"So what exactly did you do when you were at Natalie's place?" You ask Lilah, after recovering from your orgasm high. The two of you are still cuddling and kissing each other in your bed after an exciting fucking session. Although it hadn't been as wild as when Lilah still had your dick, it felt much more passionate despite that. Neither of you wanted to reach a climax the soonest. The journey to it was just as pleasant. And when you finally reached it, you could do it again and again, until you were left exhausted on either side of the bed. The cuddling feels pleasant as well. No hard-ons blocking the intimacy between you and your girlfriend anymore. Lilah's leg is pushing against your pussy, and it still gives you some feeling of fullfilment. You clit is still burning pleasantly from its past activity. You try not to move too much.
On occasion, you feel your girlfriend's fingers cop a feel of your shaved leg, attempting to reach your vagina but unable to touch it. Now, after the whole workout, it seems to hang loosely against Lilah's mons pubis, the place where it is attached to.
"What did we do, huh?" Lilah asks herself as she stares at the ceiling. Her enlargened chest rises up and down as she takes in slow breaths.
"Well, Natalie was already looking at me weirdly as soon as I stepped into her dorm room. I had already sent her a message beforehand, about the sword and the swap, so she was definitely intrigued as soon as she saw me walking around with your legs. I explained what the whole thing was about, then flashed her your cock."
You chuckle. "How did she react to that."
"Not that badly. She just stood there gawking at it. Felt kind of hot to be stared at by a girl like that."
"You don't feel weird about that?" You ask.
Lilah shrugs. "Not really. I won't deny my own curiosities, but the sudden testosterone boost your little fellow gave me definitely did a number on me. I doubt you would've just accepted sticking a penis in you yesterday, had you not had the equipment to deal with it."
She turns and looks at me with a grin. "Though maybe you've always had the equipment for it."
I blush, than make a stern face. "I'm never going to take it up my ass Lilah, that's a hell no."
She giggles, and shifts over to lie on top of me. "Who knows. Maybe tonight? I'm planning on getting your penis back after all."
"Get on with the story Lily," you say, as you clutch your thighs around her leg.
"Let's see," she pouts as she tries to remember this morning. "Then I used my sword to cut of my boobs. I think that got a bit more of a reaction. Similar to how I reacted when you cut my torso off my legs."
"Wasn't it the other way around?" You ask innocently.
"Shut it, thief. I'll still get you back for that. When you least expect it too.
"I proved to her that it was completely safe," Lilah continues, "then I offered to trade breast sizes to test out. She got my featherweights, I got her knockers. It really does feel painful in my back right now."
"I can offer you some relief?" You propose with a sweet smile.
"Later tonight, stud. We still need to get to the party first. People will look at us strangely when they see a man with stubble on his face and thick, muscly arms, with F-cup boobs jutting out in front of him, walking around in public."
"They'll do the same when I've got the legs of a supermodel instead," you scoff. "Seriously, none of my jeans fit. I've been sitting in my shorts all day, and sometimes even these don't cover my ass up completely."
Lilah smiles. They're still her legs, so it was a compliment aimed at her.
"We can swap our legs back for an hour or so, then swap again as soon as we're at my place, whatever you want. You can even keep the hand during that time. I don't need it back just yet."
"Kinky," you comment with a grin. "Just... let me do one thing before we do that," you say, as you stand up and grab the sword from your bedsheet. You walk into the bathroom, and then carefully bring the sword down to the front of your crotch, to right above the mons pubis. There's extra fatty skin on top of that mound. Taking a slice off still leaves a nice bump. You proceed to return to the bedroom, then offer the lap of skin to Lilah. Finally, you grab her arm, the one with the hairy stump, and slice off its end. You stick it against the place on the skin just above your legs, so that it looks like just regular patch of neatly shaven pubic hair.
"It's too freaky not to be noticed." You comment with a frown.
"You're right, you're right," Lilah says. This looks a bit better. It fits my own skin tone a little more.
"Because it is your skin tone." White as hell, you think.
You decide to swap lower halves not long after. The clock has already ticked past 4 PM. The sensations of reattaching to a new bodypart feels about the same as the first time, but you feel a big difference upon feeling the new addition between your legs. With your own two hands still attached to both your arms, the third hand feels very alien in comparison. The muscles in your new organ jerk and your fingers clench as your brain tries to adapt to the sudden changes. You involuntarily slap your pussy to smithereens, although apart from sore labia, you feel nothing more of it. Suddenly you've regained your original height again. And with your own set of jeans back on, the bulge in front of your pants, if unmoving, is almost back to normal again. You concentrate and tweak your 12th and 13th fingers a bit, and shifer as you feel them slip between the outer lips of your pussy, looming over your glory hole. The idea is very inviting, but you know you can't walk a couple of miles on shaky legs.
You walk over to the toilet, upon noticing that Lilah hadn't relieved herself yet from the pang of a post-orgasm piss.