Grab head, find book.

“Okay, enough dicking around. How do I put you back together, Ember?” Sarah asked, placing a hand on her forehead as she watched a footless leg squirm into the kitchen.

“Look lady, I’m really sorry but I’m genuinely not Ember!” Ember’s head cried.

“But you’re her head!”

“Yeah! Her brain’s still inside of me but I don’t have her memories or nothing! I swear!”

“How do I get her back?”

“I don’t know, but can you pick me up? Some hair got in my mouth I can’t really get it out.”

Sarah sighed and picked up Ember’s head and looked at her torso. She believed that as long as she could reattach parts, maybe Ember would come back. She tried setting the head on the neck stump of the torso still on the couch and stepped back to see if it worked.

“Thanks, it was really uncomfortable si-shit!” Ember’s head screamed as it tumbled off her neck.

Sarah scoffed and set the head on a cushion.

“Stay put!“ Sarah told her girlfriend’s head.

“Not that I can really go anywhere anyway. Wait, take me with you!” Ember’s head begged.

“What? Why?”

“This is the first time I’ve been able to see and speak on my own! You can just tuck me under your arm! It’ll be fun to adventure around with you like a little sidekick and you know…we could mess around?”

“Sorry but I really need to get moving.”

“Two heads are better than one! Plus one kiss wouldn’t hurt!” Ember’s head pouted.

“Ugh, fuck it. Fine.” Sarah scoffed, tucking her girlfriend’s head under her arm like a ball.

The book probably had the answers to putting Ember back together, Sarah thought. She decided to walk back up the stairs, the whole time listening to the cock between her legs flirt with the head she was carrying.

On her way to the bedroom, Sarah noticed a hand peek some fingers out from behind the door frame. When she got closer, the hand skittered across the hall like a spider. Ew. She just stared as it crawled into the bathroom.

“Someone’s gonna have a chipped nail when they get their hand back.” Sarah muttered.

“Why’d you let it get away?” The cock whined.

“Not a whole lot of use if I can’t attach it to anything.”

“Yeah, but it could’ve been stroking me this whole time. N-not that I don’t mind your hands but THOSE hands know what I like. Plus, you won’t jerk me off so who will?”

“I could help!” Ember’s head chimed in.

“No time!” Sarah shouted at the horny parts. “Last thing I need is my girlfriend’s parts getting out of the house!”

Creaking open the door, Sarah looked around to see if any part was wreaking havoc while they were unattended. Seeing that the coast was relatively clear, she set the head on a pillow and started rummaging through random junk and clothes strewn about on the floor. The entire time she was searching, Sarah could hear random stuff got knocked over and broken throughout her home while her new appendage constantly tugged her hips towards her hands or the disembodied head.

Having searched the entire floor, Sarah felt panic start to settle in and started chucking the clothes towards the hamper…next to the closet…that she completely…forgot…about. Heh, oops.

Placing her hand on the knob, she heard something moving around inside. Sarah wasn’t sure if it was a price if her girlfriend that managed to get trapped in there or if it was a mouse, either way she raised her guard and was as ready as one could be for getting jumped by detached tits.

As soon as she opened the door, her shock was being overridden by her new cock’s arousal.

“What the fuck…” Sarah muttered to herself, before screaming as the dick pulled her into the closet, landing on the soft object in question. Fighting to stand back up, she looked down to see what appeared to be a woman’s lower half, clad with black leggings, an anklet, and a bronze nail polish on the wiggling toes. Oh yeah, and her dick desperately trying to fuck it’s ass.

Moaning from the sensations burning in her crotch, Sarah finally wrapped a hand around the shaft of her girlfriend’s greedy cock and tried to pull it away, only for her own hand to start jacking it out her control. Sarah screamed in ecstasy, from the sudden loss of control and never-before experienced pleasures as her head rested on the pillowy thighs of the legs under her.

What felt like hours was only mere minutes as her rogue fingers teased the head before rubbing her shaft even faster and then…

“F-f-FUCK!” Sarah yelped as ropes of cum shot all over the leggings, body collapsing as she tried to catch her breath.

Finally peeling herself up, away from the mess she unwillingly created, she noticed some cum was still on her hand and wiped it on part of the leggings that were still dry, and then realized she regained control over that hand.

