This story was originally posted to DeviantArt on February 26, 2010.
Meghan woke up, and her head erupted in a blaze of pain. She clenched her eyes shut, and tried to raise her hand up to her head, but when nothing happened, she remembered that she didn't have any hands. She was still just a head, hips, and legs.
She tried to figure out where she was. Her head was resting on its side, but she was laying on her front… she opened her eyes slowly, cautiously, trying not to let too much light in… she realized her head was comfortably nestled between another girl's breasts, and she looked up… the girl had brown hair and blue eyes, and was looking down at her, an amused grin on her face. Meghan didn't recognize her. "Oops," she said, "um, excuse me."
The girl chuckled. "No problem. You laying on top of me kept me warm last night."
Meghan tried to rise to a kneeling position, but her head erupted in pain again. "Oog," she muttered. "I think I drank too much last night."
"Lucky you," the other girl said. "I didn't have head most of the night. I was a centerpiece. I didn't even get my head back til someone took pity on me after the party was over."
"Your chest is… umm… comfortable." Meghan felt herself blushing. The girl's breasts were full and perky, and her nipples were standing erect. "I'm Meghan, by the way."
"I'm Gina," said the other girl. "Nice to meet you."
"How did I, um…"
"Get on top of me?" she chuckled. "Someone laid me on the couch last night, and you crawled up here not long after and snuggled in. To be honest, I don't think you realized there was anyone else on the couch, but I didn't feel like trying to disturb you… it was cold in here. Still is, actually."
Meghan finally raised herself onto her knees, and saw that Gina was just a head and torso. Her arms and legs were missing. "So you were a centerpiece? You didn't even have a head? What was that like?"
Gina thought for a moment. "It was like being in a totally dark, totally silent room. Not entirely unpleasant, actually…. it was peaceful. Except when people occasionally touched me, I guess just to see if I was really real… a few people tickled me. That was odd." She chuckled. "But at least it kept things interesting."
"Ooh," Meghan said. "I need to go to the restroom."
"Well," Gina said, "good luck pulling your underwear down."
Meghan got off the couch. There were a couple girls spread out asleep on nearby couches; one girl with blonde hair was naked and snoring lightly in a chair, with a detached penis resting between her breasts. Some guy would probably be looking for that soon… unless the rest of him had been disappeared, and his penis was all that left. Hmm, she grinned to herself, that might make the ideal boyfriend…
She was still in high heels, and she wobbled a bit as she walked. She found the bathroom down a hallway in the back. At her current much-reduced height, she could barely see her own head in the bathroom mirror over the counter. She tried to hook her underwear on one of the drawer knobs under the sink to pull it down, but it didn't work.
She was about ready to give up when the door opened and Renee walked in. She was dressed in a bra and panties, and groaned as she leaned on the door. She only had a left arm, and she had bags under her eyes, and she started when she saw someone was in the bathroom. "Oh…. mornin', Meg," she slurred. "Were you using this one? I'll go use a upstairs one…"
"Wait, Renee… um, can you pull down my underwear for me so I can go?"
"Huh?" Renee stared at her through half-closed eyes. Clearly, she had taken in even more alcohol than her. "Oh, yeah… sure…" she reached for Meghan's underwear. "Heh… I only got one arm…" She twisted the invisibly-thin metal ring where her arm was. "I musta left the other one in Mara's room. I should go find it."
The thought of Renee having fun with Mara made her a little jealous, but Meghan didn't say anything, she just blushed as Renee pulled her underwear and stockings down to around her knees with one hand. "There ya go. Well, see ya later."
It was weird going to the bathroom with no torso or arms; her head was right above her legs as she pissed. Once she was done, she realized she couldn't pull her underwear back up. "Renee?" she asked quietly, hoping her friend was still there, but she was gone. "Damn it," she muttered. She managed to stand up again, then staggered her way out of the bathroom and back toward the couch. She could only walk a few inches at a time, like walking with her knees tied together. Finally, when she had almost made it back to the couch, she fell over.
"Damn it," she whispered again, and barely managed to turn herself over when she heard someone walking down the stairs on the far side of the foyer.
Mara appeared, and looked down at her, and grinned. "Looking a little helpless there." She stood Meghan up, then twisted the metal ring at her waist. Suddenly she found her head rising up; she had a torso and a chest again. Then Mara twisted the rings on her arms, and she had arms again. Meghan was barely getting used to having arms again when Mara turned and restored Gina's arms and legs. "Get up, pledges. Wakey wakey."
Slowly people were coming to, and Mara walked over to the girl sleeping, the penis still resting between her breasts. "Hey, Jen. Couldn't you even make it up to your room to play with your boyfriend?"
"Aw," Jen stuck her tongue out at Mara, "don't be such a party pooper." She rubbed the penis between her breasts, and then stuck it her mouth, massaging it with her lips. Meghan noticed it was getting harder. Mara walked over and snatched it out of Jen's mouth, then gave a twist and Jen's boyfriend appeared out of thin air, falling to the floor. "Get outta here," Mara said.
The boy looked up at Mara with a hurt look, then back at Jen. Jen glared up at Mara for a moment, then followed him out of the room.
Once the other pledges had been restored, Mara turned to them all. "All right, girls… we'll see you back here at 5 am tomorrow." She smiled an evil smile. "It's gonna be a long week for you all, so I suggest you get some rest. Ta!" She turned and climbed back up the stairs, leaving a bunch of girls staring confusedly at each other.
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