"Hey, you alright?" Julia asked.
Alice wasn't napping any more, she was on her belly and groaning into the seat as she rubbed the small of her back. "Ugh, my back is killing me! I swear, my car seats must be stuffed with gravel and wood chips or something, it has jacked me up! I have got to get it replaced."
After taking a hearty glug of her own spiked lemonade, Julia set the drinks down on the table between her and Alice's seat and sat down beside her friend. "Wow, first you demand drinks and now you're trying to guilt me into paying for car repairs? Sometimes it feels like you're only friends with me for the money."
"Julia, you know I wasn't suggesting that." Alice said, rolling her eyes even though they couldn't be seen. "Besides, I like you for so much more than your money! You give great backrubs, too!"
"Jesus Christo, you really are the worst friend ever!" Julia said, laughing as Alice wiggled her lower back and butt at her. Despite never giving anyone a back rub before at any point, Julia leaned over and began rubbing her hands into her friend's lower back, jokes mattering more than sense or reason in their social circle. She dug her fingers deeply into her friend's flesh, trying her best to make the massage as unpleasant as possible to tease her whinging friend. Alice responded in kind by producing some over the top and overly sexual moans, arching her back and squeezing her butt cheeks together as she did so. Julia and Alice both laughed, Alice a light and rapid chuckle and Julia a snorting wheeze more befitting a teenaged stoner boy than a grown businesswoman.
The two laughed, right up until Julia's fingers slipped through the surface of Alice's skin. Both women abruptly stopped, a silence thick enough to touch hanging in the air. When Alice peered over her shoulder, and Julia dared to look down, the two women saw that the tips of Julia's fingers were, indeed, embedded inside Alice's skin. What's more, a thin white line was stretching around the circumference of Alice's waist, a ridge forming in her flesh. Julia withdrew her hand, and Alice tried to stand up.
With a sound of tape getting yanked off a wall, Alice's body split in half at the navel, her torso collapsing onto the lounge chair while her legs toppled backwards and tumbled onto the patio. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" Julia screamed, clasping a hand to her mouth as she watched her friend come apart. "...what the fuck?" She whispered, noticing that Alice's bisection was completely bloodless, and in fact the surface where her two halves had once connected was covered in a layer of skin, like any other part of her.
Flipping herself onto her back, Alice stared down at her abbreviated body horror. Feeling her stump, shock switched to confusion as she learned the same thing that Julia had already noticed. Looking over the foot of the lounge chair at her severed lower half, Alice realized that...
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