"Hey, I drew your name for helping out this week."

I looked up and didn't hide the grin from my face. "Alice, right?" I asked, even though I knew better.

"Yeah," Alice replied, looking around the small practice room. She wore thin-rimmed glasses over her blue eyes, and her brown hair was tied back behind her head, draping down between her shoulders. She wore a white shirt and a long black skirt, her bag was already set aside beside my bag on the table beside the door. "What's the plan?"

In our class, Performance Magic 301, here at the local Community Collage, part of the coursework was practical performance, rather than just class and theory work. And to keep things fair, the partners were randomly assigned. Of course, I was the only guy in the class, so that was that.

"The plan," I shook my head, "is going to be a problem." I pointed over my shoulder behind me. "I built two boxes, each for a different thing, but someone else was using this space and mixed them up." The two props in question were identical white and red cabinets, each formed to the shape of a lovely woman standing spread eagle, with a outcropping for their chest.

"Why can't you tell the difference?" Alice asked.

"Well, I could, but they won't work without someone in them," I shook my head. "I was going to fix that later, but things got messed up."

"Sucks to be you," she crossed her arms. "So, what now?"

"Now," I said, putting on a small show of thinking. Nothing to oversell it. "Well, one's a Spiker cabinet, and the other's a Division cabinet," I told her. "I was going to step out, run down to the store and grab a snack or something. If you want, you can check them out, and choose one. Once you're in it, the purpose becomes clear on the outside."

She looked at the two boxed. "Really?"

"I was over thinking things," I admitted. "So, I'll run and be back in a few minutes?"

"Sure." Alice stepped by me to examine the two cabinets. "I'll pick one by the time you get back."

"Thanks!" I didn't run as I left the practice room, but I did stroll down and back. When I returned, there was no sign of Alice. "Hey?"

"Hey!" Alice responded from within one of the boxes. "I locked myself in," she admitted.

"Well, that's silly!" I said with a grin. "Hold on," I set down my drink and cookie, then approached the box her voice came from. I tapped it, and the first portion of the trick was revealed. The cabinet turned clear - but only from the outside. The woman inside couldn't see out, but the audience could see in.

My breath caught, for her hair was bundled up tightly inside the headspace of the woman-shaped box, her breasts were filling the space provided for them, and her groin was a paper's breadth away from the angled junction between the legs.

She had also stripped naked, and was unable to protect her modesty.

I had images and thoughts of very immodest things, but I recovered quickly. "Check, check?" I asked.

"I'm in here," she responded, apparently unconcerned through her ignorance. "So, which one is it?"

I blinked. Oh. Right! "Divider," I said. "But first!" I flicked a finger across her eyes, and a small gap in the box opened up. "Here, now you can see out!"

"Oh!" She blushed where she thought I couldn't see. "Can you open this up any which way?"

I thought about it. "Yeah," I admitted. "But unless you want me to prove to you that you're being cut up, I don't see the reason."

"Good enough for me," Alice relaxed slightly.

I did, however, step away from her view and went for the dividers. "So," I exposited, "the box you're in is designed to prevent anyone from thinking that there is some trick involved. No room to hide or move."

"Duh," she agreed. I returned with the dividers and other implements, parking them where she could see them.

"Right. So, the box is designed to part under sharp pressure," I held up a short sword for her to see. "The box will seal up behind the cut, allowing for the piece to be removed. Putting the two pieces back together will undo the seal and restore you."

"Sounds simple enough," she noted. She smirked, but I shouldn't have been able to see that. "And I see you looking at where my breasts are. Go ahead."

"Well, if the lady insists." I was indeed entranced by her natural bounty, and put the sword in my hand beside her chest. "Don't worry," I said, "your clothes will go back when I put you back." It would have been true, if she was wearing any. But she wasn't, and I couldn't let her know that.

I held the sword straight up and down, then in a smooth motion, pushed it across her chest, cutting her breasts off. I had my free hand ready, and I pulled it off in a smooth motion, giving it a magic tap to turn the box opaque. One, no, two less distractions. I held the box up for her to see. "Well?"

She was blushing. "I felt that," she confirmed. "Can you subdivide boxes?"

"Sure can!" I said. I set her breasts down on the table with the other dividing implements, and cut it down the middle, separating her two orbs. "Tah-dah!"

"Nice!" she replied. "What else do you got there?"

I held up the same short sword as before. "Have a request?"

"Decapitate me, so I can watch."

Oh. "Where's the fun in that?" I said to avoid giving up my view so quickly. I put the sword down and picked up a small circular cookie cutter. I pressed it against her stomach, centered roughly on her belly button, and pushed.

Alice winced as I cut out a section of her stomach, pulling it free with a twist. Another tap for opaqueness, and I held it up, still in the cutter. "This," I said as I waved her belly in her limited sight, "is a neat option." I dropped the stomach piece out of the cutter on the table, then stood close to Alice. I put the round cutter to her face. "I can switch positions on parts," I paused there as her eyes went wide. "So, if you want, I could move your face down there," I patted the inside of the hole in her body.

"Nah, I'm good," she replied. I pulled the cutter away from her head and set it aside.

"Alright then," I had an idea. "Let me show you something neat." I took a square steel plate from the table, then went down on my knees in front of her.

