It's 10:45 in the morning. You have a splitting headache. And you don't even have a head, just an ass masquerading as one. You rise, slowly, bringing a foot to your fat cheeks, toes rubbing the sleep away as you try to recall what happened after ass chugging what basically felt like pure alcohol. Maybe a shower would help?
You rise, slowly, your step unsteady, and check yourself over; Pleased to see that, aside from your silly ass-head and foot for a hand, your body is entirely intact. You were worried; you almost thought you'd wake up to something even more depraved! You step over your girlfriend, who writhes, hapless, as you head off to get cleaned up after your late night--
--romp?
Turning around, you blink down at your partner, and would let out a gasp if assholes even could, the most that happens being a startled flex of your twisted facial muscle. You can see her looking up at you, flustered... which is a miracle, in her state. You're lucky you left her any eyes at all.
Now, you're no expert, but it SEEMS as though you, her, and that pair of novelty shorts she wore had a bit too much fun... you've always been an ass man, but apparently, in your stupor, you decided to go all in.
Lying on the floor is the torso of your beautiful partner... only, instead of breasts, she has an ass on her chest-- no, wait. Two asses, each perfect, wobbling set of cheeks having replaced a breast all on their own. Not to mention her head, nothing more than a fat rump with /two assholes/. How you managed this is a mystery! Not as much of a mystery, at least, as the pairs of boobs lining her torso about where her arms and legs should be...
And finally, staring up at you, expression almost... pleased, but still just as shocked, are her eyes, precariously placed on her original ass~.
You pick her up in your arms, and she flexes, messed up mess of sexy backsides making for the strangest sensation to hold. You can't tell what she's thinking, since she's not much more than a pile of soft flesh, but the look in her eyes tells you to...