Day 7

Body Art

Day 7: Morning

I wake up buzzing with excitement! I'm almost free! Free to move around and see Hendricks and...

... And live the rest of my life like this.

My various genitals tense in response.

I don't have much time to meditate on this as I see Emma walking with a naked, collared, muzzled, gloved and leashed Tandra across the college square.

I can see she has coffee and a takeaway bag in her hand. My pussy mouth waters obscenely.

I'm struck by how oddly natural Tandra looks loping around on all fours, linked by a leash to her mistress. She really does look like a happy pet out for walkies.

She tugs on the lead stubbornly near a planter, drags Emma over, scrambles into it, and squats. She pisses and then, eyes lidded in pleasure, takes a shit right there in plain sight. Emma sighs, pulling out a poop bag and scooping up the turds while a very satisfied looking Tandra paws at some discarded trash.

This business concluded they resume their course to me and arrive. Emma wishes me a good morning and hands me my food, apologizing for not bringing me something more pussy face comparable. I tell her my mouth-cunt can handle solid foods and that I appreciate her delivery. Tandra meanwhile rears up on her legs and presses her face and tits against my cage, rubbing them around obscenely to get attention.

Tandra smiles as much as she can with her ball gag and makes eye contact with me. She can't talk but seems to be trying to communicate something important with me.

She stretches deeply, beautifully, and suddenly rears up onto Emma, pawed hands on her shoulders.

"What is it girl? What do you want?"

Tandra paws at a small vial hanging on a chain between Emma's cleavage.

"Careful girl! Don't break it!"

Tandra sighs through her nose and insistently paws at the vial again.

Emma's crotch face looks surprised and pleased.

"Oh! Are you sure?"

Tandra nods empathetically.

"I am so happy to hear that."

Emma is panting.

So is Tandra.

Emma reaches down and starts undoing the binding paw gloves on Tandra's hands and then unfastens her gag while Tandra unhooks her collar.

Tandra, shaking with arousal, stands up, rubbing her thighs together, and looks at Emma.

"I love you."

"I love you too!"

"Take good care of me."

"Always!"

Tandra looks over at me and smiles.

"Miranda, I could never have done this without you. Watching you go trough this, watching you transform, it's, it's really given me the courage to go through with this. Thank you and goodbye!"

Tandra opens the vial, brings it to her lips and swallows.

She gasps in pleasure and drops to all fours as her arms lengthen and her spine readjusts. Her body swells, becoming more muscular and strong, limbs becoming powerful legs ending in three-toed paws that have gecko like pads. Tandra is now as large as a horse and rippling with taut strength under her soft skin.

Her hair falls out of her head as her face looses definition and punches out in the now familiar shape of a penis glans with the urethral opening replacing her mouth and nose and her eyes peering out from it. Her neck lengthens and becomes cylindrical like a cock, growing four feet long and flexible allowing her to move her glans head around freely.

Her breasts swell on her chest and partially merge together, becoming something like a two lobed udder which hangs between her forelegs.

Meanwhile her cunt swells dramatically, growing obscenely fleshy labia that span from her belly button to the top of her asscrack, leaving her anus intact but surrounded by labia. She grunts animalistically and her cunt moistens in arousal. A stubby, thigh sized clit projects out of the top of the cunt like a docked tail on a dog and wags eagerly.

Finally the skin of her back begins to swell oddly and grow a leathery skin which glows and shapes itself into a saddle shape on her back. In the middle of the saddle another bump buds and grows into an impressive canine cock with the telltale bulges of a sizable knot.

Tandra howls as the changes finish and I watch as the intelligence in her eyes diminishes.

Emma is squealing in joy and rushes over to the transformed Tandra, making placating noises and stroking her cock face. After smothering Tandra in kisses she walks along Tandra's new body, one hand trailing along her neck and back and then scrambles up into her saddle, shoulder cunt down, and adopts the same back bridge position she used when riding the other sex steed.

She lowers herself onto Tandra's canine cock and hisses and groans as it fills her vagina and swells, knotting her to Tandra and holding her in the saddle.

