"Hey everyone! It's Brittany, your favourate WebCam magician!" the woman whose name was on the show smiled at the camera and waved as it pulled back to show her in all her glory. "Today's show is brought to you by a certain person who asks..." and she flicked her bare arm and hand to produce a sheet of paper from nowhere, "Brittany! I love you!" she read aloud. "Let's see here... appreciation for my body, loves the show, ah here we go! Brittany," she resume reading, "have you ever done a Slicer?"

She flicked the paper away, making it disappear as easy as it appeared. "For those of you who don't know, the Slicer illusion is one where a woman such as myself is put into a box and the box is laid out horizontally. It's sliced into 9 pieces and is stretched out like an accordion. There will be a waving arm with a cloth and a moving foot," she elaborated, "but it's nothing unusual. Just takes up a lot of space."

Brittany then put one finger on her lips as though thinking, though no one doubted for a second that this wasn't all scripted ahead of time. "Now, I've done that sort of thing before, the fun and the boring ways. So why not make it something fun again? I know!" She stepped toward the camera, which moved out of her way and followed her around as she revealed her variation.

A very long table lay out before the camera, divided into two halves. One half was a large clear box, maybe two feet high, with seven thin white lines evenly spaced across the top. The other half was a flat surface that led into the open side of the clear box. "Not quite finished yet," Brittany announced as the camera turned to watch her. She bent down and pulled something out from under the table that hadn't been there before, which she needed to use both hands to lift into place. It was a rectangular frame at first glance, but not, as it was more like a cap to the clear box, a cap to which she then removed the lid from.

The Camera got a nice view of seven sharp saw blades, running from the top to the bottom of the box vertically. They lined up with the white lines in the box itself. "This," Brittany drew attention back to herself, "is what I call the Bread Box Slicer." She hopped onto the empty side of the long table, and set her knees just in front of the blades and legs folded under her. She pointed at a small blue button on top of the box frame, which the camera obligingly zoomed in on. "This will turn on the blades and tilt the whole thing upward," she indicated behind her going up. "Sliding the assistant into the blades and into the box!" she tapped the thing with her hands. "Of course, inside the box are little mini-dividers to keep all the sections separate." She paused. "Hold on, no... that's a later thing."

She leaned back on the table, legs still folded, "Now, from the comments on my videos, you pervs enjoy seeing me tied up, and well, I am nothing if not a slave to your whims," she told the camera as it hovered over her, ignoring nothing as she reached behind her head and produced four small loops of string. She made a show of bringing one leg up and putting a loop around her thigh and lower leg, holding them together before repeating this on the other leg. "Besides," she added, "this way I'll know I fit into the box. Nothing more embarrassing than being too big." She then put one more loop around her right arm, at the wrist and below the shoulder, then repeated this with her left. These were pulled tight with her teeth, binding her securely. "Now," she told the camera as she leaned forward to face the saws. She rested her chin on the button, "when I showed this to Janet, she was on her stomach and I stuffed an apple in her mouth," she grinned.

Brittany then nodded her head and pressed the button. Two things happened. First, she fell back onto her back, keeping her knees and hands inside the limits of her half of the table. Second, the blades at the top of the box began to vibrate in place, up and down, up and down. The camera watched all this impassively as a wide grin split Brittany's face.

The whole contraption tilted up as she said it would, and she slid down into the blades, her knees hitting them right away at the outside blades. She kept her grin as she slowly slid down, further and further, the inside of her legs being cut into shortly thereafter. The Camera moved down to see her divided leg already into the outer lanes of the lower box before returning to the top half, where the outer blades were about to leave her legs. She was still falling into the box, and only the central blade had yet to touch her.

The outside of her legs were cut off and they instantly fell through into the lower box. "Ah!" Brittany said, "That's a rush!" she tilted her head to look between her breasts at her positioning. "Gotta line this up," she said as she adjusted. After all, the middle blade had yet to do any work while its friends to the left and right were already on the job.

The Camera zoomed in for the best detail as the middle blade touched her pussy, the woman sliding down onto her sex as it was divided. Far to the right and left, the other blades finished their work on her legs, with the next cuts of those free-sliding down to the bottom of the box. "Yesss!" Brittany hissed as she enjoyed the sensation. The blades entered her hips and waist, then the next-outer blades started their cutting again with her elbows, leaving the outer blades nothing left to do.

Up through her stomach, the three central blades passed, then into her ribs and upper arms.

The camera did not ignore her face as she moaned in pleasure, then it went back to her chest as her breasts approached the blades.

The inner saw would pass between them, but that just meant that they were perfectly in line for the next blades, and as they were caught on the blades, they both began to vibrate as the mini-saws cut into them. "Oh, that's good!" Brittany expressed herself as her mounds were parted roughly down the middle. Almost unnoticed, the sides of her arms fell away, her outer fingers next.

Her breasts were remorselessly divided, even as Brittany enjoyed every moment of it. Her breasts sagged back down as they were finally parted properly, and she slid further down onto the three inner blades.

The central one passed into her neck, going up her throat, while the next two left her shoulders, causing her mid-leg, her outer torso, shoulders and inner arm to drop into the clear box. But that only took a moment as the central saw blade reached her chin, and the others approached the sides of her head.

She could say nothing as her jaw was split, then her mouth, the blades to the sides carving into the side of her head. Through her nose, between her eyes, and on the outside of them too, the saws did their work as she sank down into the three blades.

Then, with nary a warning, all three blades were passed.

Brittany's ears fell, along with the sides of her head. On her left, it was caught against her breast while her right bypassed that and was caught at her waist. Her inner divides slid gracefully down until she hit the bottom of the box with a soft thump of the barest insides of her thighs. The blades turned off.

Brittany wiggled her fingers and blinked her eyes to show she was still sensate, but the box wasn't done yet. There was a click, and then the box started to expand. Each separate slice of Brittany slowly pulling away from the middle. Her outer knees were first, hovering over the edge without visible means of support. Then the middle of her legs and outer arms floated away. Thirdly, her outer body went downwards off the table until her middle was alone. This too was pulled apart by hands unseen until they rested on the edge of the table.

Helpless, the camera examined each section carefully and completely, leaving nothing hidden until at last, the camera came to rest on the table between Brittany's divided body, looking straight at the sawblades only a few feet away.