A Headmover Story

By Vaughan


"Angela, there’s no time for second thoughts. He’ll be here any minute. Anyway we’ll all get what we want, even him," Said Chloe.

Angela looked doubtful. "But how come I have to go first?"

"Because we’ll need to show him the magic is real, otherwise he won’t go for it. And when I’m out of the way you can talk to him; which is what you wanted, isn’t it?"

"I suppose. But it all seems very underhand."

At that moment the door bell rang. Chloe rushed up the basement steps, calling back "and remember the rules we discussed earlier."

It wasn’t long before Chloe returned followed by Aaron. "… so that’s why we invited you over. We are thinking of doing a magic act for the end of term show. My dad got us a trick to do, which we’ve practiced a bit. We know you’re into this magic stuff. So Angela thought we’d show you; see if you can give us some tips to give it more pizzazz."

"Ok, what trick are you performing? And what did you plan on wearing, costume-wise?" asked Aaron.

"The trick is over there," Chloe said pointing at a cloth-covered object against the opposite wall. "We’ll go and change into our costumes." The girls giggled and went behind a screen in the corner.

Aaron wondered whether he was supposed to have a look at the trick or wait for the girls or, even, try and get a peek at the girls changing. He decided to sit at the table and wait.

The first to emerge from behind the screen was Chloe. She was wearing a pale yellow bikini which emphasised her tanned skin and nearly matched her blonde shoulder-length hair, but struggled to keep her well-developed breasts in check. In fact, for an eighteen year old she was a fine figure of a woman. "What do you think?" she asked doing a full turn.

"Well, you look great and if your intention is to distract the audience you’re certainly succeeding."

Chloe smiled. "You didn’t have a look at our trick."

"Err, no," Aaron’s mind raced. They had expected him to look at the trick while they were changing. "Umm, I thought," he began, the excuse centres of his brain in overdrive, "Err, as I was invited over to give my thoughts on your performance, err, and how you initially present the trick is part of that, err, I thought I would wait to be shown rather than spoil any surprises you might have in store."

Aaron relieved that his excuse sounded, when he played it back in his mind, plausible. Chloe took it at face value, but listening from behind the screen Angela thought while the excuse held up, it probably actually meant he was doing his best to avoid offending people.

Angela came out from behind the screen. She was a couple of inches shorter than Chloe and wore a dark blue one-piece swim-suit that contrasted with her short red hair and pale skin. While Angela’s breasts had developed, the suit was not having any trouble controlling them. Tied at her left hip was a cover-up that reached mid-calf on her right leg, but exposed most of her pale, but fit left leg.

"What do you think?" asked Angela.

"You look great too and the costumes make a great contrast to each other. It’ll be easy for the audience to know who’s who. I’m guessing that you’ll take the magician role, Chloe, and Angela will be assistant. Am I right?"

"Yes, but that’s not because of the way we look. It’s because the trick is mine and I wanted to do trick, not be in it. I asked Angela to be my assistant, because she the prettiest girl I could find that wasn’t in the cheer-leading squad; you know they always put something on for the show and wouldn’t have time to practice with me."

Angela smiled at Chloe’s compliment, but as she knew the real reason for this meeting, she did not believe she really meant it.

"So, you’re going to show me this trick? Can’t comment on it ‘til I’ve seen it, can I?"

Chloe went over to the cloth-covered object and with care undraped the cloth. The equipment revealed seemed quite simple; just a board mounted on legs about three feet high, a stool placed underneath and a nine inch cube sitting on one end of the board. Chloe fiddled with something in the middle of the front edge and removed a section of the front edge of the board to show a neck-sized hole. Angela, looking a little nervous, went and sat on the stool, then sat up so that her neck was neatly in the hole in the board. With Angela in position, Chloe returned the front section to its place. She then reached for the box. Chloe showed all sides; the side that was the bottom was a metal plate which she removed by a small wooden handle and the front opened up by flipping it up by the hinge on its top edge until it was flat on the top face of the box. She showed Aaron that the box was empty, then placed it over Angela’s head. The front was closed and Chloe picked up the metal plate and inserted it, back where it had come from, the base of the box. Of course, Aaron was watching careful and noticed Angela swallow as if she had something stuck in her throat. Chloe went behind the board and took hold of the box and smoothly slid it to the end of the board.

