"OK everyone welcome back. I hope you all had a chance to check that both Lisa here and her box is quite real and indeed quite sawn in two? Good.... thank you ....  Now as you can see we have moved to the side of the store here. And to this wall in particular".

Matt waved towards a very plain looking piece of brick wall that made up the outside wall of the store. A small performance area had been cleared from the power tools display.

"Now as you know todays show is sponsored by Supergunk glue and we have already used some to make sure Lisa didn't spill out of her box here after her ... separation. So i thought we would show just how strong this stuff is, once again with the help of Lisa here".

There was a gentle ripple of applause as Matt picked up a gun for the sticky goo.

"Jim Stella if I could prevail upon you once again, could you bring the box with Lisa's legs over please?"

Lisa watched with a detached helplessness as the rough wooden container holding her lower half was carried across the area. The volunteers held the box up while Matt liberally dosed one of the long sides with the glue. Then all three lifted together pushing the box against the wall horizontally at about head height. To Lisa's astonishment the box stuck. There was a ripple of applause as she wiggled her toes which were clearly visible at one end of the new wall ornament, pointing at the ceiling.

"Thats quite some glue huh folks?" 

Lisa smiled as the second box holding her upper half was carried over. It was an odd sensation, she had been in half many times , cut many ways but usually the box involved had wheels. The sensation of being carried like this was odd, and in truth she had to admit a little exciting, she kind of objectified. Her contemplation was interrupted by a sudden change of position as Matt's volunteers held the box upside down while he applied yet more gunk to the back of the box, leaving Lisa with a view of nothing but Stella's legs and boots. So she wasn't at all surprised when the second box was also offered up to the wall , although whilst she was relieved to be back to the wall looking out she hadn't been expecting to be glued on almost upside down with her head at a sort of 5 o'clock position.

"Now while Lisa just sets there for a couple of minutes before we can conclude her trick I am delighted to say the lovely Stella here has agreed to help me out and keep the entertainment flowing . She's been very brave as she doesn't know what shes volunteered for . So. Big hand for Stella."

Lisa wiggled her fingers and toes in appreciation as she hung helplessly on the wall. Her pony tail hung straight down against the wall despite the jaunty angle she was trapped at. The blonde was hot, she had to admit. A little shorter and slighter than herself, and the strappy top was containing a less impressive chest, but pretty all the same. Her curiosity was teased more when Matt pushed out a couple of the heavy duty store trolleys. One had a small glass box maybe 20 inches each way on it. The other had a curvy glass bell jar with a narrow neck on it , like the kind you see in bad movies about moonshiners. As usual Lisa had never seen these props before and was clueless as to what was about to happen to Stella, or to herself come to that.

"Now Stella first off I need you to kick those big old boots of yours off if you don't mind?  That's great thanks, now what do you do? ?"

"I work here in the store........." Stella look puzzled and the small crowd laughed as Matt looked theatrically to the store sign and the logo on the cute blonde's top and back again.

"Well I hope the boss wont mind you helping out ... that's great." Matt took Stellas hand and led the now barefoot girl to the first trolley. Helping her step up onto it he asked "So Stella do you think there is any way you could fit yourself in that box?"

"To be honest not a chance , I am not a contortionist! But I can try if you want? "

Lisa perked up a bit. She was pretty sure it was impossible, the box looked barely knee high on the girl. As it was she was treated to a couple of enjoyable minutes entertainment as  Stella tried this way and that to fold herself into the box , kneeling and crouching, trying to kind of curl in side ways and even flopping in back first and seeing if she could cross her legs down and in. All to no avail . Matt helped her down and the trolley was pushed to one side 

"Really good effort but you were a way off huh ? "

"Yeah thats way to small for me to get in"

"So what would you say if I told you you could fit in that jar ? "

"Impossible .... I doubt my foot would even go through the opening at the top there, and I have little feet" 

" Watch and learn "

As usual once Matt began the main part of a trick he stopped all chatter and avoided any silly flourishes or cheesy puns. Lisa watched from her odd upside down view point as Matt helped the young shop worked up onto the second trolley. Taking her hand firmly he then helped her balance on the neck of the bottle one one foot, Stella was struggling as the opening was barely 4 inches across Lisa guessed. Stella didn't have to struggle long, Matt flicked the wrist of his free hand and a large black cloth streamed out into the air above Stella and hung over her slender form for a split second. There was a scream and a thud and the cloth collapsed down to the trolley and Matt pulled it away.

Lisa blinked to take in what had happened. As the cloth was drawn away it revealed Stella had indeed somehow fitted into the bottle, after a fashion. Her neck now filled the neck of the glass jar, her head sticking out from the top. The rest of her was somehow impossibly crammed inside the see through vessel, filling every square inch. Limbs and bits of clothing could be seen distorted to the shape of the bottle through its clear walls. There wasn't a hint of any empty space.

Matt waited for the gasps and applause to subside, smiling reassuringly at his stunned victim.

"Are you ok Stella?" 

"What the ? how ? what ? I ...I dont .. I think so yeah. I cant move. "

"You will be fine, I promise. Now while you get used to your new.. "home" ...lets continue. The glue holding Lisa should be set now. So as you all know as well as the super glue the other deal this weekend here at the store is on power tools. Which means you can get this baby..."  Matt brandished a huge power drill which looked big enough to eat through a bank vault .." at 25% off. So lets see what it can do.."

