As you get back on your feet, you feel something different about your body; it's lighter and somewhat shorter. Out of curiosity, you slide your hands down and are struck twice by shock from your painted nails and the feeling of breasts... The picture is painted for you: your head is on Lillian's body!
"Hey, can you help me up? I can't move" Lillian asked as she blew away grass from her eyes.
You pick her up with some effort, her head being tougher to pick up with your new body, and you lift her to your face. She takes a second to question to situation, then screams in agony at losing her body. You tuck her in between your right arm and try to shush her with her former hand. the feeling of her soft hand causes her to scream until she passes out.
You decide to take her home, a small apartment in a tall complex. Out of courtesy, you gently place Lillian's head on the couch. She's still out cold, possibly for a couple hours. It's no wonder she didn't slip into unconsciousness any sooner.
Now to see what's on television, you thought as you turned it on and switched to a news station.
"It's crazy season again, and this time it's aliens! A local... enthusiast claims to have seen a ufo in the sky take him away. He claims that the beings performed experiments on them involving decapitation? Oh great, some wacko reptilian nut job. Let's hear from the cowfu- i mean, Jim, on his account" A brunette reporter named Lacey stated trying to hold back from doubling over from laughter.
The feed was changed to a shuffling man with buggy eyes, messy white hair that most likely doubled as a 3d map of some snowy mountains, but the one thing that caught your eye is the strange contrast of the man's wrinkly face to his smooth body. He looked like a real life version of Warthog.
"This is not hogwash! I saw them with my own eyes! I-in fact, ah kin remember that they stole mah body and gave me some poor guy's body. Fed mine to some purple creature! Pity the boy with no junk to pleasure that sweet lil lady of his!" he hollered before being cut off.
Could this man really have your body? It could just be a coincidence, but with your head being perched on your girlfriend's body, anything could be true.
You look into the night sky through your dusty window. The lights pollute half of the sky, but if you squint hard enough, you can see a soft collections of stars dancing in the distance. Part of you wishes a UFO would zoom through to fill you with hope in fixing this mess. Maybe even seeing a light trail from it would fill the night sky with something other than emptiness.
Your thoughts turn back to your girlfriends dozing head. You can't imagine the fear going through what remains of her. Maybe there's something you can do to calm her down, perhaps you could cook something for her or pamper her.
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