"OK, Aaron. What do you think?"

"Well, it’s ok as far as it goes. It depends what you were thinking of doing next," answered Aaron. "Were you planning to move the box back and let Angela out or were you thinking of moving it to a table and showing it still contained a head."

"What would you suggest?" challenged Chloe.

"Err, just putting Angela’s head back seems a bit of a weak finish, but moving the head box somewhere else, you’d need another person to be the head in the box on the table. I have seen proper illusionists who light a fire in the box to prove the assistant’s head has gone, but I don’t think the principal would allow any fire on stage. Erm…"

Aaron did not get to articulate his next thought, because Angela’s muffled voice said, "Can you sort me out, please. I can’t hear what Aaron is saying and it’s getting a bit stuffy in here."

Chloe wore an oops-I-forget expression as she flipped open the front of the box. Inside the box was Angela’s head, about eighteen inches to the left of where it should be, above her shoulders. "Better?" asked Chloe.

"Yeah, I suppose. I can breathe and hear better," Angela said as she glanced at her limited field of view, "but my head isn’t in its usual place."

"Sorry, silly me," said Chloe and slid Angela’s back into place, removing the blade and the box, before detaching the front edge section of the board thus releasing Angela. Angela stood and rubbed her neck as the hole in the board was only just big enough for her neck, especially when the front piece was in place, and it chafed.

It took all this time for Aaron to recover his composure enough to speak. Until now his jaw had fallen slack and his eyes bulged as if the were trying to get to the scene he could not believe he had just witnessed. At this stage all he could manage to utter was, "Wow!"

The girls looked at Aaron’s stunned state. Chloe went behind the screen and started to change, leaving Angela to talk to Aaron.

"Are you alright?" asked Angela. "For a moment there it looked like you were going to faint."

"Err… Yeah, I’m ok. What about you? That must have hurt your neck."

"Not really," said Angela, "the neck hole is a bit tight and there is a pricking sensation when the blade starts through my neck, but other than that it isn’t that bad."

Aaron goggled at her. "You mean… err … You mean that what I thought I saw was real, not just some better than average illusion."

"Oh, yes. Totally real," said Angela, as if she couldn’t quite believe it herself.

Aaron’s mind turned into a riot of questions trying to ask themselves. Eventually, one question got the upper hand and he asked, "What’s it feel like?"

Angela seemed puzzled by the question. "It doesn’t feel like anything… well… there is a kind of sensation there, but I don’t know how to describe it, but it’s quite nice, really." Trying to recall the sensation she swallowed again, but this time it seemed swallowing a treat rather than something hard.

The next question surprised Aaron as he uttered it. "Can I have a go?"

"How do you mean? You want to remove my head, again? Or do you want to try what it feels like to have your head removed?"

Aaron did not have a ready answer; he just wanted to be involved in the magic. He was spared the embarrassment of searching for an answer by Chloe reappearing from behind the changing screen and saying, "You can’t do it until it’s been done to you."

Aaron looked at Chloe. His face said the "WTF" that failed to come out of his mouth.

"It sounds stupid, but magic has some stupid rules (you know what a disaster not following rules was in Gremlins). When the trick was delivered they insisted on doing it to me; some rubbish about not being able to it until it has been done to you. The delivery guy said it was dangerous, possibly fatal, to let someone who has not been done to do it. Of course, I asked him how I was to know that he had been done, but he just produced a photo of himself with his head off his neck."

Aaron suspected that this was hogwash, but admitted to himself that the bit about the delivery guy was a neat touch. He thought that was more a case of "my illusion; my rules".

"Ok. I’m willing, but do you mind if Angela does it to me?"

Chloe shrugged. While she would have liked to do the chopping off of Aaron’s head, whatever got her to her goal was fine with her. "Ok," she said and went back behind the screen to prepare for the next stage of her plan. She had expected it to take longer to persuade Aaron to be part of the illusion. She picked up the second box and sat on a stool waiting for the next phase of her plan to start.

Aaron went over the head mover for the first time and looked it over. Besides what he had already observed from his seat by the table, the other features were a pair of grooves about an inch in from the long edges of the board and between them a broad band of a black matt rubbery material. The grooves were obviously meant to guide the head box. What he did not see was a neck hole. "So, where’s the neck hole?"

