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Repair (Crush 2)
🕑 Added 2022-06-15 16:01:06 +0000 UTC- First part here
“Then I felt the CRASH nose that my head did when it hit the ground and since then… well, here I am,” Laura said as she lowered the long flexible straw of her Margarita and stuck it into her crotch to take a good sip. "Almost three months have passed and in the end I think it was for the better"
"Wow, it's really amazing," said the young man who accompanied her. "And have you got used to it already?"
"Well, I'm not the first headless mutant in the world, you know?" said Laura, gesturing with her hands “It has its advantages… I save a lot on hairdressing and makeup. I'm an incredible poker player and it's easy to hide your emotions at work. On the other hand it's a problem for people to realize if you speak ironically or not and you can't tell people 'hey, my eyes are up' when they look at your cleavage... like now"
“Oh, sorry… I was just…“, said the young man a little complicated.
“Hahahaha, relax. It doesn't bother me when they look at my cleavage. In fact, since I lost my head I like to have my body looked at,” said Laura as she carried a candy to her crotch. After chewing it, she said “And honestly, the best advantage of all is that I give the best blo wjobs in the world. Just imagine it…” and as she said this she gently brushed her forefinger over the stump of her neck, her equivalent of teasing her hair to flirt.
"I would like to see that," the young man said enthusiastically. Laura laughed sensually. "Well, shall we go then?"
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Laura arrived at her apartment on Saturday morning. She was a little tired, but very satisfied. Her sexual life and sensuality had skyrocketed powerfully since she no longer had a head.
On her way to her room, she kicked off her heels and flopped onto the bed. It had been a sleepless night and she could still feel sem en in her mouth-vagina. She liked the taste, and somehow whenever she drank it she felt satisfied. "Maybe it feeds me now?" she thought.
She got up and began to undress. She stood in front of the mirror to look at her naked headless body. It was strange how she could see without her head and in fact, she could turn her sense of vision almost 360 degrees. Although she saw the colors much less saturated. "Not everything can be advantages," she exclaimed aloud from her vagina.
As she played around testing her sight, she noticed a photograph that was on her dresser. In the picture, she still had her head and was with some of her best friends. Since her "accident" they had grown apart a bit, partly because of how difficult it was to understand her loss of head and partly because Laura had strongly developed other... "interests."
Suddenly a strong feeling of nostalgia invaded her, not only for her friends, but also for her head. After all, she had been with her for most of her life.
Laura went to her closet and pulled out the shoebox where she had kept the pieces of her head. She was relieved to open it and find that the pieces were still intact, even her hair looked like a fine wig, silky and shiny.
Naked as she was, she went to the dining room and put the pieces of her head on the table, being sure that not a single piece was missing. She looked for a multipurpose glue and got to work, starting to piece her head together one piece at the time and carefully sticking each one. Luckily, even the small pieces were sharp enough not to be placed in the wrong places. After half an hour, she had what looked like some kind of empty vase in the shape of the lower half of her head. After little more than an hour, her bald, hollow head was once again assembled on the table.
The sight of her head caused Laura a strange reaction. There she was, expressionless as if she was a robot turned off. The fit of the pieces was so perfect that the lines of union were not noticeable at sight.
"Hell, I'm really good with puzzles!" she thought.
To finish her work, Laura took her hair and stick it to her bald head on the table, then headed to her room and searched in her closet for an old trophy from a high school science fair. She took out the wooden base and attached it to her old head, which she left on the dresser in her room.
"Well, no one can say I didn't had a pretty face," Laura said to herself, "I think I deserve a long bath after this," she said as she walked her beautiful, naked body into the shower.
Minutes after Laura left the room, her head on the pedestal began to shake almost imperceptibly, then she began to blink. At one point, she regained consciousness, looked down and exclaimed in terror.
"Where the hell is my body?"
Comments
Максим Петюшка
Wow, to be continue! =)
MirandasDream
Uhoh!
