It took a lot to surprise Lisa these days. But she was shocked. She was about to walk out to start a show. Matt had assembled her in something close to her original body, as best as she could remember, long legs, generous curves but not the barbie look that she was built up in so often. Not only that but she was wearing a costume, all of one, that actually covered some parts of her. Admittedly the spray on tight black hot pants matched with a red halter neck top that showed plenty of cleavage plus a pair of strappy red heels was probably revealing enough for most people, but all things were relative and all that. 

"Ladies and gentlemen welcome back LISA !! " 

Lisa took a bow and stood beside Matt enjoying the applause. 

"OK folks now its time for the part of the show where the tricks get bigger and more... tricky. To help with this part of the show I will need a couple of helpers from the audience..." 

Lisa watched with interest as Matt returned to the stage with his victi...helpers. One was a well built guy called Bob but the one who caught Lisa's eye was the girl selected, Penny. She was shorter than Lisa, wore her pale brown hair in a long bobcut and concealed her trim figure under loose fitting pants and a long sleeve blouse. 

Matt retrieved a box from the wings, wheeling it front and centre of the stage. It was a very standard looking mismade cabinet, perhaps a bit smaller than usual. finished in plain white with an art deco impression of a magicians assistant on the outside. Lisa wasn't at all surprised to see the drawing seemed to be wearing black hot pants and a fairly revealing red top.. Matt flipped open the box, which turned out to have four doors, but arranged asymmetrically to better reflect to proportions of a real person. 

"Bob, Penny please have a good look around the box, check for trap doors or hidden compartments, yup , thats great, and if you can check those manacles are real and solidly attached, perfect, thanks, happy ? OK then Lisa, you know what to do.. "

Lisa struck a pose then walked across to the box and backed in. She smiled confidently as Matt had Penny lock a manacle chained to the base of the box around each ankle whilst Bob locked her wrists in similar restraints at the side of the box by her shoulders. Bob finished with the last one around her neck as Penny wasn't quite tall enough to reach in comfortably and at Matt's request pocketed the keys to all five locks used.

Matt gave the box a vigorous spin then caught it and closed up the doors. The first covered Lisa to just above the knee, the second to her waist, the third to her neck and the door covered her head. Lisa felt the box spin once more then heard Matt reveal the metal dividers that came with the trick, inviting Bob and Penny to ensure they were not smaller than the box, and as solid and sharp as they looked.

Lisa took a deep breath and braced herself. Even after all this time and countless blades she wasn't totally used to the sensation of being divided up. The first blade pressed into the soft flesh above her knee painfully then the resistance faded and it slid through her legs causing an intense wave of pleasurable tingling. The second blade followed more easily. The first at her waist was even more intense, causing her to brace herself with her elbows as her knees went weak. It took a little longer than normal to slide home and Lisa wondered if Matt had had one of the volunteers do the pushing. All to soon it was the final blades, and the choking sensation of her neck being parted by the metal sheet. She was in absolutely no doubt that she was now in pieces even if the audience weren't.

"OK Bob. Penny. Lets see what you have done ... "

On cue stage hands pushed on 4 stands, made of clear perspex or plastic, each about chest high. 

"Penny, would you like to take the top box and place it on the far stand... "

There were cheers as Penny hesitated, hands a few inches from the top box. She was sure the pretty assistant had to still be in there, as a keen magic fan she had been watching like a hawk. The box was too small let her crouch in the bottom and the chains had seemed real enough. After a moment's more hesitation she grabbed the top box and carried it thirty feet across the stage to the far stand, setting it in place.

"Great, Bob, you can take the nearest one to the first stand, Penny, you can take box number three to the second furthest and Bob, well you can guess I expect ..."

Matt grinned. Soon the four white boxes were set on the clear stands spread across the stage. Matt gave the audience a conspiratorial wink then opened a smaller door towards the bottom of the box that should be containing Lisa's feet. Sure enough the spotlight picked out bare calves and ankles and wriggling toes clad in red strappy heels. Over the huge applause Matt had Bob feel into the box and confirm the feet were real, which he did with a shocked nod almost falling over as he jumped back. 

Next Matt had Penny open a door in the front of the one from top hatch which was next in line to the feet. The door was about mid way up the box and offered a clear view of Lisa's hands and red covered breasts. Penny blushed and looked hesitant when invited to reach in and check that everything was real. Lisa's manacled right hand made a thumbs up sign then a beckoning wave to great laughter in the room and Penny relented and reached in to touch between Lisa's breasts and shake her hand. Next Bob revealed Lisa's smiling face, which was clearly real, leaving Penny to reveal the hot pant clad hips in the final box. She touched the left thigh gingerly, but Lisa fancied she caught a twinkle in the girls eye. 

Matt took a bow, and walked along the row of boxes flipping each of the smaller doors shut. Lisa shook her head no as the last one covered her face once more. 

"Now folks there is a second part to this trick. But unfortunately my other assistant is a little tied up today.... so... unless...."

Matt paused theatrically and looked at Penny thoughtfully. Penny looked puzzled and then gasped and took a step back.

"You fancy it. You said you were a magic fan. When will you ever get another chance like this ? " Matt smiled.

" I . I don't know, I. Besides I am not really dressed for it ..." Penny spluttered trying to think of a way out in front of the full theatre.

"It will be ok, and I can fix the costume issues easily enough" 

"I ...." Penny took a deep breath. Could she say yes? After years of watching magic clips, reading magic stories, dreaming of a day like this, could she say no? " Ok then..." 

"Great, great. Now all I need you to do for starters is to step into this hoop..." 

