This story is part six following the story Sorceress pt5. Make sure to read the story from the first part and continue chronologically. This story also contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts and unusual settings. If you are a person who dislikes NBM (natural body magic) fetishes, then stop reading and leave for your own good.

Thank you.

 Fight between me and that grave robbing fucker continued, he stole my head, yet again, and run tried to escape me. Even without head I managed to strike him with my spells. He however was just fine from the blast, since my decapitated head made a shield spell and protected both of them. I heard my voice saying the words to cast that particular spell. I would think that it was pretty weird and surreal hearing your own head say things you don’t want it to because you have no control over it, but my body was too focused on the battle to care for any thinking. I head a slam on the pillar while fighting him. He was probably slamming my head over the pillar in a attempt to stun me, but doesn’t know that each piece of me has it’s own consciousness. He then launched on me with his sword cutting both of my arms and then my upper torso. Now I only was a pair of legs connected to a belly. “If I can’t throw fireballs at you, then enjoy fire arrows shoot from my vagina” I thought. He left his original position, meaning that I no longer knew where he was, so I just continued shooting arrow shaped fire charges around myself. It was in the end, completely useless, since he managed to sneak close to me and cut my remaining body vertically in half. Both of my legs fell and I only heard him escaping the tomb with my unconscious head.

Each of my body parts had mind of its own, moving sporadically and trying to reconnect, or at least some of them. The smartest part of me was my left leg with half of my belly. She had my spine and most of the ganglia around my sensitive parts. I as this part remember that I was slowly crawling to the ring in hopes to find my right leg. I felt scared when something touched me. It was a hand. I didn’t know that it was my hand, I was just one half of ass crawling on the floor. The hand grabbed a handful of my butt, squeezing it and even slapping it. My other leg tried the same, but instead bumped into my torso. The torso couldn’t do anything, just jiggle her tits and that’s it. My right hand wasn’t as smart as the other one and just went as far away from the rest of me as possible. The left hand continued to harass my ass and even moved onto my halved vagina. As she was trying to find my clitoris, the half of my pussy that I had became extremely wet and slippery. My visible part of clitoris grew twice it’s normal size and my leg became extremely horny. Any other part of me didn’t even noticed it. As my right arm reached the corner of the tomb, she got an idea, how about some fireballs! Loud explosion happened and all of my parts stopped for a second before continuing doing their business. Meanwhile my right hand was launched at my torso, bumping into her and then connecting. Torso flexed with her newly acquired a arm and my left leg squirted on her during my orgasm. She got angry at my legs, so she used the advantage of having my uterus exposed and punched my right leg right into my ovaries. Then she pushed herself on the floor towards my left leg to do the same, but instead my left arm jumped from fingering me right on her tits and squeezed them with all of its force. My left leg quickly crawled towards my right one and reconnected. Now having both of my legs together, I still wasn’t able to get up. The rapy arm finally lost and was connected to the torso, this however only made the whole torso much hornier and more aggressive. Running on her hand she stated to finger all of my holes, with occasional breast squeeze. I came on my torso several times and heard the torso moan couple of times. My two halves after hours of fighting and masturbating finally connected together and stood up. Having my spine connected back in one piece allowed me to think a little bit better. “Yes, my head, it gone, must leave, opening on top.” These were my first thoughts at that time when I reconnected. Using a fireball spell, I opened the lid of the tomb. My body taught “What now?” and then started walking around the room aimlessly trying to find anything that could work. “Yes, yes, yes, yeees” were the thoughts that were going trough every nerve of my body. My arms and legs felt warm from happiness, my nipples got erect from the excitement of leaving this place and in my clitoris, every nerve that I have there wanted to leave.

Outside it was cold. I don’t know if it was because of it being nighttime, or being winter. It still didn’t stop me. Even though I can no longer share senses or consciousness with my head, I can still feel where it is. “Head, that way, no, also that way, but that way stronger, oh no, my head in many piece, no, fast.” Those were my thoughts at that time. As expected, I decided to run as quickly as possible. That was a mistake, because I tripped immediately afterwards right into a thorny bushes. It was pretty painful, but fortunately I couldn’t bleed, it was simply impossible for a being this much filled with raw magic. I still had wounds, but they heal immediately. The pain was big enough that my throat started to scream, it was controlled mostly subconsciously, or at least I still didn’t know how to use it without head. Even without running I was tripping over, because I had no idea what was where. The loud noises that I made attracted wolfs, a lot of them. Once I heard them coming to me, I den my fists ablaze, and prepared for a fight. I didn’t wanna use my fireballs, since I would be missing them a lot. Punching few of them with fire as they were jumping on me scared most of them away. Those that stayed or managed to bite me tore a small piece of flesh from me. They were fast and hungry and I left my lunar necklace in the tomb, so if they bite enough flesh from me, I would no longer have any more mana to regenerate. I was doomed, until someone saved me. I was soo glad that they appeared just in time. Then we’re bandits that wanted to steal from me. I didn’t care at all, since I didn’t even get that they were malicious criminals, I was just happy I wasn’t eaten by wolfs. When they saw me being completely naked, they were a little bummed for a moment, because they couldn’t steal anything from me, but then they realised that I had more to offer then just stuff to steal.