While I was in college, I needed an extra job to pay the bills. I applied for a job at the local amusement park and started my summer job there maybe a week after.
At the fair, they had old fashioned style sideshow attraction. It has the usual fare, fire eating, a bed of nails, conjoined twins, a two headed cow, etc. The one I was assigned to work on was the headless woman. You might have heard of this one before – a beautiful girl is decapitated but is kept alive by an array of tubes going into her neck feeding her nutrients. Of course, the illusion is made using mirrors to hide the actress’s head. With my natural acting ability, I was to be the “scientist” narrating the affair to the audience. I was also to be responsible for the upkeep of the attraction, whatever that meant.
Of course, before beginning the job, I was given a quick demonstration of the show. The curtain opened and there she was. I was stunned by just how hot she was. Her head might have been behind a mirror, but boy was her body the right shape. She had large, natural breasts and was wearing a low cut shirt that showed off ample cleavage. She was wearing a short miniskirt that left little to the imagination. At the end of her long, gorgeous legs were a pair of red high heels. And it looked like she had a variety of tubes going into her neck where her head was supposed to be. I wondered if her face was as beautiful as the rest of her.
My boss was taking the role as the "scientist" for this demonstration. “Come one, come all, and see Monica the headless girl!” he barked in an old timey ringleader voice. He gave the backstory how Monica had been a gorgeous model beheaded in a car accident and how modern science kept her alive. He went into how the tubes in her neck fed her nutrients and connected her to an artificial mechanical brain to keep her alive. And to prove that she was alive and was not a dummy or a robot, he gently tapped her hand. Monica waved at the audience, walked seductively to a chair, sat in it and crossed her sexy legs. She leaned forward a little giving an ample view of her clevage and put her hands on her hips.
As the only audience member in attendance, I enthusiastically clapped my hands. “Wow, bravo! That’s a pretty amazing illusion.” I remarked. My boss gave me a weird grin. I walked over to Monica and introduced myself, trying not to stammer. “Hey, that was an amazing show! I’m Joe, your new coworker, I’m glad to meet you!” She didn’t respond and just sat in there chair like I wasn’t there. I expected her to take off the mirror covering her face at this point. “So… Monica… um… is that your real name?” Still nothing. This was getting awkward and I was getting more uncomfortable than before. “Heh… uh… wow, I guess you’re really committed to your craft. Okay… very funny. You can quit fooling around and take off the mirrors now.”
“It’s no use…” the ringleader remarked. “You realize she can’t hear you, right?” I nodded. “Ah… I see… I guess she can’t hear very well with that mirror aparatus on her head. I’m sorry, I thought she was being rude!” The boss man chuckled. “Well lad, are you just going to stand there? Be a fine gentleman and help her take it off.” He said with a sinister grin. I nodded eagerly, wanting to make a good first impression.
I began feeling around the area where I would expect it to be and… I felt nothing. “Hmm… this is odd…” I remarked. I looked down immediately found myself peering at her breasts and quickly looked away as I felt my face tuning red. “Uh.. just feeling around for it here…” I wave my hands around closer… and still didn’t feel anything. “This is seriously weird…” I tried grabbing the tubes and pulled gently. I gave a stronger tug and the tubes pulled right out of her neck. She suddenly started to flail her arms and felt around on the top of her neck stump where her head should be.
“There, I got it off.” I said grinning. “I… I… I DID WHAT?!” My grin changed to shock, horror and disbelief as I realized what I was looking at. I waved my hands where her head should be. Placed my hand on the top of her neck stump. No head there. I looked down it and there was a little metal covering on the top with a hole in it. I stuck my finger in the hole and she immediately slapped me and pulled my finger out. I shoved the tubes back in.
