Jenny had been praying for a ‘back to normal’ cookie, having her mouth and pussy switched was so weird, but having to pee as much as she had been yesterday was beyond unbearable. Even worse Jenny remembered the note from her parents from 2 days ago, they were due back in town today, which meant if she didn’t get a back to normal cookie today her parents would find her in her freaky new form.
“Please let it be a back to normal…” she begged silently to herself as she pulled out a cookie from the bowl.
She couldn’t go through another day like the one she’s just experienced… But luck definitely wasn’t on her side, to her despair she read the next cookie out loud, still not fully used to hearing her voice from so far away, or the way her moving mouth caused her crotch to distort as she spoke.
“You looked down on everyone you met, which just wasn’t right,
so now you’ll look up to them, with your eyes at your crotch height.”
As soon as Jenny had finished reading the sentence everything went dark and she suddenly felt really off balance, gasping in fear she stood stock still in her blindness, desperate to avoid moving in case she lost her balance and fell. “Oh god no…” she gasped as she felt her mouth between her legs moving, dreading the results of the cookie.
Suddenly she could see again, and blinking desperately she realised she was now looking out at the underside of her own cheerleading skirt, straining her eyes to look down she could see her bare legs and toes below her. Having not worn panties since her mouth and pussy had switched days ago Jenny tentatively reached down and lifted the front of her skirt to allow herself to see.
“Oh god… no no no!” Jenny gasped desperately, realising with horror that with her eyes and mouth were now both down where her pussy should’ve been, she had effectively had her face and pussy switch places. “I can’t… oh god… I feel like I’ve been turned into my own pussy” she wailed quietly as she felt the familiar feeling in her face-pussy and rushed to the bathroom to pee.
Aiming was much more difficult with her eyes nowhere near her head and she found herself splashing the floor slightly until she found the right way to aim the stream. Dejected, Jenny contemplated what she was going to do as she heard the sound she least wanted to hear at that moment, the sound of Susan’s car pulling up outside ready to take her to school.