Jen squeezed her mono-boob after the spray had been given the chance to dry. Her fingers sank into her flesh. But they were repelled by the natural density of her unnatural breast. The spray didn't work. Jen cursed to herself. Or she would have she still had a mouth.
Jen resolved to herself. She needed a new mouth. Pronto. But, where should she put it? She couldn't spray her face again. She was stuck with a pussy up there. She couldn't put a mouth on her chest. She was stuck with her "megaboob." Her groin was an option. However, the idea of a crotch-mouth didn't appeal to her. For the moment, at least. No, Jen had to come up with another idea.
And she did! Jen sprayed her left hand. She traced a line across her left palm. She pulled apart the seam and a pair of lips formed.
"... Hello?" Jen tested her new mouth and her eye widened. It worked! She had a functioning mouth again. Jen immediately repeated the process on her right hand.
"Hello. What's your name?"
"My name is Jen. And your name?"
"My name is Jen, too."
Jen giggled to herself in stereo. However, a question lagged on her. If she could talk with her new mouths, then that must mean air is traveling from lungs, up her arms, and out of her mouths. Was the reverse possible? Where her new mouths also connected to her stomach? She had to investigate.
Jen grabbed a plastic cup. She held it under the faucet and poured up a cupful of water. Holding the cup in her right hand, she placed its edge against her left palm, and let its contents gently spill out. Jen swallowed. She could feel the cool liquid travel down her left arm, into her shoulder, and arrive in her stomach. The whole process took a few seconds. Jen wondered if this is what giraffes feel like.
Jen pondered as to what she should do next.