This choice: put your head on Beckie's body after all and use her body to drive yourself. • Go Back...Chapter #15put your head on Beckie's body after all an... by: Unknown "I guess you're right, I'll have to drive there myself." You said. Noticing Beckie's expression go from slightly smug to slightly downtrodden as she realized the implications of her victory in this argument, namely that she thinks you'll be asking for your body back and she'll be stuck at home having a normal boring evening while you're off having a literally magical adventure at Anna's house, you smile and say "Would you mind putting me on your body?"
Beckie's eyes lit up, and your mannish body gave the most girly hop of excitement it had even been made to do. "You got it!" She said, scooping you up without a moment of hesitation and running over to her former body. You noticed now that Beckie's original body had been standing still in a sort of slouched neutral pose, but when Beckie approached it carrying your head it suddenly sprung back to life and reached out to take you, as though she had to concentrate to control her detached now that her head was attached to your body, and if she didn't concentrate it just went into sleep mode. Grabbing your head tightly with her soft hands, her slender young female arms struggling a little more in supporting your weight than your older more developed male arms. "Wow, never noticed how strong you were." She said, slowly wiggling your head up and down in her headless body's arms. "Or how heavy you were." She teased.
"Not my fault you're built like a stick." You answered back, then added "Now hurry up and put me on that scarecrow you call a body, Anna's a-waitin'."
Beckie shot you annoyed glance, but complied with your request, her body turning you around and planting you firmly on her shoulders. The nothingness beneath your neck was replaced with a definite somethingness, though that something was not the something you were used to. You felt smoother, softer, and above all, smaller.
"Holy crap, you're like a dwarf!" You joked, running up your former body and reaching high over your head just to touch the top of Beckie's, jumping up to see it.
"Har har har. You want to see a real dwarf? Because I can arrange that." Beckie said, brandishing the rapier.
"I'm just teasing Beck, sheesh." You said, patting her twice on the scalp before backing off. "Now give me my keys and my sword, I've got some underaged driving to do and some magic to perform!"
"On one condition." Beckie said, reaching into your jeans and grabbing your keys with your free hand while pointing her rapier wielding hand towards you. "I get to come with you!"
"What?" You ask, more confused than upset.
"Bro, you've got a MAGIC FREAKING SWORD! I want to see what sort of crazy crap it can do just as much as you do!" She said, lightly swishing the tip of the sword around for emphasis. "Besides, it's not like I can stay here. You said it yourself, the house is going to be packed. Even if I try to stay in my room as much as possible I'm going to come down for dinner and I doubt my sudden six inch growth spurt will go unnoticed."
"Eh... more like seven and a half." You joke, knowing that Beckie was a hair over 5'3" on a good day while you were very near 5'11". Beckie gave another fake laugh and you responded with a real one, and said "Alright, fine. You can come too. But you're MY guest in HER house, so you have to listen to and do whatever we say, got it?"
She whipped out your keys and tossed them at her chest, the jangling metal bouncing off your small but still developing right boob and landing in your hand after a quick scramble. "Got it, let's go!" She said, pointing the rapier towards the door. Without comment, you walked to the door with your sword wielding sister casting a shadow over your now tiny body, taking Beckie's phone out of your pocket and typing a quick excuse to mom, saying that she (you) were going to a friend's house for a a group project/sleep over while Beckie likewise texted her that you (she) was going to your girlfriend Anna's house. The two of you then piled into the hunk of junk that you and Jordan were forced to call your shared car, Beckie instinctively sitting in the back seat as you or Jordan always called shotgun, while you spent several minutes adjusting the seat to accommodate for Beckie's tiny teenaged body. After finding a compromise between "actually being able to reach the peddles" and "actually being able to see over the wheel", which roughly allowed you to do both so long as you sat perfectly still and straight, you drove off, finding the handling of the vehicle much poorer with your shorter limbs and less practiced muscle memory.
Still, you managed to make the drive safely, and pulling up into Anna's driveway the two of you could not stop giggling as you approached Anna's doorway, Beckie following closely behind you clutching the rapier. While you knocked on Anna's door.
A few seconds passed, and just before you could ring the doorbell the door swung open, revealing your lovely girlfriend in a revealing outfit of short shorts and a tank top one size too large for her. "Hey Terr-AAAH!" She screamed, jumping nearly a full foot off the ground as she recoiled from the bizarre spectacle on her doorstep. You and Beckie immediately burst out laughing, you doubling over while Beckie slapped your back and cackled. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" Anna demanded, still stepping back and looking over her shoulder as though she were readying herself to sprint off like the final girl in a horror movie.
"Re-relax Anna!" You said, trying to suppress your giggles. "Relax!" It's just a little magic trick!" You said.
"HUH?" Was her articulate response.
"Magic!" Beckie said, waving the sword above her head. "Like, the stuff we all believed in as kids, then most of us stopped believing in at some point? Turns out, it's a real thing! And we're proof of it."
"Huh?" She responded again, though this time it was somewhat calmer.
"Yeah, so I went to this shop, Franz Joseph Illusions or whatever, and it turns out that it doesn't just sell cheap stage props, it sells actual magical artifacts." You explained. "Like this!" You pointed to the rapier, which Beckie playfully wiggled. "This sword can cut off any body part without hurting it, and with the person it was cut from able to feel and control everything just like it was still attached to them."
"And... your heads? Why..." Anna pointed at your face and then Beckie's, fear slowly turning to confusion.
"Well, we cut our own heads off for fun." Beckie said, giggling a little at the absurdity of her statement. "Then as a joke I put my head on Terrance's shoulders. Turns out, if you stick a head on someone else's body, you take control of it!"
"That... huh." Anna said, fascinated. "And you allowed Beckie to keep your body while you took hers?" She asked you.
"I'm not letting her keep it forever!" You said, somewhat defensively. "She's just borrowing it for a little while. I WAS going to show up here as just a head to freak you out even more, but since Beckie can't drive, and since she was already wearing my body there was only one option left." You poked your own belly. "So, care to see this thing in action?"
Anna didn't hesitate for a second. "Yes! Get in here and make some magic!" You and Beckie complied, stepping off the porch and into her home, closing the door behind you. "So, what are we gonna do first?" Anna asked, her voice trembling with excitement.
"I have an idea." Beckie said. Rather than expanding on what that idea was, however, she just swung the rapier, cutting off...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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