Lisa felt an inch taller than usual, despite her bare feet, as she walked into the lights of the makeshift outdoor arena. Cheers wolf whistles and more filled the warm evening air from the crowd of men and women service personnel making up the crowd. Looking through the glare of the lights she could see smiles and grins amongst the sea of olive fatigues. It made her feel a bit of a fraud wearing camo, though her tiny green and grey shorts and even tinier top made of a strip of cloth just wider than her perky boobs and tied at the back was a long way away from a regulation army outfit.
"Now folks this evening our first trick is gonna be to divide the lovely Lisa here up into pieces. More to go round so to speak." He nodded and a couple of guys from the motor pool pushed up an upright cabinet across the dirt.
"As you can see there are no trap doors. Nor is Lisa hiding any false heads or legs." The polite laugh for the joke was drowned out by more cheers and whistles as Lisa did a twirl, wiggling her shorts as she turned. "Thats right folks, no space to hide much of anything at all in that outfit."
Matt approached the box which was about as tall as Lisa, and just wide and deep enough for her to fit in. Instead of the usual starts or glitter the box was decorated to resemble military stencilled shipping crates. It moved on a dolly with large wheels leaving a good foot of space visible underneath. Without any further explanation Matt opened the front of the box, which proved to be made up of 5 more or less equal doors. Matt could tell that the initial buzz from the crowd was fading a bit, as they feared a cheesy trick they had all seen "revealed" more than once . He knew he and Lisa would soon have them eating out of they hands and in the meantime Lisa was providing more than enough eye candy to keep them from getting too hostile.
With a nod from Matt Lisa stepped up and back into the box. She wriggled a bit to show that she filled it rather beautifully then waved as Matt closed the doors one at a time from the bottom up. There were a few boo's when her barely contained chest was covered with the fourth door. Matt nodded again and a jeep drove across towing a small trailer. In the back was a rack of blades which looked all too familiar to those in the crowd fearing the worst, trick wise. Matt took one of the 8 blades and handed it to a huge african american guy in the front, who banged bent and flapped it confirming it did indeed appear solid.
Matt offered the blade up to the box pointing out that it was the same width , almost exactly unlike the ones on tv, before shoving it through the junction between the lower two boxes without any further distraction.
Lisa gasped as she felt the first blade shoved through her just above the knee. The first one was always the worst she told herself as she felt of a second blade forced into the same gap. The next one just seconds later caught her mid waist and knocked the air from her a little. She ignored its companion and the two that and braced herself for the seventh divider which quickly followed through her neck. She could hear the muted applause through the thin timber of the box and grinned, knowing the crowd would be a lot more impressed in just a moment.
Matt revolved the box through three hundred and sixty degrees, showing the blades had indeed gone all the way through. Once it was facing the audience once more he took knelt, and pushed the second box hard to the left leaving the slightly larger bottom box alone. There were more applause as the box which must contain Lisa's thighs and shorts slid left, and the more observant noticed that the box went right to the edge without leaving a wide black frame. Matt swapped sides and pushed the next box to the right. It too slid all the way out to the very edge of the frame, presumably taking Lisa's taught tummy with it. The next box went left too, leaving the final box in which Lisa's head should be residing in the centre line above the bottom box.
Again muted applause. A few people could be heard debating whether the girl had somehow skipped out the back when they were all distracted by that Jeep arriving or if she was just hiding in the bottom box.
"It seems some of you aren't too impressed , yet" Matt chuckled. "Does this help ?" With that Matt lifted the entire top box up and away, revealing Lisa's smiling head apparently sitting on a blade no more than a couple of millimetres thick, above thin air. Without pausing to enjoy the applause Matt pulled the entire front off the next box, revealing Lisa's chest barely contained by the boob tube hanging out to the side of the frame, with nothing above or below. The next box on the other side was opened in the same way to reveal her taught bare tummy clearly moving as she breathed. And the next proved to still hold her hips and thighs and minuscule camp shorts. By now the applause was thunderous and Lisa was grinning like a cheshire cat, waving with both hands which were up in the boob box.
