Jen and Jess headed downstairs. Martha was nowhere to be found, of course, since it was still her day off. Catching a glimpse of the clock, they knew they’d be late if they took the time to fix a decent breakfast. Opening the cabinet with her teeth, Jess grabbed some instant oatmeal and raisins. Jen reached for the freezer and opened it with her forehead, grabbing a box of French toast sticks that were their younger sister’s favorite. Sticking them in the air fryer, the pair went back to the fridge, grabbing the milk using both heads and pouring it over the oatmeal. Into the microwave it went.
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[Should I use a spoon or…]
[Don’t bother, you can if you want though, nobody minds if you just eat it dog bowl style]
Shaking her head, Jen grabbed a French toast sticks and dipped it in syrup. Manipulating it with her mouth she drew it in, chewing it before absentmindedly attempting to swallow, only for absolutely nothing to happen. [ughh] leaning her head over her empty shoulders, she gingerly pressed her lips against her neck pussy and spit the chewed toast into her neck hole. It was mildly pleasurable, but mostly just felt really weird. She swallowed, feeling the food slide down her shortened esophagus and into her stomach. [This is so gross]
The rest of the meal went mostly the same, with both of them having to wash their faces after eating the oatmeal with their mouths. Exiting the bathroom, they heard the familiar sound of the school bus pulling away. [looks like we’re driving, then]
[Wait, how are we going to drive like this?]
[Just let me handle it, you just keep your eyes on the road.]
Driving with heads for hands was just as hectic as every other task that morning, if not more so. The fact that her prized sports car had a manual transmission only made matters even more complicated.
[Maybe we should just take your car instead]
[What do you mean? This is our car, why would we have separate cars?]
[Of course. Figures.]
Somehow, the twins made it to school in one piece. It helped that Jess at least was used to this. Still, the controls of a vehicle just weren’t designed for teeth. [I swear Jess, I am going to *kill* that little shitstain Kyle for this.] She gripped the wheel so tight if she’d had knuckles they’d be white.
Arriving at school, they grabbed their bag and headed inside. Speak of the devil, standing in the doorway was Kyle Perkins. [Oh you’re dead] she thought, before realizing Kyle couldn’t hear her. [How do I even talk to people?]
“Oh my god it actually worked, holy shit!” Kyle smirked before he burst out laughing. “What’s the matter girls, you seem awfully quiet!”
Without even hesitating, she ran up and punched him with all her strength right in the face with the top of her head. The weight of her head smacking against his face crumpled his nose and sent him tumbling head over heels. [Holy shit, Jen, what the hell?]
Slumped against the wall, blood oozed from the mangled mess that had been his nose. Dazed, he looked up at his assailant. He could only groan as he passed out on the floor. [Jen, you could’ve killed him, jeezus]
[Thanks, Kyle, I needed that, I feel better now. Let’s get to class.]