“Um… uh… sir…” I said meekly, while shaking… “THIS LADY DOESN’T HAVE HER GODDAMN HEAD!! WHERE’S HER DAMN HEAD? OH MY GOD!!” My boss crossed his arms and smirked. “I told you, she lost it in a car accident. Her head got turned into paste.” I looked at him in disbelief. “HOW IS SHE ALIVE?!” “I just told you. She gets fed nutrients through the tubes. An artificial brain acts as her life support and controls her movements.” I my jaw dropped. “You mean… you mean…” My boss nodded and replied “Yep, she’s actually real.”
I tried to compose myself. “Uhh… wow. She’s real. I can’t believe it.” My bossed nodded. “Believe it. A talent scout found her from a mad scientist in Germany. She is the real deal, my friend.” I took a large gulp. “So… the job description also spoke about the upkeep of the attraction?” My new boss itched his scruffy beard and replied “Yeah. By that I mean you’re to be her caretaker. You make sure she’s as happy and healthy as a headless hussey can be.”
I glanced back at Monica. She seemed to have calmed down after I disconnected the tubes. “I-I’m sorry about unplugging her tubes…” The boss shook his head. “Don’t worry about it. If they get disconnected for a little bit, I won’t kill her. As long as she has them connected for meal time each day, she’ll be fine.” I gave a sigh of relief. “That’s good to hear. It won’t disconnect her from her robot brain?” The boss man shook his head. “Nah. That’s implanted in her torso.”
The boss continued. “Okay, so kiddo, time to lay out some instructions and ground rules.” He began going over her day to daily care. When we weren’t doing shows, I was to live with her and be by her side 24/7. I had to make sure she had her feeding tubes connected each day for meal time. She needed daily exercise to stay in good shape. She needs to be dressed. Helped to the bathroom. She needed to be bathed daily. “Bathe her?” I interjected, blushing. “Yeah. Is that going to be a problem?” I shook my head. “N-No sir.” I hoped he didn’t see the bulge in my pants. Nope, never mind, he glanced right at my crotch. “Listen kid, I know she’s a nice piece of ass but don’t get any ideas. We had to fire the last guy because he wouldn’t stop fucking her.” Deeply embarrassed, I nodded. “I gotcha sir…” He slapped me on the back. “Haha, just kidding. He got hit by a train.” His smile turned serious again. “We really do frown upon relations between coworkers though. If one thing leads to another though, make sure you do a good job and I might look the other way.”
I glanced back at Monica. God, she was gorgeous. I felt like I was in love with her at first sight. Or maybe in lust with her. The thought of touching her naked body made my all kinds of excited… Sure, she has no head but… I thought to myself that maybe a good lover doesn’t need a head. She just needs a gorgeous sexy body to make love with.
I snapped out of my dazed and started paying attention to the boss man again. “Remember, she is blind, deaf and mute. Her only sense is touch. She doesn’t have a real brain. She moves on her own from instinct and reflex but she doesn’t really think. She has about as much intelligence as your alarm clock. Monica can’t take care of herself and relies on you.”
“Your duties are starting tonight. Take her home tonight and make sure her needs are met. You’re expected to be here at 6am each day to be ready for the 8am rope drop at the park. Don’t screw this up.” I enthusiastically nodded my head. “Yes sir!”
“…wait just a minute.” I said before packing up my stuff. “Just how am I supposed to get her to work each day? People are gonna notice a headless lady.” The boss slapped his forehead. “Oh yeah, that. Use this.” He opened a small trunk and removed a mannequin head wearing a burka and some sunglasses. “Won’t a Muslim lady with her head totally covered but wearing sexy clothes from the neck down also attract attention?” The boss sighed. “Whatever kid, it’s the best I could think of, ok? Now get outta here!”
And so, I placed the fake head on Monica’s shoulders, took her by the hand and walked her to my car and buckled her up. At one point I had to slam on the brakes to avoid a deer and her wooden head kept tumbling off. I scrambled to scoop it back up and place it on her neck before anyone noticed.
At home, I opened the door, helped her out of the car and walked her to my apartment door. On the way there she someone noticed and already gave her a wolf whistle. “Hey Joe, who’s the hottie?” my neighbor commented.
