Warning: NSFW
I was back at the magic shop on Christmas Eve hanging out with Trevor. It had been awhile since I had been there, and we first spent some time catching up.
"Carlie, I have a Christmas gift for you. Stay right here and cover your eyes."
I covered my eyes with my hands as Trevor walked away. A few seconds later, I heard what sounded like something being wheeled into the room.
"Okay, Carlie, you can uncover your eyes." Trevor said.
When I lowered my hands, there was a red thin model sawing box in front of me with a saw, stocks, and metal divider blades on top.
"That's for me?" I asked.
"Yeah, I figured you might like to have your very own sawing box that you can use on yourself or your friends." He replied.
"I don't know what to say. Thank you." I replied.
"Would you like to try it out." He asked.
"You don't have to ask me twice. But first, let me take this off." I replied.
I was wearing a green Christmas theamed sweater dress. I took that and my shoes off, but then I started to feel guilty because Trevor got me this wonderful gift and I didn't get him anything. I decided to take my bra and panties off as well. This would have to do until I could figure out something to give him.
Trevor looked up and down my naked body, and then took everything off the top of the box and offered me a hand, and I climbed in the box and laid down. Trevor closed the lids and latched them, and then put the stocks on my ankles and neck. He grabbed the saw and placed it into the groove in the box and started sawing. The saw reached my waist and I felt a brief bit of pain as the teeth of the saw sliced through my skin, but then it got better and even felt good. The pleasure I felt got stronger the further he sawed into me. I even started moaning in orgasmic pleasure as he sawed through my spine. He took out the saw and placed the blades in the box and through me. He then undid the latches holding the table together and pulled my two halves apart, and postioned them so that I could see my feet. The feeling of being sawn in half will never get old. Trevor then grabbed a stool, sat down in front of my feet, and started tickling them, which caused me to laugh uncontrallably. I forgot just how much he likes my feet. He tickled them for almost 45 minutes. He then stopped, removed the stock from my ankles, opened the lid, and took my lower half out of the box. He set on a couch, dropped his pants, and had sex with my lower half, and of course I could feel every bit of it, and I wasn't upset about it at all. Both halves of my body shook as I orgasmed. Trevor put my lower back in the box, closed the lid, put the two boxes back together, removed the blades, and opened the lids, and I sat up. He offered a hand, I got out of the box, and I kissed him.
"That was fun." I said.
"I'm glad you liked it." He said.
"What's that?" I asked while pointing to a box on a table.
"That's my replicator. It replicates or clones whatever I put in there. Here I'll show you." He said.
He grabbed some flowers from the table, put them in the box, and closed the lid. He then pushed a button, and the box made a whirring sound. After a couple of minutes flowers came out of the box. He picked them up and handed them to me. They even smelled like flowers. He them opened the box and took out the original flowers.
"Well, I think I'll go load your sawing box in your car for you." Trevor said.
"Thanks." I replied.
I was still staring at the replicator as Trevor walked away, and got an Idea. I climbed on the table, grabbed a saw, and used it to cut my feet off. I put my severed feet into the box, and turned it on. A couple of minutes later, another pair of feet came out, and I picked them up. They looked just like my feet. When I touched the soles, they even reacted. I set them down, took my feet out of the box, and reattached them. I found a box, and put my cloned feet in there, and wrapped a red ribbon that I found around it. I left the box there for Trevor to find. I got dressed, walked out to the car, thanked Trevor again, got in my car, and left.
The end.