I called Trevor the other day to ask hin about coming to the shop so that we could try some more magic. Ha asked me to come to the shop a few minutes before closing time, and browse like a paying customer so that no one would suspect anything.

    I was looking at a head twister illusion when Trevor said goodbye to the last customer. He walked over to me and asked, "Well, Carlie, are you ready?"

    I looked at him and replied, "You know I am."

    "Well, since you're looking at the head twister, would you like to try that one?" He asked.

    "Sure." I replied.

    Trevor grabbed a chair and said, "Please have a seat."

    I sat in the chair and crossed my legs. Trevor put the illusion over my head and used it to spin my head around several times, then he spun back around the other way, and then took the illusion off of my head.

    "Can you do that again, but this time without the box?" I asked.

    "I've never done that before, but I can try." Trevor replied.

    He stood behind me and placed a hand on each side of my head and turned it 180 degrees.

    "Can you please stop?" I asked.

    "Why is something wrong?" Trevor replied.

    "No, I just want to check something." I replied.

    I got up and carefully walked over to a mirror. It was weird seeing my head on backwards. I took off all of my clothes to see what I looked like naked. It was weird to look down and see my butt, and my boobs were now in the back.   After a few minutes I walked back over to the chair and said, "Please continue."

    Trevor turned my head all the way around several times, and then turned it back the other way. I stood up, but started to collapse to the floor. Thankfully, Trevor was there to catch me.

    Trevor looked at me with a look of concern on his face and asked, "Carlie, are you alright?"

    "Yeah, just dizzy from having my head spun around so many times." I replied

    After a few minutes to gather myself, I got up and Trevor led me into a back room. He led me to a metal table with a large buzzsaw.

    "That's a big saw." I said.

    "All the better to saw you in half with, my dear." Trevor replied.

    "That's what you want to do to me? Saw me in half?" I asked.

    "Yes, I do. Please lie down on the table." He replied.

    Trevor helped me on to the table and I shivered as I laid down on stomach.

    "Sorry; I guess I should have warned you that the table might be cold, especially if you aren't wearing any clothes." Trevor said.

    As Trevor started to grab some restraints, I asked, "Do you have to restrain me?"

    "Not if you promise to stay really still while I saw you in half." He replied.

   "I promise." I replied.

    Trevor put the restraints down, walked over to the saw, turned it on, and started lowering it toward my body.   I could feel a breeze as the rapidly spinning saw blade came closer to my body.   As the saw tore through my skin and started severing my backbone, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Ohhh.... oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!"

    The saw was about halfway through my body now.

    "Ohhhh...."

    The saw finished sawing through my body, and Trevor turned it off.

    "Holy crap! That was so intense!" I said.

    Trevor pulled the two halves of the table and the two halves of my body apart. I giggled as ran his right index finger along the sole of my left foot.

    "Stop that! My feet are very ticklish." I said.

    "You really shouldn't have said that because now I have to find out just how ticklish they are." He replied.

    "Don't you dare!" I replied.

    But Trevor didn't listen. I kicked my legs to avoid his tickles, but he put his left arm around my calves to hold them together and keep them from moving, and he used his right hand to tickle my feet. After what seemed like an eternity (but in reality was probably only a few minutes), Trevor quit tickling my feet.

    "I'll get you for that." I said.

    "That's not a very good incentive to put you back together." He replied.

    I stuck my tongue out at him in response.

    Trevor moved his right hand up my left leg and groped my butt.

    "Naughty!" I said.

    "Sorry; I could't help myself." He replied.

    Trevor moved the table so that they were parallel with each other. As I looked over to my left, I could see my feet were next to my head. I reached over with my left hand and touched my feet.

    "Wanna get a better look?" Trevor asked.

    I nodded my head, and Trevor moved the tables so that my head was now facing the soles of my feet. I reached over and touched the soles of my feet with my fingers. I watched as my toes wiggled and my feet moved back and forth.

    I kicked my legs back and forth and said, "This is so cool! If I didn't have to go to work in the morning, I might let you keep me like this. Being sawn in half is a lot better than being in one piece."

    I used my arms to raise myself up so that my cut was resting flat on the table. I put my hands on the table and used them to lift up my top half. While holding myself up with my right hand, I moved my left hand back and forth under my top half.   I set myself down, held my arms out to Trevor and said, "Pick me up."

    Trevor bent down and I put my arms around him as he picked up my top half. I moved in, put my lips on his and we started kissing. After a few minutes, he carried me to a nearby couch for more. He kissed me all over my top half and caressed by boobs. We probably made out for more than 30 minutes before stopping.

    Trevor got up and said, "I wanna try something."

    He came back carrying my lower half, set it on the opposite side of the couch and then sat down between my two halves.

    "This is like that scene from Beetlejuice." He said.

    He put his left hand on my right leg and I crossed my legs. He moved in for another kiss when the phone up front started ringing.

    "Oh crap! I need to get that. I'll be right back." He said.

    After he walked away I looked over at my lower half and watched as my leg swung back and forth. I grabbed my right leg and pulled my legs up so that my lower half was laying down on the couch.

    I said to myself, "This so wrong, but I'm gonna do it anyway."

    I laid my top half down on my stomach, pulled my lower half in to my face, and stuck my tongue in my own vagina.

    Several minutes later, Trevor walked back in and asked, "Are you enjoying yourself?"

    I wiped my mouth off with my left hand and asked, "How long have you been there?"

    "Long enough." He replied.

    "Was that an important phone call?" I asked.

    "That was the landlord. He says he's coming over soon to do an inspection, so it probably wouldn't be good if he found you here." He replied.

    "I understand. Go ahead and put me back together." I replied.

   Trevor put me back together and I got dressed.   As we were walking back to the front of the store I said, "We'll have to do this again."

    "Absolutely, but in the mean time, I think you might have some magical abilities of your own. You might be able to do some stuff on your own." He replied.

    "You think so?" I asked.

    "I do." He repiled.

    As Trevor held the open for me, I gave him a kiss and said, "Good night, Trevor."

    "Good night, Carlie." He replied.

    I walked out the door and headed to the nearest hardware store to buy a saw.

The end.