“Welcome back. We are still joined by Mickey and Carrie, whose show is on at the Red Door all week. Now I must be honest folks, this evenings final guest has been held up at the airport so Mickey has very generously offered to share a little more of her magic. Thanks Mickey.!”

“You’re more than welcome Brett. And perhaps we can avail of Pam to help out some more.”



As she spoke, Mickey walked over to Brett’s co host. She bent down, offering the camera an excellent view of her long ebony leg through the daring slit in her emerald dress, and carefully lifted the top part of the trick in which Pan was still trapped,  pushing it up and over until it rested once more on the presenter’s lower half.

Pam blinked and gave a sigh of relief. She shuddered a little as the tall magician withdrew the pair of blades from the box and presumably her waist and tried not to stumble as she slipped out of the opened box. The whole experience had been utterly confusing. The blades hadn’t hurt, in fact they had felt oddly good but there was no getting away from the fact that it felt as if she really had been cut in two and then had her top half tipped upside down. She had absolutely no idea how it was done.

“Welcome back Pam, that looked quite the experience”



“Thanks Brett, it’s certainly not what I imagined doing at work today, and no I don’t know how it was done. Maybe it’s time to let Carrie out, she is the professional after all.”

“Oh I can let her out any time, but its not every day I have the chance to have a famous tv host as an assistant”



Mickey smiled at the frantic waving and fist shaking from the box still resting on the glass table in front of the hosts’ sofa.

“You’ve cut me in two, what more can you want ? “ Pam sounded half serious despite laughing, she wasn’t sure she wanted to try her luck with the magician again.

“Don’t worry I promise I don’t plan to saw you in half again”

Mickey gave a winning smile. Somehow that and her smooth as honey voice reassured Pam so she nodded.

“Ok what do I need to do, another box ?”

“Sort of !”

Mickey led Pam over to the next trick which the production  assistants had laid out. It was a strange looking contraption. Pam was no magic show expert but it really didn’t look like anything she had seen before.

“This is different, what does it do ? “ Brett asked a little too enthusiastically for Pam’s liking.

“It's probably easier to show than explain..”

Mickey stood by the trick. It had a round base about two feet across set on castors. From the back a metal pole about five tool pointed up vertically. There was a second disc just under half way up the pole and a third at the top. As the camera followed the presenters a little closer it became clear the lower disc had two circles cut out and top one just one.

“I have a bad feeling you are putting me in there” Pam was trying to sound confident.

“Of course “



Mickey grinned and opened the discs. Once she had got Pam to kick off her shoes she had her step back into the trick. The lower disc closed around Pam’s thighs right below where her short skirt ended, her bare legs trapped by the cut outs. The upper disc once closed fitted tightly around the nervous looking presenter’s neck.

“This feels really odd”

Pam gulped a little as the cameraman walked around her to give the viewers a clear view. The wooden stocks were a very snug fit around her thighs and neck, and the metal pole supporting them felt cool against her back through her silk blouse. She wasn’t quite sure she appreciated being locked up and displayed like this.

“As you can see Pam is held safely in place to make sure the magic goes smoothly.”

Mickey walked elegantly to a helper and gathered a length of cloth. Without further explanation she began to clip it to the underside of the upper stock, just under Pam’s neck. She worked her way round slowly until the cloth formed a curtain hiding most of Pam, just leaving her head and bare legs from the thigh down on show.

“OK Brett can you come stand the other side of Pam, you can give me a hand”



Pam looked from side to side clearly nervous. Mickey fumbled with something behind Pam’s head and then looked over to Brett.



“OK Brett, I want you to push down firmly by the side of Pam’s neck there.”



Brett nodded and pushed  while Mickey did the same from her side. It took a moment but it was soon obvious that the upper part of the container was sliding down the pole at the back and that Pam's head was sinking with it.

“Oh, I am not sure I like this !”

Pam bit her lip as she got shorter and shorter but Mickey didnt let up until the two ends of the makeshift container had met. The camera showed clearly that Pam’s head was now resting on a disc right above her thighs!



“How? What ? “



“What just happened, that's amazing. You ok in there Pam? “



“I don't know, I think so. I can't feel anything from my neck down bar my legs! “

“”Mickey, this seems impossible!”



Brett was staring open mouthed at his co host, clearly in no doubt that the remaining parts were real. He looked over and under his reduced co host, brushing the bare flesh of her calf and rearranging her hair slightly

“Wow, just wow. Pam! “



“Maybe we can get me back? “

Mickey nodded and grasping the stock either side of Pam’s head lifted gently. Pam blinked widely as her head travelled smoothly back to its usual height, the drape unfurling once more as it went.

“Something still feels off” Pam sounded genuinely spooked.

“Let’s see shall we ? “



Mickey unclipped the edge of the fabric and gave it a firm tug, which was greeted with gasps from the tv crew.

“What ? What ???”

It wasn’t until Pam calmed down enough to catch a glimpse of herself in a studio monitor she realised what had caused the reaction. Her head was mounted on a round platter, with nothing between it and her shapely thighs but a slender metal pole.

“I am literally speechless. Mickey that's beyond amazing, I am sure the show will be sold out all week. Its a shame we never got to see Carrie though”

“Oh we can do something about that now I think. “

Mickey bent down and took off her her emerald heels, setting them down on the flat surface above Pam’s thighs. The co host flushed not at all sure she liked being treated like furniture.

“Hey, what about me ? “

Mikey strode across the studio and picked up the small box from which Carrie’s hands still waved . She placed it on the floor in front of her then shook out the cloth which she had used in Pam’s trick. Holding it at one end she lifted it up and then dropped it before anyone in the crew had realised what was going on.

As the cloth fluttered to the floor it was clear Mickey had vanished, because in her place was a shorter blonde with the most amazing figure Brett had ever seen, a fact made all the more apparent by the tiny emerald bikini she was just about wearing. The blonde shook herself as if getting rid of a cramp then picked up the box. Inevitably it now had a pair of ebony skinned hands sprouting from the front., waving and giving a thumbs up to the applause from the crew.

The blonde who must be Carrie walked over and set the box down by shoes on the table that Pam was currently serving as then took a bow just as the shows closing credits ran.

Mickey ? Carrie? What about me ?