"Hello everyone! Welcome back to my show, for I am Brittany, the WebCam Magician! Woo-Hoo!" The titular woman danced a little before the camera to show off her moves and to celebrate her return after a long absence. "I'm sure you all missed me and my sexy, gorgeous body! I didn't, after all, it's mine! Anyway," she stopped her movements and reached out, the camera floating into her hand, "I've finally saved up enough to do the next sexy thing for all of you, and honestly, it's about time I filled one of your most popular requests!"

She spun around, allowing her shoulder-length blonde hair to fly free. When she came to a stop, she had the camera facing away from her and towards the prop for the day's show. It didn't look like much, a wire suspended taut between two poles, a little less than waist height.

Brittany let go of the camera, spinning around to face it directly. "Today," she announced with a manic gleam to her eyes, "I'm going to cut myself in half!"

There was a pause, then Brittany blinked, her expression fading for a moment. "Oh, right, no, this won't be along the waist like some of you were thinking, or like that time me and Janet had to hold each other tight." She licked her lips at that.

She stepped back and now held two black straps in her hands. "No, I'm going to do this..." she told the camera as it followed her to the prop. She raised one leg, and with far more showmanship than was required, swung it over the wire so that she was straddling it. Tightly. "Ah," she moaned as she carefully set herself down. "Some of you have already figured out what I'm going to do," she told the camera as it panned around her, showing her standing on her toes for now. "But I'm going to have a little fun with it."

Brittany then carefully shifted her weight and with perfect balance, raised both legs up, folding them at the knees. She sunk down onto the wire, her pussy taking the weight. "Eee..." she raised her voice a little. "Gotta move fast." She then took one of the straps and somehow keeping her balance, wrapped it around her leg, so that it was bound in place, her foot touching her ass. She then turned and carefully did the other leg, tying it up as well. These, she swung at her hips, demonstrating that she couldn't touch the floor.

"OK," she huffed. "That took a lot of practice," she said to the camera as she leaned forward and put her hands on the wire. "Now, this wire is nice and tight," the camera panned down to take a lovingly detailed look at her pussy and the metal it was riding. Once the camera pulled back, she leaned back up straight. "I am now, for your pleasure and entertainment, will cut myself in half, right up the middle," her face showed a little strain from balancing, but she persevered. "No prizing for this video," she said, "instead, the gimmick is this," the camera moved to be above the wire, looking up at her as she leaned forward, "I'm going to ride this wire like a man, and I want each and every man out there watching this to imagine that it's you I'm on top of, that you are the one so big, I am going to split on you. And for the women? Well, you get to imagine you are me," she finished with a hushed whisper.

The camera pulled back a little and turned to focus on the wire.

Brittany rolled her hips.

"Ahhh!" she moaned as the wire slid along inside her, and the camera watched as the motion cut into her just a little. She rolled her hips again, using her bound legs for additional leverage, this time the wire clearly cutting into Brittany, her weight causing her to sink onto the wire.

The camera pulled back, and Brittany leaned forward, putting her hands on the wire, allowing her breasts to hang free. She stared to rub the wire vigorously, her face flush with excitement as she pulled and pushed herself. "Yes, yes!" she closed her eyes and the camera tilted down to see that the wire was now up a couple inches into her, her pussy cleanly split in two. Each rock, roll, push and pull caused her to cut herself a bit more.

"Yes!" The camera tilted up, now watching Brittany as she let go of the wire with one hand and now had it on her tit, massaging it. "Yes! Fuck me! Yes!" she threw her head back and yelled out an orgasm as she refused to stop, her body acting on its own accord as the camera clearly showed the wire up to her hips, her legs swinging back and forth. "AAAAAHHH!" she came and stopped, her chest heaving as she huffed and puffed. "Oh, I needed that," she said to the camera that focused on her gleaming face. "It's been too long," she admitted as she started up again.

This time, she leaned back, one hand behind her and another in front for balance, the camera moving to look down on her from above as she started to cut herself again. "Truth be told," she admitted as she put herself on display, "I wasn't able to get any release during my time away, and I picked this to really let loose," she enjoyed the sensations as the wire was now up to her waist, the camera swinging down to look up at her split lower body, Brittany descending on it with each motion.

The camera raised itself up, panning up her body, leaving no part of her unobserved. By the time it was done its survey of her, she had cut up to her stomach, and the camera focused on her bellybutton as it was divided into two.

Here, she paused. "This is a little extra," she announced to the camera as she let go of the wire and reached down to grab ahold of her own legs, one in each hand. and pulled. Her legs, attached to her waist and hips, rolled to the sides, upwards like a split tail until they were held up beside her. Brittany winked and just like that, she started to heave her stomach back and forth, cutting upwards into her chest. "No, this isn't fast enough," she admitted as she stopped and let her legs drop back down, hitting each other below the wire.

She reached out and grabbed the wire with both hands, and with a heave, pulled herself forward an arm's length! The wire slid through her, cutting as she fell through it, the camera watching as it stopped at her ribs. "Hah! Those won't stop me! My spine hasn't!" she said with a grin as she adjusted her grip, and pushed! She was cut more, the wire stopping between her breasts. "Don't worry dears," she patted herself, "your time will come," She pulled and pushed again, the wire passing between her bouncing tits and upward a bit further.

One more pull, almost horizontal, and she stopped before the wire entered her neck. "Now, you might be thinking that I'm going to stop here," she indicated her mostly-split body. "Maybe even remove my head and then finish going up the middle? No!" She let go of the wire and put her hands over her ears. "Even this!" she said as she started to push and pull her head back and forth, her neck limiting the movement even as the wire stayed in one place, her body dragged down by its own weight.

She raised her chin and didn't say anything as the wire started on her head proper. Her jaw was separated, then her lips, then her nose, and she didn't stop as she shook herself back and forth. She went cross-eyes, trying to watch as the wire went past them, then her forehead and crown were split.

With no warning, as her hair covered the exact moment, she fell off the wire into two sides, her left and right halves leaning against each other. Brittany blinked a few times to demonstrate her life, then her hands carefully explored her body until each hand was inside the gap between her halves.

Then she pushed, each half going the opposite way. She fell to the floor, and the camera watched as she raised two thumbs up. The camera kept rolling for another five minutes, then faded out.