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The Caretaker 06 - Final
🕑 Added 2021-09-25 14:30:36 +0000 UTCIt was the middle of the afternoon by the time I finished the MCAT. My eyes were bleary, and I had a headache from trying to focus so much. The afternoon sun felt good as I walked and tried to clear my head.
“Hey Victor, how’d the test go?” Eddie asked as he clapped his hand down on my shoulder. We’d been studying together for this test for the past few months.
“Alright, I guess. I’m trying not to be overly confident, but I think I did ok,” I said. “What about you?”
"I guess fine, but I don't want to have any expectations beforehand." I said, "And you?"
“Same honestly. The rest of the study group was thinking of going to get a drink to relax now that the test is done. You in?”
"I would like to, but this time I just want to go home and see Noelle."
Eddie smiled and shook his head. “She must be a pretty special girl for you to want to just go home and be with her all the time. Hey, I know why don’t you invite her along? She could come get a drink with us and we could finally meet her.”
“Yeah, well, she's a little shy. But maybe next time.” Eddie and I said our goodbyes and I headed for home.
I couldn’t believe it had already been 6 months since I became Noelle’s caretaker. At the time she went by Norah, but so much had happened. When I first met her, she couldn’t take care of herself. She was nothing more than a head and a torso, after all. But after I helped her get a final dose of mutagen things changed drastically…again. It could have killed her, but instead it gave her new limbs and a second head. The original was still detachable, so we just put it back on the doll body like usual.
To say her parents were angry was an understatement. They threatened to get a restraining order on me, but Norah threatened to expose to the media exactly what had been going on if they did. Always wanting to keep up appearances and not have it be known that their daughter had been addicted to mutagen, they relented, and we managed to come up with a plausible explanation for things. Norah, the detachable head, would go away on a miraculously healing trip, while the real Norah (aka my Noelle) would disappear and create an entirely new identity for herself.
Norah took her things, the money she’d saved plus another quite generous amount that her father gave us as basically hush money, after we signed a contract agreeing to never speak of any of this. "From now on, you're dead to us," was all he said before we left their house forever.
When we left Norah was sobbing. She hadn’t had a good relationship with her parents in a long time, but even so being cut off from family entirely still hurt her. I slipped my hand into hers and squeezed it. “Will you stay with me?” she asked. There was fear in her eyes when I looked into them. After all, if your own family leaves you, why wouldn’t you be scared everyone else would, too?
“Always,” I said and brushed a few of her tears away with my other hand.
Despite having a significant amount of money, we agreed to be as frugal as possible. I still intended to study medicine, and it would be a long time before I graduated. Norah was in no position to work yet, though she had managed to secure an entirely new identity. Norah changed her name to Noelle and cut and dyed her silver hair brown. That plus her new mutation made her pretty unrecognizable and we were able to start the new life we wanted to.
When I got home the living room was dark. Noelle's fake body, dressed in a cute summer dress, was sitting on the couch. She had insisted on bringing it with us as she wanted to use it as a pedestal for her removable head when she wanted to watch tv. However, the removable head wasn't on it and the tv was off.
Confused, I put my coat on the rack and headed down the hall. I heard faint noises coming from the bedroom, so I moved in that direction. As I got closer to the closed door the noises got louder. It was moans I heard. Multiple moans. The door was cracked so I peeked inside. The sight astounded me in every way imaginable.
On the bed Noelle was pleasuring herself in every way she possibly could. Her fixed head sucked at her dick nipple, one of her hands was shoving one of her penises directly into her chest vagina, and her right tentacle was holding her removable head on top of her other penis. My jaw dropped when I saw all this, and I found it impossible to look away. I was thoroughly transfixed. Noelle's moans only got louder as she continued to pleasure herself. I knew she'd been daring, but I'd never seen her like this.
"I... I... I'm going to...", she managed to whisper with her original mouth before her body convulsed with a powerful or gasm. White fluid leaked out of her second mouth, her central vagina, and the vagina on her detachable head as she exploded. A second later she fell backwards, panting, on the bed as she tried to catch her breath and come down from the high.
