Sandy and I have always had a great romantic relationship that included a good sexual relationship.  I didn’t know how much our sex lives would change that night when I was talking to my magician friend.  Steve and I had grown up together and had always been the best of buds.  When our ten-year class reunion came up, we both agreed to meet and B.S. over drinks.  After getting both of us drunk, he told me a magician’s secret.  How to divide and reassemble a person without harming them.

“But that’s bullshit, Steve.  That stuff they do on stage is done with fake feet and cardboard.  It’s kid stuff.”

“Well, not everyone knows about this.  I learned it on accident.  In fact, I shouldn’t have told you about it.  But if you don’t believe me, try it.  On your girlfriend or something.  Fill my beer.”

I spilled some beer into his cup from the pitcher.  While disbelieving, I was intrigued.  “So, what?  I just need to get a couple of boxes, insert female and saw away once I’ve done this thing?”

“Yup.  In fact, you can cut whoever you want to.  Including yourself if you want to.  In fact, you don’t really need boxes.  They’re just there for the effect.  Just do what I told you and you’re set.”

“Whatever.  If you could really do it, you’d be cutting off your own dick just so your wife could use it as a dildo.”  I thought this was hilarious at the time, but Steve just looked at me and smiled.  I thought he was just drunk.  He was.

After that, we proceeded to get completely plastered.  I didn’t even think of what he told me until Sandy and I were watching a magic special on TV a few weeks later.  At the moment, a magician was cutting a woman in half.

“Hey Scott?”

“Yeah?”

“Can your friend do that kind of stuff?  You know, cutting people in half and stuff like that?”

“He said he could.  He even told me the ‘secret’ so that I could do it myself if I wanted.  I’m not so sure that I believe it though.  Why do you ask?”

“Well, since we’re screwing and all, I might as well tell you.  It’s always been a fantasy of mine to be cut in half like that.”  The magician on TV was standing between the two pieces of the girl absorbing the audience’s applause.  “But since you said that he told you the secret, maybe we could do it ourselves.”

“Well, I don’t know.  I don’t really believe in that stuff.  Besides, I don’t want to hurt you or disappoint you.”

“Come on, lover.  Do it for me.”  She crawled over to me on the couch and put her lips close to mine.  “Use your fantastic wood-working skills and make me a box that I can slide my body into.”  That said, she kissed me ever so lightly and placed her hand on my crotch.  What can I say, I’m a sucker for women.

After about a week and a half of spare time work, my little project was done.  I had made the boxes out of some spare lumber and stained and varnished it nicely.  The boxes were open on both sides to allow the audience to see the assistant’s body as she was cut and was nicely padded for her too.  The boxes were made so that the magician cut at the assistant’s waist instead of through the thighs thus making the upper box smaller than the lower.  I had also made the steel dividers to complete the box.  I figured that if and when this little trick didn’t work, I could always sell it to Steve.  Satisfied with my handiwork, I took the cabinets upstairs and set them up in the living room.  I didn’t have the right type of tables for it, so I just set it up on the floor.  I changed into jean shorts and a tee shirt and waited for Sandy to get home from shopping.

At about three o’clock, she finally walked in.

“Hi, hon. I got that Genoa salami that you wanted.  They were out of…  What’s that?”  She was indicating the boxes on the floor.

“It’s a present.  Just for you, just like you wanted.  Do you want to try it out?”  I was still skeptical, but I thought that I might as well get it over with.

“Yes!  Yes, I’ll get changed right now.  What should I wear?  Hell with it, I want to do it naked anyway.”  She shoved the bag of groceries in the refrigerator and began stripping on the spot.  Within a few seconds, she was stark naked and next to me inspecting the box.  “Why don’t you get naked too.  It is a sexual fantasy.”

“If you really want me too.”  She was showing so much enthusiasm, I had already begun stripping.

“Lock me in.  I want this bad.”  She had opened the box up and had lain down.  “No, wait.  I want to do it.”  She sat up and picked up the ankle stocks and locked her feet into place.  She quickly closed the door on the lower cabinet and latched it down.  She then lay down and stuck her arms through the sides.  After a little trouble, she picked up the neck stock and locked it down.  I closed the lid on her after taking a good look at her perfect breasts.

