Warning: NSFW Content

   It was New Year's Eve, and Jessica and I had been invited to a party. I wore a tight, low cut black dress with a very short skirt. Jessica's dress was blue and also showed off her great figure. At five minutes till midnight, the hostess stepped forward.

     "I'm sure most of you know that a ball will be dropping at Times Square at midnight. Well, we like to do something a little bit different here, but I will need some help. Would anyone like to volunteer?" She said.

    Several people raised their hands including Jessica and I.

  "You two, would you please come up here?" She asked while pointing to Jessica and I.

    We walked up there and a large double guillotine was brought out. Jessica's eyes got big whem she saw it. Our hands were handcuffed behind our backs, and we laid face down on two wooden tables, and our ankles were cuffed, and stocks closed around our necks. The hostess moved our hair so that the stocks would not close on it. Baskets were placed under our heads. Jessica looked at me, and I could tell that she didn't want to do this. I gave her a reassuring smile, and mouthed to her that it would be okay.

  "Are you resdy?." The hostess said to the audience.

    "10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1"

     The blade dropped, quickly slicing through our necks, and our severed heads fell into the baskets while Auld Lang Syne played. Our heads were picked up and placed on a table. Jessica couldn't believe that we were still alive. Our headless bodies were sat in a couple of chairs after removing the cuffs. The party went on for another hour or so.

    "I guess it's time to reattach Carlie and Jessica's heads." The hostess said.

    She picked up our heads, but she attached my head to Jessica's body, amd hers to mine. The hostess said goodbye to everyone.

  "Wait... aren't you..." Jessica tried to say.

  "Don't worry. I can fix us when we get home." I said.

    After we got back to my place, we went in the bedroom, and Jessics kissed me.

    "I never got my midnight kiss." She said.

    We kissed again and undressed and touched each other. We then ate each other out. We can switch bodies later.

The next morning...

"Carlie, are you really as ticklish as you claim or are you just acting?" Jessica asked.

"Just acting?" I replied.

I got on top of her, pinned down her arm, and cuffed it to the bed post. I did the same with her other arm and ankles.

"Hey! Where did these cuffs come from?" She asked.

"I keep them around in case of emergency BDSM situations. Now you're gonna find out how ticklish I am." I said.

I started tickling her feet (which were of course really mine). She leamed her head back and started laughing uncontrolably. After tickling her feet I moved up to her stomach and side and armpits. I tickled her for close to 25 minutes until she orgssmed. She had no idea that tickling makes me orgasm.

"Oh, my God, that was so intense. I guess you really are that ticklish." She said.

I gave her a minute to catch her breath and removed the cuffs. She then returned the favor. She was ticklish, but not as ticklish as me.

To be continued...