Alyssa entered stage left wheeling out a rather unusual shape covered with black cloth. She wore a silver satin halter top dress that went just below her crotch in the front and went to about her knees in back. The dress featured a plunging neckline, generously revealing her C-sized breasts. Her feet were adorned with matching silver stilettos that gave a sense of confidence and power. She had stunning blue eyes, a modest tan, and had straight dirty blonde hair that went just past her shoulder blades.
Shawn turned to her briefly, exchanging a quick smile and nod, and then turned back to the audience. “Folks, everything you’ve seen so far was just glorified parlor tricks. Give it up to my lovely wife and assistant, Alyssa for the highlight of the show!” She animatedly hammed up the attention given to her by the audience’s applause. They had already been wowed by families of rabbits being pulled out of a fez, levitating bicycles, and disappearing cars, but none of them were prepared for what was about to happen. This show was no illusion. It was real magic and soon the audience wouldn’t have a doubt about it.
The magician whipped his cape in front of him and conjured a small log about two feet long and eight inches in diameter (about 70cm by 20cm for those of you who grew up with the more sane system of units). Surprise swept over the audience with slight applause. Shawn held his hand out in front of him to calm the audience and paused a moment before he began his presentation. “Ladies and gentlemen, what you are about to see is going to shock you. You will never be more surprised in your life.” He paused a moment and began pacing, then continued, “I am going to take this log…” he picked up the log with one hand and then darted over to the mysterious covered machine. With a swift and showy flourish, he yanked the cloth away revealing what appeared to be an ordinary wood chipper. “… and grind it with this wood chipper!”
The audience laughed. A faint heckle from the audience could be heard from the stage, “I thought you were going to surprise us, Shawn!”
Shawn continued, “You’ve seen the cut and restored rope and every variation of it! But you have yet to see the chipped and restored log!”
A mix of wonder and disappointment filled the audience. This was a pricey adults-only show. Some of them were hoping to at least get a peek of Alyssa’s naked body instead of some silly rehashed magic tricks.
Shawn went on with his trick, predictably grinding the log into chips before promptly restoring it with a flourish of his cape. The stage blacked out for a moment, filling the theater with silent disappointment and confusion, and then Shawn broke the near minute of silence, triggering the lights to turn back on. “I’m just messing around. You came here to see a show. I’m gonna give you a show! Let’s hear it!”
Applause returned to the theater.
“I’m done with this log!” he violently chucked the log off stage. “But I’m not done with this wood chipper. No. I’m not going to get someone to bring something from the back to put through this beast. I’m not going to conjure anything either. Everything I need to do this trick is already on stage.” Shawn paused for a moment to let it all sink in. Other than the wood chipper, there was nothing left on stage besides Shawn and Alyssa. “That’s right folks! What I did with the log, I’m now going to do with my lovely assistant, Alyssa!”
Shocked gasps and confused applause rippled across the theater. Alyssa’s face assumed the “oh shit” position. She had been cut in half, flattened, and decapitated too many times to count, but she had no idea this was what Shawn had in mind for his crazy new magic demonstration he’d been telling her all week leading up to the show. He certainly loved to surprise her, especially when he proposed to her by magically detaching his penis and putting the ring around it before showing the box. He once surprised her after her night out by transforming into a very curvy woman and lying naked in bed, waiting for Alyssa to come home. It was a nice gesture for her good ol’ bisexual self. Shawn’s magical abilities have definitely come in handy in the bedroom, not to mention providing a good living on stage and being useful in day-to-day life.
Alyssa felt the touch of Shawn’s hand on her arm, realizing she had zoned out for a moment. “Ready, babe?” asked Shawn.
She inhaled several deep breaths and then nodded. “Let’s do this!”
“Let’s hear it for Alyssa!” Cheering and encouragement drowned the confusion of the audience, but it was followed by audible concern and suspense. “I can see that you’re all concerned for my wife’s safety. Trust me, this is all completely safe. I assure you she will be just fine. And now, for the moment you’ve all been waiting for! But first, we’re going to have to take care of some things.”
“You see, my trusty wood chipper has a little trouble with fabric. I tried grinding some lawn chairs the other day when I was coming up with this magic trick and they tended to… well… jam the machine. I think you all know what that means…” Titillated catcalls bounced around the audience as Alyssa stripped down to show her round and well proportioned boobs, well defined pink nipples, smooth belly, slender legs, and of course, her bald, puffy innie pussy. She was a model for art classes in college, so she was perfectly comfortable with being naked on stage.
Shawn surprised her once again. “I don’t think it’s fair making my woman strip for you guys by herself, so I’m gonna join her.” He snapped his fingers, causing his outfit to evaporate into colored vapor, revealing a rather unassuming, but well-groomed male body. He wasn’t particularly muscular, but his body hair was well trimmed and under control. His penis was visibly erect, leading to a few giggles breaking through the titillated applause. “Before I disappoint you, I’m sorry to say this is as far as we can go for you tonight. I’m afraid my license only allows nudity and not much further than that.” Chuckles trickled through the theater while Alyssa blushed. Public sex was not a line she was willing to cross, so she was glad to have the limitation on their license. “Of course, that’s not the main thing you came to see. I think you guys want to see the magic now. Am I right? Let’s hear it!” Cheering amplified.
