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I wonder what the mouth-lady's story is.

Fantastic, so glad you're writing again!

Thanks!  Should, maybe, have more time for myself coming up.  Doesn't always lead to stories though, usually outdoors stuff.  But, I will at least be adding two more stories of this theme in the coming month or so.

Jennifer stared at her nude reflection; slender body, cute face, blue eyes, blond hair, and practically no breasts.  Her friends jokingly called them her mosquito bites, but she never laughed.  The little zip lock packet sat on the edge of the sink, two white non-descript pills sitting inside its see-through material.  She had bought them last night, behind her local dive bar from a very shady woman; one whose rack had been larger than Jessica’s head.  The woman had been wearing a rather large hoodie, obscuring her face, and her voice had seemed distant and muffled, but she had presented Jen with an irresistible offer.  A pair of pills that would drastically expand her bust, and dirt cheap to boot.  She had bought them without thinking, her mind to focused on the possibility of larger, nay, having breasts.  She figured she would give the pills a shot.  At best they’d give her the chest she had always wanted.  At worst they’d probably do nothing. 
She ripped open the packet and popped the pills into her mouth.  They were tasteless and went down easy with a handful of water from the sink.  The seller had said the pills would be very fast acting, hence why Jen was half naked in front of the mirror.  She wanted to watch the results as they came, if there were any.  The woman had not lied.  Her tiny A-cups began to swell, slowly.  He lips curled into a goofy smile as her dream was fulfilled.  In seconds they began to approach B-cups, then C-cups after a minute.  She tentatively groped her growing breasts and gasped at how sensitive they felt.  She rubbed and kneaded them, cooing with excitement.  They had neared D-cups when she tasted something off in her mouth.  She spat into the sink and saw a sticky, viscous glob of white splatter on the porcelain.  The taste came again and this time she spat a larger glob of the stuff out.  She opened her mouth could see a pool of it forming under her tongue while some overflowed and dribbled past her chin.  She spat again and as she rose up from the sink, her eye caught her reflection.  Her breasts had continued growing, now passing H-cups and were sagging slightly.  Her breast flesh seemed to be slightly wrinkled, and thick veins that had not been there before crisscrossed her chest.  A ridge of wrinkled flesh ran up from between her odd cleavage and continued straight into her neck.  She watched in horror as her nipples vanished, seeping into her skin as though they were never there. 
She spat again as more of the fluid filled her mouth.  It was becoming a steady stream now, filling her mouth every couple of seconds after she spat it out.  She tried closing her mouth and noticed another odd thing; there was a seam running just under her chin, and it ran all the way around her neck.  She prodded it with a finger and was able to stick it underneath the ridge, like it was a piece of sun burnt skin.  Almost as if on auto-pilot, Jennifer thoughtlessly pulled on the skin, looking on in horror as it peeled upward revealing unblemished but oddly pink skin beneath.  It continued until she was peeling skin next to her mouth, and with a tug her lips went with the peeled skin and showed the slit that had appeared beneath it.  One last tug and her entire face came away, eyes, nose, ears and hair were shed like a Halloween mask.  It flopped to the floor, discarded and useless.  Yet, Jennifer retained her sight, although it was hard to concentrate.  She was staring directly at the ceiling, which seemed to be closing in.  Her neck felt warm, and her breasts warmer.  There was a tugging sensation in her chest, and then a rising her in her neck as her whole body began to tingle pleasantly.  There was a pause and then Jen’s knees buckled as a massive orgasm wracked her body and she saw a jet of cum splatter across her ceiling.  She fell on her back, her vision settled in the door, unable to look away as more cum came forth.  The orgasm kept rolling through her, and after a moment she heard something.  A woman moaning, and at this her vagina became very stimulated.  After another minute, it had stopped.  She could hear heavy breathing and felt hot air hitting her inner thigh with every breath.  Carefully, Jen sat up, and her vision shifted one more.  She was upright, but her eyes were looking at her back and butt, as though her head had been twisted around.  Warily, she raised a cautious hand to her head and found supple yielding flesh instead.  She gripped what she thought was her neck and pulled.  Her sight swung around and suddenly she was looking down at her unshaven crotch.  Her pubic hair rustled with each breath she took.  Slowly she stood up on shaking legs, using one hand to steady herself against the sink.  Her free hand she waved in front of her face, then gripped it.  She shivered at the pleasant touch as she pulled her ’face’ up to the mirror.  A large pink cockhead greeted her, its slit dribbling cum.  Her ‘breasts’ or rather her new testicles sat heavily inside the sink, overfilling the small porcelain bowl.  Jennifer, rather than screaming, began to moan again.  The drugs had altered her chemistry, and the sight of her cockified head had set her off again.  A hand went to her snatch/mouth and began to finger it vigorously as the other wrapped around her mutated head and began to rub.  The only thing she could think was how big her breasts had gotten, and how great they felt.

