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Victoria perched the ping pong ball between her fingers. She tried not to let the pressure get to her. She just had to make one more shot to send this beer pong game into overtime. She ignored Fiona’s attempts at distracting her, lined up her shot, fired…

”YES! HAHAHA, way to MISS, Vicky!”

”No! Damn it! I was so close!”

”Close doesn’t cut it! Or does it?” Fiona had a vicious smirk on her face. “A deal is a deal. Your head gets cut off for the rest of the week!”

Victoria stomped her foot once and pouted. Carrying her head around all week was going to be annoying. Not to mention she would have to be careful about leaving it anywhere Fiona could mess with it - she would definitely take it and hide it from her. It wouldn’t be the first time.

”I want another chance! Let me try one more time!”

”No way! You made the bet, now pay up!” Fiona clapped her hands twice. “Chop chop!”

Victoria looked back at the table. She was sure she could make that shot if she had another chance. “Wait, wait, one more shot to tie it-“

”Why?” Fiona crossed her arms, but was still smiling. She liked watching Victoria struggle and attempt to get out of these situations she kept putting herself in.

”If I make the shot, we go into overtime to play for the original bet; loser cuts off their head.”

”But what happens if you miss, huh?”

Victoria nervously danced in place as she took a breath in. “If I miss, I don’t just cut my head off for a week - I *lose* my head for a week. Totally headless.”

Fiona raised her eyebrows. “Headless for a week?”

Victoria gulped. “Yuh, yep.”

”Lose your head to me?”

”IF I miss the shot! But I’m gonna make it this time!”

Fiona bent over to pick up the ping pong ball from the floor. She held it out to Victoria. “Alright, you have a bet. Can’t wait for you to miss again~, hehehe!”

”I’m NOT gonna miss it!” Victoria snatched the ball out of Fiona’s hand. She walked back to her side of the pong table. “I’m going to make it, and we’re gonna keep playing, and YOUR head is gonna get cut off for once!”

”Are you sure about that, babe?” Fiona was biting her lower lip. The smile still curled the corners of her mouth.

“Uh, YEAH I’m sure!” She lined up in her shooting stance. She focused on the lone cup on the other end of the table. “Im gonna cut your head off, and when you least expect it, I’m gonna take your head and hide it someplace you won’t find it!”

”You sure are counting a lot of chickens when all you have is eggs.”

Victoria giggled. For how fierce their back-and-forth was going, it was all in good fun. As long as she didn’t lose, that is. “Well my first egg is about to hatch.”

Victoria rose her arm. She took a deep breath. She concentrated on the cup, the shot, the distance, the technique. She aimed. She threw.

The ball bounced off of the front rim of the cup and roll-bounced back across the table towards Victoria.

“YES! YOU MISSED!”

”NO! NO!” Victoria stepped forward and grabbed the ball. “NO THAT DOESN’T-THAT DOESN’T COUNT!”

”YES IT DOES!” Fiona pulled her phone out of her pocket. She opened the app that connected to the thick collar Victoria was wearing. “Your head is MINE for a whole WEEK!”

Victoria was already lining up to attempt the shot again. “NO I get to try again because that was so close and you should let me try ag-“

Fiona cut Victoria off mid-sentence by pressing a button on her phone screen. In an instant, Victoria’s head went from being physically on her neck to digitally on Fiona’s phone. The empty space in Victoria’s collar glowed white for several moments before fading away, revealing a flat disc of skin on top of her neck stump.

Victoria recoiled. Her left arm raised in a poor mimicry of her right arm. After a couple tiny steps in place, she threw the ball. It completely missed the table. As she bent her torso forward, her hands scurried over her headless neck, her shoulders, and her chest.

”Mmmm, Vicky, Vicky, Vicky…” Fiona teased. She alternated staring at her headless girlfriend struggling and the modularity app. She sent the file for Victoria’s head to her secure backup hard drive. She confirmed that her head was no longer in her phone files before putting her phone away. “You probably should learn when to give up, but I hope you never learn.”

Victoria was not learning much at the moment. She wobbled to the side and nearly knocked over their fake Christmas tree. She stepped away from it and basically fell against the wall. She stayed on her feet. She used the wall to keep her beheaded body balanced for a walk of a few steps. Her arms came up in front of her as she staggered toward the center of the room in search of Fiona.

