"Bonk!" Carly chirped, pulling the knife away from Zoe's forehead. "Hellllooo?"
Rapidly blinking, "Zoe" looked around the room before locking on onto Holly's comatose body, her eyes going wide. "What did you do to me?"
"Are you Zoe?"
"O-Of course not!!" She shouted. "I'm Holly and that knife did-"
"Oh yeah, I guess this orb looks like Zoe now..." Carly muttered, looking at the knife's handle before quickly bonking Zoe's forehead again.
"Did you do it?" Zoe asked, back in her body. "Carly?"
"Well, that answers that." Carly said, walking over and tapping Holly's sleeping forehead with the butt of the knife.
"-SOMETHING!" Holly shouted, a weird sound coming from her mouth as she looked around and sat up. "How did I get on the floor?"
"Carly, what's going on?" Zoe asked. "I'm so confused..."
"Theory time again. So no bitching if it's wrong later, mmkay?" Carly began, clearing her throat. "If I tap the back of the knife against your head, possibly other places, your soul gets in here. Your consciousness gets cut off at that moment. I hit an empty body, the soul just goes back in, easy. If I hit an occupied body, they swap places. Got it?"
"So you did hit me." Zoe asked with a glare. "Be honest or I'll find a nice table edge and go wild."
"Yeah. You were in the knife, for like... 20 seconds." Carly answered. "Why, you wanna go back in?"
"You two have still not explained a single thing that makes sense." Holly muttered, shaking her head as she stood up. "Please explain. Everything."
"Alright, well..." Carly began...
Back With Steven
"Psst. Second time already?" Tiffany whispered as Alice attempted to scan the label on a box of screwdrivers. "You're gonna get me pregnant, man."
"I can't help it!" Steven whispered back, sweat pouring off of his body as he struggled to maintain any sense of composure. "You're like, my fifth time! And I never walked around during the first four!"
"It says something about a warehouse?" Alice asked. "What does that mean?"
"We've probably got a shipment of them scheduled soon, I'm guessing you hit the button on the left there." Tiffany answered. "Oooh, you got hard again already..."
"Okay, how do I know where they go?" Alice asked, scratching her head. "The middle button?"
"I'll show you." Tiffany muttered, winking at Steven. As she strutted over, squeezing and relaxing her snatch with every step, Steven's face went pale, his toes wiggling violently as he struggled to stay silent. "Let's check the label, okay?" Tiffany chirped, squatting slightly to point at the area. Immediately, she could feel Steven's member thrash around inside, beginning to wildly spurt as he leaked out a quiet groan of pleasure. "Number three..."
"Number three?" Alice asked. "Where's that at?"
"That's something else, sorry. Just press..."
"Are you sick?" Nicola asked, walking up beside Steven. "You're pale and sweating... I'll get-"
"No... I need your help." Steven panted, shakily pointing at Tiffany. "This is going to sound insane, but she's having sex with me right now. She has my penis inside her and-"
"I'll call Emergency Services, you're not well." Nicola whispered, giving a calming smile. "You just sit down and-" She stopped suddenly, hearing a thud. "What was..."
"Your arm." Steven grunted, holding the knife in his hand. "See how you can still feel it and move it?"
"I can... Steven, what is this?" Nicola asked. "That didn't happen to-"
"Mmmhmmm! I need you to take it away from her. Please!" Steven pleaded...
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