A Normal Two-headed Day

The story of Jessica is finally here! This time she's telling us about a normal day in her life and is featuring Naoki's OC!

Drawing made by: https://twitter.com/naoki622914

Hope you all like it ♥ I will have some polls and Q&A soon too :)

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I slowly open my eyes, looking at the illuminated ceiling of my bedroom with the sunlight coming in from my window. My vision begins to clear up as the memories of my dream start to dissipate. There is a mixture of sensations in my mind as little by little I realize that it wasn’t a single dream, but two of them: One was happy and peaceful while the other was exciting and sexy, though the stories have already been erased from my mind and only their emotions remain.

I raise one of my hands to rub my eyes, noticing that I only have two of them open so I open the other pair just to experience another point of view forming in my mind. Now in addition to the ceiling, I can see the alarm clock to my right is at 7:30 am.

With one hand I remove the sheets from my body then I spin to sit on the edge of the bed. The vision in my right head is still blurry as my two brains wake up little by little, recovering my usual sensation of having two thoughts at the same time.

I look down with my right head, staring at my three breasts as I raise a hand and move my fingers. This time I control it with my right brain as the sensations of my whole body finally come back to me in both heads.

Even though many years have passed since my mutation, my past was never erased from my mind. I have memories and experiences of living with just one of my heads, as an ordinary young girl who had three breasts that hadn’t fully developed yet. The difference between that body and my current one is undoubtedly abysmal. Just thinking about it leaves me hypnotized for several minutes some mornings, even wondering what it’s like for mutants who have even more parts.

There aren't many times in the day to meditate like this in the morning. During the day, as happens to all of us, my minds 'forget' many of the sensations to focus on daily tasks. I don’t really feel my faces, or my back, or the fabric of my clothes rubbing it until I consciously think about it. But in moments like this I like to feel the different and unique sensations in my body. So, for a moment I touched my right face, enjoying the softness of my cheek while I observed myself with my left head, separating the feeling of having two faces in my mind, even making a different expression on each one just for fun. A feeling of happiness invades my body when I enjoy my heightened senses and I spend a few more minutes having fun with it.

With my left head I look at the clock, catching the moment where the minute changes from 7:33 to 7:34 am. At the same time I move the fingers of my right hand in front of my right face, forming both images in my mind simultaneously. I can see the clock and my hand in complete detail.

Although I describe them as situations that occur at the same time, when it comes to explaining it, it is difficult to convey the experience. The closest thing I can describe is that it is similar to living two separate lives at the same time, the life of my 'left self' and the life of my 'right self' but I'm the one piloting both lives. I think it's something that only multi-headed mutants can really understand.

Lost in my thoughts, I realize that my clock already shows 7:40 am so I decide to stop playing around with my mutation and get up to go clean up in my bathroom. I walk through my apartment wearing only my panties and letting my three breasts bounce free.

When I enter the bathroom and start to brush my teeth with a toothbrush for each head, I think about another small detail that changed my life since my mutation which is the improved accuracy of my left hand. Thanks to my second head I am now practically ambidextrous, so I can do precise tasks with both of my hands at the same time.

Once done I proceeded to take a quick shower to finish waking up, leaving my hair wet to cool off while I walked, still topless, towards the kitchen to prepare my breakfast. Minutes later I sat at my dining room table with a cup of coffee and a couple slices of jam-covered toast. With my right head I started checking my messages and social media on my phone, while I used my left head to drink some coffee and bring some toast to my right mouth.

I saw some messages on my phone and started answering them with my right head. Meanwhile, I used my free head to think about the daily routine I had. I simply looked to my right, watching how I responded to the messages and knowing perfectly well in my left brain what I was responding to while thinking about how I always ate toast with one head and drank coffee with the other.

Possibly it is a habit that I acquired over time, so as not to mix the tastes of two tasty things in the same mouth. As I focused on it, I could taste the residual flavor of coffee in my left mouth and the flavor of toast in my right one. I laughed to myself, noticing that I was pretty bored since my left head thought about that, so I turned on the TV and watched it while finishing my breakfast.

Once I finished my breakfast around 8:00 am, I decided to get ready for work. Annoyed at having to leave the comfort of my semi-nakedness, I headed towards my bedroom to find a good three-cup bra and put it on along with a nice, rather professional outfit that I always wear in my beauty salon. Finally, I combed my hair and put some soft makeup on both faces.