"Ladies and gentlemen… LISA !! "
Lisa nodded and waved, bowing was clearly out of the equation as she was currently in 5 pieces . Matt smiled and rotated the box, now taking the back panels off the middle 3 boxes too. There could be no doubt, Lisa had been split into 5. Loving the attention she waved and shimmied her shorts a little. Turning the strange frame back to face front once more Matt took a quick bow. To Lisa's consternation he then began to push her sideways towards the makeshift bar made of packing crates to one side of the performance area.
"Folks before we do tonights second trick there will be a short break so you can all grab a fresh beer. I will leave Lisa here so you can all check her out and say hi".
Lisa smiled and waved some more. She guessed she shouldn't be surprised by now, and least for once she had some clothes on.
As the queue for beer died down Matt assembled the props for the next trick. Lisa enjoyed chatting with the men and women, who were mostly polite and kept the touching and feeling fairly close to the bounds of decency.
"Folks quieten down or the main party will never get started. I am sure you are all more interested in beer and dancing than us!" Given the last "trick " many folks weren't so sure but there was a bit of a hush nevertheless.
"Now the plan was to put the lovely Lisa back into one piece". Matt paused for the boo's. "So I could show you good folks another trick". Matt waved at the odd assortment of objects around him. Whatever was coming next it appeared it was a lot less like a normal magic act than part one.
"But there's been a change of plan. It seems one of you guys is a real magic fan and is really keen to help out. So, if she's game, what do you say we let one of your own, Ann, be my helper for the next trick, and we leave Lisa just where she is? Ann you out there ?"
The crowd went wild, a few laughing at Lisa's obvious double take. She could only watch helplessly as beautiful blonde GI stepped forward. Even her baggy fatigues and boots couldn't hide her statuesque figure. She smiled and moved closer to Matt, clearly both excited and frightened.
"So you are Ann"
"Yes Sir"
"And what do you do Ann ?"
"And what do you do Ann ?"
" I am a weapons technician. Well for now. I get out of the army in 2 weeks Sir"
"OK and you sure you want to help Ann ? You have seen the first part of the show….."
"I would love to!"
"OK and you sure you want to help Ann ? You have seen the first part of the show….."
"I would love to!"
Over the loud cheers Matt added "Once we start there's no turning back".
As usual Matt hadn't told Lisa what the tricks would be in the act and she didn't recognise the props she could see at all. She watched with interest wondering if Ann realised what she was getting herself into.
"Now first things first Ann. You really aren't dressed like a magician's glamourous assistant"
"Here we go" thought Lisa.
"Er I guess not".
"Well we can fix that. Would you like to chose something to wear or should we let your colleagues decide?"
"I er I . I guess they can decide". Ann smiled shyly.
Over the cheers and baying Matt continued. "Good answer Ann we are gonna get along just fine" . Moving to the big guy who had helped him earlier Matt asked " Hey soldier what would you like to see Ann here in?"
As usual Matt hadn't told Lisa what the tricks would be in the act and she didn't recognise the props she could see at all. She watched with interest wondering if Ann realised what she was getting herself into.
"Now first things first Ann. You really aren't dressed like a magician's glamourous assistant"
"Here we go" thought Lisa.
"Er I guess not".
"Well we can fix that. Would you like to chose something to wear or should we let your colleagues decide?"
"I er I . I guess they can decide". Ann smiled shyly.
Over the cheers and baying Matt continued. "Good answer Ann we are gonna get along just fine" . Moving to the big guy who had helped him earlier Matt asked " Hey soldier what would you like to see Ann here in?"
"Well you know Ann is one of the camp hot shots, she's a fine looking lady even in army issue. But I bet she would look knockout in a bikini!"
Ann blushed a lot.
"Any colour ?"
"Black. And as tiny you can imagine".
