The Lecture

You might notice a little similarity between this one and Weird Science, and, indeed, some of the ideas came from this, but this one’s in a completely different universe. But then, aren’t all my stories with @MagicalFirefly in different universes?

Carlie noticed something odd in the lecture hall as she entered her Quantum Physics 101 class.  It wasn’t something tangible, more of a feeling that something had changed.  Professor Park had been going on and on about quantum entanglement for a few classes now, and Carlie was beginning to grasp the concept as she found her usual seat in front.  Being a tiny person, it helped that she was able to sit up front in order to observe everything.

Carlie couldn’t help but think that something was up this lecture.  She had her notebook available and everything she needed to record, but she couldn’t shake the feeling at all.

Professor Park showed up in his lab coat.  Carlie, being only 19, couldn’t help but notice how attractive the young professor was. Her breath caught in her throat almost every time he looked in her direction.

But that was against the rules.  She knew it, and she knew he knew it.  Plus, she wasn’t even sure he knew she was alive.

Professor Park called the class to attention. “As you may know, there have been many groundbreaking discoveries in the field of quantum entanglement, including in biological samples. It’s a commonly held belief that what we call Magic is really nothing more than misunderstood science, which is the truth.  When we don’t understand something, we ascribe it to some mysterious force we can never really understand, at least until we understand what originally happened.”

He held up a device that Carlie only realized had been there from the start.  It was humming, or something.  She didn’t know how to describe it. “When we understand the dynamics of quantum entanglement, therefore, we can begin to apply certain currents to the field in order to make biological entanglement a reality.  Now, if you’ll please help me.”

Carlie gasped as he reached for her.  He did know she was alive. “Uh, sure Professor.”

He introduced her as Carlie, which made her cheeks flush red.  He knew her. “Now we have not prepared anything ahead of time, have we Carlie?”

Carlie shook her head, still not getting what he was going for. “Now, if I can have you lay on the desk, we can begin.”

Carlie needed a hand up there, but, once up there, she adjusted herself as she laid down.  The professor asked her to bare her waist, to which she agreed among the titters of a few of her fellow students. “As we discussed, misunderstood science can often be confused for magic.  Allow me to demonstrate when I have Carlie’s consent.”

Carlie had no idea what he was going to do to her, but she nodded, agreeing to it.  The Professor pulled out a large handsaw. “You’ve all seen the illusion commonly called sawing a woman in half.  With the right frequency of quantum field already in place, however, that illusion can become reality.”

Carlie felt her breath catch.  What if something went wrong? “Don’t worry Carlie.  If I have this right, you won’t feel anything bad.  Just let me know if you want me to stop.”

A part of her wanted to shout no.  A part of her wanted to run and never come back.  But, still, he was cute.  Maybe, just maybe, if his theory was right. “Go ahead.”

She felt the teeth of the saw as he laid them against her waist.  What was she doing?  He drew the saw towards him, and Carlie had to gasp.  No, there wasn’t any pain.  She felt the saw teeth go into her, but that was about it.  He pushed the saw forward and Carlie gasped again.  She felt the skin of her waist part.

Carlie looked down at herself, expecting to see blood.  No blood, but she could see, at the next stroke of the saw, that the blade was indeed inside her.  The sensation was bizarre.

But then he sawed into her some more.  After a couple more strokes, with the saw definitely in her, Carlie felt an intense rush of pleasure.  Here she was, being sawn in half, on a lecture hall table, in front of a whole classroom, and she was feeling really, really good.

She looked down at herself again, smiling as she moaned in pleasure.  The saw was about halfway through her waist now.  She knew she could feel it, but she felt so good about it. What was really going on here? She kicked her foot a little, wondering how she could still feel it and control it.  She was certain that, when he reached her spine, she’d lose control.

As he sawed into her spine, she felt more pleasure as she moaned and gasped, saying yes repeatedly. She knew what it was as she felt it all through her dividing body.  As he was cutting through her spine, she had an intense orgasm.

And she could still feel her feet and her legs.  She felt the saw go through her back as Professor Park officially divided her in half.  He walked around her. “As you’ve seen, there was no preparation, no coverings of any kind.  There is no hidden compartment, and, if you wish, you can come up and look for yourself.”

He took hold under her arms, pulling on her until her halves separated as some of the students came forward. Carlie felt some of them touch her feet, which made her twitch, and some of them even ran their hands through her bisected waist.  She could feel it all.

One of the guys had to know. “So can you, say, cut off her feet?”

Carlie smiled at that. She knew some had foot fetishes. “Oh, go ahead.”

Professor Park obliged, cutting off Carlie’s feet, increasing the good feelings she was feeling. “Go ahead, pass them around.”

Carlie had to smile and giggle a little as some of the guys decided to tickle her detached feet just to be sure.  She had no idea who, but she wanted to know. “Professor, can you decapitate me as well?”

He looked at her a little strangely. “Well, I’m not sure how long the field will last, but we can try it.”

Carlie lifted her chin a little for easier access to her neck, and he sawed through it with another intense orgasmic experience.  Carlie felt her neck separate as she realized something.

She understood quantum entanglement now.  She really understood it.  How else could it be explained?

As the class neared its end, the professor called for Carlie’s feet to be returned to her as he said it was time to draw this to a close.  Carlie wasn’t sure she wanted it to end.  Here she was, in pieces, and she was thoroughly enjoying the experience.

The professor put her head back on, with another intense wave of pleasure, then reattached her feet with the same feeling.  Carlie had to gasp as she also felt her halves reattach to another orgasm.

At that, the professor dismissed the class, but Carlie had to stay.  She had to know what kind of batteries the device that did this for her took and had to know if she could borrow it.

She had to know if she could borrow it because she was intent on feeling it again.

Even though her roommate would probably scream at her beheaded friend.