I walked into a local magic shop a few minutes before closing time. They had just about every magic trick imaginable in stock. From close up magic tricks to large scale stage illusions.

I was looking at a zig zag lady illusion when a voice from behind me said, "Excuse me, ma'am, but we're closing now."

    I turned to see the man standing behind the counter. He was around six feet tall, had blonde hair, and full beard. He was wearing a yellow polo shirt with the store name embroidered on it in red letters, and black pants. He looked up and down every inch of my 5'1" frame, and I could tell he liked what he saw. I'm a brunette with hazel eyes, and was wearing a red crop top and tight blue jeans. We were the only two people left in the store.

    I pointed to the zig zag illusion (which was red and a yellow silhouette of a woman on the front of it) and asked, "Do you know how this trick works?"

    "Yes, I do, but I'm not allowed to reveal how it works." He replied.

    As I turned to walk toward the illusion, I said, "That's okay, I already know how it works. Do you think you could perform it on me?"

    "I don't think I'm allowed to do that." He replied.

    Feeling disappointed, I was about to walk away when I happend to glance in a mirror that was hanging on the wall and noticed him staring at my butt.

    I smiled at him and said, "Like what you see?"

    He blushed. He didn't think I had noticed.

    "I'll tell you what, if you perform the zig zag lady on me, I'll let you see my butt." I said.

    "I don't know....."

    Before he could say anything else, I cut him off and said, "I'll let you see everything."

    "Everything?" He asked.

    "Everything" I replied.

    "I guess it would be okay. Just let me close up the shop first." He said.

    He locked the door and flipped  the open sign to "CLOSED." I was standing by the illusion, and had just removed my shoes when he returned.

    "I'm Trevor. You gotta name?" He asked as he opened the doors of the cabinet.

    "Carlie." I replied as I stepped inside the cabinet.

    Trevor closed the doors and was about to pick up a blade when he said, "Wait a minute, how do I know you'll keep your end of the bargain?"

    I smiled and held up a finger, and then removed my jeans and panties, and stuck them through the head hole in the box. I did the same with my shirt and panties.

    "I guess you weren't kidding." Trevor said as he looked at the pile of my clothes on the floor.

    I placed my head, hands and feet in their respective holes, and Trevor handed me a couple of light blue scarves. One for each hand.

    Trevor picked up one of the blades and said, "Ready?"

    I mentally prepared myself and said, "Yes," but what I didn't tell Trevor is that I had no intention of moving my body out of the path of the blades because I wanted to see if he could do real magic, and I had a hunch he could. I was going to let him really slice up my body, which is why I was so eagar to take my clothes off. I didn't want them to get ruined.

    Trevor stuck the blade in the bottim slot of the cabinet, which had it going in several inches below my navel.

    My eyes widened, and I gasped and said, "Of my God," as the cold steel sliced through my body.

    Trevor was perplexed by my response, and the fact that the blade met resistance that it normally wouldn't.

    "You okay?" Trevor asked as he picked up the other blade.

    I could tell that there was no blood, and I was obviously still alive. It was actually working just as I hoped it would!

    "Yeah, I'm fine." I replied.

    Trevor stuck the blade in the top slot, which had it going through my upper bust. I gasped again as the blade sliced through me. What I felt as the blades sliced through me was indescribable.

    Trevor moved the middle portion of the box to the side, and like any good assiatant, I waved the scarves to show that my hands were still working.

    Trevor scratched his head and said, "You know, I had a more difficult time pushing the blades through than I normally do. It was almost like they were really going through your body."

    "Maybe you should open the doors and make sure." I replied.

    "That's ridiculous. The magician never opens the doors until the illusion is over. I mean, have you evee been to a magic show where the magician does that?" He replied.

    "But we're not at a magic show. Come on, what could it hurt?" I replied.

    Trevor shrugged his shoulders, and opened the doors, starting with the top one and working his way down. His jaw dropped and he looked like he was about to pass out when he saw my divided body in the boxes.

    "Whoa! How is this possible?" Trevor asked.

    "Magic, silly." I replied.

    "You know, an older magician told me one time that I had the potential to do real magic if a willing assiatant came along, but I just brushed it off." Trevor said.

    "I guess he was right." I replied.

    "I'll be right back." Trevor said.

     He came back with a large mirror and said, "You've gotta see what you look like now."

    "Whoa! This is the coolest thing that's ever happened to me." I said as I saw my divided body in the mirror.

    "Can you feel this?" Trevor asked as he gropped the portion of my breasts that was in the middle box.

    I smiled and said, "Yes."

    He walked over to the bottom box, stuck his hand between my legs and started fingering me.

    "How about this?" He asked.

    "Oh yes! Keep going!" I replied.

    I moaned as he continued to finger me until I orgasmed.

    Trevor removed his fingers from me and said, "I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself."

    "That's okay. I was kinda hoping you would do that." I replied.

    "Well, you ready to be put back together." Trevor asked.

     I thought about it for a minute and said, " I guess so."

     Trevor closed the doors, slid the middle box in place, removed the blades, and opened the doors.  I collapsed into his arms as I stepped out of the cabinet.

    "Are you alright?" He asked.

    "I think so. That was just so intense." I replied.

    He helped me stand up, and said, "Let's take a look at you."

    I felt where the blades had been.

    "Not a mark on you." He said.

     "None." I replied.

     I turned around to pick up my clothes, and of course Trevor stared at my butt again. I got dressed and walked to the front of the store.

     "Thank you for doing that for me, Trevor." I said

     "I was glad to do it, Carlie. You make a great assistant! Here's my card; I've written my cell phone number on it. Call me if you ever want to come over after hours if you want to do some more magic, or I have some power tools at home if you really want to see what I can do to your body." Trevor said.

    I smiled and took the card from him and said, "I might just take you up on that offer."

    Trevor unlocked the door, and I gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking out of the store.

The end.