Lisa watched wide eyed as Matt approached her once more waving the huge two handed drill theatrically over his head The drill bit must have been close to an inch wide and appeared to be 3 feet long. It was spinning up and down screaming as he pulled the trigger. Lisa struggled to keep calm, she knew she was magically protected but the drill did look menacing. She felt herself try and push back in her boxes and took another breath, forcing herself to try and relax. Two more strides and Matt was stood right in front of her . With no pause or explanation he reached up and lined the drill up with the side of Lisa's head box about inline with her calf. With a jolt Lisa realised why her legs were stuck in the wall side ways on. This way the slender box was little larger Lisa's trapped legs and it meant there was little chance of the viscous looking bit missing her and finding empty space.

The noise dropped a bit as the drill met the resistance of the wood and in a second or two Lisa felt its point against her right calf. There was a burning stabbing pain for a split second then a tingle of warmth and intense vibration as the drill passed effortlessly through one calf then the over before changing note again as it hit the brick wall at the back.

A second hole followed this time just below Lisa's knees. Same feeling but the vibration was harder, and closer to.. She was feeling flushed now, clenching her fists as she looked up at the attack on her lower half. Each hole was met with shocked looks and applause.  Matt drilled again, in Lisa's lower thighs this time and by the time a fourth hole was pushed through her upper thigh Lisa was fit to burst.

Matt stepped away and admired his handiwork.

"You know this beastie is a bargain at the offer price, its made short work of both Lisa and the brick wall ". To demonstrate the point he took a long stainless steel rod from the trolley holding his bottled assistant and pushed it through the the hole. As over half its 6ft length disappeared into the side of Lisa's box a couple of onlookers popped outside to confirm the rod was indeed right through Lisa's legs and the wall.  Lisa sucked in through her teeth as she felt the scraping sensation of each of the next three rods as they followed the first.

"Whats more it can do more than just drill" 

Matt took a step back and fiddled with the monster power tool. Lisa couldn't look away . Matt swapped the drill bit for what seemed to be an over size screw driver part. To Lisa's horror this seemed to be part of a set with a massively oversized metal screw , fully 18 inches long and thick as a banana. Lisa closed her eyes as Matt lined the screw up with the front of her box, at the end near the divider, about level with her navel she guessed. The loud buzz.... the light tickle of saw dust then the sharp jolt as the tip of the screw met her soft flesh. The sensation as the screw ate its way into her as it was spun in by the drill was quite unlike a normal impaling with a sword or the like , it was almost like something was burrowing into her. There was a shake as she guessed the tip bit into the brick wall behind the wood at the small of her back and it was over. But Lisa knew without opening her eyes where the second screw would find a home . And that a third would surely follow. And sure enough just a few seconds later she felt the tickle of the warm sawdust on her throbbing left nipple followed by... Lisa saw stars as the screw thread drove into her the pleasure tinged with that hint of pain that ...

Lisa realised that the audience probably misinterpreted the quiet whimper as the third screw stopped it's spiral path through her right breast and hit the wall to which she remained glued. She smiled weakly and waved as best she could with both fingers and toes as she fought to regain her composure. 

"Ladies and gentlemen I have just one more toy to use with this top of the range drill. Remember only $499 this weekend only. And that folks is this hole cutter…"

There was another gasp from the small crowd. Lisa was possibly last to see the next trial Matt had planned for her. She was no expert on home improvements so for a few seconds she wasn't sure what she was looking at. It sort of reminded her of a small plant pot or bucket, except the open end was lined with teeth like a saw. It was maybe close to a foot across and Matt was fitting it to the drill. Lisa whimpered again when she realised the strange tool was made for cutting round holes in things. And she didn't need many guesses what the "thing" Matt would be aiming would be.

Seconds later Matt was lining up the serrated drum with the centre of the box holding Lisa's upper half. As best as she could tell it was covering the area of her tummy from the bottom of her boobs to her navel. With a judder the blade began to spin and soon was slicing through the wood. Lisa wasn't keen on this type of cutting she decided, the twisting wrenching feeling was overcoming any pleasurable sensations and was oddly enough making her slightly queasy. Soon enough Matt was done and he withdrew his toy, to more gasps of amazement . It was clear he had indeed made a hole right through Lisa and as he pushed a pipe the same size as the hole through the gap in his assistant the crowd got a better view and realised they could see clear through both her and the wall to the car park outside.

Lisa could feel the chill of the outside air drifting through the metal pipe that now pierced her tummy. It was a very odd sensation. She watched as Matt took a few bows and wheeled the trolley still holding the tightly bottled Stella to sit in front of her. Stella was smiling weakly too as people touched her face and tapped her glass container. 

A couple of store assistants added flags for the store and the manufacturers of the featured items to the poles piercing Lisa's legs high above her. She smiled guessing she was going to be left on display again. She wouldn't admit it out loud but she kind of enjoyed that and for once she was fairly well covered up. She blinked as some one outside pushed their hand through into the store through the pipe inside her. It was going to be a fun afternoon