So, where was I? Oh right, I had just gotten beheaded by a mysterious man. No big deal right? Apparently not because I’ve found myself walking around with my head tucked under my arm. This was magic. Real magic. Or at least I presumed it was real. Maybe Dr. Bluebell has alien technology and he created a wormhole in my neck? I often wonder which explanation is more likely.

Anyways, after leaving Dr. Bluebell I headed (giggles) for my last class of the day which was physiology, funnily enough the subject which I was defying the laws of at that very moment. Speaking of which, carrying my head is fun! Although a bit awkward since my center of gravity is lower now and my head’s actually quite heavy. But it also makes me feel confident. I think my head being detached draws more attention to my body, specifically my boobs since my eyes are level with them when I’m holding my head. So now, it’ll be my eyes are over here instead of up here. Unless everyone just stares at my neck, which they might.

Physiology was okay, it was weird how no one even asked me why my head was detached, or how I was still alive. But I guess that’s part of the whole magic thing. During class, I found it fun to leave my head on my desk and walk my body to the bathroom, I can do this and not have to miss any valuable class time and it opens up a whole new door to multitasking!

After class I got to my car and stuck my head back on, luckily it stayed until I got back to my apartment, where it fell off as soon as I got out of my car. I caught it though. As for Alice, I was able to scare the shit out of her after I came in, since she was sitting on the couch buried in her Switch. I held out my head to her and yelled- “Boo!”

“What the fuck?!” Alice dropped her game and cowered back on the couch. I laughed and pulled my head back against my body.

“I met Dr. Bluebell!” I told her.

“A-and he did this to you?” She asked.

I tried to nod out of habit. “Yup.” I said instead.

“Why?” Alice cocked an eyebrow.

“Because, my mind is valuable so I have to learn to depend on my body more.” I tried to recall Bluebell’s narrative. “Yeah, so my body has to carry my head around basically.”

“Can you still control your… uh… body?”

“Yep!”

“Em, you look like you’re having way too much fun with this.” Said Alice as she got up off the couch and approached me slowly.

“Of course I am. I’m under a real magic spell right now! Also, I’m gonna be able to go to magic club on Friday because I’m like this!”

“Well congrats.” Alice bent over and observed my head under my arm. I stuck my tongue out at her playfully.

“Honestly, this is a cute look for you.” She told me.

“I know, I have a cute head.”

“Yes you do, but uh-“ Alice stood up and presumably started observing the headless bit of me, although I couldn’t see completely because my boob was obstructing my view a little. “-this is just weird. Like, your neck.” Alice observed.

“Yes, it is. But that’s the whole point isn’t it?”

“I guess.” Alice said. “Can I like- touch it?”

“Oh yeah, go for it.” Then I felt it, Alice’s fingers on my neck stump or whatever it was. It was more sensitive than when I’d touched it, maybe because they weren’t my fingers. It sent a chill down my spine.

“What does that feel like?” She asked me.

“Weird. Like it’s the inside of my throat.” I reported. “Gross.” Alice said as she bent over again. “Can I hold you?”

“Yes, my arm’s getting tired anyways so here-“ I handed my head to Alice who took it and carried me over to the couch where she held me in front of her face. As she tilted me up and down and around, I set my bag down next to the door and I walked my body over and sat next to Alice. It was a bit difficult while my head was being moved around by her but I managed.

“Okay, you’ve officially reached a point where you can’t get any weirder.” Alice told me.

“I’ve always been this weird, you know that.” I said as Alice set me down on the coffee table facing us both.

“I just- I don’t understand. How does this work?”

“Magic.” I shrugged.

“Of course, so uh… how does my head come off? Or can it come off?” Alice asked.

“Dr. Bluebell can take it off I’m sure. But I can’t. He said I won’t even be able to reverse my own spell without further instruction.”

Alice was pulling on her head now.

“It’s not going to work!” I laughed at her.

“Fine.” Alice sighed, her arms flopping back down. And then her phone rang. “Oh fuck it’s work!” I watched Alice get up and walk into the kitchen on the phone. She was wearing jeans and a tank top that fit her way too well, I was always jealous of her ass.