Fiona was in her office. She checked the files on her computer. Yep, Vicky’s dumb little head was in the external hard drive. She clicked here, clicked there, then read a message on screen:

[FIFI’S HARD DRIVE CAN BE SAFELY DISCONNECTED]

Fiona grabbed the hard drive and unplugged it. She put it in her lockable desk drawer, shut the drawer, locked it, and pulled out the key. Now Vicky’s dumb little head was somewhere she couldn’t get it back until the deal was done.

Victoria faltered and stumbled around the room. It was hard to find anything without her head. She was pretty sure she was close to the kitchen - no, no, that’s the television. She turned around and began swaying her way across the room again. After a couple steps, she was physically stopped in her tracks by a sudden bear hug that lifted her off the ground.

Fiona laughed as Vicky squirmed in her arms. As she set her gently down to her feet again, she planted her lips on top of Vicky’s vacant neck stump and rubbed her back.

Victoria panicked at first, but Fiona’s kisses made her melt. She embraced her girlfriend right back. Sure, she stole her head like, all the time, but this made it worth it. She squeezed Fiona’s butt with both hands.

”EEE!!!” Fiona shrieked and jumped, then busted out laughing. “You moron!” She noticed Vicky’s body was shuddering. If she hadn’t seen this so many times, she wouldn’t have known it was laughter. But laughter it was. “You think you’re funny, huh? Well I think you need to be taught a lesson!”

This time Fiona lifted Victoria and didn’t put her down. She carried her headless girlfriend out of the room and down the hall. Victoria had her legs wrapped around Fiona in moments. They both knew what would happen next in their bedroom.

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Happy Holidays everyone! Patreon got this festive piece several months ago - consider joining for $3 a month to see how many images have yet to make it over here to DeviantArt. Patreon.com/LackingCPU
Also, be sure to follow my Pixiv account for ALL of the images in my render sets (many will not be posted here!) plus other OC related art and commissions of my characters (coming soon8.

Description
Victoria perched the ping pong ball between her fingers. She tried not to let the pressure get to her. She just had to make one more shot to send this beer pong game into overtime. She ignored Fiona’s attempts at distracting her, lined up her shot, fired…

”YES! HAHAHA, way to MISS, Vicky!”

”No! Damn it! I was so close!”

”Close doesn’t cut it! Or does it?” Fiona had a vicious smirk on her face. “A deal is a deal. Your head gets cut off for the rest of the week!”

Victoria stomped her foot once and pouted. Carrying her head around all week was going to be annoying. Not to mention she would have to be careful about leaving it anywhere Fiona could mess with it - she would definitely take it and hide it from her. It wouldn’t be the first time.

”I want another chance! Let me try one more time!”

”No way! You made the bet, now pay up!” Fiona clapped her hands twice. “Chop chop!”

Victoria looked back at the table. She was sure she could make that shot if she had another chance. “Wait, wait, one more shot to tie it-“

”Why?” Fiona crossed her arms, but was still smiling. She liked watching Victoria struggle and attempt to get out of these situations she kept putting herself in.

”If I make the shot, we go into overtime to play for the original bet; loser cuts off their head.”

”But what happens if you miss, huh?”

Victoria nervously danced in place as she took a breath in. “If I miss, I don’t just cut my head off for a week - I *lose* my head for a week. Totally headless.”

Fiona raised her eyebrows. “Headless for a week?”

Victoria gulped. “Yuh, yep.”

”Lose your head to me?”

”IF I miss the shot! But I’m gonna make it this time!”

Fiona bent over to pick up the ping pong ball from the floor. She held it out to Victoria. “Alright, you have a bet. Can’t wait for you to miss again~, hehehe!”

”I’m NOT gonna miss it!” Victoria snatched the ball out of Fiona’s hand. She walked back to her side of the pong table. “I’m going to make it, and we’re gonna keep playing, and YOUR head is gonna get cut off for once!”

”Are you sure about that, babe?” Fiona was biting her lower lip. The smile still curled the corners of her mouth.

