Lindsey waited patiently for her group. She had volunteered to help the Play Box with orienting new people, and the reward offered was certainly enough to entice her into doing this. The door to the room opened and in walked her group of three for the day.

They were all women, each wearing a different animal mask. The first one was a tall woman with a bunny mask to go with her red leotard and fishnet stockings. Her long black hair draped behind her and her blue eyes were visible through the mask. The second wore a cat's face, and to keep in theme, had a black one-piece suit that went from her shoes to her neck, save that it was opened slightly around the collar. Her short brown hair was curled and wavy. The last was in a wolf's mask and her hair was braided and over her shoulders as she wore a fur bra and underwear, the most risqué of the three.

Of course, that meant nothing to Lindsey, in her face-covering fox-mask and nothing else.

"Hello!" she greeted them to distract them from the door behind them closing and locking. "I am Fox," she introduced herself. "And you are Bunny, Cat and Wolf," she gave each of them their cover name for the day. "That is the only name you will use with yourselves and with anyone else."

"You are here because you all all familiar with the more carnal aspects of membership in the Play Box, but not so much the Magic side of things," she said. "And so my job today is to give the three of you some quick training and experience with that side of things, to make sure you are comfortable with it. Do you all understand?"

The three of them each agreed.

"Excellent!" Lindsey smiled under her mask. "Now, the first thing you have to know and remember is that nothing is permanent here. "If you are a virgin when you enter and lose it here, then you will be a virgin in body again when you leave. And I know for a fact that there are a couple of girls who take advantage of that," she added. "Now, I want a volunteer."

"I will," the Bunny stepped forward without hesitation. Or perhaps with some trepidation. "What do you want me to do?"

"Over here, all of your" Lindsey gestured for her to follow, and she showed them to a low table. It was a simple table, but to her eyes, it was full of potential, from the way the casters and legs were set to the length and width of it all. She reached under the table, to the small drawers under it and pulled out a saw. "Hold this," she handed it to Bunny and then hopped onto the table where she lay flat down, arms crossed over her stomach.

"All of you will be called to act and be acted upon," she said, "and you will have to trust yourselves to act even when it seems wrong or odd. So Bunny," she addressed the woman who still held the saw, "saw me in half, at the waist. Cut me in two."

"Wha..." Bunny seemed shocked, and Lindsey frowned behind the mask. Hesitation now? What did she think was going to happen? "OK then," she said as she gingerly put the saw-blade over Lindsey's bare waist, one hand on her stomach to help steady herself. "Should I cut the table too?"

"If you have to," Lindsey said. "Go ahead." She adjusted herself to make the cut more appealing, or at least evenly flat. "I won't be hurt," she assured Bunny.

"Are you sure?" Bunny asked as she gently pulled the saw over Lindsey's bare skin, making sure not to cut it, but still leaving a scratch due to the weight and sharp edges. "I mean, I don't know what I'm doing...."

"Don't worry," Lindsey said in a comforting tone of voice. "You trust me to know what I'm doing, and I trust you to act."

Bunny took a deep breath to steady her shaking hands, then pushed the saw into Lindsey. The blade slid into her stomach without any resistance, and Lindsey embraced the cut, smiling under her mask as Bunny saw that nothing bad was happening and kept cutting.

The others watched in fascination as Lindsey was sawn in half. No tricks, no boxes, just bare skin and a blade that passed through her stomach with each pull and push. It was for her though, a little rough around the edges, Bunny's inexperience showing through even as she kept going, the blade now halfway through her hips.

"Mmmm," Lindsey moaned a little, a way to help ease their worries. "That's good," she said.

Under her mask, Lindsey could see Bunny's cheeks flush, but she resolved to finish her task, cutting through Lindsey then into the table below.

"Good," Lindsey said as she pulled herself apart. Her ankles dug into the table and pulled, and her arms pushed, separating her two halves properly. "As you can see, nothing bad happened to me, and when you are in my place, nothing bad will happen to you." She took a moment to right herself, standing up on her arms then setting herself down on her cut waist. "Now, it's your turn, Cat."

Bunny stepped back and handed the saw to Cat, who held it firmly and tightly. "What do you want me to do?" she asked.

"Put the saw away in the drawer I took it from," Lindsey pointed out where that was. "And in the next drawer over is your tools."

