This choice: Open the box immediately • Go Back...Chapter #3Open the box immediately by: Unknown Unable to handle the suspense any further Jake proceeded to pull the top of the box off, revealing... white tissue paper and bubble wrap. Slightly confused Jake began drawing out the packing materials when his hand brushed across something, something that made his hair stand on end. It was hair. moving aside the last of the protective packaging Jake stared in a mix of awe and terror as he saw the top of a human head, more specifically the unmistakable apple red short cut and well groomed hair atop the head of his mother. His hands trembled as he reached in, mind completely devoid of any coherent thought as disbelief overtook him. Sure enough as he brought the item to is face he was greeted by the slack jawed yet still well maintained and beautiful face of the most familiar woman in his life.
Resisting the urge to scream in terror, remembering what the note said and trying his damnedest to believe it, to believe anything other than someone killing her and shipping him her head as some kind of sick joke Jake turned it over, looking at the base of where the head would've connected to the neck.
Jake's terror was replaced with shock as he saw the completely featureless base of her neck. No cuts, no stitches, nothing to indicate that it had even been removed or attached to anything, just smooth skin. Skin smoother than even the world's finest doctors and taxidermists could've ever made with the most precise instruments. Unnaturally natural smooth skin. Taking some time to really feel it Jake also notices that the head is very warm, as warm as any living head would be unlike the cold dead meat that he had thought he might have been shipped. Looking into the box once more Jake found a second, much smaller note again in his mother's handwriting. Setting the head aside he picks up the note and reads:
"Hopefully you haven't passed out or called the cops before seeing the bottom of my head tee-hee! Like I said, all the women in our family have the ability to detach parts harmlessly and transfer consciousness between them at will or keep the feeling in them while detached. Right now my entire soul is in my body and my head doesn't have any consciousness in it, it's just any empty noggin (though don't think for an instant I'll find any "airhead" jokes the slightest bit amusing when I next see you!) so you can do whatever you wish with it. I hope you'll groom it and take good care of it! I can't wait for you to receive my next box!- Love, mom  "
Setting the note down Jake takes the largest sigh of relief he probably ever had in his entire life. So, she really was fine? That's good. He then pick the head back up, looking it right in the eyes.
Despite knowing full well that it was wrong Jake couldn't help but admire how it looked, her face. He'd always said that if she ever got tired of life at home and occasional employment (Jake's father was a rather affluent man and could afford to comfortably support both he and his family leaving Jake's mom to take up only part time jobs whenever she got bored and quit when she tired of them) she could easily find work as a model. While always brushing aside Jake's comments in an overly modest fashion he had always meant it. Her cheeks and nose were perfectly proportioned and drew attention to her big kissable lips... "Did I really just think that?" Jake pondered aloud.
Staring at her longer he couldn't help but begin to feel something, something that he wasn't very comfortable feeling. He felt... extremely attracted to this soulless head of the woman who raised him. It wasn't just a physical thing though. If it was just looks he could pass it off as being biological instinct. It wasn't just that though... it was the fact that this head was now his. It was his to do as he pleased with it. No one around telling him what to do, no witnesses to see what he did with it, he could practically get away with anything... it was a thrill the likes of which he'd never experienced before. Tucking his newest and now most interesting toy under his arm Jake went around the house checking that every door was locked and every curtain drawn as tightly as it could be. Satisfied that no one could see into the home he sat down on the living room sofa, completely alone with the head. Alone with the toy.
Unable to resist the most animalistic of urges he brought the head to his lips and gave it a short kiss, sampling its flavor. For a moment he was enraptured in lust as his tongue dove in. Then, something happens. Before he could even grunt in shock the head began to reciprocate his gesture. Pulling it away immediately Jake stared at it, horrified that she'd been lying to him about not having control of it. He watched as for the next couple seconds the lips continued to move and the eyes remained shut before the motion slows to a stop, her jaw resumes its slack position, and her eyes reopen as though on a timer. He waited, the head remained motionless, not even a breath escaping from it. He brought it to his lips again and waited, a few seconds going by before it resumed kissing at which point he separate it again and the head repeated the same process as before. It then dawned on him, the head must have some sort of basic automated responses, no soul but some preprogrammed reactions to specific stimuli.
He smiled a wicked smile. This really was the best toy he'd ever gotten! Before he can even consider stopping himself Jake dropped his pants and kicked them across the room, sitting down on the couch and turning the head down. Jake knew that if there was a hell he'd definitely be going there after this, but frankly he didn't really care at this point! Jake shoved his cock into her mouth down to the base, the head luckily lacking any sort of gag reflex. Just like with the kiss nothing happens at first. Then, it starts. It's tongue begins rolling itself around the underside of Jake's erection, lips pulsating around the base as he simply laughed in ecstasy and joy. He slid the head up and down as he would any other sex toy in complete control of its movements and position. He can hardly contain himself for a minute before unloading into her, slamming his meat as far back as it could go and watching as his toy slurped it all up compliantly. He was far from done though, one climax not nearly enough to satiate Jake's before unimaginable excitement! He continued to bring it to the edge of his still very much engorged manhood, allowing it to kiss and flick the tip for a while before once again sliding it up and down his shaft.
Jake had no idea how long he'd played with it, probably a while as by the time he came out of his trance like fucking and ensuing sex coma it was already nightfall despite being mid day before. As he awakened Jake...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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