Great! i love it too!

Very nice.

It was the queerest thing Van had seen all day that was discounting the woman she had served at the IT shop whose head was literally just a giant breast wobbling on her shoulders.  It was a brisk wint4er night, and her slim body was covered head to toe in warm clothing, her long black hair the only part of her not bundled up.  On her walk back home from work, hidden down a dark alleyway behind some discarded recycling, was a quite long detached penis.  She had noticed the flesh colored bit from the corner of her eye and had to stifle an awkward laugh, at first thinking it must have been an oversized dildo.  However, curiosity got the better of her, as she saw it was twitching slightly and was flush.  She stepped over to get a closer look, and it was already too late for her.  The long cock, which it very much was at nearly two feet long, began thrashing about as Van neared.  She began to edge back, but this was too slow, and the cock hooked itself around her right ankle before snaking up her leg.  She screamed, kicking her leg in the air and battering her thigh as she felt the thing twist around her leg, heading for her crotch.  She doubled over as she felt a sharp pain pierce above her clit, then moaned unexpectedly at a strange new sensation.  She could feel the thing around her thigh, yet oddly she felt the sensation of the cock too, and the rubbing of it against her leg was making her horny.

Removing one thick glove, she was able to unzip her pants and see the damage; the back of the penis had fused with her, joining right above her snatch, which she couldn’t currently see because of the large testes filling her panties.  She tentatively tugged at the base of the thing, feeling no give and an unpleasant tug on her skin.  She took a deep breath, determined not to panic.  She had heard of this before.  Ok, not exactly this, but she knew weird things, sexual things happened often, and one could usually get things like this removed. 

Counting backwards from ten, she calmed herself down and assessed her situation.  She had a dick attached to her.  A quick poke from her naked hand confirmed she still had her pussy too.   She sighed with relief.  She figured at worst, she would have to spend the night with it and get the dick removed at the magical medical ward first thing in the morning, maybe take the day off work.  It wasn’t like pulling it off was an option, and she didn’t have the balls, current circumstances notwithstanding, to just cut the thing off.  She huffed and trudged out of the alley, the lengthy cock still stuck halfway down her pants with the rest coiled around her crotch.   She wasn’t quite able to ignore the alien feeling of a cock, her cock, rubbing up against her soft thigh, but to her relief the dick didn’t get seem to get erect. 

She managed to get back to her apartment and turn on the heater.  She shed her warm garments and headed to the shower.  She might not have wanted the cock, but she had found the thing in a back alley and she certainly wasn’t going to have a dirty cock, even if she was only planning to have it for the night.  While she waited for the water to heat up, she looked at herself in the mirror.  Skinny, cute body, average breasts and wide hips reflected under an innocent face.  The cock dangled at her feet twitching slightly, but not doing much else.  Van put a hand at its base, blushing as she felt her soft hand run along the alien shaft.  Scattered thoughts began to pop up in her mind, momentary bursts of interest that were growing stronger by the second.