Tandra bucks suddenly and runs a few laps around my cage and then scrambles over it, Emma whooping and trying to get control. Tandra suddenly stops, reverses and presses her vagina right up against my open pass through window and rubs it's moist, animal smelling darkness all around.

I feel myself harden at the invitation.

I waddle over and slide my now aching primary cock into the cavernous, hot, slick space of Tandra's new body. I start to hump her, feeling a little disappointed at how loose she is, but then feel muscles start to clamp down tightening the fit. I am soon fucking my friend the animal and groaning through my cunt mouth and then jamming a shoulder cock into it and fucking my crotch cunt with my tail and oh god oh god oh god cumming in my friend in a firehose blast that empties my massive ball udder. In front of me Tandra lefts her cock head skyward and erupts in a fountain of spunk.

As I slide out of her, I see a very flushed and pleased looking Emma, still seated in the saddle. She looks at me between her thighs.

Emma: "Oh, This is so much better than my dreams!"

Me: "Wh-what did Tandra do to herself?"

Emma: "She made herself my pet, my steed. Forever!"

Me: "What does that mean? Is my friend still in there?"

Emma: "She realized her dream of being a sexual animal. Tandra is still Tandra, she still feels and loves and recognizes us, but she's a lot stupider and doesn't really grasp abstract concepts. She's... like a really smart dog now."

Me: "Wow."

Emma: "It's what she wanted. What we both wanted. I promise I'll take really great care of her and give her all the love and affection she deserves. And I really hope you'll come visit her, you really mean a lot to her."

I promise to visit and pet Tandra on her dickhead when she comes around to nuzzle me. Emma wishes me luck and tells me she really wants to run with Tandra, something she has been dreaming about forever. And that they'll be back for when I leave. They turn, Tandra rearing up, and running off into the world with surprising speed and grace.

I wave at them, happy for my friend and verklempt over her changes.

***

Day 7: Afternoon

I spend the rest of the morning luxuriating in the glorious feeling of eating my breakfast with my cunt mouth followed by the also enjoyable sensation of cumming out my ass-semen when my coffee makes me have to shit. It's not a bad morning routine!

I survey the square and see that a record number of people have turned up. I see more than a few townies, and what seems like a pretty large portion of the campuses' students and faculty. It seems I have made a splash.

I see the usual groups too. The alchemists and engineering knots are still strong and the buskers are back. I see the transformation enthusiasts have come out in force as have the protestors. But, in something that makes me smile with my eyes, I see my counter protest is back and that it has grown and now dwarfs the anti-transformation activists. It is super cool!

I see professor Lipple arrive with the honours alchemists in toe. The alchemists stop a few yards off and stand in a group and Lipple herself strides forward with today's vials.

I swallow nervously, it turns out I'm very intimidated by the woman I've come to consider my nemesis.

Lipple: "So. You're almost there."

Me: "Last day."

Lipple: "Is it worth it?"

Me: "Yes! I feel wonderful! This body I'm growing into is incredible!"

Lipple: "I’m glad you think so, since this is all permanent. You mighty escape this cell, but what you've done to yourself here will be your burden, your prison for the rest of your life."

Me: "Oooooo! Mmm. That's kind of the point. What's your problem with transformation anyway?! You're an alchemist!!"

Lipple: "Because this, what you're doing, this recreational use of alchemy, is a problem."

Me: "How?"

Lipple: "Because dcum is a gift! It has the power to change lives! Have you ever thought of the good we could do with it? The diseases we could cure? The injuries? If we could learn to control it better, remove the impurities of sexual side effects we could save and help so many people!"

Me: "Alright, but what's so wrong with people like me who want the sexual transformations?"

Lipple: "You distract! You change the public perception: instead of thinking of dcum as a cure they think of it as a toy for perverts to make themselves into freaks. And then there is the effect on alchemists! You seduce the best of us away from tackling real problems and make us into magical cosmetic surgeons! Look what you've done to my very best students! In a week!"

Me: "Hey! You were the one who thought this would be a good exercise!"

Lipple: "I did, I do. This was a good test of their skills and a better test of their character. A test they weren't ready for, it seems."

Me: "Just because they like kinky transformations?"

Lipple: "Yes. I fear I've already lost them."

Me: "And you blame me?"

