"Well, no one's here," you say as you put Mikki's and Carol's heads on the coffee table. "Man, these breasts are tiring me out." You turn to the body you now inhabit. "Hayley, I don't think I can pilot your body anymore." Suddenly, you feel your head lifted off the body's shoulders and put on the table along with Mikki's and Carol's.
Hayley's body then decides whose head it wants on its body. After careful "thinking", Hayley's body picks up...
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