This choice: ...Kicked your body to the ground and took your head • Go Back...Chapter #8...Kicked your body to the ground and took your... by: Gavalar  The thieves release your body and start walking back to their van. The problem was that they were taking your head with them. You make you body stand up again and try to chase after them. However, one of the thieves saw your body coming and gave it a swift kick in the groin, causing you to yelp in pain and your body to collapse onto the ground, grasping your sore genitals.
When the thieves arrived back at the van, they slide the door open and throw your head inside. you bounce around for a bit before settling in one spot. The thieves jump in and speed off. Your gaze faced a big sack in the back seat. It was full and you could hear voices coming from it. It seems that your head wasn't the first that the had stolen today. About five minutes later, the van came to a stop and the thieves jumped out again. They were gone for about two minutes and they returned with a headless female body. You could do nothing as you watched them tie her wrists and ankles together. Once they had succeeded in restraining the body, they sped off once again.
Fifteen minutes passed before the van stopped again. This time, one of the thieves grabbed the sack of heads while another thief that you hadn't seen before enters the van and swipes the female body. You felt yourself being lifted by the hair before being spun around to face the thief that cut your head off.
"Welcome to your new home." He chuckled with an evil grin on his face. He carries you into what appears to be an abandoned warehouse. They appeared to have redesigned the interior so that it had several rooms instead of one big open space. You were led to a room that had shelves on every wall. They were decorated by several heads, each with its own cubical on the shelf.
"Oh no! Gavin, not you too!" You heard a familiar voice scream. You looked over and saw Mikki's head on one of the shelves.
"AH, so she's your girlfriend!" The thief exclaimed, just putting together the reason why you were at the field. He finds an empty cubical on the shelf directly across from Mikki and sets you down.
"Well, I'll leave you two to catch up. I'll see you soon." He laughs as he leaves the room.
"What happened to you?" Mikki asks.
"I went back to the field to find clues that would lead me here, but when I got there, I found that these guys came back for your body. They found me and took my head." You told her. Worried that they may have found Mikki's body, you ask her of anything has happened.
"Not really. My body is still in the house. I can't navigate very well, so I've just lay my body on the bed." She explains to you. She then asks you about your body. You focused for a moment so that you could feel your body more clearly. You hadn't moved much since you were decapitated, so you were still in the same place. Just then, you felt someone touching you. And hand helped you to your feet and then led you away somewhere. At first you thought that it was one of the thieves, but the hand felt aged and feminine. You decided to trust it.
After about an hour, the thief that decapitated you came back. He picked you up and held you close to his face. He grinned at you, satisfied by what he had done.
"Hey lover boy! We've prepared a surprise for you! Come on!" He then take you away. You could hear Mikki screaming for him to leave you alone, but it didn't stop him. He led you to a room with nothing but a metal table in the center. He sat you down and then grabbed his sword from the corner.
"What are you going to do!?" You asked him. He laughed at your question.
"It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you." He then raises his sword. He places one hand on the top of your head to steady you before carefully cutting though you scalp. He removes your scalp and sits it down next to you, leaving your brain exposed.
"A nice clean cut, but this is where it gets messy." He says. He then drives both hands into your skull and grabs your brain from two sides. You scream in terror as your feel him lift your brain out of your head. He then holds your brain in one hand as he uses the sword to sever your brain stem. To your surprise, you're not dead. The thief then places your brain on the table in front of you.
"Look! That's you!" He's says with excitement. You stare at him, every part of you shaking with fear, even your body.
"Are you going to kill me?" You ask, stuttering.
"Kill you? No! That would ruin the fun!" He tells you. "I'll be right back." He says. He then picks up your brain again and leaves the room. You sat there worried for a few minutes, wondering what he was going to do to you. Suddenly, everything went dark. You lost all of your senses. This last for what felt like an eternity. You wondered if you were dead.
Eventually, your senses come back to you and your sight returns. You appeared to be back at the spot where they had decapitated you. You felt that you had a body, but it didn't feel right. As you sat up, you felt an unfamiliar weight on your chest. You looked down and were shocked at what you found. You now possessed the body of a woman in her mid 20's with large breasts. You reached up and cupped them in your hands. As you moved your arms, you caused some long hair to fall into your line of sight. You didn't recognise it as your own. It differed in both colour and length. You placed your hand on your face and discovered that they had done more than give you a new body. They gave you a new head! You looked around and saw a hand mirror on the ground with a note stuck to it. You went over to it and read the note.
"Have fun!" It read. you then picked up the mirror and looked at your new head for the first time.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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