You take a cup from the table - you guess it's the one you were using before - and grab a mug of the potion. You have to feed it to Hope first, which is a little awkward, since she has no motor control, but once her head is safely removed from your shared body, you place it on the table and take a sip of the stuff for yourself. By contrast to the last one, this one has more of a cotton-candy-ish flavor to it, though you don't have much time to think about that before your head tips forward into your borrowed hands.
"Excellent!" says Vivienne, rocking up onto the balls of her feet. "Consistent results - not that I expected less. So, given that Tim was the last one attached to that body there, I assume he still has control over it?"
"Yep," you say, giving her a thumbs-up for emphasis.
"And Hope, do you maintain any feeling in your body?"
"Mm-mm," she says, with a strange motion at the top of her neck that you guess would be her shaking her head, were it still affixed to something.
"Mm. Unfortunate, but also unsurprising," says Vivienne. "Although, not for long!"
"Got that right," you say, and take a quick step forward to plop your head down on her body.
You're immediately jolted by the sudden change in perception as Hope's body falls onto you, and a small yelp of shock reminds you that this body was holding Vivienne's head - was.
"Ah, geez!" you say. You hadn't considered that Hope's body would fall once you attached yourself to a different one, but pushing it backwards quickly - much more difficult than you'd expected, since it's dead weight now - is enough to land it on the couch, beside the one that had been yours until recently.
"Ohh, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Hope asks.
You wink at her, and pick her up to press her head against your old body before quickly turning to check the floor for Vivienne - to the surprise of no one, she's right where you left her, until you give her Hope's body.
"Whew," you sigh, wiping your forehead with your new hand. In truth, it's not exceedingly dissimilar to Hope's - just as smooth, but perhaps a bit bigger. Curious, you pat yourself down - Vivienne's body is a bit more sensitive than your girlfriend's - is she still your girlfriend if she has your male body? - you're not really sure, but
"Ohhhh geez," you swallow as you realize your hands have found your breasts - and that Vivienne didn't appear to be wearing much beneath her robes; panties, flats and nothing else.
"Enjoying yourself?" asks the witch, crossing her legs and arms with a smirk.
"Maybe a little," you say, trying to smirk back but unable to keep your face from flushing. You spare a look at Hope, whose hands are planted firmly between her legs. "And you?"
"Oh god this is...weird," she says. There's a moment's pause before she continues, "But...I don't hate it."
"Glad to hear you don't hate your boyfriend's body," you prod.
"Shut up, you know what I mean," Hope replies, sticking out her tongue. "So anyway...now what?"
Vivienne stands up and makes her way over to one of the shelves. "Should have some here somewhere...ah! There we go!" She pulls down a bottle of what appears to be perfume, though you chuckle a bit as she has to stand tiptoe to reach the shelf.
"Have a look at this, you two," she says. "Spray this on yourselves and people shouldn't question your...unique appearances. You'll both be fine, since you know what's happened between the three of us."
You spray a bit of the perfume-potion into your hand, but can't get any sort of scent off it. With a shrug, you rub a bit of it around your neck and hand it to Hope, who sprays it on like perfume.
"Thanks for all that, Ms. Vivienne!" says Hope.
"Oh, my pleasure. I haven't had guests in a very long time," she replies. "And I don't believe I've ever had guests who enjoyed my work - typically they run away screaming."
"Not us," you say. "We'll be back when we get bored."
"If we get bored," Hope winks. "Or, y'know, if we just want to visit."
As the two of you walk, hand-in-hand, away from the cabin, Hope turns and asks again, "So, if you want me to decide, that's fine, since, y'know...the boy usually decides, but where to next?"
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