Tammy woke up with a massive headache, though at least she was breathing today. She opened up her eyes, glad she was able to do so and breathed a sigh of relief when she found herself in her bedroom. Her neck was leaning to the left and when she straightened it she hit another head. She let her head resume it's unnatural lean and turned to face the other head. It was identical to hers and leaned to right and was still blissfully asleep.

'That better not be who I think it is' Tammy thought as she attempted to sit up. The right side of her body didn't respond and so she used her left arm to push herself up.

Ryan woke up slowly, he was already sitting up and his head was hanging forward. He felt something tickling his face and when he opened his eyes it was filled with red hair. His heart skipped a beat when he saw his feminine body dressed in pink button up pajamas. Without thinking Ryan reached for one of his breasts with his right hand before the left grabbed it by the wrist. His heart began to beat with anger.

"Don't you dare..." Tammy's voice warned, next to him.

Ryan jumped in shock as he turned to face her banging the side of his head against hers.

"Oww.." they said in unison.

Ryan then leaned back and turned his head to see Tammy sharing a body with him. her body. He grabbed some of his red hair and noticed it was identical to hers as he moved his tongue around in his mouth, feeling the same teeth as yesterday. Ryan also had an identical head.

"Why does this challenge keep putting me with you?" Tammy asked angry. "You wore me two days ago, in fact you died in me. I was forced to cling to you, soaking in your blood," Tammy informed him. "Then given what that madman who put my brain in a jar said, I wasn't brain damaged by the way, you were in my head then too and then got attached to my body."

"Nothing happened, I died pretty much as soon as I was attached," Ryan defended.

"That doesn't make this okay..." Tammy waved her left hand over her body. "I've basically gotten zero privacy with you over the last few days. Now you have control of half my body, including my dominate hand. I'm not going to be able to do a thing without you..."

"I'm sorry" Ryan hang his head in shame. "This isn't ideal for me either. I don't want to be you and I'd give you full control of your body if I could." Ryan looked down at Tammy's body again, he was curious to touch it and his mind raced back to when she got turned into clothes, with the breast and vulva print on the clothes he put on, then there was yesterday when he saw her torso in the lab, completely naked before he was attached. Tammy had a nice figure probably the best of the three sisters, though Ryan loved Ester he couldn't help but find Tammy and Ruby attractive and today he was going to feel what it was like in Tammy's body.

"I felt that..." Tammy wasn't impressed when she felt the tingle she gets when she sees a guy she likes the looks of. "That better not have been about me." Tammy felt the tingle again. "Not ideal for you is it?"

Ryan tried to defend himself and say that he didn't mean it or that he couldn't help himself but Tammy was purposely exhaling so he couldn't talk properly. "Tammy can you just let.. hic.." Ryan started to say.

"...cup" Tammy finished.

"Great now we have... hic..."

"...cup"

"...the hiccups," Ryan managed to get out as he tried to control his breathing. Only Tammy was trying too and it just made things worse.

"It's my... cup... body. I'm contr.... cup... olling the breathing."

"Sorry... hic... force of... hic... habit."  Ryan made a conscious effort not to control the breathing, letting Tammy take over. "Just please don't stop me from talking again."

"No promises... cup.." Tammy said as the hiccups began to die down. "Now lets see if we can attempt to walk together, as you can no doubt tell, I need to go to the toilet," Tammy wasn't impressed she wouldn't be doing this alone.

Tammy got them started as she pivoted her body to the edge of the bed and went to stand up but almost tripped over as Ryan wasn't ready with the right leg.

"I'm leading," Tammy reminded him as she took a step forward with her left leg, as Ryan took a smaller step with the right. They made it to the door. "Okay you can open it." They managed to get into a rhythm as they slowly made their way to the bathroom. Tammy wasn't impressed how bouncy her boobs were in the way they were walking, especially without a bra on, but she figured it'd be best to not to put one on with Ryan attached.

"Okay turn around," Tammy instructed as they shuffled slowly in front of the toilet bowl. Look away and close your eyes and help me pull my pants down. Ryan looked up and shut his eyes as instructed as he hooked into Tammy's underwear. "Now pull down and sit back." Still a little uncoordinated Tammy fell back harder on the toilet seat than she would've liked.

"Oww..."

Ryan felt the urine flowing from Tammy's body as she forced the stream to flow as fast as it possibly could. He kept his eyes shut like he promised but he kept the right hand busy, trying to resist the urge to touch anything he shouldn't, that included grabbing Tammy's ass. Instead tapped his long nails on the side of the toilet bowl.

"Can you grab the toilet paper?" Tammy asked as the stream died down to a few drops and Ryan could feel some lingering wetness. He still had his eyes closed as  he reached for the toilet paper and grabbed it. Tammy then helped pull the squares off the roll as she took the paper off Ryan. She then wiped, Ryan felt her doing so and took in the sensation. "Alright, grab my bottoms and stand." Ryan reached down and grabbed Tammy's panties and pajama bottoms and pulled them up as he stood. Tammy pulled them up the rest of the way and adjusted them so they sat comfortably around he bottom and privates. Ryan flushed the toilet and they headed towards the sink. Since the tap was on Ryan's side, he turned it on while Tammy grabbed the soap. Washing their hands was a messy process with the hands being uncoordinated but it was done quickly. They dried their hands and as Tammy was prepared to leave Ryan saw themselves in the mirror.