Lipple: "No... I blame myself. I should have taught them better...."

Me: "I think they have learned fine! And maybe they have something to teach you!"

Lipple: "I doubt it. I have thought about this for years and devoted my life to it, I hardly think I'll change my stance now. Here take these vials, finish your show. I hope you are happy and don't regret this."

Me: "I hope you are happy too..."

I accept the vials from doctor Lipple and give her the empty block from the night before. She glares at me and I smile bashfully with my eyes. She turns on her heel and strides back to her students to watch.

I set down the vials and take my dice and roll them simply.

They flash a kaleidoscope of colours and come to rest with orange showing.

Before I pick up the vial I survey the crowds and wonder if my last change will be a crescendo for them.

On a whim I pick up my dice and roll it again. It bounces and rolls and comes up red.

I shudder in excitement and pick up both the orange and red vial.

I open both and drink them one after another; orange and then red.

Almost immediately I feel an itchy feeling in my skin and I watch as I grow curly blue hairs on my body like a man: my upper arms, upper legs and ass become hairy. I grow a tuft of body hair at the top of my chest above my hairless tits and a treasure trail below them that stretches from below then to my hairless, smooth ball udder. I reach up to touch my face and feel stubble on my cheeks and sideburns leading down from my scalp.

I don't have time to dwell on that since I am wracked by a feeling a cramp in my tail and a hot swelling feeling where my tail meets my ass. I lift it aside and watch in the mirror as a pair of breast sized testicles in a hairless, smooth rubbery looking nutsack with a pair teats grows at the base of my tail.

My tail is now an right foot cock with its own balls that suspiciously like my already swelling crotch ball udder. I wonder if these new balls work the same way? As I watch, in arousal, they visibly swell. It would appear they will also grow gigantic until they are milked or relieved through ejaculation.

Suddenly my head pounds with a headache and then a splitting pain! My vision blurs and for a moment I lose myself in an explosion of light and agony. What happened?

I blink my eyes and see my face staring back at me, cunt mouth, cock tongue, blue hair, stubble, and a confused look on it's face that feels a lot like mine. I glance at the mirror, and see that I now have two identical heads growing from my shoulders. I’m two headed!

Except I can only see out of one set of eyes and while I can feel my whole body and seemingly control it, I can't feel or control the other head.

Am I now two people?

I don't have time to figure this out as the next wave of changes slams into me.

I feel a bulging feeling on my torso below my three tits. Me and my other head both glance down and watch, aroused, as the swelling flesh on our body begins to form into a pair of spheres. At first I think I am growing another pair of breasts, giving me five, but then I notice the two bulges share a bag of slightly wrinkly skin. I touch it and both my head and the other head gasp as I, we maybe, feel someone stroke out new breast sized chest testicles.

I gasp as a great pressure suddenly builds in my skull, a column of force begging for release. I gasp in shock as my long blue green hair falls out of my head and I turn to watch as the hair on my other head also loses it's hair and begins to stretch and warp. The other head, her, grows to a point upwards and swells, taking on a rubbery appearance and a dark pink colour. As it begins to take its final shape, I gasp as I realise what has happened: my two heads are now cocks with a glans on the tops of our heads and our faces are nestled in the split of the dickslit.

I feel a tingle go through my neck and watch my mirror face's trachea bulge oddly as it becomes slightly more like a cock shaft.

I can still feel the pressure building until suddenly feel it release as a boiling surge erupts from my heads Ina stream that seems to originate from the balls on my chest. It feels amazing as the cum rains down and drips off our head glans.

I feel a pushing feeling on my forehead, just below where my face meets my glans hat, and watch my mirror face as an eight inch cock emerges like a unicorn horn from our foreheads, and grows a pair of hanging balls that hang down into my vision.

I go to touch it and yelp as my, and my head twins, forehead cocks pop off our faces and fall to the floor!

We both grunt in pain at the feeling of the cocks smacking into the floor... Even though they are unattached. I look into the confused face of my mirror-head who looks back at me. She, and I guess, I, now have a small lump on our foreheads where the cock grew out of. We both stare at the cocks on the floor, feeling the sensation of them resting there.

I reach down and pick up the cocks, feeling the left one (the same side as my head) being embraced in my warm hand.