Cat did so, sliding the saw back then moving to the next one, pulling out a small bag that she opened up, unfolding it to reveal a half-dozen daggers, each eight inches long and an inch wide. "You want me to stab you?" she asked.

Lindsey nodded. "Yes. Anywhere you want. Please push the in all the way."

"Alright!" Cat agreed with an affirming clench of the wrist. She took the first dagger and pushed it through Lindsey's right thigh, going in then out smoothly. "Anywhere, right?" she asked for permission.

"Of course!" Lindsey agreed. Bunny needed pushing, so why not Cat?

Cat responded by pushing the second dagger into Lindsey's left breast! "Ah!" Lindsey felt around the dagger, groping herself in the process as she enjoyed the sensation. "Well done! You have four more to go."

Cat then held Lindsey's hands together as she stabbed through them both at the same time, pinning them together. Lindsey could have pulled her hands apart, but that wasn't the point as Cat put the fourth into her feet, repeating the process as she put the soles together then stabbed them through at the same time.

The fifth, she had to think about, but in the end, it went through Lindsey's neck. It didn't cut off the airflow, and she could still talk despite the metal in her throat. "Last one," she stated the obvious.

"Right," Cat said as she held the last dagger. She was thinking hard, then made her decision. She approached Lindsey's lower half and stuck the dagger into her the top of her hips. Lindsey smirked under the mask as she felt the metal pierce her insides from the inside, then out through her bare womanhood, the point clean and clear as Cat stepped back. "Wow," she said. "How does that feel?"

"Amazing," Lindsey encouraged her. "Wolf, your turn."

Cat stepped back, and Wolf stepped up, apparently unconcerned that she was talking to a woman who had been cut in half and stabbed a half-dozen times. It was a casualness that Lindsey approved off. She got it. But she still had to prove it through her actions. "What am I going to do to you, miss Fox?" she asked as she licked her lips.

Lindsey had ideas, but not for right now. "Now, in the third drawer, you will find your prop."

Wolf opened it up, and pulled out the sheet in confusion. "What am I going to do with this?" she asked in confusion.

"Put it over my legs," Lindsey commanded her, "cover them up completely."

"OK," Wolf did as she was asked, "Now what?"

"Now, strawberry or chocolate?"

"Chocolate?" Wolf replied.

"Pull away the cloth."

Wolf did, then gasped. "What happened?"

Where Lindsey's legs used to be was now a bowl of chocolate ice cream. Vanished and replaced with something different. "You can remove and add things as well," Lindsey informed them. "Not as visceral as other options, but no less useful or entertaining." She held out her arms. "Pass me the cloth," and Wolf did.

Lindsey draped it over her body and with a mental pull, vanished from the table.

The other three gasped as she quietly pushed open the door to the mismade cabinet behind them, watching as they searched the table for a sign of her. "And most importantly," she said, causing all three to jump in shock, "is that you can always bring yourself back to the way you started if you feel that what you're having isn't fun anymore, or you want to try something new."

"You scared us!" Wolf said, hand over her heart. "We thought you were gone!"

"No!" Lindsey waved off the concerns with cheer and good will. "No matter what happens, you are still you." She put one hand on her hips and stood casually in front of them. "So, you've all proven to me that you have what it takes, but you still have room for practice." She waved at the contents of the room with her other hand. "Everything here is available for you to use and have fun with, as long as you stay within the rules of the Play Room." This was the final test, she knew from her own quick training.

The three wandered around, Lindsey waiting patiently for them to make up their minds. Time wasn't really a factor here as she barely paid them any attention, waiting for them to start.

"Excuse me?" Cat tapped her on the shoulder, and Lindsey turned around to face her. "What's this?" She held a box up in her hands.

"That's an Origami box," Lindsey explained. "A person gets inside, and is compressed down as the box is folded. Sides can be opened to access within, or be run through with swords."

Lindsey felt a flash of cold running up her back, and she smiled on the inside, recognizing the feeling. She started to fall to the sides, each half of her going their own way - left and right as she kept quiet to maintain the deception.

"I told you!" Wolf said from between Lindsey's vertically divided body. "She said everything, and that meant her too!" She giggled.

Bunny knelt down in front of her right side, Cat behind her. "But she works here, so isn't that kinda in her job description?" She poked Lindsey in a sensitive spot, but she refused to react.

Cat nodded along behind her. "Well, in that case," she said as she opened up the Origami box, "here," she said as she dropped the box over Bunny, catching the woman by surprise as she was swallowed up by the too-small space.