I looked up at my body sitting on the couch. I had homework to do, and normally I wouldn’t hesitate to start doing it. But I had an idea. I picked up my head and carried it into the bedroom where I closed the door. Setting my head on my bed, I took off my cardigan and tossed it aside. Then I started to uh- check out my body. I turned around and got a good look at my ass and felt my thighs up and down, then I leaned over and got a good look at my upper body and my boobs. God I looked good. I can’t imagine how good I must’ve looked with my head on. I mean I always looked good in the mirror but this was a whole new way of seeing myself. Then I sat down next to my head and took off my shoes, picked myself up and settled my head in my lap. It was so comfy, my legs weren’t thick like Alice’s but they cushioned my jaw quite nicely! Then I hatched an even better idea and my heart started racing. But I suppressed my urges and decided homework was more important. Yeah, I’m lame sometimes.

Carrying my head back into the living room, still blushing I’m sure, I got my laptop out of my bag and sat on the couch to work on my essay for Comp 2. Sure it wasn’t due till Monday but I’m a perfectionist. I placed my head in my lap with my chin on the edge of the laptop. It was quite comfy, not having to be hunched over so I could just look the screen head on (get it?). The essay prompt was to write about something that matured you. So I wrote about my first boyfriend who cheated on me when I was 16. Fun right?

Alice got off the phone and told me she had to go in and help count inventory. She’s an associate manager at a movie theater so she has to help out with that sometimes. It pays the bills well enough to where I only have to work on weekends, which brings to mind what going to work would be like with my head off. But then again, I didn’t work until Saturday and the club meeting was Friday so I’ll probably be even weirder by then.

In the meantime, I watched anime long into the night and I was able to leave my head on the couch while my body got snacks or used the loo. Again, multitasking like a boss. Forgetting that the next day was Thursday, I stayed up too late working on homework until I passed out cradling my head in my boobs, which is very comfy.

Thursday, September 7th

When I woke up to my alarm I forgot I was headless, that was until I sat up to stretch and my head went rolling across the bed. I fumbled for my phone to turn off the arm before Alice got mad about it, after all she’d probably only been asleep a few hours and Thursday was her day to sleep in.

Showering headless is interesting, especially watching my naked self. It gave me a lot of ideas, but I didn’t have time for them since class was in less than an hour. Now something I LOVE doing with my head detached is getting dressed! I can pick out a cute outfit and see how I look by watching my body. Alice is of course jealous of this. She’s also jealous of how I can do my hair up all cute since my body can basically be my own hairstylist. Another funny thing, when I put on perfume some of the droplets landed on my neck and it felt weird. I’ll never get used to that. Despite all these distractions, I left on time and stuck my head on to drive to class.

My first class was Western Civ in a lecture hall. My instructor seemed to have a problem with me having my head on my desk.

“Miss Abbott, can you please keep yourself together and focus?”

“I am focusing.” I responded truthfully. Never would I comprehend my ability to pay attention in class.

“Put your head on and pay attention, or you can leave for the day.”

Sighing, I wore my head for the duration of the class. Normally I’d be embarrassed for being called out during class since I was always a good student but I guess all eyes were already on me as is. One guy even asked if he could hold my head but I declined, he’s cute and probably sweet since I’ve chatted with him before but I don’t think giving your head to someone you don’t know is advisable, especially when you’re as cute as I am.

I had a surprise at lunch. While I was eating and studying my Speech Communication textbook (which was my next class), a familiar face approached me.

“Hey, aren’t you that girl from the student newspaper?”

I looked up, stupidly trying to turn my head. It was Rachel! The girl I had asked about magic on Tuesday, she still had her arms and legs swapped and as such she was walking on her hands.

“Oh hello! Yes that’s me.” I told her.

“I see you’ve met Blue.” She continued, sitting down next to me and laying her legs out on the table. It was weird to watch, she put her legs on the table first and then climbed into the chair using her arms. Very surreal. But cool!

“Yes I have, I recall him saying it was you who told him about me!” I picked up my head and set it down closer to her. “Rachel right?”

“Yeah! And you’re Emily if I recall?”

I hated it when people called me Emily, but I decided to let this one slide. “Emma.” I corrected her.

“Emma! I’m sorry.”

“You’re fine.”

“So are you coming to the club meeting tomorrow?” She asked me.

“Yes! I’m so excited!”

“Cool!” Rachel nodded. “Yeah, I bet Blue will have something really cool in store for you.”

“Yeah? Well this is already super cool as it is.” I pointed to the neck on my body.

