Some days, I just didn't have any motivation. Oh, I still did my job, but there was a lack of a spark in the performance that I could recognize even if no one else could. And this was one of those days.

I was relaxing on the beach, napping on a lounge chair when I was approached. As such things happened, I opened one eye to check  Cute brunette with thick curly hair and a sway in her walk that told of plenty of experience in attracting the right kind of attention. She stood over me. "Hello," she said.

I waved a greeting in her direction. She took that as a reason to speak. "My name is Natasha," she said. "I've been sent to be your assistant this evening," she produced a small envelope and handed it to me. Intrigued, I opened it and read the contents. It was legitimate. Surprising but not without precedent.

"You know what kind of show I do?" I asked as I handed the envelope back to her.

"Of course," she replied. "I've watched several."

I grunted. "OK then. In the envelope is a location," I did a wave of my hand to do some magic. "Ten minutes before the show, go there, enter the third door on the right and put on the red dress. Then go to Stage left and wait for me to call you up."

I leaned back in my chair, catching the rays.

"No practice?" She asked.

"You're a professional," I replied. "Do you need any?"

"No sir!" she replied with a grin I could hear as I wasn't looking at her. She walked away and I went back to my nap.

A nap that was interrupted <i>again</i> when I was approached again. From the opposite side this time. I grumbled a little and waited for the new person to approach. "Hey!" a woman said and I cracked one eye to look at her. Long, platinum blonde hair and long legs to match. "Name's Ann," she introduced herself without waiting as she pulled out an envelope.

I took it and read it. "Huh. Assistant, huh? You know what I do?"

She smirked. "Nothing that hasn't been done before, I assure you."

I could see where this was going. I could work with that. "OK. ten minutes before the show, head to the address on the paper," I handed it back to her in the envelope. "Go through the third door on the left and put on the blue dress you find there. Then, wait at stage right for me to call you up. No practice, no rehearsal."

"Understood!" She gave me a nod of the head then walked away.

Well, this was going to be fun. For me at least. I didn't think they knew about each other, and I could use that.

*  *  *

"Welcome! Welcome!" I smiled and waved at my audience. "Thank you all for coming this evening, I am your host for the show." I bowed, and the audience applauded. "For your pleasure tonight, I have a special start for you all! I held out my arms to both sides. "Would my lovely assistant please come forth!"

From the left and the right, Natasha and Ann strolled onto the stage to the catcalls and loud cheers of the audience. Natasha's costume was a tight red bikini that clipped between her breasts, the red fabric capped with a pair of gold plates from which hung gilded strings to her armlets. her red skirt was slit up both sides, allowing her to walk freely, held up by a golden belt. She waved as approached me.

Ann wore a blue collar from which hung two blue straps that angled over her breasts, pulling them apart and then around her sides to meet her own blue skirt. The skirt was tight enough to not need a belt, so instead she wore a small veil with bracelets and anklets for accent. She too waved at those who cheered her on.

This was also the first time the two saw each other, and I caught a curious glance from each of them.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," I said as the audience died down. "Allow me to introduce Natasha and Ann," I gestured at each in turn. two lovely ladies who have kindly offered to help me out this fine eve." They both caught the idea that they were going to cooperate. Too bad that wasn't in the plan.

"Of course, I am only one man," I said as I went for one of the racks with swords on it, "so tonight, I really only need one assistant." I turned back to the two women and offered each of them a long sword, indistinguishable from the other. No sense in playing favourites. They glanced at each other, worried. "Thus, the two of them shall fight for the priviledge and enjoyment of being on stage with me! The winner, that is. The loser? Well, we'll see what condition she's in first." I smirked.

"Take the swords," I commander, and the two women reached out without meaning to, taking them by the handles. They were hesitant as they faced each other. "Ladies! The swords are obviously magical, and they will cut through your opponent with the greatest of ease! You both want to win, but do remember to put on a good show!" I stepped back to give them room, "So fight!"

Natasha swung first, whipping the sword through the air at the neck of Ann, who leaned back to dodge. The audience exploded into cheers as the two women started to duel, each of them very inexperienced with the weapon, but going at it with gusto. Ann took on a one-handed approach, while Natasha went with both hands for maximum power. They spun and danced around each other, focused solely on harming the other.

Or course, someone was bound to slip up and I watched as Natasha swung her sword down at Ann's shoulder, the long metal slicing through the air as she tried to get out of the way. Well, she tried, but wasn't able to fully do so as Natasha's weapon cut through Ann's off-arm, severing it completely.

