Without much hesitation you pull the head off a nearby small dog and proceed to place the woman's head in its place. She seemed even more disoriented now. She now controlled the body of a small dog instead of her own, which could barely support the weight of a human head. She was managing, but it was clear that she was struggling to stumble around on the four small paws. You briefly thought about putting her head back on her own body when you were in for a surprise.
The woman's body, seemingly operating on auto-pilot, immediately began searching for a head. Yours was apparently the closet. It reached up, grabbed your head clean off your own body, and placed it upon its own. It was weird feeling breasts on your chest -- even small ones. Other feelings of being a woman were odd as well -- including a voice between your legs and what felt like a rather round, curvaceous booty that had been hidden in the woman's baggy jeans.
"I would've thought her body would've just gone limp once she controlled another one," You said to Sarah.
"Me too." She replied.
Then both of you were suddenly concerned about your own body, which you turned to look at. You stared in horror as you saw your own body running away with the dog's head attached.
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