The Magician distracted his Audience, with a bit small talk, while his Assistant got ready for the next Trick. After the last escape, from the swordbox, did she look for a trick, where she could lay down.

Her eyes fell on the classic tin model sawing box. She didnt like to resort to real magic, but it was better than any trick, that would require her to actually move. So, she grabbed the table with the box and rolled it out. The Magician leaned close to her. "Are you sure?" he asked. She nodded. "we need to rework the last trick later, cause i really need to lay down." she answered.

He couldnt disagree with her, so he opened the box and help her climb into the box. her spine poped. as she hit the bottom of the box. Once the Magician streched her fully out and placed the restraints, could she relax. Giving the audience a genuine smile, as the doors of the box closed.

Enjoying the bit, of time before the trick really started. Her masked made it a bit difficult to see the audience, so she had to struggle, if she wanted to see how the crowd reacted to her. She could barely see, the faces, either staring with excimtent or hiding their faces, behind their hands, as the saw started to move.

That was her favourite part of the trick, only for a sharp pain to appear, as the saw met her stomach. Her least favourite part. She knew that other Assistants took a liking to the feeling, but it just wasnt really hers.

After a few minutes of concerned noises from the audience, did the saw finally exit the box. At least something she could enjoy. Soon the Magician pushed the blades in and rolled her halves apart. Getting the applause from the audience. "Those legs are probably fake, anyway." "I dont know, those-" "wait a minute."

The Assistants heart froze, she knew that voice and looking over her shoulder confirmed it. She and the member from the audience locked eyes. "Is that your new Job?" the woman asked. The Assistants face got red. She tried to deny it, but the mask couldnt hide, how red her face got and the box prevented her from leaving.

After a bit more of it, did the magician lean over the box with his Assistants top half. "Am i interrupting something?" he asked. The Woman met his eyes. "I am just certain, i know your lovely Assistant. At least the half in that box." she pointed at the assistants face. The magician glanced at his Assistant. He couldnt resist to see that play out.

"Well, if you are that certain about my Assistant, would you like to check the other box as well?" he asked. The Woman nodded and so the Magician switched the positions of the two boxes and rolled the Box with the assistants feet close enough, that the woman coud touch them.

A moan, came from the top box, as the Woman touched the Assistants right feet. The Assistant, tried to remain professional, but her old friend, knew her weak spot. Causing her to moan even more, the more the woman played with the Assistants feet.

"Are you sure those feet are real?" the Magician asked. The Woman smirked at him. "Just let me do one, more," The Assistants last moan cut straight in the middle. Looking over, she didnt move a bit. He rushed over to check on her. "Yup, definitley her legs." The woman concluded and sat back down on her seat.

"Dont worry, she wakes up in a few Minutes...probably." the Woman added. The Magician rolled the Assistants half of either side of the Stage. "Since, my Assistant, seems to be sleeping, i will need a volunteer." The woman got back up. "Thats only fair." The Magician was surprised.

"Hey, if you can saw her in half, i can trust you with my body." she said and climbed onto the stage. "Still, i never would have expected her to be such a show off, with a mask on."