========================================= Put together ========================================= Chapter 5: Sweet revenge ========================================= Jack had placed Amy's bits safely back into his sports bag, locked his car, and walked into the sports hall. He was late, almost everyone else from the team was already there. He really wasn't in the mood for training today. Of course he liked playing, but the terms of his scholarship made attendance to all trainings mandatory, even on a day like this where he really had other things on his mind. He said his "hello"s to some members of the college team, who were all in various stages of getting dressed for training. Some were taking showers, which he didn't have to. He had showered with Amy. Well, parts of her. Slipping into his training shorts he recognized a problem that he thought might prove to be slightly embarrassing through the rest of the training session if he didn't take care of it now. There was no way the other team members, or even the trainer wasn't going to comment or make faces at the bulge in his shorts if he went on the field just like that. So after putting his shirt on, instead or heading out with the others, he went to the loo and locked the cabin. His rolled up towel he carried in his hand. Wrapped in his towel were of course the two parts of Amy he had taken with him. Her ear was twitching, and her vulva was much more glistening and moist than it had been a minute ago in the car. His stag cock was long and thin as common for his species, and rock hard! He had just the idea how to make this bulge disappear from his pants. But he needed to do something about Amy's ear. Stick it somewhere where it wouldn't get lost, yet where she still could hear everything. Smiling, he pressed it against the backside of Amy's detached vagina, unto the patch of brown fur which he knew exactly matched an equally sized empty spot between her legs. If her vagina fit her face, and her ear fit her head, maybe her ear would also... It worked. Amy's ear twitched in his hand, as her flesh and fur warped in the weirdest way to form something new. A vagina with an ear. Or an ear with a vagina. Or a small little ball of fur with a vulva on one side and an ear on the other. If he hadn't had been rock hard already... his brain tried to imagine how this must be feeling for Amy, but his imagination failed him. "Jack, are you still in there? Steven's asking for you!" a voice shouted into the now empty change room. "Coming in a sec, I'm on the looo!" Jack yelled back. He covered Amy's ear against the noise. Well, so much for taking care of his little 'problem', but if his theory was right... He slipped Amy's vagina over his cock like a sleeve. Then he slid it downwards. Her soft and hot flesh engulfed his shaft tightly, he had to fight himself not to moan loudly. But the magic happened. His long shaft went into the little furball and didn't come out the other. It disappeared, to magically reappear over a mile away in Amy's belly. Where it hopefully pleased her, and more importantly, didn't leave a very visible tent on his pants! Jack breathed hard with a painfully excited expression as he squeezed Amy's privates all the way down until they touched tenderly against his groin. His pants he slipped back up which secured that package tight and neatly. Now he only had to keep a straight face as he walked out on the playing field! ... "What's wrong with you Jack. You couldn't keep a single ball today!" Malcolm, one of Jack's team members asked him on the way back to the showers. Indeed, the practice game had ended up rather embarrassing for him, although luckily none had a clue as to what the real reason was. Jack made a forced grin. He decided to simply tell the truth to defuse the situation. "Sorry, I guess I my girlfriend kept me all distracted today." Malcolm laughed. "She's THAT good? Not that I'm not jealous, but better get a grip, if you keep losing your balls like that, we might end up facing relegation at the end of the season. Cold shower might help." he teased giggling. Everyone laughed, Jack, too. "Don't worry, I'll be good, just looking forward to a date tonight." Whistling sounds from some team members, but they left it at that. To be fair, it hadn't been that bad. Yes he had lost a few balls in an embarrassing way, but the trainer hadn't even said a word. The training's focus had been on fast passes, and there were some that needed training those much more than him. From what he could tell, Amy must have enjoyed the game a lot. His undies were soaked with her juices, and to spare himself and the others any embarrassing scents, he went to his car in his sports shorts without changing. With the doors closed and preying eyes locked out, he finally pressed his hand into his needy crotch and squeezed the bit of Amy into his hips in urgent, short