I stared at her sex for a moment, taking advantage of her ignorance before resuming my work. I took the sharp edge of the plate, and pushed it through her two legs from the front to the back.

"What was that?" Alice asked.

I pulled her legs to the side, out of her sight. "That," I said, admiring my work, "is the box you're in now floating in mid air, as I've taken away your legs."

She laughed. "Nice! That should earn you a couple points on the grade."

"I hope so," I agreed with her. "But I think I'm going to put you back together, then start fresh now that you know what this can do."

"Ok," she said. "You know, this is kinda relaxing."

I restored her legs, her chest and her stomach, returning each to my private show in the process. "Neat. So, ready for round two?"

Alice nodded. "But, before we do that, I want something."

I raised one eyebrow, all Spock-like. "Yes?"

"I know that the box can turn clear," she said, and my shocked expression must have confirmed it. "I did poke at it while you were gone. So, instead of pussyfooting around, we both know I'm naked in here. I want to watch you cut up my body properly, and if you do a good job, I'll take you to bed. Because I haven't been laid in months, and you're the only guy I can corner into this."

I didn't even think. "Sure," I agreed. I grabbed something sharp, and with a smooth motion, removed Alice's head from her body. I set it down on the table, facing her body. "Like that?"

"If I could get a better view, yes," she said. Ever the one to please, I opened up the front of her head's box fully, allowing her a full view. "Thanks."

I approached her body. "So, this isn't practice anymore," I turned to face her. "This is foreplay."

"Just get on with it!" she demanded.

In response, I cut off her right arm. "Hey!" she cried out as I shushed her with a finger to my lips. One of my fingers, not hers. I held her arm sideways, then with the same knife I cut it off her body with, I began to slice her arm down the middle.

Lengthwise.

I finally parted her hand between her ring and middle fingers, holding both halves apart as she moved her fingers about. "Nice!" she approved.

Alice's left arm was next, and wen I went to divide it up, I cut it up every few inches, segmenting the whole thing before leaving her hand alone.

Then, I removed her legs again. These, I did nothing to, instead removing her feet, and arranging all her body parts on the table around her head.

She stared at her limbless, headless body, floating in a transparent container. "Wow," she muttered, eyes wide and cheeks flush. "You know what you're doing, don't you." It wasn't a question.

I smirked. "Watch this," I said, knowing she couldn't do anything else. At her body, I put my trusty knife against the bottom of the stump of her right leg. I began to pull up, cutting her leg, then her hip, then up along the side of her stomach until I reached her right breast. I waited a moment, then cut upward again, parting the beautiful bounty in half aiming to cut her nipple in two. It did so, and I heard a cry from behind me.

I spun around, worried that I had hurt Alice, but instead, she was hanging her mouth open, recovering from the sensation. Satisfied, I pulled the right third of her body away, leaving it floating in mid air a foot or so away from the rest of her. I then went to her left side, and repeated the process, this time from her shoulder down through her tit and out through her leg.

And again, I pulled it away from her, separating her torso into three vertical slices.

"That!" she cried out. "We have to do that!"

"We can discuss that later," I replied. "I'm not done yet."

I watched her eyes drift to her groin, and the bare slot there. No, not yet. I went back to the table and replaced my short cutting tool with a very long one. I showed her its length and she whispered "please" in response.

But Alice didn't expect what I was going to do next. I stepped around her three-part body, aiming with my mind, then I slashed through her body again, horizontally.

My long blade swept through her breasts, left to right, cutting what was in two into four.

Alice squeaked as dismantled the top of her chest, shoulders and neck all set down on the table, before putting her sides on the same. "I should take a picture," I announced.

"Don't you dare!" Alice objected. "You have one last body part to cut up first!"

She was right. Hovering there was the center of her body, from her lower-inside breasts down to her untouched womanhood.

"And I have just the special thing for that," I told her. I picked up a small rectangular cookie cutter and showed it to her with a wink. I approached her body, and with the certainty of a man in control of the situation, reached up between her legs, and cut out her pussy.

I pulled it free, the gap between her legs now straight. I showed it to her, and she rolled her eyes. "Goddamn," she said through her blushing cheeks as I set her precious part in front of her, still in its clear box. "You've more than earned me sleeping with you." She smiled at me, a smile that promised me everything she intended to deliver on. "Now, put me back together so I can give you a preview."

"I already have a preview," I told Alice with a smile. "But you do have a point."

It didn't take me long to reassemble her body, as I had organized the parts on the table to make that easy. I opened the Alice-shaped box, and she stepped out, stretching as she did so, and completely unashamed at her nudity. "Ah! That was nice!" she complimented me. "Man, once we work something out, that little box of yours is going to get us a high mark for sure!"

I had to agree.

"I have to ask though," Alice said as she pulled her clothes out of her bag. I put the two cabinets back to one side, making room for the next people to use the room. She skipped the underwear, stuffing those back in, "what's up with the other box?"

I smirked. "You could always step inside and find out," I offered. "We do have time."

She paused. "You're right. Let's give that one a whirl, shall we?" She stepped out of her skirt, and tossed it atop her bag. She stopped, looking past me. "Uh, which one is it?"

I looked at the two boxes, identical. "Take a guess?"