"That was hot," I said as I stepped into the room.
Noelle sat straight up and blushed deeply. She tried to put herself back together quickly, but she was so flustered that her hands were shaking, and she accidentally tossed her detachable head across the room. With a quick step I was able to catch it and return it to her. Her blush deepened as she reattached it. "Th-thank you," she said and gave me a shy smile. "How much did you see?"
I walked over and sat beside her on the bed. "Enough," I said and kissed each of her heads. "I knew your body would allow you to experiment in different ways but didn't know all the ways you could."
"Well, when you're home alone for a long time you have to get creative," Noelle said. "I think I need an extra hobby other than self-fuc king though."
"Hey, do you think you'd like to go out sometime with me and my friends? I talk about you all the time and they'd love to meet you."
Noelle looked at me strangely. “I don't know, Victor. I'm a little...different. What if they don't like me?"
"Impossible! They're good people. If anything, they'd be jealous of me having such a beautiful girlfriend. Besides, it'd be good for us to get out a little more don't you think?" I said and rubbed her back a little.
She got up and started to pace around the room on her three legs. I had to admit they were beautiful legs, and I couldn't help watching them. She went to the closet and pulled out an oversized t-shirt she often hung around the house in, and three high heeled sandals. According to her they made it easier for her to walk as a tripod. To me she could wear whatever she wanted though, regardless of the reason.
She stood in front of the bedroom mirror and looked at herself. It was something she did frequently, as if she still didn't believe that this was her body. She stroked the cheeks of both of her heads, and then leaned them against each other.
"Victor...you still like me, right?" she asked me a little uncomfortable.
“Norah… I mean, Noelle. I love you and I love you more every day. I've told you a thousand times and I'll tell you a million more times. Every time you need to hear it,” I told her as she reached out for my hand with her tentacle.
Noelle smirked. “OK, then it's time for dinner. Let's eat. And I want to hear how your test went, too!”
"Yes please, I'm starving," I said and followed her down the hall. "What do you want to eat today? We can order a pizza or Chinese food."
"No no," she said. "Remember we agreed to save money. I made some stew for dinner tonight! Found a recipe online and tweaked it a little bit. Been waiting for you to come home to show it to you."
The kitchen was filled with a delicious aroma the moment she removed the pot lid, and my mouth began to water. it looked as good as it smelled, too. I grabbed a spoon and dipped it into the pot. "This looks amazing!"
The moment I stuck the spoon into my mouth I regretted it. It was a struggle to not immediately pucker my lips. I tried to smile as best I could to show her I was enjoying it. It must have been obvious how hard it was for me to swallow the bite though because she frowned.
"Don't you like it?" she asked.
"It has an...interesting flavor," I said trying to say something nice about it.
There was no fooling her though. She looked at me through narrowed eyes and grabbed the spoon from my hand and tried a bite of the soup herself. "Oh ew! I must have grabbed the sugar instead of the salt!"
"Hey, that's a pretty common mistake," I tried to comfort her.
Noelle tossed the spoon in the sink, the loud clanking sound reverberating off the kitchen's tile walls. "Don't," she said and put two of her hands on her hips. "I know I'm not going to be the best housewife. I wanted to make a nice dinner for you tonight after your big test." She was silent for a moment. "And you know what? That's exactly what I'm going to do! Though I'm going to do something much simpler this time."
"Whatever you cook for me is fine, my love," I said as I kissed one of her temples. She looked at me and smiled as relief flooded over her.
"Thank you," she said and started moving the pot from the stove to the trash. "But now please get out of the kitchen. I get too nervous when you watch me!"
"Ok ok... and what do you want me to do in the meantime?" I asked.
She looked at me with a mischievous attitude and with her tentacle, she removed her detachable head and put it in my hands. “My old fake body is on the couch. Why don't we role play as a sex doll…like the old days?” she said in a sexy tone.
"I can't say no to my dear girlfriend," I said, taking her head under my arm as the rest of her began to cook.
It may be a strange life, but I really am in heaven.