movements. It only took seconds until he, too came. He arched back in his car seat and squeezed his eyes shut as he suppressed a bellow and felt himself shuddering. "That was fun!" he commented to his crotch, still out of breath. Amy's vagina squeezed on his now limp cock in return. In what he hoped was agreement. Now that that was out of the way, he could finally drive home. A few minutes later he parked his car in front of the apartment block where he had his student flat in. He went straight up the stairs and opened his door. "Strange, I could have sworn I locked it yesterday." he mumbled to himself, as the door opened after only one turn of the key. But everything in his little apartment looked as always. Dirty laundry was scattered around the floor, which he stuffed into the laundry bag, together with his shorts and undies. Then he went to the bathroom, where he took Amy's detached vagina from his cock and placed it in the sink. It twitched as it touched the cold stone. "Oops, sorry. Here, have some warm water." he said, and cleaned first her privates, then himself with the warm pleasant stream. He was just about to check for any messages from Amy on his phone, when the door rang. "Amy, is that you?" he asked. Her ear twitched visibly in response. That must be a yes. Still naked he glanced through the door viewer. It was indeed Amy, although she looked a bit weird with that hat, and without her antlers. She must have plucked them off in order to wear something over her missing ear. "Come in." he said and opened the door for her, then closed it behind them. She looked flushed, but also worried. "That wasn't nice." she said in a stern, almost sad voice. "Yeah, look I'm sorry...." "No you aren't!" she answered, real anger in her voice now. "You took my vag'! On purpose! And you made me walk two blocks like this! What if anyone had seen me? Or if my arms had fallen off?" "Sorry, Amy, I hadn't thought of that. But you could have called me, I could have come with the car." "Your mobile was off." she snapped back. "And you told me to meet you here. Now I want my stuff back!" "But it was still fun, wasn't it?" He asked hopefully. He didn't like to see her angry like that. Had he really gone too far? "Now!" she demanded without responding to his question "Where is it?" Amy stormed past him. Her ear must have picked up her own voice, as she made her way straight to the bathroom, where she promptly found her missing vagina in the sink. Jack stepped in after her, but stayed silent. He felt stupid all of a sudden. He watched her pluck the ear from the back of her crotch, then quickly shoved her vagina into her pants and between her legs. How she stood there, broad legged with a concentrated, then relieve face expression was a sight that gave him an instant hardon right again. But he didn't dare to say anything. Next she placed her ear back on her head, flicked it back and forth, and finally took her antlers out of her backpack. He blushed. They were so big. Bigger than his. A second later Amy was complete again. She wasted no time and fetched another item from her bag. It was the cube. And she had apparently had time to almost solve it already. She only turned it two more times, and the pictures suddenly aligned with a click. No glowing, no ominous thunder. The solving was almost anticlimactic. "I'm sorry, Amy." he said again. "I should have asked." Suddenly Amy grinned at him. "That you should have. And now you come with me, it's payback time!" ... Jack didn't complain as Amy tied him to the bed. It brought memories, of his former girlfriend. Before things had become sour, he had enjoyed this. He would at least try to enjoy it again, if only to make up with Amy. But instead of getting him or her undressed, Amy brought forth the cube again. With an almost vicious smile she twisted it, causing an audible *clang* sound as if a spring was sprung, and the patterns on it scrambled into weird shapes and an incohesive mess. "You are making me fall apart?" Jack asked. He wasn't entirely sure if he liked that, or if he was afraid of that. Or both. "Maybe? How about you try to solve it? I'm watching. It's what I did all this afternoon, while you were playing ball with your dick inside my pussy. It's only fair!" "Can I stick my dick into your pussy while I do that, too?" he asked freshly, then winced away as she mock-swiped at his face. "No, but if you insist, I can get undressed here in front of you, while you're tied to the bed!" she answered with a grin. The thought of having him squirm in front of him was a thrilling one. Amy was unsure if she could strip in front of someone in any erotic way. Feeling eyes on her was quite embarrassing, and ordinarily she would have rather wanted to either hide herself, or, in Jack's specific case, embrace him. But in this special occasion, she was willing to try it, just to see him squirm and suffer. Jack tried his best to pretend that he was ignoring her and started twisting the cube instead. Of course all that did was mess the pattern up even more. Amy slowly slipped out of her shirt. Suddenly she wished there was some music to give this action a bit rhythm. Just silently wriggling her breasts in front of him felt stupid. But she couldn't deny that it had some effect on him. At least his eyes glanced up from the cube at her chest, just to be cast down again as he caught himself and promptly returned to his attempts of solving the puzzle. Amy then cupped her own breast. 