I have a dildo sized detached cock that I am mentally linked with!

Weird.

Also weird is my other head. I still can't feel it.

"Are you another person?"

I say it at the exact same time as the other head! Is the other head just dumbly parroting my first head? Or did this new person just thinking to ask the same thing at the same time?

"Okay, are you a person?"

Again at the same time.

"Okay, wait a sec, let me talk!"

Both my head and the other one are still speaking at the same time. There has to be a way.

"What if we took turns? Let's say the left hand head goes first then the right. Alternating."

Both of my bodies heads say this at the same time too, but now there is a system. Since I am the left head, I wait a few seconds and then speak.

"Hi."

The other face smiles and blinks.

"Hello."

Holy shit! The other head is another person!

"Holy shit! You are a person!"

"Holy shit! You are too!"

"I'm Miranda!"

"So am I."

"How can we both be Miranda?"

"Unless we are literally both her split into two new people!"

"Like a road with a fork in it!"

"Which would explain how we kept..."

"... Saying exactly the same thing."

"And thinking it. I knew you'd finish that sentence."

"And I knew you knew."

"Do you think?"

"That we'll start to bifurcate and actually start to develop into separate personalities?"

"You know I do."

"This is going to..."

"Take some getting used to."

"It's not as weird as the psychic dildo though, is it?"

"It's like you're reading my mind."

"It might as well be our mind right now."

"Wait! I feel like I have complete control of our body."

"So do I. I wonder if it only feels like that because we are in total agreement about what to do?"

"Does this mean that if we start to differentiate from each other we'll have a harder time moving?"

"Probably.... Want to fuck?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

"That's not true!"

"Guess I can't lie to myself!"

We smile at each other with our eyes, our tongue dicks engorging and projecting out of our cunt mouths. As one we both lean in and slide our mouth dicks into each other's face cunts and mash our labia together. The feeling is amazing. I know exactly what she wants, what she likes, and she knows me too. It's perfect.

In moments we both orgasm and cum with our mouth genitals. We separate in unison, each grab a shoulder cock and insert it into a face cunt and start to fuck those too.  We jam our tail into our main cunt and, using our flexibility shove one of our dildo cocks, hers, into our ass and fuck it with it. With our other hand we take my dildo cock tit fuck ourselves.

I wonder if this different experience is starting the process of making is into other people. I know she wonders it too.

Our shoulder cocks erupt at once in our mouths and with them so do our back cocks and toes cocks. We decide to empty out bladder too and our cunt urethra begins to spew our seed all over our legs.

A moment later I feel cum in our ass as my body mate's dildo cock cums. At nearly the same instant I hear my other face scream in pleasure and feel a foreign feeling as a cock somewhere on my body erupts. I realise that my twins head glans has exploded with cum and that I felt it. I also realise that our head cocks seem to be linked to our disembodied cocks.

I take my dildo cock and shove it into the face cunt of the other me and enjoy the feeling of a stranger suck my cock until it erupts in her mouth-vagina, which makes me cry out as my skull penis explodes in a torrent of cum.

Together we reach down to our primary cock and begin to work that. Both our crotch udder-testicles and ass udder-balls have swollen dramatically. The crotch ones are as large as our torso and our ass ones are about half the size. We are basically pinned in place between the two huge, dragging masses of hot flesh. And so we stroke our cock and fuck our cunt with out tail until both erupt like firehouses shooting gallons of cum into our cell and womb. We both scream in pleasure.

And then we lean in to each other and press our cunt lips together in a kiss and say, simultaneously:

"I love you."

***

Day 7: Afternoon

It is nearly time for me, for us, to escape our cell. But before I leave, we leave. I, we, want to take stock of ourselves and paint ourselves one last time.

We call for an alchemist in stereo and send him off to fetch a pail of hot water and a pail of cold water. We use these to paint ourselves. We paint our left side red with hot water and our right side blue with cold. It's a pretty cool asymmetric look which we suspect might further drive us into individuality.

We shuffle over to the mirror, dragging our tail and look at ourselves.

I head over to my mirror to check my body.