Shawn flipped the switch on the wood chipper. It was ready to go. He stepped behind Alyssa and held her arms and put his chin on her left shoulder. She took a deep breath and then gingerly put her right big toe into the grinder. She felt a nip on her toe as if being gnawed on gently by a parakeet and let out a small squeal. Alyssa pulled back her foot which was now missing a toe and felt it was appropriate to show it to the audience. There was no blood anywhere, in fact it seemed as if the toe had never been there in the first place, being filled in with smooth skin.
A few skin-colored toe fragments ejected out the other end of the chipper. Alyssa gulped again, still in the comforting embrace of her husband and showman. After another deep breath, she prepared to take another step in before Shawn stopped her.
“Hang on, hon. Something I forgot. I don’t want your hair to get caught in there.” The audience expected him to conjure a hair tie, but he instead placed his hands firmly over her ears and plucked off her head and placed it on top of the wood chipper, out of the way of the blades. He turned her face halfway toward the audience (who were confused, terrified, and at the edge of their seats in suspense) so that she could also see her naked body and husband along with the crowd. “I also thought it might give the audience some comfort to be able to hear from you throughout the procedure. How are you doing, honey?”
“I feel a little weird, but everything is fine. Want me to keep going?”
“Whenever you’re ready.”
Alyssa moved her body around seemingly blindly at first, but then regained her bearings after a moment. She found this experience of moving her detached body a little confusing, but then again, she also had coordination issues with mirrors until her twenties. After a little mental calibration, she quickly put her right foot into the grinder, then her left. The wood chipper slowed down slightly as it ground up her flesh. Time slowed down for Alyssa, feeling what is best described as being gnawed on by hundreds of baby birds, the feeling penetrating her insides and slowly traveling up her legs. As it reached her thighs, she lifted up her arms and she began to feel an almost pleasant ticklish sensation traveling up her thigh. She let out some giggles for a moment, and then the sensation became dominated by the feeling of masturbating with a dildo covered in guitar picks. Alyssa couldn’t help but show her O-face.
The feeling of her vagina being ground up into little fragments and spat out onto a pile of leg chips utterly dominated her sensations while the rest of her was being devoured by the wood chipper. First, her belly, then her boobs compressed and were cleanly torn apart. Her shoulders and neck put up no fight, then the chipper sped up, only having to grind up two arms. She managed to filter through the erotic sensations of her torso fragments mingling with her vaginal and breast fragments to make note of the moment her hands entered the grinder so she could give one last wiggle to show she never lost control of her body.
The audience didn’t really know how to react at this point. Shawn definitely lived up to his promises because only he wasn’t surprised out of the entire theater. Even his tech crew had no idea what just happened.
Alyssa, however, was in heaven. Forget being sawn in half. That can’t even begin to compete. Being torn into a thousand little chips is incredible!
“Well?” coaxed Shawn. The audience stared blankly back at him, still unable to register what just occurred. They had seen magic, not some trick or illusion. Shawn decided to drill the point home. “They say a magician should never reveal his secrets. Well I’m going to break that rule. The secret is that this is real magic. Everything you saw tonight was real magic.” He rubbed his fingers through the Alyssa chips, leading to her shouting yes orgasmically. “Those rabbits were not hidden in some secret compartment. That bicycle was not on a wire. The car really did vanish. The log was actually ground up and restored. That wood chipper is real and so is my lovely wife and assistant, Alyssa. We’ve been married for four years now, and yes, I really put her into a real wood chipper and magically chipped her into thousands of little pieces. And I’m going to leave her like that…” The audience gasped once again. “For a little bit. Alyssa seems to be enjoying herself.”
Shawn mixed around the chips while Alyssa took in the deeply pleasurable sensation of all her insides and outsides getting mixed together with both her boobs and vagina. “You see, the illusionists, the traditional magicians, would want to keep the attention away from this moment as much as possible. See, they make their trick, and then quickly reverse it so that you don’t have time to figure out how the trick works. Ladies and gentlemen, there are no tricks going on here and I’m going to prove it to you by leaving her like that as long as possible.”
“YES! PLEASE!” Alyssa shouted, much to the chagrin of a shocked audience.
The next fifteen minutes were pure bliss, as Shawn performed various tricks to the antsy theater. Each new trick made them madder, but made Alyssa happier. They wanted Shawn to restore her and stop doing stupid parlor tricks. She wanted to stay like that forever and was having fun wiggling her fingers and toes and feeling it all sorts of weird places in her body. But soon enough, the end of the show neared and the time came to restore Alyssa.
“I think we can all agree that Alyssa is pretty well mixed at this point.” Shawn picked up her head and placed it on top of the pile of Alyssa chips. “Now that I’ve got nothing to hide the magic like I did for the log, I’ve got something a little different in store for making my assistant whole again.” With a little showmanship and finesse, he tugged on his penis and plucked it off his crotch. He then rolled it a bit into a long, slender shape. “I need a magic wand, don’t I?”
The audience chuckled confusedly.
With a flourish of his penis-wand, all of the fragments of Alyssa started swirling in the air around each other, reassembling into a proper Alyssa shape. Cheering, applause, and catcalls all resumed simultaneously.
As Alyssa’s fragments assembled piece by piece, she felt brief jolts at each connection. This sensation wasn’t quite as enjoyable as being recaptitated or un-halved, though Alyssa felt, surprisingly, relieved to be back in one piece. She loved every minute of being in chips, but it was still nice to have the closure and to know she wouldn't be like that forever. After all, it would be terrible to have a permanent orgasm.
Then the last piece connected- her head. Alyssa and Shawn bowed together, made their parting words, and then vanished (literally) off stage as the lights went off. The show was a success.