"Hey Cerea, what's it like having legs?" Miia raised a hand to her scaly chin, transfixed by the horse's hooves. It was Sunday afternoon, and they were attending to their hobbies without clothes on. Given it was the weekend, who would be watching them anyways?

"And what of it? Can't come up with a more intellectual subject to pass the time with?" Cerea was in the middle of polishing her sword (a tedious yet calming task for the equine) and didn't want to be interrupted for something so trivial.

"Just answer the question blondie." The snake bluntly interjected, much like the weapon the prim pony was preparing.

"Very well! I'm able to run at magnificent speeds, jump gracefully through the air, and allow Milord to ride on me to various locales without issue!" Cerea gloated. She took pride in being able to help out the household at any time for transportation needs.

"Oh yeah? Well, I can climb up trees by wrapping around with my tail and capture enemies by constricting them! I bet you can't do THAT without some dumb shiny stick." Miia covered her face and giggled raucously.

"W-W-WHAT? Such impudence! My chivalrous sword is MORE than enough to slash my foes to the brink of defeat! And in a pinch I can always kick them where it hurts! Try protecting someone without feet! My advice; you are unable to!" Cerea took offense and retaliated back to the lamia.

"Come on, Cerea! I was just joking around! Why do you gotta take everything so seriously? And F.Y.I. I can always still slap you a new one, care to test it out with your head being the practice target?" The cold-blooded charmer was simmering with aggression by now, and things were looking hairy until--

"Sheesh, you two! Can't a woman get some sleep around here? What's all this talk about legs?” The chitinous arachnid chastised. Rachnera enjoyed her beauty sleep more than anything, so to have a literally rude awakening made her extra grouchy. “In case you forgot, I have the most of them. And every single one probably has more class than a smelly mare and a saucy snake could EVER have!"

"Your tactics are unsavory on the best of days, what with your web-spitting, and ceiling crawling, and ESPECIALLY your problematically poisonous fangs!" Cerea got furious too, holding her 'little metal friend' as it gleamed in the light of the room.

"Uh, yeah. She's a spider; they're kind of known for that. What they SHOULDN'T be known for is stealing MY DARLING on a daily basis!" Miia furrowed her brows in annoyance.

"Like you're one to talk! Your venomous teeth are in a mouth full of brazenness and stupidity! You're just jealous that Honey is a leg man, which you'll NEVER BE." Rachnera called out.

"...!!!...WHHHHY YOOOOU LITTLE--" Miia pounced from a coiling maneuver in rage.

At the moment the three of them collided, they had accidentally smashed their heads against each other, causing something strange to happen...

"Ugghhh...what did you do that for? Now your heavy-ass bodies are tangled up in mine..." Miia had given up the fight now that pain was involved.

"Not any worse than your slithering form sprawled unsightly..." Cerea tried her best to stop the commotion in time but failed spectacularly.

"Whatever, let's just stop stomping around in anger. I'm tired of this dumb debate." Rachnera also wanted nothing to do with this debacle.

"Nonononono...this can't be real! How am I supposed to get around with Miera's legless body?!?"

"What the FUCK is this? I'm missing four legs over here due to Ceriia's dumb body!!"

"C-C-Calm down, Miera! Maybe this is all a dream, and I'll wake up soon embracing Dar-HONEY'S arms!" Miera was panicking, and for good reason. How COULD you adjust to having eight extra legs and a permanently higher elevation in a calm manner?

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!! If you and Rachnerea didn't egg me on, I wouldn't be stuck to the ground like this! Now I can't be of service to Milo-DARLING..." Ceriia moped aloud. This was an exaggeration; she would be able to move just fine, that is if she could figure out how to use her new seven meter long body.

"Although...there's at least two bigger benefits here to speak of...you think Hon-MILORD would mind me providing him with some bags of eye-candy to look at?" Rachnerea noted. Even though she presently had half the legs, she still kept abreast in another unrelated, mountainous department...

"Huh?!? What are you saying, you freaky insect-faced horsie? You said it yourself that Honey's a leg man, so what's boobs got to do with it?" Miera questioned with a sharp claw on her hips.

"Hmm...mmm...CURSES! She's right! Darling wouldn't like someone with such a small bust size like I!" Ceriia realized in agony, peering down at a newly lacking view.

"If you're so unsure about your tits, then why not try to compare them up close and personal with me? Perhaps Milord would get some entertainment out of this if he shows up right about now~" Rachnerea goaded, pushing her chest up with her humanoid arms.

"A-Ah! Why do you gotta involve me with this boob battle with Ceriia, Rachnerea?" Miera had one eye closed, but wasn't backing down out of a compe-tit-tive spirit.

"Getting beat out by my own proud and noble breasts...this is so embarrassing..." Ceriia could only leave her shocked mouth wide open, aghast at the situation unfolding in front of her.

"I'm only doing this to show off how amazing my body is~ Nothing more, and nothing less!" Rachnerea kept pushing herself against the other two in a three way harvest festival of hefty honkers, resting her arms on top of her sizeable smushers in turn.

"(Ah forget it! Honey will still like me the way I am, with my pale spider body and lovely proportions. And I know just the way to do it~ With some web bondage of course!)" Miera resigned, taking to her new form with ease.

"(Guess I'll just have to wrap myself around Darling...if there's one thing I have above these two it's that he might not enjoy large, unseemly chests like theirs as much as they'd like to think! I sure hope so is what I'll tell myself...)" Ceriia pondered, feeling envious of something she once took for granted.

"(The idea of riding Milord was fun, but him taking control and riding me in more ways than one might be kinky as well~ Making me his loyal servant DOES have a nice ring to it~)" Rachnerea smiled, confident that she'd pleasure him in a whole new fashion.

And that's all for now. It had been a bit since the last head swap image of MonMusu I posted, and I enjoyed this edit enough to make a long-ass diatribe again. As expected of me! Hopefully you get something out of it, or maybe you just like the picture itself; that's fine as well! I'm just a context-driven sack of meat and flesh and bones after all...uhhh anyways. I guess I'll end by asking if you prefer seeing head swap images from specifics series, or if you would like to see more original characters from no particular show. Until then, have yourself a good one wherever it is that you're at!