"Hey everyone!" the young woman holding her phone up to record herself smiled widely. "It's me! Brittany the Sexy Magician!" she announced as she held the camera above her, allowing her to look up at it. Her light blonde hair curled around her head thickly, bangs only just in the way of her eyes. She wore a thin white t-shirt, that barely had any sleeves and exposed her ample cleavage.

She lowered her camera to be level with her face, revealing to the camera the small collar around her neck, and she put on a pout. "So, it'll be my last show for a while. Turns out, it's expensive doing what I do, so I have to do what I said I would, and I have to rent out my body for a month! That's right, you lucky viewers have bid, and it's time to announce the prize for three winners!"

The camera shook for a moment as she set it down on something, then stepped back, revealing that her shirt was the only thing she wore, and it only went down to her waist. "You all love me so much and I love you too, but only three of you bid enough! I'm now going to cut my body up into three, and with the help of more magic, I'm going to mail myself to the winners!"

She tapped the side of her head. "One winner get my noggin, and my lovely personality!" She then cupped her breasts, giving them a slight squeeze. "The next gets my chest, these beautiful babies for their pleasure!" Then she pointed at her pussy, "And the grand prize, with some ridiculous bids, my beautiful womanhood! Woo! Now, remember, this is for a full month, so use protection! Or not, I won't mind at all!" she posed for the camera. "Remember, no limits, no rules, no saying no to whatever you want to do with me!"

"Now, to do this for my winners!" she spun around and walked off camera for a moment, then returned with a swing of the camera to face her and her now nude body. She winked and jiggled deliberately as she pulled the mount the camera was on just a little bit to get a better view for later. "Oh, and some of you may be thinking that you're not getting anything out of this. Well, you're still getting a show, of me and my sexy body being cut up and put on display for you! And who knows, maybe one of my winners will record what they do with my helpless and willing bod once it's in their hands!" she grinned as she revealed the thing behind her.

At first glance, it looked like a clear Mismade cabinet, with sliders at her waist and her neck. She had used it before. "Now, for those of my fans who didn't win a month with me," she turned to face the camera, "I polled you all and asked what you would like to see me cut up with. The results were overwhelmingly in favour of seeming my cute little body here," she ran one hand down her side to emphasize this, "cut up with this!"

She swept her other hand out, and into view of the camera rolled a pair of swords, each hovering at the promised height. "Now, in close second was the chainsaw, and I promise you all that when I come back, the first thing I will do for you is cut myself in half with one!" she put one finger to her pussy, then drew it up in a line between her breasts and up through her head. "You know how I love it when you guys vote for things like that!" she agreed with her audience cheerfully.

Brittany made a 'come hither' gesture, and the camera approached. "Now, you may be thinking, But, Brittany, what are you going to do to make this more sexy?" she asked. "Well, the answer is simple! I'm not going to be in the box when I get cut up! In fact, no box at all, except for the shipping!" she pushed the clear cabinet, and it rolled away. "Oh, and before you ask, I've arranged for a shipping company to pick up the boxes and make the delivery."

She reached out, and plucked one of the floating swords out of the air. Holding it firmly, she pointed it at the camera. "Still sharp as ever!" she announced just as she flipped it around, and then slammed it through her stomach!

"Oooh, that feels good!" she moaned as she rolled her head around in joy. She took the metal blade inside her and began to draw it toward her right, spinning it through her body as she cut herself in half. The camera watched as she stood there, sword through her as she pulled it around in a circle, not stopping until it finished where it started. "Really good!" she said through blushed cheeks. "Now," she announced as she put her hand on her hips, and lifted!

"Tah-dah!" she chimed in as she carefully, and with long practice, knelt down, camera following her, allowing her to lever her upper body off the lower. "Now, to prepare," she said as she snapped her fingers. From the side, a box came, too small to hold her legs and hips, but that didn't deter her. Instead, Brittany pulled some straps out of the box, which it could now be seen, was also full of white packing foam. Without saying anything, she folded her legs so that her ankles were touching her ass, and then strapped the legs together so that they wouldn't move.

Then, she placed her lower extremity in the box, and closed it up, sealing it with tape. "Goodbye," she mournfully said, "I will now have to spend a whole month without your pleasure," she patted the closed box affectionately. "Please return to me well used."

She then moved the box away and gestured for the last sword. It dropped into her waiting hands, and she smiled as she held it horizontally against her throat. Then, with the camera providing a very close closeup, she slid the blade into her neck, cutting her head off. "Ah!" she sighed as the sword passed through her and out the other side, allowing her to toss the sword away, and for her to reach up and pluck her head from her neck. "Well, this is it for me," she announced. "I'm going to pack my head up, then you can watch as my body packs itself up. After that, I'll see you all in a month!"

Another, smaller, box appeared to one side, and Brittany placed her head in the white-packed cardboard container, then it too was covered up by the foam and sealed up. The camera watched in silence as the last of her body pulled a box toward it, then pushed itself up on its arms and into the box, where the arms and hands borrowed into the packing material. Then, the hands reached out, and pulled the box shut, folding it in place. The roll of tape moved by itself in view of the camera, sealing up the last box.

Then, the camera panned around, showing all three boxes and nothing around them before turning off, ending the live stream.

*  *  *

Brittany was beside herself with joy. It worked! Her bank account balance was huge now! All the money she could want to do everything she - and her audience - could dream of!

Sure, the winners of her little contest were going to be fooled, but it wasn't like she could really afford to spend a month divided like that. Instead, they would be receiving a really good fake of her relevant body parts, allowing her to act for the month with no one the wiser!

All she needed to do now was get out of these boxes, and get ready for her month of preptime.

Then the box was opened, and Brittany was shocked. She hadn't done that at all! She blinked as her head was pulled out of the box, and she saw who was holding her. "Tony!" she addressed her brother and fellow magician. "What are you doing?"

Tony smirked, that infuriating thing of his. "Brit," he said, "you don't think I didn't figure out what you were doing did you?"

"Put me down this instant!" Brittany demanded of him.

"How about no?" he retorted as he tossed her head into the air, then caught it on the way down. "Bad Brit, bad," he admonished her. "Teasing your audience like that."

"What's it to you?" she demanded, her head now in his hand, upside down. "It's my show!"

"Lying is bad," he said as though speaking to a child. "Remember what mom and dad said?"

"Yeah, well, fuck you too," she snapped back. "Let me get back together, and I'll be out of your hair."

"Nope!" Tony replied with the same smirk as always. "You promised something, and I would be the soul of disappointment for mom and dad if I let you get away with lying. You got paid, not my problem. Not holding up your end of the deal? Definitely my problem. So I'm going to give you a choice. You can either do what you said you would, no fakes or copies, but your actual body to those three winners for the month. Or, I can make sure the fakes go out, but I get to keep the money."

"You wouldn't!" Brittany challenged him, but she knew that he would. And could.

She sighed. "Ah, screw it. The money's more important." Besides, it was just a body. Nothing important in the long run. "I'll see you in a month."

Tony put her head back into the box, and she could hear it being resealed after. But, before the darkness and silence took her, she did hear him say one thing. "That's good, because I'd hate to tell my friends that the money they spent to buy my sister for a month was wasted. There's no way you can turn them down now. No saying no, remember?"

SHE WOULD KILL HIM FOR THIS!

After the month was up, naturally. She would need time to plan, and at least his friends were hot.