Jon slowly opened the door to the last private room and stepped quietly stepped inside. Most of the other rooms had been empty, a couple had guests passed out and using the beds and couches. In the previous room, he had woken up the occupants which scared him as much as them. However, he had not noticed anyone else changed. Jon let the light of the hallway fill the room, not wanting to turn on the light. He saw a boy slumped over on the couch. His fly was undone and his dick was out. He looked like he had passed out right in the middle of his fun. Jon was just about to leave when he noticed something on the floor, As he approached it, it looked almost like a hairy bowling ball. He reached down and picked it up, only to realize it was a girls head. Jon yelped and dropped the head. As it fell to the ground, the girls eyes snapped open and looked at him. As she hit the thick carpeted floor, the girl cursed and Jon watched her roll a couple feet before stopping. Jon timidly approached and walked around her so she could see him. "Fuck!" she exclaimed. "Dropped twice in one night. I can't believe this!"
"Twice?" Jon asked. "Yeah," she responded. "We were, you know " she trailed off. Jon looked at her, not quite understanding. The girl rolled her eyes. "I was blowing him, ok? Anyways, I guess I was a little better than I thought, or he was a little drunker than I thought, because just as he cums, his grip goes and down I went. I must have spent and hour yelling at him to wake up and get me back to my body before I decided to just get some sleep." Jon's eyes went wide. "Your body?" The girl looked at him strangely. "Yes, Jon, my body. What, did you forget about it? He just detached it from my head is all." Jon never got tried of seeing how transformed people always thought their form was the most normal thing in the world. "So, why let him take your head off?" he asked. The girl smiled. "Because it's kinky, you know? I'm under his control, completely under his control, more submissive and all of that. Besides, different guys like different parts. I remember one party. One guy liked boobs, another getting head, another ass, then there was the guy who was obsessed with feet Well, it took all weekend trying to get my parts back. Speaking of which, can you help me get back to my body. I sense it's somewhere close."
Jon nodded. "Sure, do you want me to get it or " She smiled again. "No, that's alright, you can just carry me. Just make sure you don't drop me again. Twice was quite enough already." Jon gently reached down and picked up the head, and stepped out of the room, cradling her in his arms. "It's forward, a little to the left, yeah, we're getting closer" Jon noticed her directions were taking them closer to one of the bathrooms. The door was open a crack and he pushed it open, careful not to drop his passenger. The smell that hit him was not as bad as Liz's horse spunk had been, but it wasn't roses either. "Oh, shit," exclaimed the head. "Oh, puke, actually," Jon said, looking at the unflushed toilet. "Can you pinch my nose or something," she asked. Jon rotated her head and pointed it at the ground. "Wouldn't you rather do it yourself?" On the floor was a young girls body, minus a head. From the clothing, Jon could now tell this was one of the girls Zoe had brought into the back during the actual party. "At least she seems to enjoy her change," he thought. Jon watched as the arms reached towards him and carefully took the head out of his hands. As the head was put back to the neck, the crease between the two vanished instantly. "Thanks, Jon. Although I can move each part even when detached, I've found out the hard way it's easier to bring the head to everything else than trying to have my body stumble blindly looking for it." She stood up and looked herself over in the mirror. "Well, looks like everything's here for once," she said pleasantly. Unexpectedly, she suddenly let out a soft moan, her eyelids flutter as her eyes rolled to the back for a moment. "Or maybe not," she said, regaining here composure. "I think someone took a souvenir after all." She unzipped her pants and pulled back her panties. "Yep, someone took my pussy again," she said in an annoyed tone. Suddenly, she jerked and her spine went straight as a rod. She pulled her pants down the rest of the way and tuned her back to the mirror, looking in the reflection. "And they took my asshole, too," she said even more annoyed as she pulled her pants up.
"Listen, Jon, I need to go find me before some horny pervert makes it so I can't walk straight at school tomorrow. But, call me later, ok?" Jon nodded and watched her run out the door with a large smile on her face. Even though he didn't know who she was, the rock would definitely help with that. "I love that stone." His sense of joy was quickly soured as he caught another whiff of the contents of the toilet bowl. He reached forward quickly flushed the toilet. He watched with relief as it swirl and start to drain away.
His relief changed to horror as he saw what was at the bottom of the bowl. Emerging out of the bottom of the bowl was a girls face. She was made of porcelain, the same white opaque color as the toilet was, and the disgusting contents of the bowl were being swallowed down her open mouth. As the bowl emptied into her, she was just able to get out a quick "Thank you!" before the bowl began to refill with water, ready for it's next use. He looked through the clear water as the face trapped at the bottom of the bowl, and was surprised to see her smile widely up at him, completely oblivious to how retched her new existence was. A couple seconds later, Jon realized it was Jennifer, the student president. "How ironic," he thought. On Friday, under the influence of a wish, she had confessed to him her strongest sexual desire was to have people pee on her. Jon wondered if she had somehow cast a wish on herself, or if her personal desire somehow affected whatever wish had been cast on her. "Not that it makes much difference now." Jon took one last look at her still smiling face, then left the room, wondering if he even wanted to find the rest of the transformed girls.
