I became my own legs pt:1

A man wakes up to find he has been mutated in a strange way.

The morning sunlight was beating my eyes, pulling me reluctantly from my sleep. My body was twitching and sore from whatever pose I had slept in, I kicked and rolled over to the side of the bed. Something felt different as my feet touched the floor, my chest and arms seemed distant and numb while my feet were far more sensitive, and nimble than usual.


I shook my head thinking it was just being groggy or my arms had fallen asleep. I stood up to begin my daily routine making my way towards the bathroom. As I crossed the apartment I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, I worried I was going crazy but I could swear my point of vision was way too low yet I kept walking like everything was normal.


I reached the bathroom and I could see my hand extend toward the door knob which was right above my eye level, as well as the fact that I didn't feel myself telling my hand what to do. With this concern I hesitated for a second, more and more wasn't adding up and I was starting to worry.


Cautiously I stepped into the bathroom and turned to face the far wall, upon which was a full length mirror and in it was an alien reflection.


I stood there looking mostly the same but one key difference was the second head now attached to my crotch, my head, the one I was looking through now.


"What the fuck!" I blurted out, hearing a second voice matching my own coming from above. I bent my neck as far back as I could, looking back up at myself, trying to figure out if I was really seeing things or not. Not only did I see that same face looking down back at me but I felt my head pressing against my own stomach to do so.


Shock was taking effect, my knees felt weak, vertigo pounding the inside of my skull. I stumbled and collapsed against the bathroom door, grunting as we slid down and began crying.


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I had no idea how much time had passed, but we'd eventually climbed back up to our feet. MY feet. And carefully made our way into the living room. We tumbled onto the couch and tried to make sense of what was going on. "Who are you? And why are you attached to my legs?" The other head demanded. "Dude I'm just as confused as you." I said back exasperated. I tried to shrug but instead my legs spread out in a strange motion to imply shrugging, it was now becoming clear I was only in control of the legs. I had a whirlwind of emotions inside me.


"Wait, is your name Jakob too?" The other me asked, "You're not some horrible alien parasite or something?" I looked back up at him with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah I'm Jakob... at least I'm pretty sure, like we both used to be the same guy, then we... split into... this?" I lifted my legs up to look them over, moving them experimentally. "Don't do that, those are supposed to be my legs."


I felt a weird mix of sensations wash over me. "Hey I'm the one who got turned into a pair of legs, you got our arms." The other Jake calmed down a bit. "You're right, sorry." The hurricane of emotions was slowly settling down leaving me with four main ones. Confusion, acceptance, fear, and weirdest of all, horniness?


There was a sudden throb in my neck. My eyes shot wide open. "Uh, oh no, am I?" I looked down to confirm my worries and I saw, hanging below my new neck the same pair of testicles that would accompany my cock, which I couldn't see. "Am I... our cock?"


I felt the other me inhale deeply. "You might be." he gently placed a hand against the base of my neck causing a shiver to ripple across our shared body. He flinched and pulled his hand back. "Sorry." Meanwhile I let out a soft moan recovering from the alien sensation.


"No, that actually felt good." I twisted to look back at him again. "Please, we should... explore our new body together."


I could tell he was hesitant but I could also feel that we were sharing the same hormones and the curiosity was eating at both of us. Soon he began moving his hands back towards me. The cautious fingers slowly moved along my hips, pelvis, then eventually back to my neck. It was intense, as the new flesh was extremely sensitive.


His hands made their way up and felt the muscle and how it fused with our cock flesh. It was so surreal but as we both knew this was secretly one of our fetishes back when we were just one guy.


The throbbing continued, causing my neck to extend slightly, I watched as my perspective moved with our arousal. I could sense his fear subside and his interest took over. His hands slid along the sides of my neck then wrapping around it, taking a firm grip he slowly began stroking up and down.

I let out a soft gasp, falling deeper into the ecstasy of my new form. My toes clenched, my hips bucked, the passion taking over both of us. My neck had now grown a full half foot longer giving him plenty of room to play with me. Now his hands were nearly slamming up and down, my hips pushing in rhythm.


Soon my dam broke, my balls clenched and I could feel the pressure inside my neck until I felt the familiar white fluid spraying out of my mouth. Upon our release we fell over onto the couch and basked in the afterglow. "Ah, that was great." I said between ragged breaths. "Great, the best sex I've had is with myself."


After a few minutes of recovering I could feel the upper me move, reaching for our phone. He began swiping through our various social media apps. Then something caught his attention, then he quickly swiped through a few more posts. "Dude you should see this." He held out the phone showing me a series of posts and a headline "Mass scale mutation event."