This choice: That's how you've always been to her. • Go Back...Chapter #5That's how you've always been to her. by: Slainte   You froze when Mikki came back into the room, caught with one hand on "your" breasts and another halfway down your skirt. Face burning up in embarrassment you quickly withdrew both your hands, feeling rather awkward and guilty. "Mikki... I... Uh..."
"Relax! If I knew you were busy I'd have waited," Mikki answered, laughing a bit at your expense. When she noticed the concerned look on your face she sobered up, frowning as she stepped into the room and looked at you worriedly. "Something wrong? Something happen with Rebecca?"
She had to be kidding right? Here you were sitting, well now standing with the aforementioned friend's body below your head. As if incredulous that your girlfriend would ask that question you gestured to yourself, even going so far as to place your new dainty hands under your breasts. "Uh... Yeah, she's right here!" Again your girlfriend gave you a confused look, getting an annoyed sigh out of you.
"What...? Why are you touching your breasts?" Mikki asked, even more confused now. Not paying much mind to the shocked look on your face she went over to your body, which to your surprise sat up as she placed a hand on its shoulder. "Becca, are you okay?" she asked, forgetting your friend was without hearing for a moment, instead patting "her" shoulder to let her know she was alright. "Really, what's got you so worked up? Did she fall or something?"
"Uh... No, I just couldn't find her for a second, she kind of wandered off." you lied, lowering your gaze as your girlfriend helped the new Rebecca to her seat. Unbelievable, she didn't see anything wrong with you? Your head was atop a girl's body after all, the very same girl you two had been fussing over just moments before. How didn't she see that anything was amiss? Letting out a sigh of confusion you settled onto the couch, lifting a hand to rub at your forehead. So your girlfriend now saw this as normal, despite your body clearly being a young woman's?
After situating Rebecca in an armchair Mikki came over to your side, smiling curiously as she sat beside you. "Headache?" she asked, reaching over and feeling your forehead with the back of her hand. She still didn't see anything wrong with you, it was so strange. Pulling her hand back your girlfriend looked over to your former headless body, her smile fading as she shook her head. "Like I was saying, my mom won't be home for a little while so we've got time to look for Rebecca's head. Any idea where it might be?"
You heard Mikki talking, kind of, but your mind was elsewhere at the moment... As well as your eyes and hands. So a woman's body was now, in a way, rightfully yours? The very much male part of you that was in control didn't miss what this meant, and with both curiosity and hormones at a high you had gone back to unceremoniously groping your friend's breasts in plain view. After a second your girlfriend's words registered though and you reluctantly dropped your hands, smiling at her bashfully when she rolled her eyes. "Uh... The field maybe? I mean, her head may not have gone far? She might have passed out or something from shock, losing your body can do that I'd guess..." you mumble, reflexively looking over at your own sitting in the armchair in an oddly feminine manner. Man this was strange.
"Well then we check the field! She's got to be around here somewhere, we can't just leave her like this, right?" Mikki was surprisingly gun-ho about helping out Rebecca, you guessed it was just her wanting to be helpful. Following her as you both rose to your feet, you watched her take Rebecca's hand, leading her towards the door to leave. "Come on Becca, we'll get your head back soon enough."
Perhaps a touch reluctantly you followed along, finding it a touch awkward with your new body to walk along. While Becca didn't dress provocatively in the slightest you couldn't help but be aware of the way your new figure moved with each step. Feeling your hips sway and the slight bounce of your breasts made your cheeks flush more than once, and at one point you opted to even try supporting them by tucking your arms beneath them, finding pushing them up to be just as uncomfortable. The walk back to the park didn't take too long and soon you and Mikki began your search for Rebecca's head.
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