“OK.  I’m ready.  Cut me in two, lover.  Stroke me with that powerful tool of yours, baby.”

“Are you sure you still want this.  I mean, I’m not sure myself.  This is for real.”  I was nervous that she would be disappointed when it didn’t work.  I was also nervous that it just might work and that I wouldn’t know what to do.

“Hey, the worst you can do is give my waist a scrape.  Just being in here like this has been a big enough part of my fantasy to make me extremely horny.  I won’t be too disappointed if it doesn’t work and I’ll reward you for the work you’ve done anyway.”  She put her hand between my legs and stroked my tool.  No further prodding was needed.  
“Well, if you say so.  I’ll just run the blade over your skin so that you can experience it.”  I set the classic Craftsman wood saw in the groove above her waist and rested the blade on her skin.  I took a deep breath and drew it lightly across her skin.  When I did this, the blade sunk into her about an inch or two.

“Whoa!  Wait!  Are you ok Sandy?”  I was suddenly very scared.  Not that it hurt her, but that it was actually working.

“Ohmigod!  Yes!   It’s working!”  She grabbed my leg and looked me right in the eye.  “Keep going, babe.  I want this!”

I couldn’t believe that Steve had told me a real magic secret.  This just didn’t seem real.  I turned back to the saw and began running it back and forth through my girlfriend.  I kept on going in a haze until I hit the carpet with the blade.

“Oh, yes baby!  That was IT!  I must have came twice already.  Put those dividers in me and pull me apart.  Thank God for your friend!”

For a moment, all I could do was stare at my saw.  Which was obviously stuck in the middle of Sandy.  After removing my saw, I reached behind me and picked up the blades.  I slowly dropped the first one into the cut in my favorite woman.  I picked up the second one and did the same.  I put my fingers between the blades and pulled the two sections away from each other.

“It really happened!” she squealed.  “You cut me in half!  I love you!  This is fantastic.  Let me touch my feet!”

“I can’t believe Steve was right.”  I finally had the strength to say something.  “I always thought this was bullshit!”  Now I was getting horny at seeing her like this.

“Let me see my feet.  I want to touch them.  Come on Scott!”

I sat up and swung Sandy’s legs around so that she could touch her feet.

“These are my feet.  This is real!  Scott, you have to try this.  This is way cool.”  She was fondling her feet as she was talking to me.

“No wait.  I have never seen a guy get cut in half.  It has always been the female assistant that gets it.  What if it doesn’t work on guys?”  I thought that was a legitimate excuse to get out of it.  Sandy had other ideas.

“Just put me back together.  I want to do it to you.”

“But, Sandy…” I tried.

“If you beg out of this, no nookie for you for a month!  Now put my legs back on so I can cut you.”  She was serious.

Reluctantly, I slid her legs back around and placed the boxes together.  I removed the blades and stocks.  As soon as she was able, Sandy opened up the box herself and climbed out.

“Okay, hop in.  My turn to be magician.”  There was no denying her.

I pondered it for a moment, and then I climbed into the box and slowly lied down.  Since Sandy and I are the same height, the box fit as well for me as it did for her except for a little tighter on the sides.  ISandy then eagerly closed the box on me and locked the stocks in place.

“Are you ready lover?”  She had picked up the saw and was holding it over the box.

“I guess so.”  I wasn’t going to be denied her body for a month, so I decided I wouldn’t try to beg out any more.

“Okay, here goes!”  She put the blade in the groove and rested it on my waist.  Later, I was glad that I didn’t have a woody, as he would have been cut in two also.  She ran the blade across me and I gasped as I felt steel sink into my skin without pain.  She didn’t even stop.  She just ran the blade until it was through me and then rammed the dividers home.  “This is so cool!” she exclaimed as she pried my bottom half away from the rest of me.

“Wait, hon!  What are you doing?”  She had drug my legs over by the couch and was still holding the saw.  She had a funny look in her eye.  What really worried me was that she was fondling my dick with her other hand.

