Christina twirled on stage in front of the audience, feeling her santa outfit bloom out around her nylon clad legs. Her breasts were barely contained by the top of the outfit. She soaked up the stage lights, feeling the tassel bounce around her face, enjoying the admiration from the crowd.

Why was she dressed this way? Charity. She was giving herself this Christmas. Well, three pieces of her anyway. She was told by the magician it would raise a lot of money for charity, so here she was.

And there was the box. She thought it was rather simple, stepping into it and placing her head through the hole in the top. She smiled at the audience, loving the attention and feeling good about the money she was going to raise.

A few second doubts crossed her mind when the magician lined up a large steel blade with her waist. But as promised, it didn't hurt as he slowly pushed it through her. She even felt a tingle down below. A hunger that she was sure would be addressed later. Right now, she needed to focus on the act and the crowd.

This focus was interrupted when the magician pushed the box containing her torso over to the side. She thought it was going to fall off and she imagined herself crashing onto the floor, arms and breasts flopping out and all over as the box shattered into pieces.

But that didn't happen. When her box reached the side, it slid down a couple feet and stopped. The crowd rose to their feet, clapping and cheering and she soaked in the attention. It felt good donating to charity after all.

She smiled and posed for the cameras, knowing her legs were over there while the rest of her was over here. But however magical this trick was, it wasn't over. Because she was donating three pieces.

The magician picked up another blade and lined it up with her neck at the top of the box. She tried to force herself to smile, but she is pretty sure she failed. Still, it felt mildly pleasurable when the magician slammed the blade home through her neck.

He inserted another and then lifted her head and the blade off her neck and placed it on the blade separating her waist.

Even though Christina knew what was coming, it was still a shock. She looked out at the crowd now, knowing her head was directly above her waist. She glanced to the side to her breasts and arms. This was so surreal. She just had to remind herself how much money this was going to raise.

It was then the magician opened up the bidding. The box containing her breasts were actioned off first. No real surprise there amd she was very pleased when they were won by a gentleman who looked like he could be a secret agent.

She was more disappointed when the highest bidder on her legs was an overweight man past his prime. She knew this was for charity, but she had higher expectations, and well, needs, for that part of her.

It was then the magician offered a bonus to the bidders. If one of them could double the current bid on her legs, he'd pull the blades out and not only would they win the legs, but they'd win the attached head as well.

Christina was elated when secret agent man raised his hand and won the auction. She was amazed again when she felt the blades pulled from her waist and her legs stepped out of the box with her head attached to her waist.

Secret agent man stepped onto the stage to collect his winnings and she noticed that he was very tall and her head lined up perfectly with that bulge in his paints.

Yes, this was going to be a very good Christmas. And all for charity.