Julie and Mary Caught in the Act (Act One)

by Vaughan

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For those who have not read the first seven episodes of my
story:

My name is Julie. I am a 5'7" blond, with a good
figure, aged 22. I have just become an assistant the magician
James. James has another assistant, Mary, a 5'7" black girl,
who is a bit older than me. Mary and me have been victim to
several of James' illusions and enjoyed them, after the initial
shock of some of the predicaments.

My new job seemed to be going well. Audition on Wednesday,
practice Thursday, Friday, and all the following week. The show
on the Friday I did alone because Mary broke her arm. The show
was a success even with only one assistant.

On the following Monday I found myself alone at James'
warehouse workshop, where I got into a dreadful predicament and
was rescued by Mary. We then experimented with some of the props.

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Tuesday morning came round and I arrived at the warehouse to
find that the shutters were open and a space had been made of my
car next to James' van. I parked and called out. James came and
closed the shutter.

"I hope you two had fun yesterday, without me to keep an
eye on you," he said. I must have looked a bit guilty
because he continued, "Mary told me all about it. I hope you
have learnt the lesson that some of the magic is more dangerous
than it looks. Consider what would have happened if the mirror
had broken, even my skills would have been severely tried to get
you back then."

We wandered over to the office where Mary was doing the
paperwork that went with putting the equipment and materials that
James had bought yesterday through the books.

"Now I've got both of you together, here's the plan for
this week. I've got a lot of new stuff that needs sorting out and
some illusions that I want to construct, so you two will be left
very much to your own devices. Julie you will have gathered that
I like to keep the exact plan for a show a secret, so I'm not
going to tell you two what is in this Friday's show. But there is
some thing I want you two to practice and get very used to. I
want both of you to practice sawing in half using the thin model
sawing boxes. Practice moving them about smoothly, getting in and
out of them and of course being sawn in half. You will find the
equipment in the practice area along with some cutting things. I
want to know your preference for cutting implement." He
headed for the door and added, "Oh, and keep up the dancing,
I think there will be somewhere it will fit in the show."

The only thing we saw of James the rest of the week was when
we arrived and left each day, when he opened and closed the
shutters for my car, and he managed to join us for lunch on
Thursday, but he was not telling about his work or plans.

During the week we sawed each other in half using just about
everything imaginable. We used hand-saws with coarse and fine
teeth, the electric jigsaw, the electric carving knife, a
samurai-type sword, a chain-saw, a buzz-saw and even just shoving
the separation blades in. The only thing that we did not try was
the medieval broad-sword and that was because neither of us could
lift it.

While the sensations caused by the various methods were
different in quality and intensity they were all essentially
similar. They all started with the form of pain and intensity of
pain that might be expected, but this always changed quickly to a
numb tingle like when your leg has gone to sleep, blades with
teeth added a tickling sensation, which tickled more with fewer
teeth. So, slow sawing with a coarse saw tickled most. The
sensation of restoration depended on the roughness of the
original cut and the speed of restoration. Slow restoration of a
really rough cut, such as the chain saw, was as good as it got,
the orgasmic sensations racketted around my body for several minutes
before I was in a fit state to get out of the box. Mary and I
both agreed that the best was a coarse toothed hand-saw, because,
while the feelings on restoration were not as deep or violent as
the chain-saw, they were very good considering the minimal amount
of pain at the beginning.

The week passed and on Friday lunchtime, James came over to
the practice area and told us to take the afternoon off and meet
him at the theatre at seven o'clock. He also cautioned me to make
sure that Mary did not break her arm again. We went to see a
movie, it was not very good but it passed the time. I then drove
us to the theatre.

At the theatre, we went to the stage door and were shown to
our dressing room. There were two costumes each hung on a rail.
They were labeled "ACT 1" and "ACT 2" Mary
was stripped and into a beautiful white dress in no time flat,
while I was still looking at mine. The costume consisted a black
one-piece swim-suit that buttoned up the front, black ankle
boots, tatty gardening gloves and a jogging suit in light red. I
had got into this rather odd costume, when James popped his head
round the door.