As Lisa watched Matt chuckled and pulled a black cloth from his pocket. He threw it in the air and it seemed to grow and tumble, covering Ann for just a second. As it fell to the floor it revealed Ann, with hair in a pony tail, light make up and more to the point wearing the tiniest bikini imaginable. The bottoms were mostly string with a triangular scrap of fabric just saving Ann's modesty whist the top too was mostly string with 2 more triangles barely larger than the blushing soldiers nipples placed strategically. Even Lisa whistled.
"Don't look so worried Ann you look great. Amazing even. Now, have you ever seen the thing on tv where the guy or girl lays on a bed of nails?"
"Er, I guess . Yes"
Ann blushed a lot.
"Any colour ?"
"Black. And as tiny you can imagine".
As Lisa watched Matt chuckled and pulled a black cloth from his pocket. He threw it in the air and it seemed to grow and tumble, covering Ann for just a second. As it fell to the floor it revealed Ann, with hair in a pony tail, light make up and more to the point wearing the tiniest bikini imaginable. The bottoms were mostly string with a triangular scrap of fabric just saving Ann's modesty whist the top too was mostly string with 2 more triangles barely larger than the blushing soldiers nipples placed strategically. Even Lisa whistled.
"Don't look so worried Ann you look great. Amazing even. Now, have you ever seen the thing on tv where the guy or girl lays on a bed of nails?"
"Er, I guess . Yes"
"Great, coz we are gonna try something a little like that tonight"
Lisa laughed, at the cheers and the look of bewilderment on Ann's face. Not that she had any more idea where Matt was going herself.
Working quickly and without unnecessary delay and padding Matt moved what seemed to be a sheet of wood about 6ft by 3ft and an inch or so deep to the centre. He positioned it carefully and laid it flat on the floor. As he did the reason for his caution became clear, the top of the wooden board was covered in the sharp tips of hundreds of nails, each sticking maybe an inch from the surface. Lisa also noted an oval cut out jut about half way down which got her thinking.
Matt had 3 or 4 members of the audience check the spikes were real then took Ann firmly by the hand.
"OK Ann I want you to sit there alongside the wood. That's it. Don't worry you will be fine. Good OK lay back hands by your sides" Ann did as she asked and Lisa watched as Matt grabbed too large guys as helpers. Under his direction they took Ann by the shoulders and ankles and laid her down as softly as the could on the middle of the board of spikes, Matt making sure she was all lined up. Ann looked to be barely breathing.
"Relax Ann, theres a whole lot of spikes, so the load on each is pretty low. You are doing great"
Lisa laughed, at the cheers and the look of bewilderment on Ann's face. Not that she had any more idea where Matt was going herself.
Working quickly and without unnecessary delay and padding Matt moved what seemed to be a sheet of wood about 6ft by 3ft and an inch or so deep to the centre. He positioned it carefully and laid it flat on the floor. As he did the reason for his caution became clear, the top of the wooden board was covered in the sharp tips of hundreds of nails, each sticking maybe an inch from the surface. Lisa also noted an oval cut out jut about half way down which got her thinking.
Matt had 3 or 4 members of the audience check the spikes were real then took Ann firmly by the hand.
"OK Ann I want you to sit there alongside the wood. That's it. Don't worry you will be fine. Good OK lay back hands by your sides" Ann did as she asked and Lisa watched as Matt grabbed too large guys as helpers. Under his direction they took Ann by the shoulders and ankles and laid her down as softly as the could on the middle of the board of spikes, Matt making sure she was all lined up. Ann looked to be barely breathing.
"Relax Ann, theres a whole lot of spikes, so the load on each is pretty low. You are doing great"
Lisa could see Ann relax visibly as she realised she wasn't sinking onto the little spikes. Her relief was short lived as Matt and his helpers approached with another sheet , again covered in the spiteful little spikes on one side. Lisa noted more cut outs this time. An oval, a figure of eight and for small rectangles.