After getting ready, I left my house and walked towards the subway station, which luckily isn’t far away. The morning seemed to be a bit calmer so I didn't have to surround myself with people or wait in line to get on the subway, and I was even able to get a comfortable seat inside.

Even though I live in Port Solei, it is usual to get curious looks from people when they see a mutant such as myself. And much more when the only other mutant in this car was a girl with four breasts. The attention is something that I’ve tolerated over time and in certain cases I’ve even felt flattered by it, giving back a double smile as long as the watchers don't cross any lines.

The clock read 8:20 am when I got off at the city's central station. By then the subway had become quite full and navigating it was a bigger challenge, though luckily people were quite respectful with me today.

Once outside I barely had to walk a couple of streets to get to my workplace. It is a small beauty salon called ‘Exotic Beauty’ on DaVinci Avenue where I stylize both mutants and non-mutants; doing their makeup, cutting or dyeing their hair and assisting with any type of aesthetic needs they have.

At 8:30 am I changed the sign of the door from “closed” to “open” and with my uniform and apron on I sat down to wait for clients. Not long after the first client of the day walked in. She was a pretty brunette with hair long enough that it reached her hips. She seemed to be an ordinary girl, only very pretty and athletic. She asked me for a haircut and while I was doing it we started talking about different subjects. She mentioned since she mutated, she only felt comfortable if a mutant like her took care of her. She also mentioned how she liked talking to another two-headed mutant like her. I didn’t dare to ask where her other head is, although my curiosity continues to eat away at me today.

Over the next few hours, a mix of mutant and non-mutant customers entered the store. Three of the clients were conjoined triplets sharing the same pair of shoulders. Apparently, the sister on their left didn't get along at all with the sister on their right and they both wanted to have a completely different hair style. The middle sister and I witnessed a rather heated argument while I was doing my work. It made me think of how happy I am sometimes that both of my heads are under my control, since I really don't want to be in that middle sister's place. At least they seemed happy and finished arguing when I finished my work, though I hope they can solve their problems eventually.

12:30 pm. The clientele decreased as usual at this time so I took the opportunity to take a break and have lunch. There is a fast-food place right across from my store that I visit often, so I walked across to buy myself a cheeseburger combo and brought it back to my store. I admit that having two heads helps a lot when it comes to devouring food in record time.

By 12:45 pm I was back in the front of the store. I was putting my apron back on when the front door bell rang, and I was surprised to see a mutant enter and look at me with shyness and doubt. It didn't take me long to realize that she was Star, a mutual friend I share with Antonella, Sophie and Lucy that we spent Christmas and New Year's Eve with.

“Star!!” I said with both heads, gesturing happily, “Welcome! What’re you doing here? Are you coming to get a haircut or just to visit?”

“I-I'm coming for a haircut…” she told me shyly with her tail, looking at the empty seat. All four of her hands covered her chest in embarrassment.

"Sure! Come in and have a seat!” I said with my right head, pointing to the chair with my hands, “Do you want any special cut?” I asked her with my left head.

“Just the way I have it… just a little shorter,” Star replied, sitting in her seat as I put the apron on and covering her body below her neck. With my hand I stroked her hair while I grabbed my scissors, using my fingers to keep her hair level with her ears. “About this short?” I asked.

Star just nodded while smiling with her tail. I held the strap of her mask to remove it and I could see how Star tensed a little. “Oh, I'm sorry… is it okay if I take off your mask? I might cut its straps by accident while cutting your hair,” I said.

Her eyes met mine in the mirror and then I remembered that I’ve never seen her without her mask before. I pat her head with one hand. “Don't worry, we are among mutants… there is something there that is part of your mutation, right?” I said with my right head before continuing with my left. “Let me guess, is it a vagina?”

Star's eyes lit up. “How do you know?” she asked with her tail.

“I've seen everything in this salon already and there aren’t many reasons to always wear a mask and only use your tail to talk… don't you think?”

Star's tail giggled as she nodded, blushing slightly. Little by little she removed her mask to reveal a vertical vagina where her mouth should go. I took my scissors and started cutting her hair while I continued talking to her.

“Isn’t it uncomfortable to breathe always wearing a mask?” I asked curiously.

“I'm used to it, it's not like I have any other option in public.”