She slipped in the hot water, her muscles relaxing as the water massaged her sore muscles.  She scrubbed and soaped, then paused when time came for her new appendage.  Tenderly, she rubbed the soap along her shaft.  She let out an unintentional gasp.  She hadn’t thought it would feel so good.  She felt a needing heat pulse throughout her body.  Well, just once won’t hurt?  How often am I going to be able to experience the sensations of a man… she thought absentmindedly as her hands moved of their own accord.  Curiously, even as the pleasant sensations became stronger, her cock did not harden.  As it lay there, twitching, cock-head grinding against the floor of the shower, she began to feel another new sensation.  Control.  With a finesse that felt oddly natural, Van was able to manipulate the new appendage as if it had always been a part of her body.  The head lifted, pulsing with need as she continued to stroke her obscenely long shaft.  Like a fleshy snake it rose up to great her face, then her lips as she began to hungrily lick and suck the head of her new shaft.  The feeling of sucking herself off made her legs quiver, then buckle as she fell on her butt in the shower, lost in the ecstasy of her self fellating.  She felt a tug in her loins and quickly popped the cock out of her mouth as she began to cum.  She screamed as her cock tensed, but no ejaculate came out.  Yet, she still felt the sensation, the bucking of her hips and moans escaping from her lips continued as wave after wave of bliss rolled over her body.  With each ‘ejaculation’, she felt lighter and lighter, and her vision sank further into the tub.  She felt a tug at the root of her cock and felt rather than saw her penis begin to stretch and grow, spilling out of her crotch like pasta being squeezed through a press.  More and more cock flesh spilled from her groin, wriggling across her legs and the porcelain floor of the tub as more and more filled the empty space.  As her cock grew, Van felt herself become empty, barren, and a deep hunger awoke in her stomach.  She couldn’t move her head, but she watched, unable to speak somehow, as her once modest breasts deflated, her stomach flattened, her thighs and arms wasting away like a sex doll losing all her air.  A jolt of pleasure and the growing of her cock hastened, now like silly string coming out of a can.  I piled and coiled over her body, her mass somehow feeding it as it took more and more from her.  It covered her chest, her abdomen, her legs and even some of her face. 

At las the sensation of growing ceased, and there was more penis in the tub than there was Van.  In fact, there was proportionally more cock than van equal to the amount she had been deflated.  She felt it, the emptiness that now resided in her.  She could still move her fingers and toes, it felt like the bones were still there, but the rest of her body was akin to a deflated balloon, un-moving and flat.  She couldn’t breathe or call for help, but for some reason she didn’t feel like she needed air anymore.  Her eyes could still move about, and she saw the nearly hundred or so pounds of penis laying atop her body like some freakish anaconda and could still feel the warm water pouring over her.  She knew she should be panicking, crying, hoping for someone to save her, but instead a serene feeling of calm had washed over her.  Something about this just felt… right.  She felt the cock, the entirety of it, for it was a part of her now.  She flexed her control over it, knowing somehow that she could control it to the minutest movement.  The head rose up, hovering in view of her flattened face.  She willed it to turn around, to head towards her crotch, towards her empty and starving pussy.  The head snaked its way to her snatch and slid in easily.  The mass of cock flesh lurched, spasmed, and began to push more and more of itself into her cunt.  She felt it, wriggling inside her, like it was meant to be, like this was where her cock belonged.  As more and more of it poured into her expanding vagina, she saw parts of her begin to fill back out.  Her stomach rose, her breasts expanded, her legs began to take on definition again.  It rose through her throat and spilled into her empty head, coiling around and giving it shape once again.  She could feel the cock touch every part of her insides which felt like they had become analogous with the inner walls of her vagina.  Wet and warm, an inviting place for a penis.  Her snake like dick slithered and squirmed throughout her inflating form, pushing itself here and there until it was nearly completely inside of her, with only the small amount sticking out of her filled pussy and her nutsack visible. 
Seemingly whole again, Van raised a shaking, somewhat misshapen arm, and gripped the side of the tub.  She pushed herself up, very easily and with a strength she had not had before.  Her legs seemed capable of keeping her upright and she giggled somewhat deliriously as she saw her right thigh spasm a bit as her noodle like cock rearranged itself inside of her.  She took a step, and stopped, trembling.  Moving with her penis inside of her vaginal lined body caused her to orgasm with the slightest movement.  Another step, this one more careful.  Another shudder of bliss, but she managed it.  She made her way, slowly, to the fogged bathroom mirror.  An arm with queer bulges wiped away the moisture so she could get a look at herself.  She looked like an inflatable sex doll with several bulges in her skin and some parts not inflated correctly.  This wouldn’t do.  Concentrating, she watched as the cock inside moved, her surface flesh rippling as she shuffled the thing inside her about until her body looked just as it had before.  Her skin was perfect, no bulges.  She concentrated again, and felt her butt deflate slightly as more penis moved into her breasts, giving her ‘D-Cups’.  She smiled.  She tried to speak, but with no vocal cords, she was left mute.  This didn’t seem to bother her though.  She opened her mouth, wider than should have been possible for a normal human.  Cock lined the back of her throat, and she watched as it shifted, and the head of her dick rose from inside of her body.  It snaked its way out of her mouth, then was sucked back in as Van heard a knock at the door.

