Fetish Magician 3: A sleepover - part seven



When I had finished, Angela announced that it was time for bed and they should all go and change into their night things. After some wheedling she told them firmly that it was not called a SLEEPover for nothing and that I might be performing a little more magic before they had to settle down; at that point she glanced at the wooden collar round Marie's neck held in place by three swords.

With varying degrees of reluctance the girls left. I asked Angela what had happened with Milly. And was told that she had decided that she wanted to go home, because she was feeling bullied. I could quite see why, but also felt that she had stood up for herself quite well too. Angela had ordered her a taxi to get her home.

I moved on to more immediate matters. "Do you want to swap bodies back now?"

"Not just yet. But you really ought to be dressed for bed too." She took her hand in mine and took me to a bedroom where she opened a small overnight bag and pulled out a very sheer nightdress and a tiny pair of panties.

It did not take long to turn the elegant sari I was wearing into a rumpled pile of fabric on the floor and remove the underskirt and the tight short top; until then I had not noticed that there had been no underwear. As I reach for the panties, Angela stopped me and told me that she wanted a good look at her body, because while she had seen it naked many times before, it had always been at second-hand, either in photos and video or in a mirror. I turned, feeling a little self-conscious displaying her woman's body to her.

Angela was making mutterings about how nice her body looked when seen from another point of view, when a knock came at the door.

"Who is it?" asked Angela.

"Marie," said Marie from the other side of the door.

"What do you want, Marie?"

"Aunt Ange, can Tom come and take this collar off me? Because I can't get my t-shirt off and I don't think I'll be able to get my nightshirt on."

Angela glanced at me and I nodded that I could do something about that. She gave a quick look at the scanty nightclothes and replied, "I'm sure he can, just give us a minute or two to get ready, then we'll be through." We heard a pair of bare feet recede. "You get dressed and I'll go and get what kit you need." I told her I would need the keys for the padlocks which she would find on the table behind the backdrop curtain along with the sword handles and a large cloth sack. We arranged she would collect me from here and we would go through once she had checked that I was properly dressed.

She quickly returned and pronounced my efforts at getting dressed in knickers and a nightie good enough. It had taken a while to get the breasts comfortably settled in the cups of the dress by which time the nipples were hard from the handling.

In the bedroom where the girls were going to sleep most of the girls were changed, except Marie, who was in T-shirt and plain white knickers and Fiona who turned away from us as we entered and finished pulling her nightie down her body before turning back.

Most of them stared at Angela's body under the see through nightdress I was wearing; it was probably the first mature woman's body they had seen for real other than their mothers'. "It appears that Marie needs some help changing, because of the collar round her neck." I held out a hand and received the keys.

I set about removing the padlocks and pulling the blades free by reattaching the handles. Except that I pretended that I could not find the key to the padlock that prevented the sword I had pushed through from being pulled back. I was thankful that no one suggested removing the handle again and pulling the blade out the front, because that would have meant coming up with some excuse for why I could not do that, which I did not have ready.

"Well that's a bit unfortunate," I sighed, "but at least I have a plan 'B'. I'll need an empty bag and what you are planning to wear tonight." There was a bit toing and froing as Marie grabbed the nightshirt and panties that were on the end of the bed and Priya emptied the items from her overnight bag, mostly makeup and a change of clothes for the morning, into a corner.

"Ok, Marie put your nightclothes in Priya's bag and she can look after them until you're ready."

Marie tossed the clothes to Priya who carefully stowed them.

"Then we get rid of this collar." I undid the catches on the collar and pulled the two halves away, leaving the sword with the padlock on the end sticking out of the flesh a little above the dip of her collarbone. "Ok, Marie, the only way to get this out is to follow the cutting edge of the blade. Do you want me to go up or down?"

She considered the options, both seemed equally unpalatable. "Down, I think," she said hesitantly, as if she was hoping that was the response I wanted.

"Excellent choice," I said, because it was the choice I wanted. Angela was ready with the sack when I asked for it and between us we laid it out on the floor and had Marie step into it. As we reached neck level, just below the sword, I asked, "Priya, can we have Marie's night things back; we'll put them in the sack so that she can change in the sack once the sword is out of the way."

Priya opened her bag to retrieve the stuff and found her bag was empty.

