They returned to their hotel room. Victoria guided her headless girlfriend Fiona to the shower, then went out to the deck to relax. Sure, she could have given her her head first, but they were in no rush.

Close to a half hour went by. Victoria heard the signs of a stumbling woman coming from their room and giggled. “I guess she’s done showering. Hey, brainless, grab your head and get out here!”

Fiona stepped onto the deck naked, headless, and distraught. Her hands were fidgeting everywhere. She bumped into the door, turned around, and wobbled her way back into the suite.

Victoria rolled her eyes. “Ugh, you should remember where we left it. I didn’t hide it from you.” She got up and beelined for the kitchen counter only to discover Fiona’s head wasn’t there. Fiona herself swept her hands across the counter again.

Searching the suite three times over didn’t take long; trash cans, closets, travel bags, under the bed, and back again. Victoria laid Fiona down on the bed, then called the front desk. “Hey, did room service take something out of my room, specifically my girlfriend’s head? The room number is…”

Fiona undulated on her back. She could only assume Victoria hid her head yet again; it wouldn’t be the first time. Her hands went from stump to breast to pussy and around again, helplessly gripping her headless self, unaware her lost head was actually lost this time.