Left Door

It felt as if her body dissolved into a mist of nothingness. It was eerie, hovering in mid-air, mind perfectly clear and all-knowing. She was still trying to make sense of her surroundings when she spotted the exact scene pictured in the image just a few feet away and excitedly levitated over there.

Hovering right above the scene, she suddenly realized that she knew the names of the people and how they got into this awkward situation.

With bated breath, she watched the story unfold right beneath her.

Sybil felt her own breast pressing into the palm of her hand. The angle was so weird! How could her boss do that to her?

Yes, of course she'd been a bit of a bitch, and hiding his magical tools had been a dick move. But how else would she get him to pay more for her work?

She scolded herself for stepping into the device shortly after their fight, for giving him this sweet opportunity to punish her. And now, he had her in pieces, each part of her body separated and neatly packed into its own box.

She felt her tits bob as the magician carried them away, putting them on a pedestal. Soon, her head, legs and pelvis followed, each on a separate stand. The audience was applauding frenetically.

"Thank you! Thank you! Today is a very special day. My assistant has decided earlier that she is fed up with the job and won't work for me any longer. She has betrayed me terribly this morning, stealing valuable items that I now have to replace," explained the mage.

"Not true!" Sybil complained, wincing as the old man fondled her tits.

The mage continued without batting an eye, "So I am looking for a new assistant, ideally young, busty and pleasing to the eye."

"Hey!" complained Sybil as he pinched her engorged nipple and jiggled her tits to emphasize his point.

The old man grinned evilly, "In the meantime, I will auction off these parts to the highest bidder so I can buy new equipment. I'm sure some of you have dreamt of having your very own, personal pair of tits at your disposal. Or maybe you're more of a foot person? Not sure if anyone would want the head though, too much complaining and yelling from that mouth! Personally, I would go for this nice, tight pussy and fuck it thoroughly whenever I felt like it. But it's your call! So get your wallets ready and start bidding!"

"You can't do this!" yelled Sybil full of panic.

"Oh yes I can," laughed the mage. He groped the large tit again and pulled it up by the nipple, showing just how massive it was, "So how much for the boobs? You could do a lot of things with those, like using it as a pillow or as a giant pacifier. Maybe you can even get them to produce milk!"

People were excitedly shouting their bids, offering excessive amounts of money for the different parts of her. Would she ever be whole again? And how would it feel having someone toy with her boobs in one place while someone else in a different place was tickling her, and a third one far away was plowing her sex like a rabbit? She would soon find out!

Suddenly, a gust of wind grabbed Becca and pulled her back through the door.