"It, kind of, appears when you remove the front bit. It’s a bit weird, really, but when you remove a front bit the neck hole appears, but you get the impression that has been there all along." Non-explanation complete, Angela placed her thumbs and fore-fingers above and below the edge and with a gentle tug removed a section of the board exposing the neck hole that had not be there a few seconds ago, but was giving off the feeling that it had been there forever. "See what I mean?"

"That is certainly peculiar. I was watching and didn’t notice it appear." He paused and drew a deep breath. "Well, I suppose I had better sit down."

Angela nodded. He sat on the stool and guided his neck into the neck hole. The neck hole seemed tight but not as tight as he had expected, given his neck was a bit wider than Angela’s. She placed the front back in its original position, picked up the head box, withdrew the blade from its base and opened the front. He felt the sides of the box touch his ears and hair as it was placed in position. Angela looked at Aaron with a tense smile on his face. "Open or closed?" she asked.

"What?"

"Do you want to have the front open and watch the blade coming at you, or do you want to have the front shut and wait in the dark for it to happen?" explained Angela.

"Oh, I see what you mean. I bit like face-down or face up on a guillotine." Angela looked a bit blank, so Aaron delivered his decision. "I think I’ll go for closed, but could you open up again as soon as it’s in. Ok?"

"Fine, it’s your head," she said as she gently closed the front of the box. It was dark in the box only relieved by a sliver of light from the bottom front edge. After a couple taps, even this source of light vanished as Angela slotted the blade ready for the cut. "Last chance to back out, Aaron. I’ll push the blade in on the count of three, unless you say, something. Ok?"

Aaron found himself nodding, then realised that this was pointless, so he made an OK sign with his right hand.

"Ok, here goes.  One… Two… Three…" She paused for quite a long time between the numbers in the hope that he would chicken out and so inadvertently foil Chloe’s plan. Not hearing anything from Aaron she applied pressure to the handle of the blade and pushed it home in about a second. After the suspense of the very slow count, that second seemed even more drawn out to Aaron. First the pricking sensation at the front of his throat, a feeling of pressure on the front of his neck, then inexplicably the release of that pressure, followed by a sudden feeling that he couldn’t breathe and an irresistible urge to swallow, which returned the ability to breath and finally a soft tap as the front and back of the blade found there homes. A couple of seconds later he was blinking in the restored light as Angela reopened the front of the box. "You ok?" she asked.

"I think so," he said, not sure he was telling the truth. "You’re right, there is an odd but nice feeling, which I can’t even begin to describe either." He waited a few moments before asking, "So, what happens next?"

"I move your head to the side." Suiting her actions to her words, she pushed the box containing Aaron’s head to the end of the board. Aaron’s jaw dropped open again. He could feel the stool he was sat on and the tightness of the neck hole, but he felt and could see that his head moved sideways. "Would you like to see your body? When I saw mine it was a revelation; I feel much better about it than I did before."

Aaron was having difficulty processing Angela’s last comments. "What? ... How?"

"Well, I can take your head over to the table and turn you to face your body."

"And that works?" He decided at that moment, that as he was having this experience, he might as well have the full experience. "Ok. Go for it!"

Angela picked up the box and carefully carried it to the table with the front tilted slightly upward, because she did not know if it was possible to drop Aaron’s head out of the open front. She placed the head box on the table. She quickly found another box and placed it on the table and positioned Aaron’s head in the box on top of the new box. "Ready for the big reveal?"

"Sure! When you’re ready. But what’s with putting my head on a box?"

"That’s so that when we’re talking later, it’ll be more comfortable, coz you’ll be more at eye-level rather staring at my chest. Anyway, close your eyes!" He closed his eyes and felt his head turn. He opened his eyes and saw that a cloth had been draped over the box. "You can open your eyes now. Ready?"

"Ready," he replied.