"Oh well, we'll just have to find something else once we're finished." I began to tie the drawstring of the sack. I stood behind Marie and took hold of the sword's hilt. I pushed it downward and the tip of the sword lowered until it hit the edge of the sack. I made some sawing motions with the sword, but was not making any headway. "Angela, would you mind holding the top of the sack so that I can get through it?"

Angela held the neck of the sack taut and I managed to carve my way through it. I lowered the sword some more to the accompanying noise of ripping fabric. By the time I was a couple of inches down from Marie's throat, it was becoming clear that cutting down the sack would have the sack cut and sliding down Marie's body before I was half way down her chest. To prevent this undesired outcome, I had Angela hold the neck of the sack together. I continued slowly, telling the audience of girls that this was because it is difficult to cut down the bones of the spine, but that was what I had to do, because I was following the cutting edge of the blade. Soon the slits down the bag were approaching crotch level. I glanced at Angela and indicated the approximate area of Marie I was nearing and then gave a smile followed by a surprised expression and added a shrug, which I hoped would do duty for a question mark.

Angela recognised the unvoiced question and whispered, "Make it nice for her, but don't spoil her for later."

"This last bit is going to be a bit difficult, because I'm going to have to saw through the base of your pelvis, so brace yourself, Marie!"

I began the sawing motion with the sword and she reacted as the blade passed into her genitalia. It took a full minute to generate an orgasm and then the sword fell from her body and I finished the cutting of the sack. With Marie's orgasm, she became unsteady on her feet, so Angela went from holding the sack together to hold her niece up. This allowed the sack to slip down her body and revealed where the nightclothes that had gone missing from Priya's bag had ended up. I nodded to Priya who found Marie's T-shirt in her bag.

Marie was soon steady and Angela was starting to tell the girls that it was time to get to bed and get some sleep.

Keli asked, "Can we have one last piece of magic, before we go to bed?"

Angela gave me a warning look, then said, "I don't see why not; so long as Tom's got something he can do, it's quick and you don't get too excited by it."

"Ok, this should do it. Priya, lie on that bed. The rest of you gather round, but give me a bit of room."

Priya followed instructions and smoothed her nightdress as she lay down. I stood to the side and made the stereotypical mystical passes before making vaguely upward gestures. It was soon after that the rest of the girls noticed that Priya was no longer making a dent in the bed but floating above it. I made her raise a few feet until the hem of her nightie no longer was in contact with the bed, then I gathered the hanging fabric and folded it over her legs. "Is that comfortable?" I asked.

"I wish I could sleep like this," Priya replied.

"You can," I said. "Anyone else want to sleep in mid-air? It's not called a sleepOVER for nothing."

After receiving a chorus of yeses, it took some time to get to the point that the room was cluttered with bodies floating in the air, especially as it soon became obvious that Andrea and Heather could not be floated separately; so they had to be lifted off the bed together; I guess that is something to do with them being a mingled set of body parts. Getting Jenny airborne also proved tricky until I thought of resting her detached head on her belly.

The girls began to chat as if floating in the air was something normal. Angela was trying to suggest that they not talk for too long, but I steered her towards the door.

As we passed out of the room, I called to them, "Good night and sleep well." Then switched off the lights. The chattering of excited teen girls was replace by the quiet of children sleeping soundly.

Angela commented, "I wish it was that easy normally. When will they wake up?"

"In the morning, when we're ready."

"So, we've got until morning." She arched an eyebrow.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked, knowing that if I was my male-self faced with the beautiful female body, that the nightie I was wearing was not concealing, in a house where there would be no interruptions until morning, I would certainly have ideas.

"Well, I've never had sex as a fully functional male and I'm betting you've never had sex as a fully functional female; what do you say to us doing something about that?"

"If you're ok, with my body having sex with your body, then I'm willing to experience it in a different way" I could see from the rise in the crotch that she was aroused.

In the bedroom we stripped off the clothes we were wearing and she took charge. I was surprised how invasive sex felt on the receiving end, but the three orgasms I experienced before she came inside me were spectacular, especially the one when her mouth was giving her pussy oral. After we had explored the boundaries of switched-sex sex, she cuddled her body in my arms and we slept.

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I woke blearily with someone whispering in my ear, "Hey, wake up. Didn't we ought to be getting things straightened out before Marie's parents get back?"

I lay with those strong arms around me and feeling the weight of breasts on my chest. It took a couple of minutes to connect the question with the current situation and what I had done the previous night.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Just gone seven," Angela replied.

"And when do we have to be cleared up by?"

