Was this the end of the whole show? Just one trick followed by a sado-masochistic ritual of two women making each other bleed? Of course not!

A puddle of blood formed on the stage floor around the separated body parts of the assistant and the magician, as Majikku and Fantasy appeared on the stage wearing bloody nurse uniforms. While the Asian girl carried a small handsaw, Fantasy had a needle and some thread. Alexa, who was still wearing her slave clothes rolled two rusty metal tables onto the stage.

Together they put Marias parts on one table and Roxannes on the other.
Maria felt dizzy as her head was carried by Alexa. Having her head separated from her body was always a feeling, which could be hardly described, but she didn’t really like it, if somebody moved it too much. In contrast to Alexa, who loved the feeling.  On one day they even played football with the crazy girls head! Then Maria felt the cold metal of the table touching her stump and she almost opened her eyes, although she should keep the illusion that she was dead for now.  

Majikku and Fantasy continued. While the one started to saw Roxannes pale legs from her perfect pelvis, the other peeled some of Marias skin from her torso, beginning at the neck stump.  She didn’t went far, but then took the magicians head, put it on Marias stump and sew it onto the assistant. The same happened with Roxannes arms and finally her legs. In return Marias parts became sewed onto Roxannes torso.

Roxanne felt each of the assistants stitch and enjoyed them. One more than the other, because with each stitch she got more and more control of her new torso. Finally she heard the sound of four high-heels and one pair of naked feet walking away and knew that it was time.
She opened her eyes and waved. And as she was waving, the audience clapped. The hall was shaking, but she wasn’t finished yet. The last part had to be done. The part, which reveals the reason of her and Marias play with the knives.

Maria looked into the magicians eyes and knew what to do.  Both stood up and walked to each other. As they were standing, facing the other, each of them grabbed a piece of skin of the others torso and pulled. Because of the cuts, which they made before, they could easily peel each other’s skins from their torsos.

It felt like being reborn, as if somebody removed a layer, which made you feel bad the whole time, until you finally are freed and finally feel a long lost freedom!
Much to everyone surprise there was no blood and no muscles under their skins, but another layer of skin. Their own right skin, as it should be!
The assistant and the magician had changed their bodies and were finally restored in a spectacular way!