"Dude, that was so awesome!" "Hell Yeah! You saw that, right?" "Are we bros or what for this?" "Fuck yeah! Imagine what you would do Bro!"

"Well, well, what do we have here?" the voice of the Head cut across the small clique like a sharp knife. The silence was absolute as the five young men turned their attention to the two women who approached them. Two women who strode with confidence out of the dark that seemingly surrounded the, the rest of the audience gone their own ways. Two women who were wearing masks that somehow covered so little of their faces that you could see it all, but if you asked anyone who saw them who they were, there would be no answer.

"A birthday party," the other woman said, Jodie. She and the Head stepped up to the circle of young men, uncaring of their nudity. "So, who's the lucky guy?"

Four sets of hands pointed at one.

"Well, well," the Head purred. "Mister Birthday Boy, your friends may have arranged for you to be here, but we decided on a present. We will both oblige you," she said. "Sexually and magically. You have the lead on this. Pick one, and the other will help."

"Fuck. Yeah." one of the other guys said in awe.

The Birthday Boy's eyes flicked to the figure of Jodie, the teacher unashamed that one of her possible students desired her. "Looks like a choice has been made," she said as she entered into the circle of young men. She spread her legs and sat on his lap, facing him and putting her arms around his shoulders. "Where did you want to start?" She whispered into his ear.

The young man's face flushed at this forward turn of events. The head softly laughed. "Gentlemen," she said to the other four, "Why don't we go back stage and pick something nice out for those two." She gave them all a knowing wink. "And make sure it works first," she implied everything and nothing in a single offer.

"Dude," one of the friends put a hand on the Birthday Boy's shoulder, "Bang her. We'll get something nice going for you."

Jodie put one hand on the Birthday Boy's cheek. "You heard him," she said. "Don't worry about them, the Head knows how to take care of things," she leaned in and kissed him. And he responded by putting on hand on her ass, another on her chest, and squeezing.

Twenty minutes later, when the four other guys and the Head returned, they found Jodie laid out on the table they had shared, face up, with her arms and legs hanging over the sides in limp exhaustion. Her head rolled backward off the table as well, cheeks flushed with pleasure, and the gap between her legs open and used.

"Did you have fun?" the Head asked Jodie, who responded with a thumbs-up gesture. "And you, Mister Birthday Boy?" The young man in question had his pants off and was sitting in his chair, equally loose and relaxed.

"He's a monster," Jodie said. "I'm going to be walking with a limp for a week."

The four friends eagerly congratulated their bro for his conquest as the Head stood over Jodie.

"Ready for the next part?" she asked.

"What? Aren't you going to do it?" Jodie asked back.

"Nope!" the Head smirked back. "You and you alone! I have... other commitments," she said.

Jodie understood. Four of them. Well, more power to her. "So?"

"Guys!" The Head called out. "Stop with your Bro, and help out here!"

The other guys all did as she commanded, and Jodie found herself held by her feet and arms, lifted up above the table with one guy at the end of each limb. She didn't resist, instead leaning her head forward to where the Head stood beside the Birthday Boy. Her comment about his monstrous ability was certainly true. "Hey!" she smiled at him.

"Traditionally, the sawing of a woman in half is one of the most basic tricks a magician can perform," the Head said. "There is your woman," she gestured to Jodie, held up in the air. "And here is your saw," She held up with her other hand a long hand-saw, with a multitude of sharp teeth and gleaming desire for a woman's body.

The Birthday Boy took the saw in his hands and looked at it with intrigue that grew into desire. Any hesitation he may have had with regards to her body was something she had already taken care of. He walked up to her, between her legs, and put a hand against her wet sex then reached out with the hand with the saw to place it over her stomach. "I get to saw you in half, huh?" He asked her.

"You better," she replied, "your boys might not be able to hold me up for much longer."

"Nah, we got this," said one of said boys - the one holding her left arm.

Nothing more needed to be said as the young man took his saw and carefully held it vertically beside her waist. He then pushed it downward, and the saw scraped into her side. Jodie smiled at that.

"Keep going," she said as the Birthday Boy moved the saw up and down her side, his hand still inside her to feel her primal reactions.

Jodie obliged him that as she watched him saw in her half. The saw went up and down through her waist, cutting across her stomach with ease. "Keep going!" she encouraged him as her side split open. The men holding her on that side provided some tension that made the parting easier as the saw reached her spine.

"A bit more force," the Head said from behind the Birthday Boy. The saw hit her back and Jodie tensed involuntarily as the Birthday Boy leaned over her to get better leverage. There was a lust in his eyes now, she saw, something more than their shared sexuality. He ripped the saw into her bones, and Jodie cried out in a mix of pain and her own lust. The ripples going up and down her back and into her chest and pelvis.

With a pop, her back broke, and the guys above and below her shift their grips to pull her top and bottom, rather than to each cardinal direction. She gritted her teeth, but she could do nothing to stop her throat from betraying her as she moaned in joy. The Birthday Boy found her other half much easier to cut through now that her back was divided and his friends were helping keep her taught, the pressure on her growing as the saw kept going...

Then it was done, and her waist was sawn in half fully! Jodie called out in shock as the two men holding her arms and legs stepped back each. She felt herself hit the table under her, her lower back and her butt hitting at the same time.

"Fuck!" the Birthday Boy exclaimed as he lost his own balance and he dropped the saw to catch himself on her hips. Jodie was privately pleased with herself for rewarding his fingers inside her with a tight squeeze. "Ah," she exhaled.

"Dude," the man holding her right arm up raised it and her, her left arm going up a moment later as the two of them collaborated to raise her up like a trophy. "You did it!"

"I did!" the Birthday Boy exclaimed. Beside him, his other two friends raised Jodie's legs high up, allowing her to see her lower half clearly. They all cheered for him, and Jodie could appreciate the brotherhood involved.

They celebrated for a few minutes until the Head clapped her hands together to get their attention.

"Gentlemen," she said, reminding people she was still there. "Now, I think the lovely Birthday Boy has some things he still wants to do," she looked at his crotch with an unreadable expression. "But I did say that he could have both of us," she stepped toward him. "I believe this means its my turn."

"No," he said. The Head paused with a curious tilt to her head. "My present? Well, I think I'll share with my bros here," he indicated the other four. "Guys, she's all yours," he gifted the Head to them. "I'll keep this one," he put a hand on Jodie's bottom, "and the saw."

"Done," the Head replied. "Guys, we talked about things in the back? Well, time to put them into motion," she said as she passed the saw back to the Birthday Boy. "Have fun," she told Jodie.

Jodie gave her a thumbs up as she turned her gaze back to the Birthday Boy. "You heard her," she said. "Let's have some fun."