The Body Slide 2
by xyzillusion

This is a story of erotic magic.  If you are underage or cannot handle such things, turn away now.  Everyone else can proceed.  While you do not need to read part 1 to follow part 2, it may help your enjoyment of the beginning.

Tonight was the big night.  Katie was premiering a new finale for her show.  She didn't want to do a new finale.  She had loved the old finale.  But alas, an unfortunate incident with the local fraternity forced her to change.

It had been a normal Friday night.  Katie had been bisected by the body slide illusion and was stacked in the lobby as usual.  The crowd exited the theater and swarmed around her.  Like every other night, they touched, prodded, and groped.  Usually she tried to keep a hand on each breast to avoid too much groping, but this night her parts had landed in an unfortunate pattern.  Her head was in her hands and each breast was resting on a nylon covered foot, so there wasn't much holding them down.

As the security cameras later showed, four frat boys had attacked in pairs.  In a coordinated action, a boy from each pair had tickled a stockinged foot.  As Katie tried to kick and writhe her foot away, the other boy had swiped a breast into a backpack and briskly walked to the door.  Before Katie had recovered and realized what had happened, they had hit the street and were gone.

Security was immediately called and tapes were reviewed.  Katie didn't know what to do.  Wherever they were at that moment, she could feel them removing her breasts from their backpacks and fondling them.  It was very distracting.  The investigation was now up to security and there was little for her to do.  She tried to get some sleep.

The next day was Saturday and there was a show scheduled.  Her assistants urged her to continue on, so she tried to put on her show as usual.  She had to borrow Kari's breasts, since she couldn't exactly do an erotic show "topless".  They didn't exactly match, but with a little makeup, she hoped nobody would notice.

It turned out this wasn't a good idea.  The frat boys were obviously having a party that night and her assets were being passed around, pinched, and groped in the extreme.  While this was occurring, she was on stage strapping Jill down to a table for a sawing in half trick.  She invited a leggy blonde onto stage to ensure the bonds were tight and that no trickery was involved.  This was all a normal part of her show.  But as she started the chainsaw and was approaching the table, things went awry.  She felt someone lube up her twins and start to give themselves a boob job.  

With that first stroke and realization, she pulled back in horror and the saw's momentum swung it to her left and straight through the waist of the leggy blonde.  Sawing your assistant in half is good and good entertainment.  Sawing your screaming audience member in half is bad and makes it harder to get willing audience members.  Her show was canceled until she got her girls back.

Luckily, they were recovered the next day.  A few reports to campus police about some sexual allegations at a local party had prompted a short investigation.  Unfortunately, her attackers hadn't been found.  They had crashed the party in question and were suspected to live off campus.  The hung over party goers didn't know or weren't saying who they were.

Katie couldn't risk her parts being stolen again.  She had to scramble for a new ending to her show.    Now as she walked out on stage, she wondered if every precaution was enough to prevent a repeat of last weekend.

Katie still wore the same outfit as always.  Black four inch heals led up long legs covered in black stockings.  Above the stockings dropped the V of her black body stocking.  This had a nice V up top where it was open around her breasts.  This showed them off, although it wasn't really necessary for this finale.  It wouldn't hurt, though.

She strode to center stage and sat on a simple chair.  An assistant buckled a leather strap around each elbow.  They repeated this around each knee.  On the outside of each strap was a metal loop that could be hooked or connected to something.  That would have to wait.

Next, the assistant pulled her shoes off and pulled her stockinged left foot up to her left thigh.  Using a leather strap, they secured and buckled her ankle to her thigh.  Her foot wiggled as she tested the bond.  Hmm, nice and tight.  The assistant moved to her right ankle and lifted the silken foot up to her right thigh.  Another leather strap was used to buckled her right ankle securely to her right thigh.

Now that her legs were secured, the assistant did the same with her wrists.  Her right wrist was secured with a strap to her upper right bicep.  The same was done with her left wrist.  To ensure she no longer had a say in the matter, the assistant produced a red ball gag and put it into Katie's mouth.  This was covered with a piece of duct tape to ensure it wouldn't fall out during the trick.

This left Katie as sort of a muted quadriplegic.  Her black nylon covered knees where the extent of her legs and her arms now stopped at her elbows.  At each of these extremities was the strap with its metal ring.

A large square frame was rolled out and placed around the chair.  Each corner of the frame had a large rubber band that was stretched and attached to one of the four rings on Katie's elbow and knee straps. The assistants connected a band to each elbow and then slowly allowed them to contract.  The new tension raised Katie off from the chair and suspended her completely in the air.  The bands pulled tight and pulled her towards the top of the frame.

Similar bands were pulled from the lower corners of the frame and attached to each knee.  As these were released, her body was pulled towards the bottom of the frame.  She bounced a bit as the bands reached equilibrium.