"Ahhh!" Ann cried out as the stump of her arm showed muscle and bone, but no blood. The two stopped and stared at the bare arm on the ground. "That hurt!" Ann yelled.

"Well then, that's easy to fix," Natasha taunted. "Let me take your pretty head all the pain will go away!" Ann raised her remaining arm with sword in hand in defiance, causing Natasha to start attacking with more fervor than before!

With poor Ann on the back foot, her balance was off and she staggered around, trying to defend herself properly as Natasha battered away at her. I saw the the fight was going to end soon, and prepared for the next part.

Natasha swung at Ann at chest height, and Ann took the blow on her sword, spinning her around. Natasha stepped up, sword overhead except Ann kept spinning and dropped to her knees, folding her legs under her, slicing horizontally as she did so! The elegant move at home with a ballerina caused her sword to cut right through Natasha's waist, an amazing turnaround as the red-clad woman stood still in shock before falling forward!

Anna stepped back, skin glistening with sweat, her chest heaving with each breath and before her, Natasha pulled herself upright, sitting down on the stump of her waist even as her legs swayed then fell back without balance.

"Got you!" Ann announced as she drew back her sword one more time, aiming clearly to take Natasha's head.

"AAAHHH!" Natasha yelled back as she swung at the same time, never letting go of her sword. Ann cut off Natasha's head and Natasha cut off Ann's legs at the same time!

Ann fell back and Natasha's head bounced, finally dropping her sword. "We have a winner!" I announced as I stepped back toward the two ladies. "Can I get a hand for Ann!" I applauded, ignoring my own pun as the two sexy women were given rapturous applause.

I pulled up a table and set it at the front of the stage. I picked up Natasha's legs and hips, setting then own in the table, folded under each other. "Normally, I'd send her in pieces out into you, the audience, for some personal appreciation," I picked up her head and set it down as well. "But I'd rather not have you all distracted from my actual assistant, Ann." I placed her limp torso on the table. "So, instead, I'm going to vanish each part of her." I pulled out a long sheet and laid it over the table, covering up Natasha's body parts. Then I whipped the sheet away to reveal that it was empty. "Three lucky audience members will find a present waiting for them when they get back to their rooms," I announced. "Please use irresponsibly."

There were some laughs with that. I had no idea where she was now, and I didn't care. I had other things on my mind.

"Now, Ann!" I finally turned around to my hapless tri-palegic. "Come here!" I strolled around behind her and grabbed her tightly by her breasts to lift her up.

"AH!" She liked the contact as I put her on top of the table. She adjusted her costume with her remaining arm as I fetched her other arm, then the two legs, showing off the cutoff part of her dress at the same time. They went onto the table as well. "Now what?" she asked. "I can't exactly help you like this!" she waved her good arm around to show her limitations.

"Well Ann," I said as I fetched the two swords from where they lay on the ground, yet stayed out of her sight, "You're not quite right. I need to do a couple minute's work to be prepared. So!" With one quick swipe of a sword, I removed Ann's head! Thanks to the magic, it flipped into the air where I caught it cleanly in my open palm.

Then, holding her head where she could see, I put the edge of the sword in my hand against the top of her open neck, pointing down. I began to push down, the edge of the blade cutting through her cleanly before reaching the blue collar.

It snapped, and the tension it put on the wrap vanished, dropping it to the sides and exposing her bountiful breasts for the audience. But still I pushed, going through her collar, then between her breasts, down through her stomach and them into the remains of her skirt, which parted just as easily to expose her sex before that too was divided.

I pulled the sword out of her, treating her like nothing more than a slice of bread as I tugged on the side with her arm, pulling it away from her other side and exposing her insides for all to see even as they stayed inside of her. Then, in the gap between her right and her left, I set the sword down, hilt to the table. By my power, it stayed upright as I let go, then I mounted Ann's head on the tip, pushing her head down until the tip threatened to emerge from the top of her skull.

"A body like yours deserves to be put on display," I assured her and the audience. "So give me a minute and I'll be back with the next performance piece."

Not that she could do anything, but I vanished back stage. Exactly 60 seconds later, I returned.

"Ladies and gentleman," I announced, "I said I only needed one assistant tonight, and that is still true. But of course, those of you who know me, know that I am not someone to be limited by such words either. And so, Ann!" I snapped my fingers, and from stage right, Ann sashayed onto the stage in her sexual blue dress and veil. She smiled and waved, then stopped when she saw Ann cut up on the table at the front of the stage.

"You see, tonight," I told everyone, "When Ann gets used up and can no longer help, I'll just make a new one. And don't worry," I slapped the new Ann on her ass to jolt her out of her shock, "I have plenty of uses for her."