Matt laid a chrome ring on the floor in front of the blushing volunteer. 

"Good stuff now. Now I just lift this up ... " Matt lifted the ring up towards Penny's neck. As he did the space beneath it sort of shimmered with a rainbow haze covering Penny like an incandescent curtain. He paused for a second then let it drop and the crowd began to applaud. Penny looked around then down then gasped. Her conservative slacks and top had vanished, replaced with tiny black bikini, tied with bows at her hips, the top hugging her modest chest tightly. Flushing red she clamped one arm over her chest the other across her hips..

"Oh my.."

The next couple of minutes were a blur for Penny. She felt like a passenger looking on at herself as Matt wheeled a box identical to the one used to divide Lisa out onto stage, except the figure on the front of this one was wearing a black bikini. Still somewhat in shock she stepped back into the box and smiled gamely while the other volunteer, Bob, locked her in place with identical manacles. 

"OK Penny? " Matt asked as he flipped the first door closed covering her lower legs.

"I . I don't know, I think I ...

"Too late now ! " Matt laughed and closed the rest of the doors one after the other. 

Penny was trembling inside the box, listening for clues as to what would happen next. Although of course she knew all too well having just moments ago helped with the exact same trick. She flinched as she heard blades banged together then took a deep breath as Matt instructed Bob to insert the first one. Some part of Penny still believed this was all some sort of elaborate illusion or hoax, so the sharp edge pressing against her made her squeal. The effect it had as it was pressed home was equally unexpected, what was happening. How could it feel so good ? 

By the time the rest of the blades had found their homes Penny felt like she had never felt before and was prepared to believe maybe she was really cut into pieces. Breathing heavily and feeling rather flushed she listened intently to the show outside wondering what would happen next. 

Matt knew that the crowd would be wondering why he was repeating the same trick and so kept the pace up. He had Bob unstack Penny just as they had done Lisa, except that this time the boxes were spread around the floor. Then he invited the volunteer to restack them in any order of his choosing. After some yells of encouragement and suggestions from the audience Penny's box was back in one piece, except that the head box appeared at floor level,with the upper body box above that then feet, then hips. 

"OK lets see how Penny is doing shall we? "

Matt opened the window in the top box and revealed slender bikini clad hips to huge applause. Penny gasped audibly as Bob reached in to check an upper thigh was real. Her bare feet were revealed next then her chest and hands. Finally Penny's face was uncovered, her expression a picture as she looked up disbelievingly then down at the floor under her chin.

"OK in there Penny? "

"I guess, at least I think so"

"Great" . Matt quickly flipped all four small doors closed again. 

"Now the fun bit" 

Matt walked over to the four boxes spread over the stage still containing Lisa, and stopped at the face one. He motioned to Bob for him to watch what he did and peeled off the picture of the face from the art deco design. Walking back to the stack of Penny's parts he knelt and peeled off the face from that box with its shorter lighter hair, and replaced it with the motif from Lisa's cabinet. He walked back to the blank box in the row of parts of Lisa and stuck the other face in there.

"OK Bob, do you want to open the window on the bottom of that stack... on the count of three....three! "

To huge applause Bob opened the hatch to show Lisa's smiling face was at the bottom of his stack, while over on Matt's side he revealed a dumbfounded looking Penny had her head on the clear stand across the stage. The audience were on their feet, amazed at both the dividing of a live girl without apparent harm and the ability to move the parts around merely by changing a sticker on the front of a box.

"Bob pop the others open.."

Soon all eight boxes were open again, the other miss placed parts in the pack were still Penny's the bare feet , the black bikini whilst the three boxes alongside Penny's head showed black hot pants and red top and feet in red sandals.

"OK Bob, to show that this isn't all a carefully scripted routine, close em all up, thats it good, now pick some pictures at random and move them how you like.."

Seconds later Bob had stuck Penny's boob picture on the stand alongside her head, Lisa's head image was next , meaning when the stack that used to be Penny was opened it was made up of Lisa's chest, then Penny's hips then Lisa's hips then Pennys feet.

Matt invited a couple more people up on stage to make the shuffling quicker. Soon the parts were being moved and opened and closed all over the place, with people reaching in to check all the bits at were real at all times. Lisa grinned confidently through out. Penny was beside herself, literally in some ways. She was confused, excited, embarrassed. And wouldn't have wanted to be missing it for the world. Her mind reeled at the implications. Was this magic real ? How did it work, how could it? How could she feel herself being touched when the parts in question were clearly visible yards away. 

Once the activity stopped Penny found herself looking out from the bottom box of the stack once more . She couldnt tell what was above her exactly but the row of boxes across the stage held Lisa's head, Penny's bikini clad chest, then Penny's hips and finally Lisa's legs and feet. Then it all went dark and Penny once again felt the bizarre sensation of parts of her being moved about. She had to admit she rather liked it. 

When the blades were pulled out, they felt a little different Penny discovered. Pleasant, soft , soothing. She heard the clank of blades being set down, and then blinked as her box was opened to the light. Bob the volunteer was stood in front of Lisa undoing the cuffs holding her in place while Matt attended to hers. She blushed again, the applause was thunderous so it took her a second or two to work out that something odd was going on.

As Lisa stepped out of her box and took a bow, it dawned in Penny. The professional assistant was now wearing a black bikini with her red heels. Except the bikini top didn't look full enough, the hips not curvy enough. She gasped, and looked down. Sure enough the view downwards was quite unfamiliar, a red halter top straining to contain a set of C cups way in excess of what she was used to. She opened and closed her mouth uselessly as she was led forward into a bow and the curtain fell.