You couldn't resist the urge any longer, your new body was crying out for some attention, obviously turned on by the male head now attached to it. You ducked into a nearby alleyway where you saw a homeless man asleep on a flattened out cardboard box. Only the homeless guy's scruffy looking head was affixed to a teenager's body...and a teenage girl's body no less. The ebony skin of his new African-American body contrasted sharply with the pale complexion of his dozing head.
"This is getting weirder!" you muttered to yourself, as your dainty hands reached up to grab your new breasts...giving them another squeeze. By now your new crotch was incredibly 'wet' and you gasped as you lowered your right hand and felt in between your feminine legs.
For the next few minutes you 'explored' your new anatomy in detail, and you tried to keep your 'moans' down to a minimum, not only to avoid drawing attention to yourself, but also not to wake the homeless bum too. You knew that there'd be countless other people doing the same thing right about now, so you didn't feel too weird, but it was still a peculiar situation in which you found yourself. Your head after all was attached to Catherine's sexy body.
Once you had 'satisfied' your new body's cravings, you exited the alleyway and bumped straight into two other people. A quick glance confirmed that they had so far been unaffected by whatever was happening to you and a lot of other people. "Oh...sorry!" you apologized to the couple, who just looked you up and down in amazement. The two people you had literally bumped into were foreign tourists from England, they were friends rather than a couple. The man, Steven, 33, was about 6 ft tall and wearing glasses, he had a shaved head and was a little on the skinny side. He was dressed in a white collar shirt, black jeans and a pair of black hiking boots. His female companion, Liz, 30, was about 5' 4" tall, her light brown hair was in a ponytail, and she had very large breasts (a size 30H). She was dressed in a plain black tank top, a pair of low-rise denim jeans and a pair of brown, high heeled ankle boots that boosted her height to 5' 7".
"What the bloody hell is going on here?" the woman asked you, her British accent showing through, and causing you to suddenly feel self-conscious about your appearance as the she and her friend just stood there staring at you. You really didn't know what to say to them.
"Er...does it look like I know lady?" you eventually responded.
"Whatever is it, it seems pretty widespread!" the woman's friend, Steven, suddenly chimed in, looking around at people.
"Well, how can people just detach their heads?" Liz then shrieked at you, as she became increasingly agitated.
"Look, I really don't know what to tell you, I'm as confused as everyone else, I don't know why this is happening," you sighed, "you two should just be thankful that it hasn't happened to you as well" you then told the pair.
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