“Did Steve say anything more about this?”  She had sat down next to my legs and was staring at her leg while holding the saw.

“I don’t remember really.  We were kind of drunk.  What do you mean?”  I was getting that nervous feeling again.  Along with another feeling with her hand at my crotch.

“Just curious about something…” Before I could say anything, Sandy had grabbed her left calf with her hand and held it down as she placed the blade just under her ankle.  In a moment, she had cut off her left foot.  After another astonished moment, she had removed her right foot also and was staring at them lying on the floor.

“Scott.  This is great!  Look at my feet!  I cut off my feet!!  What else can I do?”

“Sandy?  What about me?  I’m still cut in two.  See?  My legs are next to you and I am over here.”  I should have known she would have misunderstood in her zeal.  I just wanted put back together.

“I’m sorry.  I’m being selfish.  I’ll do it for you.”  She quickly turned around and cut off my feet and set them next to hers.

“Dammit Sandy, that’s not what I meant!  I want out of these boxes!  We shouldn’t be fooling with this!”  Unfortunately, she wasn’t listening.

“My toes!  I wonder if I can cut them off too?”  She picked up her right foot and carefully removed her big toe.

“Sandy!  Put me back together!”  Quick idea.  “I have to go to the bathroom.”

“Oh, in that case.  But hurry back, I want to do more!”  She reattached my feet and then drug the two boxes together.  It took a bit as she was working with stubs on the end of her legs instead of feet.  Speaking of which, she had successfully removed all of her toes and had neatly arranged them on the coffee table.  As she removed the blades she said, “Do you know how much easier it will be to give myself a pedicure?”

I sat up and checked myself.  Everything was in good order.  “That’s great, hon.  Whatever you say.”  I just needed a moment to think.  I sat down in the bathroom and wondered just what the hell have I gotten myself into.  I mean, Sandy is obviously pleased, but this is not supposed to be happening!  Next thing you know, she will want to bring over her friends and show them how I can cut them in…  Wait a minute.  I wonder if I could get them naked to do it.  I could have hot women literally lying all over the house.  Naked!

With these thoughts in my mind, and the reminder to kiss Steve next time I saw him, I went back into the living room to play with Sandy any way she wanted.  She was sitting up in the boxes with her reconnected feet sticking out of the end in all her naked glory.

“Scott, I’m sorry I got carried away there.  I know this scared you and I want to make it up to you.”

Yes!

“I won’t tell anyone about this.  We’ll keep this just between you and me.  I don’t want anyone to think that we’re crazy or to make anyone jealous.”

DAMMIT!

“But what I really want to do is to make love to you in this box.  That is my fantasy.  Just you and me rubbing our naked bodies together in this box.  And there seems to be no better way than man on top, so climb on board.”

I suddenly forgot my disappointment.  She laid back and I crawled on top of her and slid my personal tool inside of her.  We both sucked in our breath and squeezed down so that she could close the lids on us.  I didn’t think that it would close, but somehow they did.  After all, it is a thin model.  Maybe the magic worked in a different way.  Even so, I wasn’t able to thrust as there was no room.  All I could do is wiggle around a bit.  Sandy didn’t mind, she came anyway.  I felt damn good.  Not many guys can make their women come by just lying there.  Suddenly I felt something else.  Cold steel.

“Sandy, what are you doing?”

“Fulfilling my fantasy.”  The first blade was locked down.  “I told you earlier that this is a sexual fantasy.  Just let me finish.”  The second blade was secured now.  No wonder she wanted me on top.  She wouldn’t be able to do this if our positions were reversed.

“Okay now, help me push away from our legs.  I want to circle around and take a look.”  I thought about it for a moment and then decided, what the hell.  I am still screwing her and she is getting it the way she wants.  So I pushed.

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About a year later, we were married.  During that time, I constructed a couple of new boxes for us including a Mis-Made and a center cut Girl-in-two. Both were built to accommodate two people. I think we have had sex “normally” maybe five times since then.  Did I mention that Steve was my best man?  We had him mail us to our honeymoon in Hawaii.  Two crates by UPS, two by FedEx and two by US Mail.