Chapter #6Cuts off Emily's head by: Unknown Emily's eyes fly open as her head begins to topple forward, Joan having sliced through the base of her neck with one deft flick of her wrist. Emily is just barely able to catch herself despite her tumbling viewpoint and differences in balance, her body almost falling over in the attempt. Joan then plops her head onto Emily's body, her former one pausing briefly before slumping to the floor, apparently no longer anyone's control without a head. "What the hell mom?!" Emily demands, furious that Joan had body snatched her.
"I'm sorry dear, but you're being difficult! Both Terrance and I were willing to make compromises and you aren't. It's not like I want to do this, it's just that if we have to leave here with no one satisfied or with 2/3 people content I'm going with the latter option." She explained. She set Emily's fuming head down on the bed before retrieving the rapier from her numb body's hand. "Huh, I didn't think I'd lose control of my own body. I guess someone can only have control of one body at a time and once I put my head on this one the old one went numb. Weird." She paused briefly before making an addendum "Relatively speaking, of course." Joan then sliced her own head off of Emily's body which she continued to control and pointed the rapier at you. "So, are you ready or what?"
Nodding you take a hold of your hair with your right hand and tilt your chin up completely exposing your neck. You feel the tingling sensation of the magic move quickly through the base of your neck and before you know it you're carrying your own head above your shoulders. You extend your head to Joan who sets the rapier aside and handed you her own head, the two of you making an exchange. "On three?" You ask, holding Joan's head over your shoulder. Joan moves you over Emily's body's shoulders and you made the count. "One... two... three!" The two of you lower the heads in unison and in an instant control is swapped, Joan getting your male body and you getting the sexy female body of Emily who was still a frustrated head on the bed. "Wow, this feels.. new." You simply state, your hands feeling up your rear and hips.
"Tell me about it!" Joan states, flexing her male arms. "Alright Terrence, I'm going to go and... experiment, if you wouldn't mind."
You nod. "Yeah, be my guest! Just don't get too rough with me, I'd like that back at some point!"
Joan laughs and begins walking out of the room, leaving you with the rapier and the assorted parts of her and Emily. "Alright, I'll see you at dinner!" As she leaves you check the clock, it was currently three thirty, so you had about three hours to mess about with the rapier or this body before dinner time.
"You suck Terrence!" Emily says from behind you, drawing your attention.
"I'm not the one who decapitated you!" You argue. "Plus you WERE being a bit of a brat. Mom and I both just wanted to mess around with MAGIC for a bit, you didn't have to be such an uncooperative stick in the mud."
She simply rolls her eyes. "Whatever. You still suck."
You sigh. What are you going to do with Emily's head?  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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