Once the aching had worn away, Jen felt around on the floor for her ‘head’ once more. Her vision was pointed at the living room, but her body wasn’t in her field of view so she hoped that meant her body was behind her… dick. She blindly controlled her body until she felt her hand brush against the lower end of her dick head. A soft feminine hand wrapped delicately around her baseball sized nuts while the other, her left she realized, grabbed the middle of her penis and hefted her up once more. She was pretty heavy for a cock, something that didn’t bring her any comfort, and even more worryingly the picture had showed that her dick head was at least as long as her arm and nearly as thick too.
She cradled her dick head as she walked it over to the counter. She deposited the detached penis and placed the tip of it facing toward her body. She felt sick as she saw the headless body, her body, standing there nervously as her dick head stared at it. Her old t-shirt hung limply on her shoulders with a good amount of cleavage showing, and her well worn sweater shorts gave her a good view of her legs. What concerned her however was the blank space above her chest. Unblemished flesh ran from one shoulder to the next, as though she had never even had a neck to begin with. She touched the blank space and felt a not unpleasant tingle run down her spine. She felt a low heat run through her dick head as she did this, and resolved to not touch that space if she could.
Collecting herself, she knew she couldn’t stay like this. Being faceless was one thing, but being a literal dickhead was just too much for her, and she was starting to feel the undercurrent of urges building up inside both pieces of her and she didn’t want to think about what would happen when they reached those urges overflowed. She was not going to stay like this if she could help it. She picked up her dick head by the glans, trying to ignore how much she enjoyed the touch, and swiveled her ‘face’ around to spot the salve on the floor. Her body picked it up and held it before her dick heads magic sight. As much as she didn’t want to, it seemed like this weird potion, spray, thing was her only chance at becoming normal again. With a hope and a prayer, she sprayed…