'Slowly!', she had to tell herself. 'Slow down, this needs to be tantalizing. Like in a movie.' She flexed her hips and stretched them out, pushed her chest out and gently squeezed her breast upward. Then she extended her tongue as far down as she could, and until it just barely touched her nipple. Suddenly she had to think about how he had bitten it off and put it back. What if it was the wrong way around? It didn't look the wrong way around, but then she didn't look at her nipples so often that she could say for certain that it wasn't actually upside down. Or off by a few degrees? Would she even be able to tell the difference? Somehow the thought of having assembled herself slightly wrong was a turn on. Nothing obvious, it could be her little secret that her nipple was upside down and no one would ever know. Or what if she switched her right and her left one? A slight moan from Jack got her thoughts back on the issue at hand. She had kept licking her nipples, her boyfriend almost forgotten, and somehow she must have done a very sexy job at it. Well, if that was all she had to do, get herself turned on and have him watch to have him squirm, she could do that easily. Jack tried really hard to keep pretending to watch the cube. He still found it hard to believe it would work on him, after all it looked so much like an old little toy. A trinket, no more. After all it could be one of those magical focus thingies, those which work only for those who believe in them - or something. Maybe all the magic that made Amy fall apart was in her head? Meanwhile Amy had started playing with her crotch. She hadn't slipped out of her undies though, all he could see of her nether lips were the finely outlined matching bulges on her panties, which she now emphasized and played with, bent forward and broad legged with her right hand between her thighs. Needless to say Jack's cock was rock hard and throbbing already - much to Amy's delight. But he couldn't move. Well he could have if he were to unfasten the rope around his elbows instead of solving the cube, after all he had his hands free. But Amy wouldn't have approved of cheating like that. And then suddenly the cube started to glow. Brighter than last time, almost as bright as Amy remembered it from her first night with it. Jack stared at it, then, as it increased in brightness even more and hurt his eyes, he threw it away as if it was a piece of radioactive Uranium. It smashed against his desk and made a blue spark, then fell to the ground. That spark had been weird. It reminded Jack a little bit of the science fiction series he had watched when he was smaller, the effect it made when the space ships shields were absorbing phaser fire. Was the cube somehow protecting itself? Only then did he realize that the arm he had been throwing the cube with wasn't attached anymore. His right arm had come off right at the elbow, just where Amy's rope had held him, and his forearm was laying loose on the bed sheets. "What the?" Amy asked. But her eyes weren't on Jack's arm. They were on her own, which had separated just in the same spot. Playing with her crotch a second ago, her forearm was now on the floor, twitching helplessly until she bent down and picked it up with her left. She brought it to where it belonged and It reattached itself as usual. "It didn't work." The cube had made her modular, not Jack. That hadn't been the plan. Had she been too close? "It did work!" Jack corrected her and brought her attention to his right forearm - which he held up waving with his left. There was one nice side effect of having it separate, he had been able to easily slip out of the ropes like this, which were now only very loose around his other arm. He only had to twist a bit and pull that arm out of the loops too and he was free of Amy's little bondage attempt. Amy stared at Jack's, then back at her own arm stump. "But the cube isn't supposed to work on two people!" Jack giggled. "Maybe it glitched. Let's see." he put his arm back where it belonged. It reattached just the same way as he had seen Amy do it, but the sensation was still unlike he had imagined. It was - tingling, and pulling at the same time, as if it was magnetically attracted to its stump, while for a split second