It was her neighbor, Melody.  Van grimaced.  She didn’t want to see anyone now, not while she was exploring her amazing new form.  However, a thought invaded her literally cock filled mind.  The penis in her throat twitched excitedly at the thought, hungered for it.  She quickly dried off and threw on a long shirt that just barely covered her nether and what lay hidden there.  Her nipples prodded through the shirt, pressed tightly by her command. 

She was giddy with anticipation, but she collected herself as she answered the door.  In the doorway was Melody, a tall, imposing punkish girl with a stripe of pink in her black hair and a stud in her lip.  She was asking for something, but Van didn’t listen.  She grabbed Melody by the shirt and dragged her inside, locking the door.  Her neighbor was about to ask her what was going on, but Van locked her into a passionate kiss.  The woman’s eyes went wide as she felt what she thought was a tongue snake down her throat.  She almost enjoyed it, until she felt more and more of it pour into her.  She tried to pull away, but van was inhumanly strong, and as she felt more and more of the appendage pour into her, she felt hornier and hornier.  Soon she was grinding against her assailant as the attack on her lips continued.  Van picked her up by the hips easily with one arm, while the other easily tore off her victim’s jeans and panties.  Her pierced clit and pussy lips twitched maddeningly as something poked out from her nethers.  The head of Van’s cock peaked out, then was sucked back in as Melody felt a pleasant pinch in her groin.  Her arms and legs began to suck back into her body as though made of putty.  Within moments there was naught but bare flesh covering the stumps where her appendages used to be.  Her breast began to shrink too, along with her butt.  Her eyes, nose, ears and hair sunk into her face as her mouth began to take on a familiar shape.  Her anus disappeared as her body took on a cylindrical shape, her pussy taking up the bottom half.  Her top became a featureless piece of flesh, capped with her mouth turned cunt.  As this all happened, Van’s form steadily increased in size.  As her victim was drained and turned into a two-sided onahole made of real flesh, Van increased in size accordingly, adding more dick flesh and outer skin to her form.  She had gained nearly another foot in height and the mass of her victim.  She funneled some of the inner cock flesh into her ass and breasts, stretching them to a pleasing size. 

When all was said and done, the cock coming out of her mouth was piercing a foot and a half long tube of flesh, one glistening twitching pussy on each side, the front one pierced by its owner’s lip stud.  She opened her mouth wide and sucked both her cock and the flesh tube back inside her body.  A wriggling in her stomach belied the intense fucking she was giving her neighbor while she was trapped inside off Van.  Van rubbed her wriggling stomach, satisfied, for now.