Jenny was shaken awake by a hand on her shoulder; her vision returned and was filled by the tiny points of light shining through the dark color of her bed sheets. Still half asleep; Jenny stretched and yawned, the strange sensation this caused in her pussy confused her waking mind and she reached a hand down instinctively to touch her lips. Feeling nothing unusual she stretched her hands up to rub her eyes, her hands passing right through where her head should have been.
Jenny’s heart stopped, ‘I’m still dreaming… please god let this still be a dream.’ She thought to herself.
The hand shook her again, only this time it was accompanied by Martha’s voice. “Jenny? Jenny! Wake up! You’re late for school!”
Suddenly Jenny’s vision was filled with blinding light as the covers were quickly pulled off of her naked body. Instinctively Jenny covered her breasts and pussy to protect her modesty, inadvertently blocking out the light to her optic nipples, and cowered in a ball. She stayed silent, she was too scared to try and speak.
“Jenny, Jenny are you sick?” Martha’s voice asked, concerned.
‘Can’t she see my head is missing?!’ Jenny thought to herself, milk tears started to leak from her nipples as she started to cry.
“Jenny, answer me right now, are you sick or are you going to
school?!” Martha demanded.
Jenny didn’t know what to do, Martha didn’t think anything was wrong, but she wasn’t going to go to school like this, she had no choice. Tentatively she spoke.
“I’m sick…” She said, Jenny’s voice was muffled slightly as her pussy was unable to open properly with her legs so tightly pressed together.
“Well then I’m taking you down the doctor’s office.” Martha said unconcerned, “I’m not having you skipping school again.”
Jenny moved her hand so she could see; the maid was standing over her looking down with her hands on her hips. Jenny also noticed that her eyes weren’t looking at where Jenny was looking out from; instead Martha’s eyes were looking right between Jenny’s shoulders, where her head should have been. This made Jenny feel even worse.
“Now do you want some breakfast? Before I take you to the doctor …or school” Martha said, in a way that made Jenny know there was no chance that the maid believed that she was ill.
“Downstairs, 2 minutes!” Martha said as she turned and walked away. Jenny didn’t know what to do…