Katie was now suspended like a fly in a spider web.  She could barely move her elbows and knees against the bands.  Twisting her torso and struggling against the bonds got her nowhere.  She was pulled taught against the bonds.  Her elbows were being pulled to each top corner, while the bands attached to her knees split her legs apart towards the bottom corners.

Her assistants now attached two small horizontal buzzsaws to the frame, one to her right and one to her left.  These buzzsaws connected to the frame at about waist level.  While they were aimed at her waist, each one was still three feet from Katie since she wasn't near the edge of the frame.  As the assistants powered them on, the audience wondered what real danger were they?

This became a little more clear when the main buzzsaw was rolled out.  This one was three feet tall, was vertical, and was suspended from the ground with a mechanical arm.  It looked heavy and it looked dangerous.  The vertical blade was lined up directly beneath Katie.  As she tried pulling her legs together and fighting the bonds, her spread open pussy bounced six inches above the blade.  

The assistants retreated and the vertical buzzsaw powered up.  Katie looked down between her panting breasts at the spinning blade.  She made muffled protests thru her gag as her torso flexed between her elbows and knees.  Katie gave a final effort to struggle and then looked at her assistants and gave them a nod.  It was time to move on to the good stuff.

With the nod, an assistant walked up to Katie with a large knife and swiftly cut her bodystocking away.  It was no match for the knife.  This elicited some wolf whistles from the crowd, which is what Katie wanted.  She liked the idea of putting the entire audience in control over her division, so she had the saw arm modified to rise with the audience volume.  

With the first wolf whistles, the blade raised a half an inch.  This was noticed and soon more whistles followed.  As the whistles intensified, so did the speed of the blade.  Katie struggled against her self imposed spider web.  Now fully exposed, the lights reflected the sheen that was forming on her skin.  When the blade reached her stretched open pussy, she threw her head back and screamed into her gag as her arms and legs shook with her orgasm.

Every male in the audience wanted to hear Katie, and the whistles died down for a bit.  The blade stopped raising and slowed.  Katie hung there panting, now spent and impaled on the top of the slowly spinning blade.  As the seconds passed, the tension started to build in her again and Katie let out a deep moan.  The vibration of the blade in her most delicate area was just too much.  The audience sensed the building momentum in her and started again.

As their intensity increased, so did the blade's and Katie's.  As the blade moved higher, her knees were pulled towards the corners of the frame.  Her lower torso was being split.  At the top of the saw blade, the slit was thin, but at her pussy, her vaginal lips were now a foot apart and increasing.  Katie could take no more and exploded internally.  Externally, her arms and legs shook violently against the bonds keeping her suspended.  She screamed into the gag as the blade shot up through her neck,  bisected the duct tape covering her mouth and then divided her eyes.  

As the saw exited her head, the bands attached to her arms were no longer balanced.  They pulled each side of her towards a frame edge and its attached buzzsaw.  These saws made short work of each side of her waist.  

The audience stopped their whistles and clapping and fell into silence.  Katie's legs had dropped into a basket on each side, while her upper torso twisted this way and that around each side of the frame.  An assistant detached each half, dropping it into the same basket, as the curtain came down.

Katie was now arranged in the lobby for her audience.  Her bonds had been removed and her upper torso was attached to each side of the sliding exit door, so as it slid open for people to exit, her torso was divided again and again.

People were shocked as they touched the hand rail on their way out the door.  Katie's legs had been straightened and set in place of the usual hand rail.  Theater goers ran their hands along this delicious replacement, along the black nylon stocking and up over her mound, as they left the theater.  

This delight wasn't enough for four college boys that had returned for another try at stealing Katie's pieces.  They awkwardly grabbed each leg and tried making a break through the door.  Katie had foreseen something like this and they ran smack into a magical force field in place between Katie's halves.  Security quickly descended upon the miscreants.

After Katie was taken down, returned to her dressing room and restored, she called for security to bring the boys in.  They shuffled into her dressing room, clearly defeated.  The apparent leader, a large husky guy with a blonde crew cut smirked as he looked at her approvingly.

"I wouldn't smirk if I were you.  You are in serious trouble with two kidnapping charges and who knows how many cases of sexual assault."

This wiped the smirk away and he fell into full on apology mode.  "We're sorry ma'am.  It was a pledge and we didn't mean any harm.  Please let us go.  We'd do anything for you.  Really."

Kate considered the plea.

"Anything?  I don't want to press charges, as it would mean revealing my methods.  Keep in mind, I am perfectly willing to do that if I need to.  But I'd rather work out a deal.  I have tickets for tomorrow night's show.  If you attend and volunteer and do as I say during the show, I'll consider the matter settled.  What do you say?"

The four looked at each other and jumped at the lifeline.

"Agreed!"

(to be continued)