"Julie, did you bring your car?" he asked. I nodded
yes. "Do you want me to get someone to park it where it will
be safe?" he asked.

"Yes," I said and threw him the keys.

"OK," he said, "I'll get that done. I'll see
you girls on stage in fifteen minutes" He ducked out.

I asked Mary why she thought I had been given such a shabby
costume compared to hers.

She replied, "Don't know, dear, but I'm sure James has
his reasons, dubious though they may be."

A quarter hour later, We stood center stage with James, who
briefed us that each illusion was under a numbered sheet and if
we were sent for an illusion we were to whip the sheet off and
bring every thing under it. We were also told not to peek.

A few minutes before the show was due to start James went into
the wings and brought back a ski mask which he handed to me,
telling me to put it on, and a pair of rings joined by a fabric
tube which he held over Mary's head. He dropped the lower ring so
that it fell round Mary enveloping her in the silky fabric. When
the ring touched the ground he dropped the second ring on top of
the first. there was no sign of Mary. He walked to the wings and
hung the rings on a hook there.

He turned to me and knelt down and pulled my boots towards
him, I felt the pressure of his hand through the leather. He then
pulled the jogging trousers, which fell to the stage, not down my
legs, through my legs or with my legs. My legs had disappeared,
yet I could still feel through the trouser legs. Next James
reached for the crotch of the swim-suit and pulled it from under
the jogging top. All the feeling in my torso went with the
swim-suit. It was quite distracting the way James was touching me
in the most intimate places while folding up the swim suit and
the jogging trousers. He then took and neatly folded the jogging
top which embodied the sensation of my arms and shoulders. He added
the gloves to the pile and then her grabbed the ski-mask from the
air. He picked up the clothes I had become. He walked into the
wings and hung the ski-mask in the wings so I could still see the
stage through the eyeholes in the ski-mask. While I waited, I
felt my clothes being put down on a rough and prickly surface.

As I watched the curtain opened and James strolled on stage
with the rings, which he had used to vanish Mary, hooked over his
arm. He made some introductory comments and said that he needed
two assistants, while fiddling with the fabric-connected rings.
It was obvious that the rings and tube were empty. He held the
rings out above his head-height and dropped the lower ring. When
the dropped ring hit the floor, James released the other ring,
which fell rapidly to the floor drawing the shiny white fabric
after it and revealing Mary. Mary stepped from inside the rings
and James picked them up and tried again. Mary looked puzzled,
then I realized it was an act and would give then the excuse to
bring me on. James handed the rings to Mary and made the agreed
hand signal for illusion number one.

Mary walked off to get the stuff for illusion one, while James
told the audience he would have to use another method to get a
second assistant. Mary came back towing a low trolley on which
was half a bale of straw and the clothes that I had been wearing.


James picked up the swim-suit and told the audience that an
assistant should have a body and the swim-suit was just the right
shape, but just a swim-suit was not enough it needed to be filled
and straw was the ideal stuff. He picked up a handful of straw
and stuffed it into the costume. I began to feel very itchy. He
continued to stuff my torso until it was full and straw stuck out
of the suit's leg and arm holes and where my upper chest would
be. He then told Mary that I needed legs, because a body was not
much good without legs. Mary picked up the jogging trousers and
started stuffing them with straw. During the stuffing of my legs,
James was setting up stand and laid a cross of poles against the
trolley. When Mary had filled both legs with straw, she tried to
stand them up. My straw stuffed legs fell over. James beckoned
Mary to bring the trousers over to the stand. Mary held the
trousers up while James fed the longest leg of the cross down the
back of the trousers. The bottom of the pole fitted neatly into
the stand. James then brought my torso over and placed it into
the top of the legs. Mary and James looked expectant and then
puzzled as if they expected the straw dummy to come to life.
James then had a moment of mock inspiration and tapped the
cross-piece of the cross. Mary picked up jogging top and with
some to-ing and fro-ing she had threaded the arms of the jogging
top onto the cross-pole. James started pushing straw into my
arms. Mary picked up the shoes and gloves and put them in place.
At first she got the gloves on the ends of the wrong arms, but
that was soon corrected. They stood back again and I tried to
move, but nothing happened. Someone from the audience called out
that I needed a head. James sent Mary into the wings for the
ski-mask, which they stuffed with straw and positioned on my
shoulders. I was still feeling very itchy and wanted to scratch,
but while I had a full set of normal sensations, if you can called being
able to taste the bit of straw that is tickling your ear
normally, I was still embodied in the clothes.

