Alice and her fiancée Richard were to be married and journeyed to the countryside via horse and carriage to the neighboring kingdom where Richard’s family lived. Richard was the son of a blacksmith and was a handsome man with a square jaw and a tall stature. His beloved Alice was an exceptionally beautiful young woman. She was seemingly perfect in appearance and demeanor. She had a pretty, youthful face, long blond hair, a large bosom barely stuffed into her bodice and long, shapely legs and behind.
In the evening of the third day of their journey, they stopped in a village on the way before nightfall so they could stay the night. Dangerous vandals and creatures roamed the roads at night. They were puzzled however as this village was no where on any map. The village was spartan and strangely quiet. Above the village on a mountain sat a huge, ornate castle in stark contrast to the village. There was barely a soul outside in the eerily silent village. Both Richard and Alice had a bad feeling of foreboding but Richard insisted they stay at the Inn as night was upon them.
As Richard walked inside the Inn, he did a double take as he thought he saw a French maid… with no head. The headless maid seemed surprised and quickly scrambled into the other room. He rubbed his eyes and thought he must be seeing things. He rang the bell at the counter and an old, grizzled Innkeep came out from behind a curtain. “Hello, what can I do for-“ the Innkeep looked at Alice and cut himself off and suddenly looked frightened. “Oh no, we can’t be havin’ a beautiful woman in this inn. You need to go to the next town with as much haste as you can. She can’t stay here. Get out. Go.” The old man tried to shoo them out. Richard and Alice were stunned. “What kind of hospitality is this? This rudeness is uncalled for!” The old Innkeep shook his head. “I’m not tryin’ to be ill mannered, but for your woman’s sake, you best be going as soon as you can.” Alice crossed her arms and looked at the man with a frown. “And why is that?” she asked.
The man grumbled “We really don’t have a lot of time for this, but fine. I suppose I need to show ye to convince ye. Rose… you can come out my dear.” With that, from behind the curtain emerged the woman in a French maid’s attire. She was attractive in body, but the feature that stood out the most was that she did indeed have no head. In its place, she had a frilly bow atop her neck where her head should be. Richard and Alice gasped in shock. “If she does not leave, this too shall be her fate. Such is the fate of all pretty girls who enter this town.” Warned the Innkeeper. Richard and Alice nodded. “I think we shall be going.” They replied. “Make haste! You don’t want the Queen’s guards to spot you!” The Innkeep said as they left the door.
As they hurried back to their carriage, they notice that in fact, almost all of the women of the town were headless. They were just a few feet away when they heard someone shout “HALT!”
They turned around to see tall, thin creatures that looked like men with green skin and wings dressed in soldier’s attire. They were pointing spears at the couple. The lead soldier stepped forward and addressed them. “The girl is coming with us. She will make a fine addition to the Queen’s collection.” He said, with an air of arrogance. “NO!” Richard shouted, but he was restrained by the guards. The lead soldier chuckled. “Oh, don’t worry. We just want her head. You can have the rest of her back.” And with that, they grabbed Alice by the arms and started flying towards the castle.
Alice was terrified. Apparently, the girls who lost their heads here somehow stayed alive unlike everywhere else. But she didn’t know if that applied to her. And even if it did, she wasn’t thrilled at the prospect of living without a head of the rest of her days.
The palace was beautiful and made of crystal. As the landed, the soldiers marched her through ornate hallways into a large throne room. The walls were adorned with rows and rows of women’s heads on pedestals. There were hundreds of them, and they were all pretty. In the center of the room, on a throne, sat a gorgeous woman with long black hair and an ornate dress admiring herself in a mirror. “Hmmm, I do adore head No. 17, but I think I am in the mood for No. 36 today.” She walked to the wall, removed her head, and swapped it with one with short red hair and freckles on the shelf, then put her other head back. She admired her new head in the mirror some more, smilled and said “Ah, perfect!” and went back to her throne.
“My lady, we have found one you might like to add to your collection” said the soldier. The Queen looked up from her throne lazily, looked a little surprised and said “Ah. Interesting. Let me take a look.” The Queen walked over to Alice and began to inspect her. Alice was shaking and had dried tears on her cheeks. “Oh yes… she is quite exquisite. She will do nicely.” The Queen remarked. “Oh, look alive girl, do tell me what your name is?” “A-A-Alice” the young woman stuttered. “Ah… Alice. A pretty name for a pretty face. Wouldn’t what face go very nicely with my body?” The Queen asked as she stroked her sizable breasts. Alice noticed how shapely the Queen’s figure was and how skimpy her outfit was.
