"Well actually yeah I was wondering if I could go and use this on your biker friends?" You reveal the sword to your stepdad, explaining that it leaves a person alive when you cut them.
Your dad held a gloved hand to his bearded chin not sure. You decide in a quick and easy way to get your stepfather to agree, you grab your slicked back hair and swung clean through your neck. Your stepdad tried to stop you but it was too late. He was beginning to panic when you took your head away and showed your dad your smooth stump. He cautiously walked up and began to touch it causing you to blush feeling his soft leather glove rub your sensitive stump.
"Oh hell yeah we're gonna use this at the meet up. Uh I think it might be safer if you put it back on."
Your face went pale as you soon remembered that this was permanent. "Uh... Well about that Dad... You see..."
"You can't reattach it can you" he answered. Your dad set out his hands as you slowly handed him your head. Setting it in the saddlebags, your stepfather shook his head as he took the sword from your body and helped you onto the bike as he drove off to the edge of town.
When y'all arrived you tried to control your body to open the saddlebags only for you to walk it over to the wrong motorcycle by accident. Your dad left you behind to show his buddies the sword and point out your body. All of a sudden the saddlebags opens...
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