Your choices (with synopsis):
start : You are Alvin, a weapon restorer. An old wizard (maybe was a witch 50 years ago) forced to purchase, for 500$, a magic machete. It can sever body parts without harm, and they can be attached elsewhere to take control away . It can also take out the soul from a body, allowing the soul to possess new things.
go back home and meet Brie, your partner. To show her the machete works, you cut her head and attached it to the couch, separating her from her body. Then you put her soul in her headless body, and she refused to reattach her head back, for the moment
You watch mesmerized as Brie walks to the bedroom and comes back with her phone, already fidgeting with the buttons. In around a minute, she installed a new app on her phone, a simple text-to-speech app. With a voice that would be worthy of the worst tik-toks, she inputs a messages and then presses the speak button «This is so weird! But I wanna try something weirder»
You raise your eyebrow, intrigued «Hmmm... And what would that be? »
«Can you make my head and my bodies independent from each other?» She makes her phone say.
«That... I don't know» you confess her «I have an idea though but it may be too risky»
«Oh, please Alvin» her phone pleads «I will do it myself if you don't wanna risk it»
«It's not that I don't want» you reply «It's that I wouldn't want to kill you by accident»
«Didn't the old fart tell you that thing can't kill anyone» she types on her phone «I bet nothing bad will happen»
«Alright» you concede, dubious «Let me fetch the machete»
After you stand in front of her, machete in hand, you cut deeply through her torso, fetching back the yellow heart with purple fade that contains Brie's soul, after which her flesh closes back like nothing happened. Brie grabs her soul from the top of the knife and asks you to hand it to her. She then moves near the table and lays the heart on it, getting ready to cut it. «Try to cut it in half» you advise her, but she doesn't bother acknowledging you. The machete falls down on her soul with a thwack, after which you see Brie's body shudder and swiftly dash for the phone «It worked! I feel like there is two of me in here now! This feels hella weird»
Picking the two halves of her soul in your hands, you inspect them more closely. The insides of the soul you can see via the cut are solid, the ghostly matter starting yellow on the outside and fading to purple as it goes to the center. You put both her halves in front of her body, one in each of your palms «Do you know which one is which?» you ask her, smiling excitedly.
«No idea» she replies through her phone.
You assume a very serious look, before straightening your palms in front of her in a more dramatic fashion «This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.»
If she had a head still, you would bet she would have laughed or rolled her eyes «really??!» her phone exclaims «Gimmie that» she snags one of the halves from your hand, after which she presses it in her chest «Still two of us in here» she makes her phone say «Put the other half in my head».
You turn to the couch, where her head is resting peacefully, like she was sleeping soundly, after which you press the other half of soul on her forehead. You hear her phone falling on the ground, so you turn around and you see her body having a big shiver. «Aw dang» you hear Brie's voice coming from the couch, so your sight is drawn back to look at her «I have got the short end of the stick. Damn it!»
You reach down to grab her under the chin and lift her up «How do you feel, Brie?»
«Like a stupid helpless head, I guess» she frowns «I knew the chances were 50/50, but it's still a bummer».
«What do you mean?» you ask, confused.
«I thought it would be so sexy to have a copy of me control my head,» she confesses, blushing and avoiding eye contact with you « so that I could actually do things against my head's will instead of just pretending».
«I didn't know you had this kind of fantasy!» you exclaim surprised.
«I never had the chance to confess it to you» she blushes more and more «But I always imagined myself as the body in that scenario. This is... what I wanted and the complete opposite at the same time.»
You get interrupted by Brie's body, who taps on your shoulders to ask for your attention. You turn to her as she presses the speak button on her phone «Can I hold her?»
You look back at Brie in the eyes «Do you want to?» you ask her, unsure how to behave in this crazy scenario.
«Listen» she begins to tell you, biting her lip and blushing beet red «I- I- have always dreamed to be able to do something like this. I know what is about to happen may seem unusual or unfair in my regards, but... This is something I wanted for a long time. My body is about to be mean to me. I just know it. I would have done the same, had I been the body in this scenario. I need to ask you a giant favor, Alvin».
«Whatever you want, my dear» you reassure her.
«I want you to let me play this fantasy of mine. I want you to not help me. No matter how I beg you, no matter how I tell you I changed my mind, I want you to leave me to my body's shenanigans. Can you do that for me?»