James made some mystical gestures and suddenly I was me again
inside the costume instead of in the costume. As soon as I fully
materialized, Mary ripped the ski-mask from my face and the
audience erupted in applause. With Mary's help I struggled out of
the jugging suit, so I was presented to the audience wearing just
the swim-suit, bare feet and a wisp of straw, which James pulled
from my hair.

James made the hand signal that meant go and get illusion two
and the curtains closed behind him. We went to get illusion two
removing the remains of the bale of hay and the cross of poles
with the jogging suit hanging on it.

Illusion two seemed to consist of some flimsy frame work on a
platform and a pair of frames covered in two layers of stretchy
fabric so that you could push through the gap and still remain
concealed behind. There was also a broom labeled for clearing up
stray straw. We quickly swept the stage and managed pose beside
the platform before the curtains opened again.

James came back to us and invited me to stand on the center of
the platform. Mary sat on the corner of the platform and watched
while James strapped me into the frame work, commentating the
process as he went.

"Julie here does not know what I am about to do to her,
so she and you will learn together. Julie would you put your feet
here and here." He indicated two painted foot-prints just
inside where the two parts of the framework hinged to the base.
"I swing up this side of the frame and feed Julie's arm
through this hole in the side piece." The side of the frame
now rested up my right side to arm-pit and then in a crook before
and behind my right shoulder where another part of the frame was
hinged the main part of which rested on the outside of my arm
"Now I shall strap her to this side of the frame, starting
at the ankle... then the mid-thigh ... and now Julie's wrist ...
and her upper arm." He continued the running commentary as
he did the same thing on my left side.

I was now securely strapped to the frame with my feet slightly
more than shoulder width apart and my arm held straight but
flexible at the shoulder. This did not last long, because James
put a piece of metal over my head and attached the arm pieces so
that they were held horizontal with my arms strapped underneath.
He then took the stretchy covered frames and hung one behind me
and one on my front.

James went behind me and said to the audience, "As you
have seen Julie is securely attached to the framework and
completely fills, in the nicest possible way, the space between
the frame at her back and the frame in front of her. So the
question you must be asking is how does he do that?" With
that I felt a pressure at my back as he push he pushed his hand
through the frame of fabric at my back and then the relaxation of
the pressure on my front as the hand emerged through the front
frame. He had just reached right through me. Mary stepped up and
shook his hand. James draw his hand back and got Mary to come round
behind me. Mary was told to put her hand through me and then her
other hand, to improve her reach, James gave a small box to stand
on. What James did next took every one by surprise, He gave Mary
a push so she over-balanced and fell head-first through the
frames and me. She caught on the bottoms of the fabric frames
when her upper torso had emerged from my front. James then
grabbed Mary's thighs and turned her over so that she was facing
up. She lay there her body through my body. James then began to
turn the whole apparatus so that the audience could get a really
good view and be convinced that Mary's body and mine were
occupying the same space. Mary reached behind the frame via the
outside and I felt her tickle my sides. I had to laugh.

James helped Mary get out of my back. He then brought what
looked like a roll of thick plastic which he shoved through my
body. On a count of three he and Mary released clips at either
end and it expanded like a spring making a huge gap through my
body. Mary waved at the audience through the tube. James and Mary
pulled the tube out through my back.

