"Hey everyone! Brittany here! The beautiful and sexy magician with her own webshow!" The young woman grinned for the camera she held in front of her. "And for those of you just tuning in, I like to do things to this gorgeous body of mine," she pulled the camera away to show off just how true that was, leaving nothing hiding, "that you want to do to me," she finished with a knowing smile. "After all, it's your donations and suggestions that keep me coming back for more!"

"Now, today's show is something that came up to me thanks to my no-good worthless brother. You see, he found this nice concept image somewhere on the Internet," she huffed at that, blowing air into her blonde bangs, "and he decided that he wanted to build it. But his normal assistants didn't want to do it, so I'm gonna take the decision away from him and do it myself!"

"Tah-dah!" Brittany gestured to her left, and the camera turned to show off the prop that she was talking about. It started with a slightly raised platform, six feet across and four feet deep. In the middle was a single support pole stop which was a red octagon, over twice as tall as it was wide, and deep enough for a single person - barely. The top and bottom had a glazed glass front that opened outward from the middle, while the central section was a pair of red doors with holes cut out of them. From the sides, long rails were balanced, extending out to the edges of the platform below. The rails were in line with the middle set of doors, and were connected to them. A view to the side established that there were places for a person on the inside to put their arms and legs out of the box.

Brittany leaned against the box. "This is called the Tit Slicer," she announced as she patted it. "And why yes, it is my size. Why do you ask?"

She twirled around on one foot as she went from beside the prop to in front of it, her back facing the slicer as the camera swung around to face her front. With a wide grin, she stepped back, putting her legs into the provided spaces. She then closed the glazed door over her hips, covering her sex from casual viewing. "Now, some of you may have noticed where the single pole is," she said as she put her arms through the holes to the sides, leaving the middle and top doors open. "I hate to disappoint you, but I won't be feeling that with this little performance." She winked. "Maybe another time?"

Brittany then closed the doors over her chest, and reached around with her hands to lightly grasp her breasts and pull them out. "Ooof," she said as she pushed and pulled herself as much as she could. "I know I'm big, but this is tight." She eventually got it done, though it may have taken more time, effort and fondling than strictly necessary. "Last bit," she said as she closed the doors in front of her face, leaving her legs and arms outside the box.

She snapped her fingers, and from the sides, two squared off cutters floated toward her. She took one in her hands, while the other she set atop the box. "This is the slicer part," she said inside the box before changing her mind. "No, that isn't going to work," she said as she opened the box, or at least, the top doors to allow her to see and be seen clearly. "Now, to cut out my breasts!" She took the slicer in her hands and carefully lined it up with the minuscule gaps in the frame. With no warning, she shoved it through the box, eliciting a shot of pleasure on her face and her exposed breast as the tip hardened.

"Have a look!" she said, and the camera floated up to look down into the box where the metal piece was through her, cutting out under her shoulders, and leaving the other half of her body intact from top to bottom. She then reached over her head and took the other slicer in hand, turning it so it mirrored the direction of the other one, each having the open side facing outward.She pushed it in, and the camera watched as the blade cut into her body until it was done its job.

"ooh," she moaned as the camera stepped back. "I will never get tired of something going inside me." She snapped her fingers again, and this time, two wider metal dividers floated into view. Brittany didn't announce what they did, she just slid them into the box above and below the established cuts. "And with that," she reached down and pulled the newly cut body parts away from her torso. First, she pulled her right breast away, out to the extent of her arm's reach, then again with her left breast. The camera watched all this, clearly showing Brittany in four pieces, and revealing the thin frame holding the top of the box up.

"Isn't this amazing!" she said for the audience watching. "It's too bad none of you were here to make sure that everything is real. You'll just have to trust me though!"

She looked around. "Now, the trick at this point is supposed to put a couple knives through my chest, top to bottom," she made a stabbing motion with her hands, "but where's the fun in that? I mean this is called the Tit Slicer, and while, yeah, I've sliced off my tits, I haven't actually sliced my tits!" She snapped her fingers again, but this time, nothing happened. "But," she said with a wink as the camera zoomed in on her face. "That's for my premium subscribers! You get to watch me really slice my tits!