«I- Are you sure you want this?» you really doubt for her safety.
«I do. I knew one of my halves would have been playing "the bottom", and I accepted the risk» She sighs «I really wanted to be "the top", but you win some you lose some, I guess».
«And how do I know you are not going to change idea later?» you ask her, still unsure.
«We can make up some safety Measures» Brie's body intervenes with her phone «For example, I can squeeze your hand intermittently. That way you know I want to be reconnected with my head».
«Yeah, that sounds like a good idea» Brie's head agrees «And I can say something I never say. I think a good password could be "shark soup"».
«Alright, if you are both into this, I think I am up for it» you agree to the terms.
You hand Brie her own head, after which you sit on the couch to admire the show. Her body seems to inspect her head very carefully «Oh man, this is so hot» her head says, before her body shoves her nose first straight between her breasts «Hmmph!» she exclaims, her face hitting the fabric of her tank top. Her body stops for a second, like she was contemplating something, before she throws her head on the couch nonchalantly «Aahhh!» she screams for the surprise, before landing safely on the horizontal cushion. You move your hand forward to make sure she doesn't bounce down «Are you ok?» you ask worriedly.
«yeah» she sighs «It seems she forgot I had a tank top on» she tries to roll her eyes to look at her body «Oh, come on!» she exclaims, at which your head snaps to look at her body. She has already taken off her top, and she is just about to unbutton her bra. She unceremoniously throws it on the ground, roughly in the same place of her top, before she kicks off her slippers and steps out of her pants. She reaches down to adjust her head on the couch to face her body perfectly, after which she turns around and bends down to give her eyes a front row seat view of her ass. She slowly lowers down her panties and shakes her hips while her head is biting her lower lip and blushing embarrassed at the uncover of her vagina. She obviously has never seen her sex from that angle, and the helplessness and humiliation her body is giving her head is clearly arousing both of them. She takes her head in her hands and holds it face first against her crotch as she sits down on the couch, her back arching to allow her tail bone to be in contact with the horizontal part of the couch.
She pats her head with one hand and pushes her closer, in a clear indication of what she wants from her, and her head cannot do anything but stare and gulp at her begging wetness in front of her. She tentatively reaches out with her tongue, but she doesn't seem able to stretch it quite far, since her body grabs her, one hand covering each ear, and raises her a bit up and closer to her clitoris and the inside of her labia in general. You see her starting to go to town on herself, until her body starts to spasm and her feet start to curl up, a clear indication that she has reached the apex of her pleasure.
After that moment of self love, her body grabs her by the hair and walks to the bed, where she slams her on the mattress with a moderate force «ooouch!» her head protests, more for the rudeness than the pain itself, since your bed is quite soft with the covers on. Her body taunts her by grabbing her boob and slapping her ass. «Yeah yeah, you are naked, big deal. Like I didn't see that before. Hey, what are you doing?» you hear her say, at which you decide to follow her in the bedroom.
Brie's body has started snapping pictures of her headless and naked self, making sensual poses for the camera «Oh no! Not the photos idea!» Her head laments, at which you ask for an explanation.
«She is going to post nudes of me online» she whines «I never did that because I was too shy, but she wants to make me feel as embarrassed as possible». Her body hands you the phone, before posing in even more provocative poses against the bathroom door and the bedroom entry «No. Alvin, please» she pleads «Ah! Enough! Put me back on my body, that bitch is exaggerating».
«You have to say the password, sweetie» you tell her, but she just bites her lip and blushes harder «So you are turning on me too? How could you!»,
Brie finishes posing and asks you the phone back. she fiddles with her phone and then shows it to you, in a way that her head can't see the screen. The notes app is open, with a giant "Shhh! Don't tell her!". In a smaller font size, the message continues "I am not gonna upload the photos, just pretend".
«What- what is she showing you??» Brie asks worriedly.
«Ah- uh- nothing.» you lie on the spot «Just the number of likes your nudes are already getting in the detachment fetish community. They are praising your photo editing skills».
«Hmnggg» she whines in humiliation «noo-ho-hoouuu!»
Brie's body seem to have a couple more ideas to torment her head further in this new game of self-humiliation they are playing, and her next idea requires...
You three staying home
You three going out together