Angela whipped the cloth away, which Aaron recognised as being the cover-up that had been around Angela’s waist. The sight that was revealed was indeed a revelation. His headless body sat on the stool wearing his usual white t-shirt, jeans and trainers. He realised he was medium build, which just did not fit in with the three main groups at school (the muscular jocks, the skinny nerds or the fat slobs); He was unusual at school for being what might be termed normal. He saw what Angela meant when she said it had made her feel better about herself. She was also unusual in being normal. He found himself sitting very still waiting to see himself move, before it occurred to him that he had to move to see it. He reached a hand up and waved it in the space his head should occupy. It felt very odd, because his body knew where his head should be, so despite being able to see it was true he felt like his hand was somewhere it could not be, the inside of his head.

Further experimentation was forestalled, by Chloe coming out from behind the changing screen. She was carrying the other stool and head box. "Now it’s my turn." She placed the stool to the right of Aaron’s body, then carefully placed the head box on the stool, before extracting a front section from the board, causing another neck hole to form. She picked up the head box and sat on the stool, replacing it on her lap, before straightening up and locating her neck in the newly formed neck hole. Aaron was watching in fascination as Chloe replaced the front section, locking her neck in place. As she watched Angela was coming to regret being involved in the plan, but could take her eyes off of the final stage of that plan. Chloe flipped open the front of the box and pulled out the blade, so that it was still located in its slot, but left the bottom of the box open enough that she could place it over her head and locate it in the grooves on the board. She took a deep breath and slammed the blade through her own neck. Aaron noticed the swallow that seemed to be part of the response to the magic of neck slicing. Chloe reached up and pushed her head to her left, when it was over Aaron’s body, she fumbled a bit, then pulled the blade from the base of the head box. Aaron felt something change, could not tell exactly what. He then felt and saw his hands reach up to lift the box from Chloe’s head and place it on its side on the board. He realised that he was not doing it. As his hands removed the front section of the board from his neck, he tried to stop them, but he seemed to have no control over his hands, but could still feel what they were doing. As his body stood up with Chloe’s head mounted on his neck, he concluded that his body was under the control of Chloe’s head. "I’ll see you later," she said in a voice that was hers, but seemed subtly different. Aaron’s body piloted by Chloe walked across the basement and up the stairs. The door at the top shut, then silence filled the basement.

The tense quiet was finally ended, when Aaron asked, "What just happened?"

"Chloe, sort of, borrowed your body," answered Angela.

"What?"

"That was her plan, to borrow your body."

"What for?"

"She said she wanted to get to know how to turn on a male body. You know she has a bit of a reputation at school as an easy date. Well, it seems that she is also getting another reputation as a lousy lay. So she decided that she would study how to physically arouse men. Part of that is to borrow your body to find out what kind of touching in which places turns a man on."

"Why me? And how are you involved?"

"You were chosen, because you aren’t in any of the cliques at school and you aren’t a slob; your interest in magic was a bonus, because it made it easier to get to come here. Chloe got me involved, because she thought you wouldn’t have come over if it had been just her. She recruited me to…"

"Whoa! What’s going on?" He was feeling things happening to his body that he couldn’t immediately identify.

"I expect she’s undressing your body"

"You what?" He realised that what he had just felt was his t-shirt being pulled up his body without the sensations of it being pulled over his head. His hands were now fiddling with his belt. "This is very distracting. Is there some way I don’t have to feel everything she’s doing with my body?"

"I gather that until your head is attached to another body, you will keep feeling what’s going on with your body."

"So how about I borrow Chloe’s body?" suggested Aaron, "She’s having trouble with my trainer laces and my jeans are around my knees, but that won’t hold her up for long."

"Well, you could, except you’d need me to do it and she made me promise not to."

"So, I’m doomed to experience Chloe’s sexual experimentation with my body."

"No," said Angela, "I just worked out how to keep my promise and relieve your suffering."

"Great, I hope it works, coz my left trainer just hit the floor."

Angela picked up Aaron’s head box and took it to the apparatus and moved the other head box so she could put him down on the end of the board opposite from where Chloe’s body sat. Quickly Angela sat on the central stool and placed her neck into the empty neck hole. Soon she had the front section and the empty head box in place. She groped for the blade and soon found it.

"Can you, please, make this as quick as you can, coz my other trainer and jeans are off and I don’t like the way this is going."

