As we woke up and remembered memories of the previous day washed over us as we groaned, rubbing our eyes before we tried to find a nightmarish escape from this insanity -
Before it hit us that we had gained back what we had lost - as we stared into each other's faces.
Sarah giggled and made her winning smile before we buried our faces into each other, so incredibly happy to have our separate lips and mouths again.
Our body had changed, but it was manageable compared to what we had before:
With our groins fused directly to each other, and by our chests (Sarah's breasts now were connected to my pecs - and despite the wonderful view of the cleavage I constantly got, our nipples were worryingly missing), we were still stuck together, though our heads were back to normal - just having swapped bodies. My head was on Sarah's original one, while Sarah's was on mine.
Our arms and legs had similarly swapped positions - Sarah's lithe limbs looking odder on my muscular frame than how my muscular limbs did on her curves.
We still had our respectful anuses, but no visible genitals anywhere on our body.
Grateful at least for what we had, we decided to move on and practice navigation, devising an alternating step walking system, before we started messing around, pretending that we were waltzing, my now lower-placed head gazing up lovingly at Sarah's giggling one perched upon my former tower of muscle, our fused tits jiggling awkwardly.
After maneuvering over to the TV and watching the new, we jumped on Sarah's bed to revel in our bizarre situation, again, with Sarah on top, before we felt a bizarre, extremely pleasurable situation in our shared groins. Both gasping, we examined the otherwise smooth area before we tested to find the source of the feeling, wishing to feel it once more. Waving our hips and bouncing up and down, we were met with failure before Sarah gave a good, old-fashioned thrust. The unmistakable feeling of a long, hard penis penetrating a vagina (since we shared a body, we could feel both at the same time) hit both of us. Exchanging a look, we decided to throw caution to the wind before Sarah began wildly bucking, bringing about in under 15 seconds her first "male" orgasm, our first shared one, and the most wild thing we had ever done in our lives. Panting, we felt our penis go momentarily soft in our "sex tube" before flaring up again, light pangs of pleasure emanating from the spot as it throbbed. Already strong enough for a round two, we went again, this time we me on top, riding my former rod cowgirl style as we both squealed in delight, practically screaming from the pleasure at orgasm's end as we felt the floods of cum squirt up into, and then expand, my stomach.
After a round 5, we decided to hold off on any more of this "sex" - my belly, Sarah's original, was too heavy and full to take any more.
Forced to stay indoors due to riots and such, we made it through the day together, once again getting to know each other as we shared meals, watched movies, struggled to take dumps one at a time, one of us literally had to sit on a tiny stool as the other did their business, learned that all of our piss now was expelled through our anuses, and shared a sexy shower, "fucking" for the first time standing up before almost falling as our legs bucked.
Ending our night with one last round of "sex" we fell asleep, entirely unsuspecting of what would occur to our shared body.
So it turned out that with every orgasm, a body part, or pair of body parts, would be swapped or moved while we slept. As we orgasmed 6 times the previous day, though our bodies had the same base organization, or parts had swapped wildly.
Puzzled to see my beard hair and a puckered asshole in the place of a mouth upon Sarah's still awakening face, I pursed Sarah's posh lips and blew kisses and pops with my velvety new cheeks before she woke up with similar confusion. Speaking, for the day at least, was difficult - but at least Sarah's lips only had been swapped with my asshole (making for some very interesting shitting that day). After she washed them to be sure, we found kissing was just as fine as normal, albeit with some additional pleasure - the anus was indeed sensitive (and using her tongue as a reverse-buttplug every now and then felt satisfying).
My original legs had also been swapped with Sarah's original arms, giving my half of our body four arms while Sarah's had four legs, with two where her arms were supposed to be, hindering much navigating that day.
With those three swaps, three were left to find - they weren't hard to.
4. Our lower halves (waist-down) had swapped, reversing the locations of our asses - and the answer to who had the dick.
5. My tongue had been somehow swapped with Sarah's, evident due to differing lengths.
6. For some reason, the swapped arms and legs had their feet and hands reversed - left on right, right on left.
We were only concerned for a minute before we shrugged our concerns off before we hugged and kissed each other a good morning. Smiling at the odd sensation of rubbing my cheeks along my own beard hair, Sarah did the same before pinching her old bubbly ass.
This body was too fun to let any strange condition make yesterday's "sex" a "last time".