“P-P-Please don’t take my head… I’m too young to die! And it’s the only one I have! Don’t you have enough?” Alice pleaded tearfully. The Queen laughed heartily. “Oh my dear, I don’t mean to kill you. I just want your head. My magic will keep you alive. I simply must possess your head. Your face is very, very pretty my dear and I must have it for my collection.” The Queen also looked over Alice’s from the neck down as well. “And besides my dear, your body is almost as beautiful as mine. Your legs, breasts, waist, rear, skin, all excellent. You don’t really need a head. If it wasn’t up to my standards, I could augment it magically.” Remarked the Queen. “But, I need it to see! And hear! And eat! And, what if Richard doesn’t love me anymore when it’s gone!” Alice pleaded. “My magic will let you see and hear. You won’t need to eat anymore. And you won’t age anymore either. Your body will be in fine shape forever. And if your man decides to go? His loss. Besides, a lot of men in this town prefer women without their heads. Now enough dawdling. Men, take her to the chamber.”
The soldiers then dragged Alice to another room with a large guillotine in the center. They put Alice’s neck through the stocks. Her desperate pleas fell on deaf ears. The Queen shouted “OFF WITH HER HEAD!” and the soldiers pulled the cord. The blade dropped and sliced clean through her neck. Alice’s head plopped into the basket at the other end. All of a sudden, Alice was now two.
Alice’s head saw the bottom of the basket and saw the room move as the Queen picked her up. She was still in tears. “Oh, don’t cry my dear, you’ll look so good on me.” And with that, the Queen removed her head and placed Alice’s on her shoulders. She grinned. “See, isn’t that better my dear?”
Alice’s now headless body stumbled upwards and felt above her neck. Her head was indeed gone. She felt the top of her neck and now a thin layer of skin covered the top with a small hole in the middle to breathe. She felt a wave a panic which was exasperated when she “saw” her head on the Queen’s body. She wanted to cry but no tears would come out and she had no mouth to make any noise. A wave of anger surged in the headless Alice as she gazed about the smirking Queen wearing her head. But she could do nothing, she could barely stand.
The Queen took out her mirror and looked upon her new head. “Glorious, just glorious. You had such a fine face my dear. This might be one of my favorites.” She gazed at her new face some more, then noticed Alice was still there. “Ok, I have want I want. You can go now. Shoo.” Alice still wouldn’t leave and shakily marched towards the Queen. The Queen sighed. “Oh fine.” The Queen waved her hand. Alice felt her breasts grow a bit bigger, her butt get rounder and her legs a little longer. “Now your body is as perfect as mine. And you have eternal youth, too. Happy? No? All right, guards, take her out.” And with that, the soldiers grabbed the beheaded bride to be and forcefully escorted her out of the castle and toss her out of the door where she landed on her butt.
Richard ran to Alice’s aid outside the castle and lifted her up. “Oh no… Oh Alice, my dear, what have they done to you? Can you hear me? Your beautiful face is gone…” He lamented. Pangs of sadness welled up in her heart. She wanted to cry but still couldn’t. Oh, Richard won’t love me anymore. No one will… she thought. “Let’s get you back to somewhere where we can rest…”
Richard helped his fiancée back to the Inn and sat her down in a chair. The Innkeep got a pen and paper so she could communicate. Richard asked her “Are you okay my dear? Can you hear me? It’s horrible what she did to you…” Alice wrote on the paper. I’m not okay. How could she do this to me? We were to be married… can you still love me like this? Richard shook his head. “Alice, don’t think like that. You’re going to be okay. Of course I’ll still love you. You are the love of my life, with or without a head. You are still beautiful my dear. You don’t need one. Once we reach town, we’ll be married as soon as we can.” Alice would have tears of joy if she could. Waves of relief washed over her. Perhaps she could learn to live with this.
They retired to the Inn room. Richard kissed Alice’s neck stump and a wave of passion washed over them both. “I know we aren’t yet married, but I cannot wait. I want to make love to you, right here, right now. Tell me somehow if you agree.” Alice silently responded by scrambling to unbutton Richard’s shirt and pants. Richard began undoing Alice’s dress. Her large, glorious breast fells from her bodice. He kissed them passionately as she hugged him and ran her fingers through her hair. He pushed her up against the wall as he made out with her boobs and she raised her leg over his back. Alice felt an arousal like she never had before.