his own flesh seemed to ooze back into place like putty. Amy went and picked up the cube. It was laying on the floor but looked undamaged. She made a few twists and it moved as it always did, its patterns rearranging in the usual mind boggling way. Amy was convinced by now that the patterns moved different than when she solved it the previous times. They'd have to find out how to solve it anew each time they used it. *plonk* The cube fell down, together with Amy's right hand which had been holding it. "Hey!" "That's weird." Jack commented with a surprised grin. He held his right hand in his left as well, he had just removed it, to try how it felt. "Your hand came off when mine did!" Amy stuck her hand back where it belonged, then placed the cube on the desk. Curiously she grabbed her own nose and plucked it off with a little twist. Jack's nose stayed where it was, but he did reach for his face with his left. "Your nose didn't come off." "No, but it itched a bit. I think it wanted to, and almost did. How about this?" he grabbed one of his ears and almost ripped it off his head. Amy flexed her ears, still both attached. "Maybe. You could be right. How about this one!" This time she took her left arm off her shoulder. Jack's left arm dropped straight down onto the bed sheets. "Hey! Unfair." Amy giggled as she put her arm back on. Then their eyes met, as an idea formed in both of their heads. "Are you thinking what I am thinking?" Jack asked rhetorically. But he already knew the answer... Chapter 6: Coming apart ========================================= Curiously Amy took Jack's cock in her hands, then gently stuck it in between her own legs where her crotch should have been. There was this familiar oozing sensation as her flesh shifted to accommodate the new piece, but somehow it also felt weirdly off. Not just because his cock had a life on its own; it throbbed and twitched, and swung back and forth with every movement. In a way it was worse than her boobs. (Although Jack claimed otherwise as soon as he had them stuck to his chest and they bounced with his movement). But whatever they did, Jack's dick still remained Jack's dick, no matter if it was on him, or detached in her hand hand, or stuck between her legs. And she still felt her pussy, even though it was now on him, the same way she felt her boobs bounce and jiggle as Jack played with them. Of course they had to try and have sex, but it felt - almost normal - just the angle was weird. Nevertheless it was fully worth it! The sensation to touch and caress her own boobs on her boyfriend alone, or to fuck her own vagina, although with a penis that wasn't hers and could have as well been just a well made strap-on, was worth every second of it. Forgotten was the humiliation of being grounded at home while Jack had his fun with her pussy. Being both modular like this was awesome! It was like one of those kinky dreams but you didn't wake up after you came. Eventually though, they fell asleep. Amy's arms around her boyfriend, his now spent cock still stuck in her pussy (although each part was on the other's body), both were again happy and at peace with each other. The next morning however, was different! A weird throbbing sensation woke her up. At first she thought it was his morning wood still in her, but it felt - off. Only when she noticed that she wasn't even inside him anymore, she realized what had really happened. "Jack?" no response, he was still asleep. "Jack, wake up, I think I can feel your dick!" "Mmmmfwhat?" Jack sat up and glanced at Amy. Amy with no boobs and a dick, and her antlers which were bigger than his. He suddenly felt so very very unmanly. His hands went to his chest, and he promptly felt the soft, but oh so sensitive sensation of Amy's sizeable breasts. He gasped, as he felt his fingers on his now much bigger nipples, her nipples, but his sensations. And he felt a warm, moist, tingling sensation between his legs that he knew could only be her vagina. "How is that possible?" Jack asked. His voice, to his relief, still a normal male baritone. Amy could tell that he was a bit scared. "I don't know. It feels weird!" Jack's cock twitched and throbbed. And the more she thought about it or looked at it, the more it throbbed. It had become fully erect and stiff. "Do you think we should...?" Jack asked. Amy stared at her own crotch between his legs, that she now could no longer feel. She knew exactly how it must have felt that moment, as Jack's hand went between his legs and he brushed his fingers over her nether lips. It was almost as if there was a faint echo of the sensation in her mind that very second. But for Jack the sensation was as new as the touch of her own furred fingers were for her, as she touched his tense, throbbing shaft. Jack once more grabbed his breasts and felt the soft pliable sensation of Amy's boobs with