“It makes sense… that explains why I only saw you eat and drink only with just your tail.”

“The vagina on my face is also connected to my stomach… but I can only drink through it and I have no taste buds.”

“Yeah… I imagine that drinking a liquid through your vagina may not be the best experience in the world.”

Star could only laugh. “Hahaha, of course not.”

“Do the girls know about this?” I asked.

“Antonella knows, and I think the twins realized about it… but I haven't shown it to any of them before,” she replied.

“Wow… I feel privileged then,” I told her as I continued cutting her hair, watching with my other head to see if another client didn't come in the meantime. A few minutes later a girl with four arms and four breasts entered the room and sat down to wait. Star quickly covered her face with the apron, even though the new customer didn't notice anything. I leaned down, patting her shoulders and showing her the back of her head with a mirror.

“Don't worry… I'm done,” I told her, before giving her the mask again. Star took out her wallet to pay me and I surreptitiously held two of her hands, making her put her wallet away. I winked at her with my right head and gave her a big hug.

“It's good to see you Star… visit me whenever you like and say hello to the girls for me if you see them,” I told her.

“Oh! Antonella is outside… I came with her,” she responded with her tail while she laughed.

"WHAT?! Why didn’t she come in too?”

“She said she didn't want to bother the clients…” Star told me.

“Tell her next time to stop worrying about it and to at least come in and say hello…!”

Star nodded, also greeting the mutant who was waiting for her to be done. The mutant greeted her back with one of her four hands and nodded back with a smile. Seconds later I prepared everything for attending to this mutant, who had noticeably short hair and was coming to dye it.

The rest of the day I only had non-mutant customers, or at least people that looked like it. At 5:00 pm I closed the salon and finished the day. The trip back was quite uneventful and I arrived home around 7:00 pm after stopping by the market to buy ingredients for dinner.

Around 9:00 pm I grabbed my phone while waiting for my dinner to cook. I looked through my contacts finding Antonella online and decided to send her a message.

“Hey, Star told me you accompanied her to my store today! >.> >.>”

"Henlo! Yeah, we were walking down the avenue and she needed a haircut so there was no better professional to recommend than you <3” she replied.

“Next time come say hello! >:c”

“I didn't want to disturb your work… besides I stayed outside watching the mutants pass by and devising scenes for my stories~”

“You base your stories on mutants you see on the street and put them in erotic scenes??!”

“Eh… not all of them are erotic… but yeah, have you seen the one that came in after Star?”

“Oh, yeah… the short-haired girl with four arms and four breasts?” I replied.

“You don’t pay enough attention despite the two heads, do you? There was something more >:3”

“I think you're just a pervert who only looks at people's crotches…”

“I never said anything about crotches… so you also saw it hahaha” she responded, filling me with laughing emoticons.

“Okay, yeah… well, next time just go inside. Maybe I can inspire you for a story, I have some ideas in mind”

"Really?" she responded excitedly, “and why don't you tell me now?”

“Because this way I force you to leave the house more and visit me”

"Wow... you and your obsession for making me go out -3-"

“Hehehe, but it works. it's for your good <3 I'm going to take care of my dinner now or my food will burn”

"Enjoy foods!" she replied before ending the conversation.

Later after finishing dinner, I took off my work clothes and my bra, walking topless again as I stretched my arms and walked towards my bed. I yawn with both heads before turning my body and lying on my back on the bed, relaxing my arms at the sides of my heads and staring at the ceiling of my room.

“Today has been a nice day…” I said, placing both of my heads on the pillows. When I closed my eyes, the images of the mutants who visited my salon today came to my mind. I opened my eyes again, feeling my pulse quicken as I remembered what Antonella had mentioned.

“In the end I'm no different from her…” I said, casually playing with one of my breasts. I sighed with both heads and turned to grab my phone, searching through the files on it with my left head while I looked at my body with my right one and started caressing myself, pulling down my panties in the process. I finally found last month's Mutant Monthly, browsing through its pages and choosing one of the stories to read while I enjoyed playing with my body.

“Gosh... this story was written by Antonella,” I said to myself as I kissed the cheek of my right head with my left head, “...Well, it's not something I'm going to tell her,” I said laughing mischievously.

I think I managed to enjoy three orgasms before falling asleep, just to start my routine again. I wonder what kind of mutants are going to visit me tomorrow.