"A friend you said?" Ann jumped in surprise as arms wrapped around her waist, warm skin pressed up against her back, and a voice whispered in her ear. "I can do that."

"Hello?" Ann asked as she twisted around in place. The person holding her let loose their grip just enough to allow it, and so Ann about-faced to see who had snuck up on her. The chocolate skinned woman was a little shorter than her, but her piercing violet eyes reached into Ann's heart and soul. Brown hair was tied off in dreadlocks, and she was wearing the same thing as Ann was, pressed up against her with no sense of private space.

"Hello, I am Sophie," the woman introduced herself with a soft but deep voice. "You asked for a friend, and here I am."

"Hello," Ann repeated. "I'm Ann," she introduced herself. "Ah, do you work for him?"

"Perhaps I do, perhaps I do not. Maybe I am not even real at all," Sophie replied mysteriously. "But enough about that. We are here to have fun, right?"

"Right," Ann was comfortable with Sophie's presence both physically and mentally. "We are. But friends share in the fun. What do you like to do?"

"I like to do many things," Sophie answered instantly. "for my body is a temple to joy, and a playground for those I adore, such as you."

On impulse, Ann kissed her, just a quick peck, on the forehead, and Sophie did not reject her at all. "I have an idea," Ann said as in the time it took for her to make her mark, something appeared behind Sophie. "Let go and turn around."

Sophie did so, and the two of them looked at the prop with differing emotions.

On the ground was a simple stock, braced at the sides. A large hole in the middle, and two smaller ones at the side, their contents obvious. Hanging above the stock was a sharp angled metal blade about three feet from the ground with handles on the top. It pointed down at the middle hole. Simple, elegant, brutal.

"Lay down," Ann suggested to Sophie.

Sophie pulled away from Ann, and Ann watched her perfect body flow from side to side as she approached the chopper. With no worry at all, she lay down on her back on the floor, sliding up to put her hands and neck into the gaps of the stocks. Ann for her part, followed her and once Sophie was in place, closed the stocks on her.

"Comfy?" she asked as she looked down. Sophie's chest rose and fell with her calm breaths and if she had any body taboos, they were non existent as she was completely on display. Temple was right, Ann's breath caught in her throat as she considered worshiping.

"The neck gap is firm and I cannot move," Sophie said. "I am enjoying this. Are you?"

"Yes," Ann replied instantly. Too quickly. She mounted Sophie's body, putting one, then both hands on the handles of the blade. "Ready?"

"Yes, please," Sophie replied.

Ann put all her weight on the blade, and after a fraction of a seconds friction, fell under her power and through Sophie's neck.

The woman under her buckled as her head was separated from her body, a spasm that came from the violence of it. After a erotic and a casual performance, Ann decided to try something more macabre, and this mysterious and wonderful woman trusted her enough to risk herself for Ann's pleasure and fun.

Ann felt Sophie's chest, running her hands over her warm breasts, feeling the life in them still. She hadn't killed, no, that wasn't fun, but she still felt the growing arousal under her.

Ann lifted the stocks, releasing the body, the open neck not a thing to be worried about as Sophie's body stat upright. "You know what you want to do," Ann whispered into the neck, and then Sophie - or at least her body - rolled over Ann, using enough strength to not be denied, and forced Ann onto her back. Not that Ann resisted even as the headless body put Ann into the stocks, first her hands, then her own neck, pulling aside Anne's long hair as she did so.

The stocks slapped into place, and Ann relaxed as this time, it was Sophie on top of her.

Sophie put one hand on the chopping blade, still red from moments ago, and another on Ann's chest. She squeezed Ann and when Ann opened her mouth to compliment her or approve, the other hand slammed the blade down.

Ann felt like she was choking, even as her world spun. She bumped up against Sophie's own head, their eyes meeting for a moment before Ann spun a little further.

She heard things happen, the stocks come undone, then footsteps. A pause, footsteps back, then another pause.

Again, footfalls, and this time for her, She felt herself being picked up, even as she was confused and worried that maybe something had gone wrong. But it couldn't have, right? No, obviously it didn't as she was righted, and then her neck and body were whole again.

Ann drew in a deep gasp of air, filling her lungs even as she knew she didn't need to, really. "Oh my," she replied as she checked herself to make sure she didn't need to re-affix her head again. No, she was perfectly attached.

"Indeed," Sophie said from out of her sight, and Ann turned carefully to face her. Sophie was there, as was Ann. Rather, Sophie's head was now on Ann's body, and Ann was now on Sophie's body. "You are larger than I am, softer too," Sophie examined her new body as Ann poked at hers. Good muscles, firm and toned.

"You're right," Ann said. "You said your body was a temple, right?"

"Of course," Sophie agreed.

"Care to worship?" Ann offered, putting her new body on display. "I'm sure you know the best ways."

"I do," Sophie agreed with the hint of a smile. She approached Ann with a sultry sway in Ann's hips. "I know how to make you see Heaven."

And she did.