"This is so surreal," Ryan commented as he touched his face. "We look so weird," he examined where the necks were attached to the body. They were both off center and almost on the shoulders and neither one could straighten the lean they were on.

"Tammy?! Ruby?! Ryan...?!" they heard Ester call out. "Please someone be home this time!"

Concerned for Ester's safety and well being, Tammy and Ryan ran to her room, tripping along the way. "Dammit Ryan, let me take the lead!" Tammy snapped as they got off the ground for the third time. Ryan tried that too but then he couldn't match Tammy's pace and he limped behind, causing them to trip again. "I guess we can't run..." Tammy complained as she got up off the ground again and they walked the rest of the way to Ester's room.

Ester was laying in bed, missing half her left arm and her entire right leg, her right eye socket was also missing, her hair had been hacked to pieces and she was still missing her genitals and nipples. She had tattoos all over her body, including two pink circles on her breasts, a crudely drawn penis on her crotch, a pencil mustache as well as random lines of colour.

"What happened to you?" Ryan asked as they opened the door.

"Oh this... this all happened yesterday when I was a doll, I guess when I woke up human again it decided to keep the changes. Children are monsters... especially older brothers," Ester explained as she tried to sit up. She then noticed her older sister's situation. "Are you one person or two?"

"Two," Tammy answered. "The other head is your boyfriend."

"Ryan?" Ester took a moment to adjust to that news. Having her boyfriend looking like her sister wasn't easy to wrap her head around, nor was she happy at the idea he had her sister's body. Still none of that could be helped. "Where have you been for the last two days?"

Tammy and Ryan walked over and sat on Ester's bed with her, as they both gave her a hug. "I'm sorry Ester. When we went to the house to get my things, Ruby and I were attacked by a monster, I crashed the car getting away." Ester made a mental note that Ryan was on the right.

"Then the next day we were subjected to twisted experiments by some madman, I didn't see much, I was a brain the whole day. Ryan knows more about it."

"So, yeah I had my brain in Tammy's head with no body. Ruby lost her neck and was given a dog's body and I was reattached to Tammy's body with Ruby's limbs, I died shortly after that."

"Wait where is Ruby?" Tammy asked as she went to stand up again. "Come on," she instructed Ryan to move. "We'll be right back Ester," Tammy promised kissing her on the head as they searched the house, but there were no signs of her.

"Given that these days seem to connect with the previous, she's probably a dog somewhere," Ryan offered as the returned to Ester's room. "First day I'm a chicken, they don't wear clothes and I wake up naked. I then get into a car crash and we wake up the victims of a crash, Ruby's injuries matched her death from the monster. I get a brain transplant with you and get attached to your body and now look at us. Ester said she was a doll and how she looks now is what was done to her. She probably became a doll because she looked like one downstairs the day before."

"So what you're saying is tomorrow will be related to how today ends?" Tammy asked as they returned to Ester.

"That better not mean I'm going to have a penis tomorrow..." Ester commented at her poorly drawn tattoo. "Then again, I've had nothing there for three days now."

"So far it has been, it doesn't help much though, I mean the monster that killed Ruby came out of no where," Ryan offered. "I just don't want to die again."

"And here I was thinking about cutting off your head," Tammy said semi serious.

Ryan ignored that as he returned his attention to Ester. "How did you lose your eye?"

"They were painted on, the older brother scrubbed it off, it hurt like hell. Even worse when he pulled my leg off and snapped my arm."

Ryan and Tammy helped Ester get dressed, putting a skirt on as none of her pants went well with a missing leg. Then the three of them slowly made their way to the living room.

"So, hopefully this day doesn't get any worse, but I'm up for just having a lazy day, watching movies or something," Tammy said as she and Ryan slowly made breakfast.

"You just don't want to get dressed with Ryan attached to you," Ester teased, though she was thankful for that. "Though you've got to let me do your hair, even if I only have one arm. It'll be fun to experiment with different styles you can do with two heads, like a shared braid or a bun in the middle. Don't worry I promise I won't style it like mine"

"It's kinda funny we're all down to one arm today," Ryan observed as and Tammy sat on the floor in front of Ester, eating their toast. "I'm pretty sure Tammy's head was shaved when I was occupying it yesterday, it didn't have the same weight as it does now, and I didn't see it."

"Hmm, I might need to see how that looks after I finish playing around."

"Don't you dare!"

"What, it'll reset tomorrow."

"And if it doesn't"

"It did today and if it doesn't, it'll grow back eventually. I'll also need to shave my hair if that's the case."

Ester and Tammy bantered back and forth as the three of them briefly forgot about the terrible events they were experiencing. They had a peaceful day, even if Ryan didn't like the sisters choice in movies. Ester's hair experiments were a failure as she couldn't do much with her one arm and the others weren't much help. No one had their heads shaved. They didn't leave the living room much, except for when Tammy needed to use the toilet, though she held off on that as much as possible. The three of them fell asleep on the couch together.

Ruby's day on the other hand was much more terrible, like Ryan had suspected she was a dog for the entire day. She woke up in a animal shelter and was shortly adopted by an undisciplined family, the same family that had Ester the day before in fact. Not able to handle it Ruby escaped and tried to make her way home. She didn't make it far before she was captured, not by the family or animal control but by organized dog fighters. She didn't survive her first match.