The Pillow

Sabrina looked herself up and down in the mirror, finally confident in her appearance. It’d taken a bit to get used to the three pairs of breasts on her torso, but even longer to get used to the modularity her body now had. Whenever she wanted she could separate her head, arms, and legs much like a Barbie doll’s limbs would pop right off. There was no pain involved, no damage to her being. It was like she was living clay. As she’d learned about her mutation she began to realize people found these traits hypnotic, almost impossible to ignore. However, it was a little disheartening to have mere strangers more enthused about her mutation than her boyfriend, Josh, was. She’d tried everything, but neither teasing him nor posing in sexy lingerie was getting her anywhere. It was like he was completely naïve. After two months of dating, Sabrina was ready to do a little more than just kiss. She didn’t want to break up with him – he was a very sweet guy after all – but she was getting a little tired of waiting. So she concocted a little plan. That night she waited for him in his apartment, perched perfectly on his bed. Her arms and legs had been detached and placed in a nearby corner, leaving her torso to lay flat on the bed in a pastel colored body suit that highlighted her six ample breasts. “Hey there, love,” she said when he walked into the bedroom after a long day at work. “You get to use me as your personal pillow tonight.” Josh was a bit dumbfounded, standing there with his mouth agape while he tried to wrap his head around what she was saying. “W-what?” “It’s a roleplay, silly,” Sabrina said with a coy smile spread across her cute face. Josh still hadn’t moved from his spot in the doorway. “A roleplay…to do what?” “Whatever you want,” she said with a wink. Josh padded across the carpet and picked her up in his arms, hugging her tightly. Sabrina felt a flutter in her chest. Finally maybe things would go somewhere. Her plan seemed to be working. Or so she thought. “Your skin is so soft,” Josh said as he carried her to the couch and then began to use her as if she was an actual pillow. He propped her up and leaned back against her while he played video games, scrolled social media, and even took a nap. Her breasts became nothing more than extra padding for his head. Sabrina was annoyed. Fuming even. “Josh!” she said, startling him awake. “You really want to literally sleep on me all night?!” He remained silent, surprised by her outrage. She’d said he could use her as a pillow so that’s what he’d done. But clearly he had missed something. He looked at her, scanning her up and down, taking in how she was dressed and remembering the sensual tone her voice had when he’d first found her in the bedroom. Slowly, realization began to dawn on him… “There are more interesting ways to use a pillow ya know,” Sabrina said haughtily. If she’d had her arms still attached they’d be crossed over her chest. As it was she just turned her head away, unable to look at him. Pluck. Without warning he’d reached over and detached her head from her torso, bringing it over to him and pressing a kiss to her lips. Gentle at first then harder, deeper than he’d ever kissed her before. The action had taken her by surprise but Sabrina wasn’t going to waste this opportunity. She moaned into his mouth, her detached torso shuddering from the sudden sensation. Josh carried her – head and torso alike – back to his bed, kissing up her neck, across her cheek, and finally back to her lips. He slipped her torso beneath his arm as he caressed her. For the first time he was allowing himself to fully explore her mutation and get lost in it. He gently lowered her head onto the actual pillow on the bed and then took one of her arms. He looked at her with a mixture of mischief and shyness, like someone discovering a sex toy for the first time. "What if…?" he whispered. "Do whatever you want with me," Sabrina replied, with a mischievous smile. One of her arms began to caress his own soft skin, his hard chest and abs, down to his crotch where it stroked him drawing a ragged moan from his own lips. He kissed her harder, getting lost in the sensation of her six breasts pressed against him, the surety and tightness of her hand sliding along his hard length. He licked and kissed each of her breasts as his own body grew tauter. Hers did the same, wringing deep guttural moans from her. She watched him explore her, his enjoyment in her body bringing her nearly as much pleasure as his mouth sucking at one of her nipples was. With one hand he grabbed her separated legs and wrapped them around him. They immediately tightened around him, drawing him tighter against her as if they were still attached to her. “I never imagined your body-“ he began but she cut him off. “It’s all yours.” Her words were breathy and squeezed out between nibbles at his ear and love bites down his neck. “Play with me.” The room was a scene of pleasure and moans, each person lost in the others body and all the sensations flooding through them. Her hands caressed his body and stroked his dick. Her legs clung to him, her torso trembled beneath him as he rocked against her, thrusting into her hand. And then he couldn’t take it anymore. With one fluid motion he removed her clothes and his own and settled her onto him. His dick slid in easily and deeply, every inch of Sabrina shuddering at the sensation. Her six breasts swayed as he thrust into her. They stayed that way the rest of the night. Kissing, moaning, exploring. Sabrina had never thought her mutation could bring her this much pleasure and give her so much erotic power. The spark had gone from nearly non-existent to raging fire in the course of one night.