Once indoors, I closed the window shades, took off her fake head and tried to make her comfortable on my couch. She sad down and seemed relaxed from her body language but… well, it’s hard to tell when she didn’t have a face.
I tried making some small talk but it was no use. She couldn’t hear me, and even if she could, she wouldn’t understand what I was saying. It made me feel more at ease, though. “So, you’re from Germany? Is it nice there?” The headless woman didn’t respond. She just sat there silently. “You know, you’re quite beautiful. I don’t think I’ve ever had such an attractive woman in my house before.” Monica said nothing and stretched her arms. “You’re pretty but not a very good conversationalist.” She crossed her long legs and placed her hands on her knee. He arms pressed on the sides of her amazing tits. My cock was rock hard.
I cringed. “I’m… gonna try a little something. I hope this is okay. If you’re uncomfortable, stop me.” I sat next to her on the couch. I took her hand and held it gently. “Jeez, even your hands are pretty, lady.” To my surprise, she took her other hand and gently placed it on the side of my face. She then gingerly felt my lips with her fingers. I took her hand and kissed it.
I decided to try my luck and take it a step further. I placed my hand on Monica’s thigh. She leaned closer to me. She wasn’t wearing a bra and I could see her nipples through her shirt. Was she getting turned on? I began to gently rub my fingertips on her thigh and she started breathing heavily and began rubbing her breast. I moved closer to her crotch and she got more and more excited.
Suddenly, the headless beauty shot up out of her chair and stood in front of me. She moved her hips seductively and slowly pulled up the bottom of her top and let it rest atop her exposed tits. She danced slowly and sensually and rubbed her hands up and down her torso and rubbed her breasts together. “Wow, this is really happening. I can’t believe it. We’ve known each other for 2 hours and we’re doing this. Also, I still can’t believe you don’t have a head.” She pressed her breasts into my face. “Oh, baby…” I rubbed my hands down her sides and back as I kissed and licked her erect nipples. She rubbed her fingers through my hair. I heard a moan come from the hole in her neck. “So, you can make a sound after all…”
I guided Monica towards the bedroom. I unzipped my pants and pulled down hers. She felt my erect penis in her hands. I escalated things and gently felt around the rim of her pussy. I stuck my fingers into her wet vagina and began to rub her clitoris. Her legs flexed around me in ecstasy and she began moaning louder and louder in pleasure. I slapped and grabbed her perfectly round ass.
After a few minutes of this, she flipped me over on my back tried to mount me cowgirl style. Knowing what was next, I reached in my dressed drawer and fumbled to put on a condom while she was on me like a ravenous animal. Finally, with my shield equipped, I thrust my throbbing cock into her pussy.
She really started moaning very loudly now as we vigorously humped each other. “Oh God… Oh God… what an amazing body, I love your body… oh Jesus…” And then, just as soon as it began, it was over. I couldn't help but cum.
Monica laid down on her back, breathing heavily and covered in sweat. “Well, I hope you’re happy, because I just broke rule #1…” I sat down on the bed beside her and admired her beautiful curves. "Yeah, seems like a great lover doesn't need a head after all. Just a nice, sexy body..." I relaxed there for a minute and decided it was time to clean up.
I took Monica by the hand and walked her to the shower. I lathered her up with soap from her neck stump to her toes, familiarizing myself with every square inch of her perfect body. As the water came down on us, we embraced and held each other at the waist. I dried her off with a towel and walked her to bed. I attached the hoses to her neck then got in bed beside her nude form.
"So Monica... I wonder... do you sleep? Or do you not have any consciousness at all? You definitely get horny, that's for sure... you seem to know what you're doing in bed at least. I don't know who you are or if there's anybody in there... but I think I'm in love with your body. And you just being a physical body suits me I think. I think you're my dream girl."
I kissed Monica on the chest and laid down. I spooned her in bed and cupped my hands around her breasts. With no head in the way, I didn't get any long hair in my mouth and had full view of the TV. "This is awesome..." I thought as I drifted off to sleep.
And so, that’s how I started the best summer job I ever had…