- We have two identical heads that each contain a separate if virtually indistinguishable person. Each face is split by a large fleshy cunt that has absorbed our mouths and noses. Our tongues are cocks which project out of our mouth counts and press wonderfully against our clitori. Our heads themselves are also cocks with massive penile glans which comprise the tops of our heads with our faces nestled in the dickslit gap.

- We are very tall and lithe, and extremely flexible. We have three large breasts on our chest and below them a pair of breast sized testicles in a mostly smooth scrotum. Our body is hairy with curly blue-green hairs and long furry fetlocks on our forearms and shins.

- Our skin looks human, but is sensitive to temperature and can be painted red with heat and blue by cold.

- On our crotch we have a large vagina with extra large labia that hang obviously from our body. We also have an inhumanly large cock and balls that are smooth and swell dramatically when we’re aroused or haven't emptied them of cum recently. They also have four nipples with which we can milk them. Our scrotum is currently as large as a cows udder and has nipples grown to the size of teats.

-From our ass we've grown an eight foot long serpentine tail that probably weighs as much as the rest of us. The tail is itself a cock with a large glans at its tip and a large pair of balls that hang from our ass. These balls are also in an expanding ball udder, but have two teats instead of four. At the moment, it is about the size of a goats udder.

- We have a series of other cocks spread around our body. We have five dicks of diminishing size spread down our spine, our feet end in a pair of large toe-cocks and we have a pair of large clocks on our collar bone that when erect are the perfect height to slip into our mouth cunts.

- Our insides have been changed so that our digestive system is cum based. Our saliva is semen, we pee semen which we ejaculate out of the urethra in our primary vagina, and we shit semen out of a dick in our asshole that only grows out when we need to poop.

- Finally, we have bumps on our foreheads that psychically link us to a pair of disembodied dildo cocks, that when they cum, cause our head cocks to ejaculate. They are strange, but we are excited to experiment with them.

We are very happy with our new body.

The time finally arrives for us to make our escape. We take our key and unlock the internal padlock indicating our desire to leave.

Katka smiles as she arrives baring her own key and using it to unlock her padlock and snapping a photo of the event.

A few minutes later Emma riding Tandra arrives and waves at me with her foot hand. She convinces Tandra to sit on her haunches and watch.

Not to long after the honours alchemists arrive, led by Hendricks. They have Kai, Elise, Fraser, and the other engineers and alchemists who have watched the project from the start in tow. Hendricks steps forward, brandishes Professor Lipple’s key, and opens her pad lock. We share smiling eye contact.

Soon, Snootsy, Judgey and Pious show up with their new bodies and their pro transformation signs. They wave from a respectful distance.

Finally, loping along the ground is Professor Bluthe with his husband riding on his back as he makes his four legged way to the door. He lifts his key and unlocks the last padlock.

The door swings open.

And we launch ourselves into Hendricks waiting arms and bury him in a cunty, cocky, two headed kiss.

Katka snaps a barrage of photos before she clears her throat and announces that the performance is officially over.

I’m too busy kissing the boy I've wanted to kiss for days to care.

Hendricks looks at me playfully.

"You look different."

"Actually, we look different." My bodies two heads say in unison.

"We?"

"I'm, we're actually two people now. One of the last vials made Miranda into two independent, but conjoined versions of her."

"Oh."

"We're still almost completely the same person which is why we're both saying the same thing at the same time, but we suspect that as time goes by we might grow into two very similar, yet different people."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that for now, we are Miranda and we both really like you and we intend to go on dates with you after we fuck your brains out."

"I can live with that."

I give him a peck on the cheek that my mirror does not.

I say: "We talked, and we'd like you to call me Miri, since I'm on the left."

My mirror face kisses him on the forehead.

She says: "And since I'm on the right, you can call me Andi."

"We will answer together to Miranda, but as time goes by and it matters more, we hope you can grow into treating us as individuals."

"Okay."

"We also hope you are into polyamory since you have two of us that very much want to date you. And we would hate to have to fight each other over you."

"I think arrangements can be made!"

We kiss him again on the lips at the same time with our mouth cunts, dick tongues stirring.

Hendricks looks at us.

"This has been some adventure hasn't it?"

"Wait till you see what we've come up for Katka..."

The End?