"I’m going as fast as I can." Angela said as she located the blade in its slot and slammed it home. After the swallow, she pushed her head to her right until it was over Chloe’s body, then pulled out the blade. Chloe’s hands, now under the control of Angela, reached up and removed the box and then the front section of the neck hole. Angela stood Chloe’s body up and stood in view of Aaron.

Aaron’s jaw dropped for the third time that afternoon. He saw Angela’s pale face and red hair connected to Chloe’s busty tanned body. Sensations for his body interrupted his amazement. "So, you’ve taken over Chloe’s body. How does that help me? Coz I don’t like the way she’s getting me to touch myself."

Angela slid Aaron’s head to the centre of the board and took out the blade from it. "Coz I’m lending you my body. She did not say anything about not using her body myself." She smiled.

Aaron sat for a moment relief to be unable to feel what was happening to his body and be in a body just sat on a stool. Angela lifted the box from his head and he used Angela’s hands to remove the front section and release himself from the neck hole.

"How did you do that?" asked Angela.

"Do what?"

"How did you open the front of the neck hole? You’ve never been shown how."

Aaron realised that it was true, but soon formulated an explanation. "I guess your body knows how to do it and, come to think of it, I know how to do it too because I felt Chloe release herself when she stole my body." Aaron walked over to Angela and hugged her. "Thank you. I don’t think I could endure more of Chloe’s attentions."

They hugged for several minutes, before they heard the basement door open and flip-flop-clad feet coming down the basement steps. "I thought you promised not to put his head on my body," Chloe yelled down the stairs as she rounded the corner in a pink fluffy dressing gown. She stopped short seeing an Aaron-headed Angela hugging an Angela-headed Chloe.

Angela faced Chloe over her own shoulder, "you didn’t make me promise not to borrow your body, just not let Aaron use it; so I lent him my body while you were away."

"I suppose you want your body back, Aaron."

"Of course, I do. Eventually." replied Aaron. It was Chloe and Angela’s turn to look at him as if he had grown a second head. "I’m assuming that you were planning to give my body back." Chloe nodded. "Then, my main gripe has to be that you didn’t ask me if I minded. I got what I came for, to see a magic trick, and more. You got my body, although I don’t know if you’ll learn much; I think much of what turns men on is in their mind or at least how mind and body interact. I don’t know what Angela wanted, or even how she got caught up in this underhandedness, but maybe we can sort that out too. If Angela is ok with things as they are for the moment, I think we can work things out."

Aaron and Chloe turned to look at Angela. She blushed, "Well, you know, it’s quite interesting having a different body, but I don’t want keep it forever. So, perhaps we should set some rules, so we don’t end up offending or possibly worse ruining the life of the owner."

"Rules?" asked Chloe, "Like what?"

"I don’t know. No harming a borrowed body seems obvious. It also occurred to me that no sex, coz I don’t want to get pregnant and I don’t suppose Aaron wants to be a dad, but I assume you’re on the pill." Angela shot a sneering glance at Chloe, which Chloe returned with an expression that said, ‘It’s the sensible thing to do.’

Aaron searched for something to say to end the staring contest, "I guess we don’t want our bodies exposed or pictures taken and I suppose making it obvious that we are using magic would be against any sensible set of rules."

"So, basically, don’t do with a borrowed body anything the owner wouldn’t?" asked Chloe.

"And if in doubt, don’t do it until you’ve cleared it," continued Angela and by way of explanation added, "so no ‘I thought you’d be ok with that’."

When each of them were sure the others had a clear understanding of the ground rules for head swap etiquette, Aaron suggested that Chloe go and do her exploration while taking a shower while Angela and he get to know each other better.

Chloe took his body upstairs and Angela and Aaron talked for a while.

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At the end of the afternoon Chloe returned and they all got the respective bodies back.

The three teamed up to make a three person magic act; adding a sawing in half that Aaron had been building in his craft classes and some simple tricks from a book they found in the school library. The act was the talk of the school for a few weeks after the show.

Chloe left school as soon as she could and became an actress that the tabloids followed, because there always seemed be the whiff of scandal when she got involved; this did not appear to hinder her career.

Aaron and Angela formed a strong relationship based on mutual respect and having experienced each others bodies. After college they got jobs and married. Chloe gave them headmover as a wedding present and they used it many times throughout their married life.