"HEY!" Bunny yelled out as Cat flipped the box over and closed it up. "What are you doing?"

"Well," Cat said as Wolf came into view, "she did say that everything in the room was for use, right? Well, doesn't that include us?" She held the box up and Wolf cut through it, leaving the box intact, using the same sword that had just parted Lindsey from top to bottom.

"Eeep!" Bunny cried out from inside the box that fit into Cat's two hands. "Let me out!"

"You lost," Wolf replies as Cat rotated the box and she cut it again. "You agreed, you lost, and now you have to go along with it."

Unnoticed, Lindsey pulled herself together. She stood up, frowning. "What did she lose?" she asked.

The two were unsurprised by her return to normalcy. Instead they focused more on their use of the box, the sword and Bunny within. "Well," Cat said as she spun the box around, "We bet you wouldn't complain about being cut up like that," she said, "and Bunny said you would."

"Yeah," Wolf added. "The losers would strip naked and allow the dressed one to do what they wanted first, so it would be two and two or one and three."

"And Bunny didn't have the chance to uphold her end of the bargain?" Lindsey frowned again. That was almost rude.

"What? No!" Wolf objected. "We're cutting the clothes off her!"

"Like this!" Cat announced as she rolled the box forward, opening it as she went. The box unfolded, and Lindsey stepped aside to allow Bunny to roll out, surrounded by the shredded remains of her costume and her skin unblemished.

Bunny hopped to her feet. "I could have undressed myself!" she objected.

"You could have," Cat agreed, "but this was more fun."

Lindsey looked at Bunny, who was as nude as she was, and just as comfortable with that state. She shrugged, nothing really wrong here. "So, I heard two on two?" she asked. "Who gets me?"

"I do," Bunny announced as she stepped into Lindsey's personal space and pulled her mask aside just enough to reveal her mouth. She kissed Lindsey, and on reflex, Lindsey embraced her back, putting one hand on Bunny's ass to pull her closer. Bunny pulled back her lips. "If I had won," she said, "I was going to mis-make the three of you and switch your bodies around. For fun."

"Definitely fun," Lindsey agreed. "So what are we going to do?" She migrated one hand down from Bunny's ass to between her legs, drawing her closer to get a better angle for her fingers.

"We're going to squish the two of you flat," Cat announced as she pushed the roller-type compressor up to beside Lindsey and Bunny. "Then Wolfie here is going to shred you two into itty-bitty pieces and we're going to mix them up into a bowl!"

Lindsey felt herself get excited at the prospect, and she made sure that Bunny knew it. "Let's do it then!" she said as she spun herself and Bunny around so that her back was facing the rollers. She leaned back, and let her her hair get caught in the rollers.

She also refused to let Bunny go as she was pulled into the compressor by her head, wrapping her legs around Bunny's hips and legs, her hands pulling her down into an embrace as tight as any lovers' would be.

For a moment, Bunny resisted, then she lunged into the embrace, getting as caught up in the moment as Lindsey was.

As one, their heads passed through the rollers, and then she was dimly aware of hers and Bunny's bodies being pressed together, front to front. Lips to lips, breasts to breasts, hips to hip and legs entwined. She resolved that the next time she did this, she would take a man with her, in her.

After that, things were a little confusing as she felt herself being pulled, like Wolf an Cat were trying to separate the two of them, but that wouldn't happen. Instead, after they gave up, Lindsey felt herself and Bunny being folded up and then... sharpness again. And again and again as the two women were cut apart, piece by piece. So close were they, she didn't know if what she was feeling was hers or Bunny's sensations.

Then, she felt all of the two of them being poured into a container and shaken up, mixing them together as completely as any blender she had even been in.

Things were quiet, and Lindsey could imagine Wolf and Cat discussing what they were going to do now. Her answer came when there was darkness, then with a ripple of cloth she was whole again.

Bunny threw back her head and screamed. "YES!" She orgasmed, "YES, YES, yes!" She huffed as her body reacted to everything that had happened to it. "Oh god," she said between breaths. "That was better than sex," she leaned against Lindsey, using her as a support. "Is that what it's like all the time?"

Lindsey patted her on the back. "When you want it to, yes," she agreed. "So," she turned her attention to Wolf and Cat. "What about you two?"

The two shared a look. "WE WANT THAT!" They said as one.

Lindsey smiled. They would fit right in.