The next thing James did was to help Mary climb into my back
and out my front. She was wearing the white dress when she went
in, but a black dress when she emerge. James quickly removed the
fabric covered frames to reveal my black swim-suit had become a
white swim-suit. The cheers and applause were great and James
quickly released me to join in the bows.

I saw James make the signals for illusions three and four to
Mary. James and I were separated from Mary as the curtain closed.
For the next fifteen minutes I did duty as an usherette,
collecting and returning volunteers. One of the men had the
audacity to give me a prod to see if I was really a complete
woman. I gave him such look that he said sorry. James performed
an assortment of trick with rope, paper, scissors and ribbons.

On James signal, the curtain re-opened on another curtain, in
front of which Mary stood with a heap of transparent plastic
things and a circular base with a six foot pole in the center. I
was positioned with my back to the pole. I stood there wondering
what was going to happen. In quick succession, the plastic things
were lower over my head. Each was a section of cabinet about nine
inches deep, with the back walls meeting at forty-five
degrees and the front curved as part of a circle, it seemed that
the back of the sections had been lowered down the pole. I could
see out and I suspected the lighting was such that I could be
seen. When all the sections were in place, the insertion of
blades began and in a short while was complete. Mary and James
swung the sections so that they formed a spiral around the pole
and rotated the whole assembly so that each of my sections came
into view.

Then the curtains behind opened, but I could not make out what was
there because the stage was covered in smoke. James gave Mary a
hand up and she used my sections as a spiral staircase and at the
top stepped into something, I could not tell what at the time,
because of the solid blade above my head. James moved my spiraled
body away to the side of the stage and brought
everything into line. By this time the smoke was dissipating and
the stage seemed to be covered by a huge piece of industrial
machinery, with large riveted plates and hydraulic rams all over
the place.

Mary called out from above, "You didn't leave me the keys
so I can get it started."

James replied, "Let put Julie together then I'll toss you
the keys." James rapidly pulled the blades separating the
sections and my body melted into an orgasmic haze. I followed
the trajectory of the keys with my eyes and saw Mary catch them from
the window of a car suspended from the roof. I left it at that
until suddenly I recognized that it was my car. I now realized
why I was the one trapped in the cabinet, because I would try to
foil the next illusion. There was nothing I could do, so I
decided to act the outraged car owner, which was not at all
difficult.

Mary started my car as it was lowered into the machine. James
went to the controls of the machine and started it up. The noise
was deafening. When my car had been fully lowered into the
machine and the cables that had supported it was slack. James
activated the machine. For a few moments it roared and belched
fumes then the plates and rams began to move. In moments it was
obvious that the soul purpose of this devilish invention was to
crush cars. I was doubly horrified, first it was my car that was
going to be crushed and second Mary was inside. Mary was
obviously having second thoughts as the grind of metal against
metal began and the crunch and snap of breaking glass began. Very
quickly we lost sight of Mary as the crusher did its work and
then there was a flash of fire that came out of the top of the machine as
the petrol in the fuel tank exploded, this seemed to take even
James by surprise. As the smoke clear it was evident that the
machine had completed its task. James manipulated the controls
until the top of the machine was open. He then signaled that the
remains of Mary and my car should be raised from the machine. Out
of the machine came a crumbled cube of metal and glass, there was
no sign of Mary. While the remains of my car were being lowered
to the front of the stage, James returned the crusher to its
original configuration. It was clear that Mary had not found a
hiding place in there.

James took a large cloth and covered the two foot cube.
Moments later there was movement under the cloth. After fifteen
seconds, James swept the cloth away to reveal Mary sitting
nonchalantly on the crushed car. The auditorium erupted in
applause and the curtains closed.

James released me from the cabinet and said to us, "OK,
girls you have a fifteen minute interval to relax. I want back
here fresh and changed ready for the second act.

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To be continued ...