"They're due back, about eleven, but given that they did not take a shine to you, they might be back earlier to check that you haven't kidnapped us all or destroyed the place."

"So if I can be out of here by nine we should be alright?"

"Yes, I guess so. But there seems so much to do. We've got to wake the girls and restore them, get them breakfast and set them to doing their homework and fetch your van and clear up the den. And the queue for the bathroom is going to be terrible."

"It does seem a lot when put like that. How about I swap us back and wake and restore the girls, while you get first crack at the bathroom and then start breakfast."

We padded naked to the room where we had performed the show and fetched a sack from the backstage area and set it on the floor. "Step in!" she stepped my body to stand on the base of the sack and leant down and lifted the edge of the sack to knee-level before I stepped her body in. I drew the sack the rest of the way up our bodies until the line on our necks were our skin tones did not match was below the rim of the sack, then I dropped the sack again and felt a relief that I was once more the master of my own body. "I'll get dressed in some civvies and you go use the bathroom, before the girls get woken up. When I'm decent I'll restore the girls and then go fetch the van."

As she headed back through the house to do whatever she needed to do, I had a sneaking suspicion that if she ever offered herself to me again I would say yes.

I dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and collected a cardboard drum and a large butterfly net before returning to the bedroom. I collected my pirate costume ready to add to my packing up.

As I entered the girls' bedroom I flicked the light switch and all the girls woke.

"What happened to the night?" asked Priya, who seemed to be the first to notice that it was morning already.

"You slept well; sleeping in mid-air is actually very comfortable. Now it's time to get you down and fix you up so that you can have breakfast and make a start on your homework assignments before Marie's parents get back," I informed them.

"Does that mean we have to get back in those boxes?" asked Andrea who floated hand-in-hand with Heather.

"No, thankfully, it's easier than that. I just scoop you into the 'Vanishing Place' and then you crawl towards the light."

"What's that mean?" asked Fiona.

"Not a lot, but I'll demonstrate on Priya." I set the drum in a corner so that it did not roll and the scooped up Priya in the butterfly net. Once the net had passed she was no longer floating where she had been.

Moments later, Priya's voice was heard from the drum, saying, "I'm coming, don't start breakfast without me." About ten seconds after that Priya crawled from the drum, fully dressed and ready for the day.

I started with the rest that had not been altered and in about five minutes I had them dressed and ready to eat breakfast. Jenny proved to be a little more difficult, because I knocked her head from her belly, fortunately Keli caught the falling head and tossed it into the net; Jenny emerged a little queasy from the drum. Getting Heather and Andrea into the net proved a challenge (I had to get them to hug tightly) and there was some contention about who crawled out through the cardboard drum first.

I told the girls that Angela was in the bathroom and that she would be making breakfast as soon as she was ready, then I asked Priya to help with a last bit of magic.

They all followed us to the performance area, where I picked a desk chair. "Ok, Priya, cover me with a cloth and count to three then pull it away. I'll see you in a while after that when I come back to collect all my kit."

I sat and was covered. I heard the count of three and the quality of the sound changed to the noises of a municipal carpark early on a Saturday morning.

It took me a minute or so to get my bearings, then I got out of the back of my van and into the driving seat.

By the time I got back to Marie's house, Angela was making breakfasts. I set about packing up and tidying. As I left Angela gave me a bacon sandwich and a kiss. "I look forward to next time," she said.

I drove home.

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The phone in the office rang while I was preparing to load the van for my job that evening. "Hello, Mr Wonder here. How can I help you?" I answered.

"Is that you, Tom?" queried a female voice, which I could not immediately place.

"Yes, I'm Tom. How may I help?"

"It's Milly, from last night."

"You did a great job. It's a pity you felt you had to leave so soon," I commented; hoping that the reason for her calling would become apparent soon.

"Do you want an assistant?" she asked.

"Well, I have been looking for an assistant, but why would you want to be my assistant?"

"I don't know. Maybe it will give me an excuse that my parents will buy for not trying to socialise with the local girls my age and earn me a little money of my own. And mostly, I really want to work out what's happening with the magic. In short, I want a change of career from 'homework consultant' to 'magician's assistant'; I would rather be chopped into bits by you than help out those ungrateful cows maintain their homework scores."

"There would be some rehearsal, because some of the magic is really illusion," I pointed out.

"Not a problem, so long as I get to do something impossible in each show."

I had found another assistant.