"Ann don't worry but this is where it gets interesting " By now the crowd was almost silent." The helpers held the new board about a foot above Ann, spikes down of course. Matt carefully adjusted Anns pose. It became clear that the oval gap was for her face, one rectangle at about shoulder level was for her left hand, the figure of eight seemed to line up with her barely covered breasts and the final small slots corresponded with her feet. Under Matts direction the top board was lowered so it was resting gently spikes first on her soft white skin.
"You ok Ann?"
"Ann don't worry but this is where it gets interesting " By now the crowd was almost silent." The helpers held the new board about a foot above Ann, spikes down of course. Matt carefully adjusted Anns pose. It became clear that the oval gap was for her face, one rectangle at about shoulder level was for her left hand, the figure of eight seemed to line up with her barely covered breasts and the final small slots corresponded with her feet. Under Matts direction the top board was lowered so it was resting gently spikes first on her soft white skin.
"You ok Ann?"
"I am a bit nervous, I am not gonna lie!"
"Well don't worry no more spikes".
Lisa became more puzzled as under Matts direction a kind of metal frame was carried out. Made of tubes and about eight feet long it had a gentle curve at the top and several metal legs. She was none the wiser as it was set on the floor with several legs resting on the top board sandwiching Ann. She was so absorbed now she had almost forgotten her own predicament so peeped in surprise when the bar tender copped a feel of her butt cheek.
There was a roar and everything happened fast. A Humvee burst into the area from behind Lisa aiming straight for the prone Ann. As Lisa watched open mouthed one of the Humvee's wheels lined up with the frame allowing the big military vehicle to drive right over Ann. One wheel on the dirt, the other two feet in the air resting on the frame ramp that in turn rested on the hapless volunteer. She screamed and appeared to pass out as the Humvee inched over the ramp. Was was unmistakeable was the effect the extra weight was having. The two sheets of wood were sinking closer and closer. As the back wheel followed the first over the ramp the two pieces of wood appeared to be one.
The humvee moved away in silence. Matt moved forward and lifted the head end of the wood sandwich. It did look like one two inch wood sheet now. However bits of Ann were clearly visible poking through the cut outs Lisa had noticed. Her face was framed in wood, her hands and feet were still and her already impressive breasts seemed to have gained a cup size or two from being pressed into the figure eight shape.
Matt clicked his fingers and Ann opened her eyes and screamed.
"Argh. What. I can't…." She fell quiet as she seemed to realise she was still alive and not in any pain. " I can't move. "
Two helpers brought out a dolly similar to the one Lisa was set on. Matt lifted Ann up onto it, a prop keeping the wooden sheet about 5 degrees from upright. As Matt slowly rotated the dolly the cheers and gasps grew and grew. From the side it was clear that the wood was now as one sheet with a seem, the spikes presumably having been driven into each opposite number. It really was only 2 inches thick, there was no where Ann could be hiding. The back of the board was smooth bar Ann's attractive but, split by the string of her thong. Matt completed the rotation showing Ann was alive and well. Smiling weakly she wiggled her fingers and toes at Matts prompting. Matt took a snap of her with his phone … showing her the screen so Ann could fully understand what had happened.
"You know Ann if you don't have plans after you leave the service I am sure you could have a career in show business!"
"Ladies and gentlemen lets hear it for the amazing Lisa and the very brave Ann! Folks thats the end of the show, Lisa and Ann will be in the bar later to let you show them your appreciation"
Lisa became more puzzled as under Matts direction a kind of metal frame was carried out. Made of tubes and about eight feet long it had a gentle curve at the top and several metal legs. She was none the wiser as it was set on the floor with several legs resting on the top board sandwiching Ann. She was so absorbed now she had almost forgotten her own predicament so peeped in surprise when the bar tender copped a feel of her butt cheek.