his own sensations. It was unreal! Then Amy was over him, grinning, and with his cock between her legs throbbing wildly. She heard his gasp as now her fingers touched her breasts, much like they had done the previous evening, but now it was his turn to feel the sensations. Her cock brushed over the sheets and then the fur of his thighs, and she had to gasp for air, so intense was the sensation. Amy gently brushed over Jack's thighs with her hand, biting her lips in anticipation of what she was about to do. But first she brushed her fingers ever so gently over Jack's new nether lips and grasped his clit, her clit, between her fingers. Jack tensed and whimpered in her grasp. She smiled. She knew exactly how he felt now, and couldn't wait to do more. Her fingers brushed in between his folds and she searched for that delicate opening. Her other arm went between her own legs and she felt her hand's fur against her new cock that she was about to align with his, her sex. But then suddenly her arm popped off! "Hey!" Jack complained. His arm was also no longer where it was supposed to. Confused, Amy picked up hers with her other hand and placed it back where it had been. "That wasn't me! It felt like yesterday when you threw the cube!" Their eyes went to the cube on the desk. Or rather to the empty space in front of Jack's laptop, where the cube had been. It wasn't there. The laptop's screen seemed to be off, only the small green light next to the webcam indicated that it was still powered. But the space in front of it where the cube had been was empty. "Where is it?" Jack asked. "That's not funny Jack, where did you put the cube!" Amy said sternly and stood up. She looked around, when suddenly she felt another jolt. Her left leg came off at the hip and fell down, which sent her struggling. "Damnit, stop that! I mean it!" Amy glared at her boyfriend. "It's not me. I swear!" Jack answered, and collected his own legs from the bed sheets. They both had come off. Then he got up as well. "I placed it there on the table and I didn't touch it since!" A cold shiver went down Amy's spine at the thought of the implications. "Does anyone else have a key to your apartment?" she asked. "No, only the landlord but he's on holiday. Unless..." He couldn't continue. A sudden jolt hit both of them. Jack saw the world tumble, then his head hit the ground with a thud. Amy didn't fare much better, she separated at the hip and sprawled on the floor next to her legs. "Someone must have taken the cube and is messing with it!" Amy whined fearfully. Jack stared at the laptop. The green light, that wasn't right. That only lit if his webcam was on, but he didn't have anything running that would need it. Someone must be spying on them! Jack felt his head taken and placed back on his neck as Amy helped him up. With a grunt he managed to stand and walk to the desk. He hit a key but nothing happened. The green light stayed on. He closed the lid, but there was still a green shine. Next he took the power out and slid the battery out of its slot. Finally the laptop turned off. "What's going on?" Amy asked, tears in her eyes. She had reattached her hips, but her legs had separated on the knees again. Her, or rather Jack's cock was on the ground, still throbbing. So were her boobs, where Jack had lost them. Before Jack could answer, another jolt again sent him to the floor in pieces. He landed on Amy and felt himself scatter and mix with her separated parts. He blinked, but one of his eyelids only covered an empty eye sockets as his eye kept rolling on the ground. His ears picked up a whimper from Amy. Another jolt hit them and pulled them apart into even smaller bits. Amy saw one of her eyes run under the closet. Or rather she suddenly saw the closets dusty underside as well as cobwebs and dust bunnies from up very close. She tried to move something, but so little was still attached to each other, she could only feel herself twitch. Jack didn't fare any better. From his viewpoint, one eye still in his head, he stared at the door. A key could be heard, inserted from the outside. It clicked... And then it opened! A beige-furred terrier girl stepped in. He recognized her instantly. Jack bared his teeth, but she didn't even seem to notice. She just looked at the mess of dispersed bits on the floor and laughed. "Are you searching for this?" she asked at no one in particular, and flipped the cube in her hand. In her other she held her smartphone, with which she had apparently been watching them the entire time. 'Connection interrupted' the screen read now. She put her phone away, then she smashed the cube to the ground where it bounced off, again with a weird light effect. It promptly sent another jolt through each of the fur's disintegrated bodies. There was hardly anything left to come apart. "That's such a fun toy, I could do this all day."