“Uh, YEAH I’m sure!” She lined up in her shooting stance. She focused on the lone cup on the other end of the table. “Im gonna cut your head off, and when you least expect it, I’m gonna take your head and hide it someplace you won’t find it!”

”You sure are counting a lot of chickens when all you have is eggs.”

Victoria giggled. For how fierce their back-and-forth was going, it was all in good fun. As long as she didn’t lose, that is. “Well my first egg is about to hatch.”

Victoria rose her arm. She took a deep breath. She concentrated on the cup, the shot, the distance, the technique. She aimed. She threw.

The ball bounced off of the front rim of the cup and roll-bounced back across the table towards Victoria.

“YES! YOU MISSED!”

”NO! NO!” Victoria stepped forward and grabbed the ball. “NO THAT DOESN’T-THAT DOESN’T COUNT!”

”YES IT DOES!” Fiona pulled her phone out of her pocket. She opened the app that connected to the thick collar Victoria was wearing. “Your head is MINE for a whole WEEK!”

Victoria was already lining up to attempt the shot again. “NO I get to try again because that was so close and you should let me try ag-“

Fiona cut Victoria off mid-sentence by pressing a button on her phone screen. In an instant, Victoria’s head went from being physically on her neck to digitally on Fiona’s phone. The empty space in Victoria’s collar glowed white for several moments before fading away, revealing a flat disc of skin on top of her neck stump.

Victoria recoiled. Her left arm raised in a poor mimicry of her right arm. After a couple tiny steps in place, she threw the ball. It completely missed the table. As she bent her torso forward, her hands scurried over her headless neck, her shoulders, and her chest.

”Mmmm, Vicky, Vicky, Vicky…” Fiona teased. She alternated staring at her headless girlfriend struggling and the modularity app. She sent the file for Victoria’s head to her secure backup hard drive. She confirmed that her head was no longer in her phone files before putting her phone away. “You probably should learn when to give up, but I hope you never learn.”

Victoria was not learning much at the moment. She wobbled to the side and nearly knocked over their fake Christmas tree. She stepped away from it and basically fell against the wall. She stayed on her feet. She used the wall to keep her beheaded body balanced for a walk of a few steps. Her arms came up in front of her as she staggered toward the center of the room in search of Fiona.

Fiona was in her office. She checked the files on her computer. Yep, Vicky’s dumb little head was in the external hard drive. She clicked here, clicked there, then read a message on screen:

[FIFI’S HARD DRIVE CAN BE SAFELY DISCONNECTED]

Fiona grabbed the hard drive and unplugged it. She put it in her lockable desk drawer, shut the drawer, locked it, and pulled out the key. Now Vicky’s dumb little head was somewhere she couldn’t get it back until the deal was done.

Victoria faltered and stumbled around the room. It was hard to find anything without her head. She was pretty sure she was close to the kitchen - no, no, that’s the television. She turned around and began swaying her way across the room again. After a couple steps, she was physically stopped in her tracks by a sudden bear hug that lifted her off the ground.

Fiona laughed as Vicky squirmed in her arms. As she set her gently down to her feet again, she planted her lips on top of Vicky’s vacant neck stump and rubbed her back.

Victoria panicked at first, but Fiona’s kisses made her melt. She embraced her girlfriend right back. Sure, she stole her head like, all the time, but this made it worth it. She squeezed Fiona’s butt with both hands.

”EEE!!!” Fiona shrieked and jumped, then busted out laughing. “You moron!” She noticed Vicky’s body was shuddering. If she hadn’t seen this so many times, she wouldn’t have known it was laughter. But laughter it was. “You think you’re funny, huh? Well I think you need to be taught a lesson!”

This time Fiona lifted Victoria and didn’t put her down. She carried her headless girlfriend out of the room and down the hall. Victoria had her legs wrapped around Fiona in moments. They both knew what would happen next in their bedroom.

——————

Happy Holidays everyone! Patreon got this festive piece several months ago - consider joining for $3 a month to see how many images have yet to make it over here to DeviantArt. Patreon.com/LackingCPU
Also, be sure to follow my Pixiv account for ALL of the images in my render sets (many will not be posted here!) plus other OC related art and commissions of my characters (coming soon8.