he missed for months.

“We’ll…yeah, she does now…” The legs fidgeted.

“And? How did she react?”

“Look, we’ll talk about it when we get to your place, okay? It’s been a rough day and we had a little disagreement.”

Deciding to just go with it and get answers later, Mike drove back to his hometown. He wasn’t sure why he wasn’t overreacting, his former roomate’s legs were separated from the rest of her body, moving on their own. He reasoned that it was he learned her pussy can talk so long ago that he’s now determined to figure out what caused any of this in the first place.

After a long period of silence on the drive, Manda’s pussy was the first to break the ice.

“I missed you, you know. Words can’t describe how much it drove me mad when she wouldn’t let me have you when the two of you lived together, and it was pure agony when you two split up.”

Mike heard something scrape to his right, turning to see that Manda’s crossed over the left and was idly scratching the center console with her toes. He could only briefly look at the scrunched sole covered in dust and dirt before focusing back on the road.

“How long were you wandering out there? You got her feet all dirty.” Mike asked, trying to dodge the question and ask some without upsetting her vagina too much.

“You mean MY feet?” Her pussy scoffed before quietly stating “They like me better anyways, and they like you too…”

Mike furrowed his brow at the last statement, and remained quiet trying to think of something to say to change the mood of the conversation.

“I missed you too. I can’t forget losing my virginity, especially to such a lively womanhood that asked to take it from me. I just wish things were the same and I could have Manda as a whole.” Mike sighed.

“Forget her, she doesn’t care about you or me, and I am, no, WAS a part of her. But we don’t have to worry about her or what she thinks anymore. We can finally be together in peace and you can have me whenever you want, baby!”

Mike remained silent, lost in thought as he was trying to piece things together and plan out his future moves carefully on changing things back to normal. Manda’s pussy realized how tense and awkward the situation was and brought both her feet down to the carpet and fidgeted her toes.