You’re quite confused about the whole situation. First about how people’s heads could just fall off and reattach but also why at times it can’t.
Sarah’s quite upset to have her blonde-haired head on your male body. “If anyone sees me like this, I’ll just die!” she cries. She looks down at your body wearing a long-sleeved purple collared shirt and a pair of jeans wearing your grungy white sneakers.
You’re a bit insulted and reply “Well, what about me?” You point to Sarah’s, now your breasts in a tight mid-rift yellow tank top and a black mini-skirt. You struggle to stand straight because you’re teetering on Sarah’s bright red high heels. You can’t help but think to yourself how cold you feel with the wind on your legs and the breeze you feel between your legs.
You both agree you need to get off the street and figure out what happened and also how to get your own bodies back.
You discreetly try to head toward Sarah’s house since it’s closer. Unfortunately you run into:
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