Richard pulled off the rest of her dress and they rolled onto the bed. He rubbed her g-spot with his fingers and moans of pleasure emerged from the hole in her neck. He thrust his penis into the vagina of the headless beauty and thrust as thrust as she moaned with pleasure. After a time, it was over. She laid exhausted on her back, with her hand draped over her chest as she caught her breath. Richard leaned over and gently kissed Alice’s breast. “Don’t forget you are beautiful and I was always love you. That was amazing.” The headless woman was overrun with joy and hugged him tightly.
And so, as he promised, the couple were married and had 5 children. Even after, Alice's body stayed as thin and beautiful as ever. Richard started a pub and tavern called “The Quiet Woman”, named after his wife. She was the official mascot and server. People from all over the land came far and wide to see the headless beauty and business boomed. Many a man lusted over Alice’s sexy headless body, but her heart was for Richard alone and he didn’t tolerate it when anyone touched her inappropriately. As the years went by and Richard aged, the body of Alice didn’t. She remained youthful and as sexy as ever.
Richard would often remark how luckily of a man he was, and even admitted her liked Alice better without her head. Alice herself grew to be fine with her headless condition. After all, losing her head gave her fame, good business and made her loved by all. Alice didn’t need her head and was happier without it.
As time went on, Richard grew older and eventually passed away at a ripe old age. Alice heartbroken. She still hadn’t aged a day. But as the years went on, she moved on. Alice became the owner of the Quiet Woman Tavern and ironically, the “head” of the family. To this day, you can still see the Quiet Woman at her pub. Loneliness set in with the passing of her husband and now a widow, she is currently looking to date again. Even though Alice is well over a hundred now, she still looks and feels like she's 20 years old and has the same health and vitality as the day she got married. Men all over are now trying to win the heart of the decapitated dame. Who will be the lucky one?
Now, for Alice's head, her tale wasn't quite as happy as it was for her body. Like the other heads in the Queens collection, Alice's head spent most of her days sitting on a pedestal on a shelf. Such a life was tediously boring when most of it was on a sitting in a glass cabinet. However, she did have the other heads to keep her company. Alice's head missed Richard, hoping he would come to rescue her, but he never did. She wondered how her body was doing and if Richard stayed with her. Little did she know that Richard loved Alice's body very much and had a happy family and life together.
Like the other heads, Alice jumped for joy when the Queen came to wear her. When the Queen wore a head, the Queen's body took control over the head she wore, although a bit of the head's personality would affect how the Queen acted. On the rare occasion she was chosen, Alice's head was happy to see the outside world and experience things.
The Queen was loose with men and never had a real relationship with anyone, but enjoyed casual sex with whatever handsome man came to the castle. Often times Alice's head got to experience the lovemaking with strange men, and for a time she felt guilty that they weren't her husband to be. On occasion, the Queen would set Alice's head on the dresser and let her watch as the Queen had wild sex orgies with no head attached at all.
The heads in the collection often wondered what the Queen's original head was like. None of them could claim to be the one she was born with. Many theorized that her original head was ugly as was locked away in a dungeon or destroyed. They speculated what the Queen's obsession with collecting heads was to compensate for her original ugly face and so that she could have heads that matched her beautiful body.
One day, a vengeful woman snuck into the Queen's bedroom while she was sleeping and drove a blade through her heart. The Queen was assassinated and she gave the heads back to their original owners in the town. But since Alice was not from the town, she was not reunited with her body. But, Alice's head and the other heads that were not returned to their bodies were still cared for well by the townspeople.
One day, many many years later, someone told Alice about the Quiet Woman tavern and its headless host in a distant land. She asked a friend to take her there and she was surprised to see her old body again. Alice's body explained to her head that Richard had passed away but they had a happy marriage and family together. Alice's body also explained to her head that she didn't want her head reattached. She's grown to accept being headless and has had a happy and full life without her head. Alice's body does not want her head placed back on, because she won't be the same person anymore, but a combination of the two who have had very different life experiences. Alice's head was saddened to hear this, but accepted it.
Alice's head and body agreed to remain separated, but became friends and Alice's body would care for her immobile head. Alice's body would often take her head outside in a basket so she could see the world and have a fuller life than a head on a shelf. Alice's head would feel important again as she took on duties running the business. The beautiful body remained the icon and mascot of tavern and a beloved member of the community, and the brilliant head ran things from behind the scenes.
Alice's head and body lived happily ever after.