Lend me your head

Lunette and Naomi were colleged roommates and best friends, despite the two clay girls being as different as night and day. Naomi was vibrant and jovial, practically the living embodiment of “YOLO” if you’d ask her. Meanwhile, Lunette was far more serious and reserved, focused on her studies. So it wasn’t a surprise when Naomi came barging into their room carrying bags of clothes. “Ugh, I’m so tired!” she exclaimed, flopping on the bed. “You’d be less tired if you spent a little less on your shopping sprees,” Lunette criticized from behind a pile of books, crowded on her desk. “I don’t criticize you when you buy your…. Whatever you buy!” “Texbooks?” Lunette snarked. “School supplies? Useful things?” “Hey, clothes are very useful!” Naomi snarked back. “They are one of the basics of survival. Besides, I'm a little shorter now and my old clothes didn’t fit.” “Shorter?” Lunette said, scanning over Naomi’s body and noticing a slight drop in height. “Yeah now that you mention it you are. What happened to you?” “Ugh, a dog,” sighed Naomi, rolling her eyes. “Thought my foot was a chew toy. Ran right away with it. I tried to redistribute the mass as much as I could but I still lost an inch or two.” “You could probably gain it back if you lost a couple sizes in your bust or-” “NEVER!” Naomi interrupted. “Big boobs are also one of the basics of survival.” “Where’d you learn that?” Lunette asked dryly. “Same place where I got my sick Parkour moves, HWA!” Naomi said, jumping. “That’s how this all happened in the first place. Was practicing a vault but botched it and broke into a bunch of tiny pieces, and that stupid dog made off with my foot and one of my best heels.” “I don’t think you are supposed to practice Parkour in heels. “And I don’t think you are supposed to offer advice when it isn’t asked for,” said Naomi. “Look at least the dog didn’t take my head. That’d be a disaster. It’s hard to put my body back together when I can’t see it.” “And you’re gonna need that head for the Econ exam you got in an hour right?” Lunette said “...” Naomi just stared blankly. “Right?” Lunette emphasized. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shjjit I totally forgot!” Naomi said, panicking. “I can’t fail this exame, I’m already on the border of flunking.” “Hey, calm down. At least it was an easy one,” Lunette said, trying to be the barest bit of reassuring. “How do you know, did you take it already?” Naomi said, chewing on her nails, and a bit further right down to her fingers. “Well, no, but I took the same class last semester and that professor tends to make their quizzes pretty simple at this tme of the- YEEEEE” Before Lunette could say much more, Naomi grabbed her head and yanked it off her body. “What the heck are you doing! “ she screamed, “It’s an emergency, I’m just gonna borrow this for a second OK?” Naomi yanked her own head off and put Lunette’s on her body. After a second she opened her eyes. “Oh wow it worked! Is this how you feel all the time Lunette? The test seems like it would be so simple now. Easy. Boring…” she said as her eyes drooped a little and she fell into the deadpan voice lunette tended to talk in. Lunette’s body angirly signed at Naomi: This counts as cheating you know! “Oh hey I understand sign language now!” Naomi said. “Come on, no one will notice. Do you really think so? Lunette continued to sign so aggressively you could practically hear it with your eyes: You’re using my head, my face, my hair, aside from the tits it will look like I’m taking the test, because I will be! “Good point,” Naomi said, stroking her chin. “I can fix it.” Wait no! Lunette protested but it didn’t stop Naomi. She peeled off her face as if it were a sticker, and did the same with Lunettes, and swapped them effortlessly, smoothing down the edges. Then she pulled off the hair of each head as if it was a wig and swapped them as well. “TA-DAAAA, now I look like my usual self,” Naomi said. “Though my chest is smaller… and I’m having a bit of an issue getting my hair on straight. Do you havbe a bigger head than me? Anyway, I'm going to ace that test! Be back soon!” Lunette wanted to scream for her to stop but had no mouth to do it with. Frustrated, she picked up Naomi’s discarded head to try and call out for her, but by the time she opened Naomi’s eyes it was too late. “Dammit, she’s gone… I guess there’s nothing to do but get back to studying,” she said, opening her books. But the words almost looked like a foreign language. After a few seconds passed she closed the books in disappointment. “Ugh, it’s all so hard. I’ll just relax until Naomi gets back,” she said to herself, pulling out her phone and scrolling YouTube. “Oh hey look! A makeup tutorial!”