Strong Willed

Jessica always got what she wanted.  Sure, when she was 13, and her body started to develop, her parents wanted her to adopt a more conservative approach, but she liked what was happening.  And she liked the attention she got in showing a lot of skin and a little cleavage.

That was 4 years and 3 boyfriends ago.  She actually liked stringing them along with promises of nights of pure passion, but then she’d dump them without warning.  Nobody would’ve guessed that she was still a virgin.

But here she was, now, at her 17th birthday party, and one of her friends dragged her along to see this corny magic act.  Still, she only pretended to be disinterested.  Magic always fascinated her, even after she saw all those shows exposing how the illusions were done.

But this magician was good. Jessica couldn’t guess how he was even coming close to performing some of his tricks, but she had to know. “For my final trick of the evening, I need a volunteer from the audience, a brave, young girl.”

Jessica’s friends all volunteered her, but she pretty much guessed she’d be the one anyway.  She stood, without the magician even calling on her, and walked up to the stage.  He asked her name, and, without missing a beat, she told him.  Then he said what she didn’t think of. “Tonight, folks, we’re going to saw Jessica in half in a way you’ve never seen before.”

Jessica gasped, still not sure if she heard him right.  Then she felt a little stab of disappointment at the platform she was expected to recline on for this “trick.” It was the standard jig-sawing platform, which meant nothing would happen to her.

Jessica took the magician’s hand as he helped her recline on the platform, then lock the stock over her. “Ladies and gentlemen, for this trick, it would be customary to use a powered jig-saw.  But not tonight.  Tonight, we go for the gusto.”

Jessica nearly hit the roof when she saw him take out a full-on handsaw with razor-sharp teeth. She had to control her breathing as he inserted the saw into the slot over her bare waist. “Any thoughts of backing out, Jessica?”

She thought for a moment about the predicament she was in.  Sure, she knew it was likely just a trick.  Maybe something to do with a retracting blade or something.  She had to know. “No, go ahead.”

Jessica had no idea. The magician slid the saw in, and she felt it on her body.  The tiny pricks of the teeth were unmistakable.  Jessica held her breath as the magician slid the saw forward.

She felt the saw dig into her.  It hurt, but not much.  The magician slid the saw back and forward again and she could feel it going into her. She expected more pain, but, strangely enough, that pain was eclipsed by a most pleasant sensation.  She was really being sawn in half.

She felt her breath shudder as she could feel the progress the saw was making through her body.  At about the halfway point she had to know. She looked down at herself and could see that, yes, the saw bisected her partway, but there was no blood.  There was nothing that indicated she’d soon be dead.

She relaxed as the magician continued to saw through her, gasping at the sheer pleasure as he sawed into her spine.  She had no idea she could feel so good.

Then the effect was done. The magician took the saw out of her. “Is that it?”

The magician smiled at her and shook his head. “No, not yet.”

He pulled on her legs and she gasped as her body split.  The magician announced that anyone who wanted could come up and see that Jessica was, indeed, in two pieces.

A few people actually did, even poking at Jessica’s leg to make sure it was real.  They looked at the cut end of her upper body, marveling, but then the magician announced it was time to put her back together, but Jessica knew something.

She felt so good, being like this, that she didn’t want to be put back together, not really.  And she always got what she wanted.

Sure, there was applause as she stepped off the stage, appearing to be in one piece, but she knew the truth.

It was when she got home, into her room, that she had to grin.  Sure, science would say this wasn’t legit, but Jessica always got what she wanted, and she wanted to stay sawn in half.  She looked down at her bare waist, smiling as it seemed to meld away, revealing the seam.

She lifted her upper body off her hips, grinning at the feeling and knowing she was right.  She loved it.