There was a roar and everything happened fast. A Humvee burst into the area from behind Lisa aiming straight for the prone Ann. As Lisa watched open mouthed one of the Humvee's wheels lined up with the frame allowing the big military vehicle to drive right over Ann. One wheel on the dirt, the other two feet in the air resting on the frame ramp that in turn rested on the hapless volunteer. She screamed and appeared to pass out as the Humvee inched over the ramp. Was was unmistakeable was the effect the extra weight was having. The two sheets of wood were sinking closer and closer. As the back wheel followed the first over the ramp the two pieces of wood appeared to be one.
The humvee moved away in silence. Matt moved forward and lifted the head end of the wood sandwich. It did look like one two inch wood sheet now. However bits of Ann were clearly visible poking through the cut outs Lisa had noticed. Her face was framed in wood, her hands and feet were still and her already impressive breasts seemed to have gained a cup size or two from being pressed into the figure eight shape.
Matt clicked his fingers and Ann opened her eyes and screamed.
"Argh. What. I can't…." She fell quiet as she seemed to realise she was still alive and not in any pain. " I can't move. "
Two helpers brought out a dolly similar to the one Lisa was set on. Matt lifted Ann up onto it, a prop keeping the wooden sheet about 5 degrees from upright. As Matt slowly rotated the dolly the cheers and gasps grew and grew. From the side it was clear that the wood was now as one sheet with a seem, the spikes presumably having been driven into each opposite number. It really was only 2 inches thick, there was no where Ann could be hiding. The back of the board was smooth bar Ann's attractive but, split by the string of her thong. Matt completed the rotation showing Ann was alive and well. Smiling weakly she wiggled her fingers and toes at Matts prompting. Matt took a snap of her with his phone … showing her the screen so Ann could fully understand what had happened.
"You know Ann if you don't have plans after you leave the service I am sure you could have a career in show business!"
"Ladies and gentlemen lets hear it for the amazing Lisa and the very brave Ann! Folks thats the end of the show, Lisa and Ann will be in the bar later to let you show them your appreciation"
There were more than a few puzzled looks as the audience trailed off to grab a bite before the party started proper in the mess hall. A few walked over to Ann and checked she was ok, which she appeared to be. She even allowed a couple of them to touch her, to make sure she was real.
As the mess hall filled a couple of hours later there was more surprise and confusion. The makeshift bar in the corner was different. It was 5 packing crates wide. On top of each was a box containing one 5th of Lisa, still in pieces from before. A counter and been laid across those 5 from which to serve the cold beers. It wasn't clear if Lisa was pleased about this arrangement. She was now wearing a bright red gag and someone had removed her flimsy top freeing her impressive firm breasts and perky nipples. The base of each of her boxes had a small label reading "Please feel free to touch".
Even more unusual was the door leading to the corridor off which the wash rooms were arranged. The door was painted fresh gloss white. It didn't have a handle. What it did have was the smiling face of Ann, her fingers and toes and most impressively her own boobs, now freed from their minimal covering. The other side of the door, which was mounted on a swing hinge, was decorated by a pair of firm attractive butt cheeks.
The bar staff explained Matt had left some time ago,saying he would return before Ann's leaving ceremony. Probably.
As the mess hall filled a couple of hours later there was more surprise and confusion. The makeshift bar in the corner was different. It was 5 packing crates wide. On top of each was a box containing one 5th of Lisa, still in pieces from before. A counter and been laid across those 5 from which to serve the cold beers. It wasn't clear if Lisa was pleased about this arrangement. She was now wearing a bright red gag and someone had removed her flimsy top freeing her impressive firm breasts and perky nipples. The base of each of her boxes had a small label reading "Please feel free to touch".
Even more unusual was the door leading to the corridor off which the wash rooms were arranged. The door was painted fresh gloss white. It didn't have a handle. What it did have was the smiling face of Ann, her fingers and toes and most impressively her own boobs, now freed from their minimal covering. The other side of the door, which was mounted on a swing hinge, was decorated by a pair of firm attractive butt cheeks.
The bar staff explained Matt had left some time ago,saying he would return before Ann's leaving ceremony. Probably.