Podcast.

The camera starts up and Carlie sits down on the sofa facing it.

 “Okay, uh, I’m not really sure what’s going to happen here, but I wanted to get it documented for everyone.  I, uh, learned about this just the other day and I, uh, kind of wanted to try it out.”

She gets up for a moment and a sound of some rummaging comes from off-camera.  A moment later, she returns to the camera, holding a large, shiny, sharp knife.

 “I know what you’re wondering. ‘Carlie, what are you doing with that big knife?’ Well, if this works, I learned a little something about my family’s involvement with real magical arts.  If this works, we’ll soon know.  If not, I may have to cut the stream and call 911.  I know there are other emergency numbers, but that’s the number here.”

She lifts up her shirt slightly, exposing a part of her waist.  She hesitates a moment before turning back to the camera.

 “Well, here it goes.”

She takes a deep breath, places the knife against her waist and draws it across.  There’s no blood, no nothing that indicates she’s been hurt.  She sighs, looking down, then back up at the camera.

 “I guess we keep going then.”

As she slices into herself again, she grins.  She slices again, with a little more vigor as it’s obvious she’s sliced deeply into her own body.  She keeps slicing, going deeper, moaning and she does so in pure pleasure.  As she’s about halfway through she stops.

 “I don’t know how to explain this.  It feels incredible, like so many good things happening at once.  I mean, logic says I should be screaming in pain, but, except for a brief bit at the beginning, it feels so good.”

She starts slicing again, moaning more and more as she continues through her body.  After a few more moments, she finishes the cut, fully severing her upper and lower halves.  She’s smiling as she looks down and her foot comes up, in view of the camera.  It’s clear she can still control her lower half as it twitches for the viewing audience.

 “I have to try something here.”

Without much preamble, she uses her arms to lift her top half clean off her bottom half as her foot continues to move.  She hums a little tune, dancing her foot to it to show it’s not just random nerve ending.

 “I mean, this shouldn’t feel like it does, but it feels fantastic.  My cousin, that I learned this from, told me that, if I used a saw, it might get really good, even orgasmic, when I cut through my backbone.  I wasn’t sure I could until just now.”

She moves her top half off her bottom half, fully showing her separation.  As she puts her foot down, she looks at the knife again.

 “I wonder…”

She places the sharp end of the knife next to her neck, slicing through quickly with her other hand on top of her head to catch it when it comes undone.  A moment later, with a big grin, she uses both her hands to take her head completely off.

 “Now, unless you come from a line of magic folk, I strongly suggest not doing this.  You might severely hurt yourself.  I do, so this is okay.  But let’s see…”

She places her head back on her neck stump, pressing down with a huge grin.

 “Now that felt good.  And…”

She pulls up on her head, showing that it’s officially reattached.

 “And now…”

She moves her top half over on top of her bottom half, lowering her top half down as she moans intensely.  As she catches her breath, a huge grin on her face, she stands up.

 “Again, don’t try this at home.”

The camera shuts off.