Head flooded with questions, her first instinct was to touch the skin of the sentient legs, hoping her girlfriend didn’t kidnap some poor woman’s lower half. She carefully reached out, almost treating them like a rabid dog that may or may not bite her. Taking hold of one of the swaying feet, she was shocked to feel rubbery flesh. Huh, silicone.

“Found your secret purchase, Ember.” Sarah murmured while she lightly tickled the repilica foot and watched in awe as it spasmed like a real person would.

Getting a closer look, every wrinkle and scrunch on the foot was perfectly cloned from the model that made the mold: it was almost hypnotic watching the legs move around on their own as if they were real. Sarah wondered if Ember got them from a sex shop not to far down the road from their house; the same place they had got the spellbook in the first place.

Speaking of which…lucky for Sarah it just so happened to be underneath the thighs of the replicated legs. She grabbed around the waist and guided the legs to a standing position, cautious to see what they would do now that they can roam free of the closet. She kept watching them out of the corner of her eye while she collected the book, watching as they stood and wiggled their rubbery toes.

“I’m glad you’re the only thing with a mind of its own that hasn’t really done anything crazy.” Sarah laughed at the legs.

Her laughing stopped when the waist of the legs bobbed up and down, as if nodding a non-existent head.

“Of course you can understand me. I think I’m already getting tired of this magic crap.” Sarah sighed. “Can you stay put? Like out in the bedroom or something because I bet you’re sick of being crammed in here?”

The lower body slid one foot up and down one of its legs before nodding again. As it headed out of the closet, it stroked Sarah’s foot with its own. She shuddered at the alien sensation of its rubbery sole. Following the legs into the bedroom, she watched as they sat on a beanbag and crossed one leg over the other and swayed its foot in a circular motion like it was waiting for something.

“So…” Ember’s head started, a blush visible on her face. “I see you got the book…and a friend…that you got…’friendly’ with…very ‘friendly’ that your humping drowned out the thumping.”

“First of all, that wasn’t me!” Sarah defended herself while pointing to her crotch. “Sex for brains somehow took control and made me fuck that toy that I didn’t even know about!”

“Oh come on, don’t pretend like you didn’t wanna plow that plump ass the minute you saw it! I mean, IT probably wanted some action after being stuck in there by my cruel owner, right?”

The lower body waved its foot side to side, like a “so-so” type of response.

Before Sarah could say anything else, there was a solid thud against the side of the house.

“There it is again…” Ember’s head sighed.

Sarah walked over the window and opened it to see what it was, before her reflexes kicked in and jumped out of the way of an incoming soccer ball. She cringed and the solid ‘ping’ sound it made when it hit Ember’s head and knocked it clean off the bed.

“FUCKING FUCK NOT AGAIN WITH THE HAIR IN THE MOUTH” It cried from the floor

Looking outside, Sarah saw one of Ember’s feet wiggle its toes at her from the yard before hopping off into the shed. It felt like her girlfriend’s body was taunting her. And it was only raising her temper.

“A little help, uh, girlfriend?” Ember’s head yelled, snapping Sarah’s focus back to work.

Sarah grabbed Ember’s head and rubbed its forehead, feeling a goose egg start to form.

“What the hell was that?” Ember’s head pouted.

“One of your-Ember’s feet was kicking a ball and went to hide in the shed.”

“Hopefully it doesn’t step on a nail, I don’t wanna deal with that pain when you attach it to me. It’s a horrible way to experience having feet, or even a single foot, for the first time, ya know?”

Sarah frowned at the head she was holding.

“Who says I’m gonna do that and let you run off before I can bring Ember back?” Sarah asked with an icy tone.

“Oh, um, sorry I didn’t mean-look, I just don’t want to be just stuck as a head and have you carry me everywhere? Or, or, or better idea! You use the book to attach me to your shoulder and we can look together!”

“What?! Why the fuck would I do that?” Sarah spat, genuinely taken aback at the mere thought of sharing her body more than she already was.

“Well, two heads are better than one! And you need all the help you can get so why not? Or just attach me to those legs over there if you want!”

“Ahem, three heads. Thank you.” The cock corrected from between Sarah’s legs, offended from being ignored.