“Right? My first trick was having four arms since I’m a busybody and I love multitasking.” Rachel told me. “This is my second trick.” She lifted up her legs.

“Oh okay, yeah Dr. Bluebell took off my head because I’m very smart. So I’d hate to lose my head, and it’s also supposed to make me rely on my body more. Which is true.”

“I gotcha.” Nodded Rachel.

I had so many questions for a fellow magic user, it was a bit overwhelming but I decided to be basic- “So how did you get into the magic club?” I asked her, scooping some of my salad into my mouth.

“My big brother was the president of it until last year and he’s a magician. So I decided to get into it this year.”

“Oh okay, so-“ my mind was running at a million miles a minute again. “-like, is your brother for instance like Dr. Bluebell? He can do pretty much anything?”

Rachel shook her head. “He and Blue are about on the same level. But Blue has more experience. Vanishing people and things, body magic, all that.”

“Cool. So, I have to ask- how many magic tricks do you know how to do?”

“Well, I can duplicate my arms and legs but I can’t rearrange them or detach anything yet.” Rachel told me. “He’ll probs do the same for you, teach you how to take your head off but also give you something else.”

“Ooh I’m excited!” I laughed.

“Same! I’m looking forward to seeing you at magic club!”

“You too!” I waved to Rachel as she got up and left, walking on her hands over to her same friends she was sitting with the other day.

I was so excited. I felt I was finally gonna have a friend group of people as weird as I am. Maybe I’ll meet a cute guy? We’ll see.

I went to Speech Comm, where I had a rough draft for my first persuasive speech ready from last weekend when I pulled an all nighter working on it. I was in a group with two other girls, one of whom held my head for me while I read my rough draft to the class and my body remained at my desk.

Now Thursday evening is special for me because that’s when the campus newspaper has meetings! This was our second meeting of the semester, nothing out of the ordinary here but my friends all took turns holding my head before we got to writing our columns, mine was about a student I’d interviewed who had just moved here from Serbia and was adjusting to life in America. I talked to our sponsor Jeff before I went home and he agreed to let me write a column about magic club! And if Dr. Bluebell didn’t want me doing that, I could just write it about being headless.

That night is when things got… interesting. Even more interesting than they already were.

I got home and Alice and I decided to order a pizza and watch anime since she was off work. Then at one point I ran to the bathroom and left my head with Alice, and she picked me up and put her in her lap. Her thighs were very comfy, more so than my own. Then she tilted my head sideways and started feeling the underside of my neck and god it felt so good. When my body came back, Alice carried me into the bedroom and shut the door, perched me on her bed, and started stripping. All I could do was watch, a helpless little head, while my body sat outside the door and I started fingering myself. Then I hatched an idea.

“Alice.” I said once she was down to only her undies.

“Shut up, you’re a head.”

“Open the door. I have an idea.”

Alice walked up to me. She was like a giantess, me being a head and all.

“And why should I do that?”

“Because I know a way we can make this even more enjoyable.” I stuck my tongue out.

“Fine.” She walked over and let my body in, I walked over and sat on the bed and got rid of my jeans and undies. I waved at Alice.

“Come here.”

“What do you want me to do?” She asked.

“Actually, lay down on the bed.” I stood my body up and picked up my head. “Now I’m going to uh-“ I was blushing I’m sure. Setting my head back down real quick, I took off my shirt so that I was only wearing a bra and then I grabbed my head and laid down on top of Alice.

“Where are you going with this, Em?” She asked.

“So, you know how the neck is really sensitive? Well I want you to kiss my neck, especially the bit where I’m headless, and I’m going to… give myself head.”

“Holy shit…” Alice blushed. “Okay well, if you pleasure me at the same time you have a deal.”

“Done.” I stuck my tongue out, and with one hand I tucked my head up into my crotch and the other one went to Alice’s. I can’t even begin to describe the intensity of the next few minutes… Alice kissing all over my neck, eating myself out and fingering Alice all at once. There was a lot of moaning, definitely the best experience I’d ever had outside of actual sex. Shit, this was probably better. Bisexuality is truly a blessing.

After we both came, we dressed up in PJs and lounged on the couch, cuddling one another, my head wedged between our boobs, watching even more anime. I had homework to do but, and I never thought I’d say this, I’ll just procrastinate.