Sex Magic 04: Reluctant Exhibitionists

The stage remained empty for nearly a minute, before Maleficent entered from the side opposite to the one that Prospero and his assistants had exited from.

She grumbled something about Prospero’s seeming inability to follow stage etiquette and provide her with a clear clue that it was her turn to entertain and amaze the patrons. She placed a couple of fingers in her mouth and let out a shrill and loud whistle. She turned to the audience and said, “Yes I know that whistling on stage is meant to be bad luck and it would be if the reason for the origin of the superstition that still persists in some theatres had not long since gone the way of the horse-drawn carriages and sending messages in Morse code.”

“While I wait for Lance and woman to respond, I shall see who I shall be choosing for my volunteers for this next item. So, please stand!” They stood, some more reluctantly than others; all hoped that if they got selected they would experience something less frightening than being sawn lengthways.

“Right, now I want all those that have been naked in public or something similarly exhibitionistic to sit down.” There were a lot of relieved faces in the audience as these people sat down and a few worried faces on those who remained standing. The ones with the worried expressions were a woman and three men.

“Ok, madam,” she addressed the woman, who admitted to not having appeared naked in a public setting. “I’m guessing that you have not tried being nude in a group of like-minded people.”

The woman nodded.

“So what is the most people you have be naked in front of, other than the showers after sports?” Maleficent asked.

“Um,” she did not seem to want to reveal this information, but was aware of the rules of attending the performance. “Where I could be seen, only one at a time, but I did answer the door to couple of god-botherers while I was naked, but all they saw was a bare shoulder, because the door was in the way.”

“And why have you not tried it in wider company?”

“Well, as you can see, I’m not exactly underdeveloped in the chest department and I get enough of the men and quite a few women who talk to the puppies, instead of talking to me. I figure that there is no point in enhancing the distraction effect of my tits, by putting them more on show than they are when I’m properly dressed.”

“Good, you’ll be great for this and I absolutely guarantee that no-one will be looking at your tits when the magic is done. So, come on up and think of a name that I can call you while you’re on your way. And you, sir, in the cream suit and the gold tie; I saw you nodding when my first volunteer explained herself; you can come up too.”

The first to get to the stage was the man. “So, what would you like to be called? Or shall I name you?”

“Please call me Bernard.” The man offered his hand, but she looked at it as if he had offered her a dead badger. Bernard lowered it and stood nervously.

The woman in a long black pleated skirt and white blouse, arrived. “I was having a failure of imagination and couldn’t think of a name I wanted. Then he called himself Bernard and I thought of the name Bernice.”

“Bernice.” Maleficent tried out the sound. “Sorry, it sounds too much like Bernard, so I think Charlotte better suits you.”

Addressing the audience she said, “Please, welcome my volunteers, Bernard and Charlotte!” The audience responded with clapping and cheers, mostly because they were not the ones on the stage.

As the applause faded there was a rumble from back stage as two large boxes, were pushed from the wings. Each looked like a wardrobe and appeared to be built from fibre board and covered in a wood-effect veneer. Pushing these boxes were Lance and woman. He is still in his leather shorts and she is wearing the T-shirt she was wearing when she passed through the saw blade, with safety pins at the front and back of the collar to hold it together enough that it did not fall off.

Maleficent enlisted the two volunteers to help to position the cabinets. Then she instructed Lance to fetch the controller and woman to fetch the protective helmets, while she explained what was about to happen to her volunteers. She opened the doors on the ends of the cabinets. The door nearer the centre of the stage is backed by a mirror, which after a little adjustment allowed most of the audience to see the reflection of the cabinet’s interior. When the other door was opened they can see right through and it becomes clear that the cabinet is lined with things like circuit boards and similar technological paraphernalia. The magician asked Charlotte to walk through the cabinet; she assured her that it was perfectly safe, because the equipment had not been plugged in.

Cautiously, Charlotte entered the cabinet and stepped towards the mirrored door and stepped out the other end with an evident sense of relief that nothing had happened. Maleficent soon had Bernard walking through the other cabinet, which was a mirror image of the first.

Lance returned with a slim laptop, which was finished in scarlet and had some leads dangling from it. He was instructed, “Plug in the cabinets, while I boot this thing up and plug in the control cables.”

While Lance and Maleficent were busy, woman returned carrying two goldfish bowl style helmets. Maleficent told her to hang them from the attachments in the middle of the ceilings of the cabinets.

The magician triumphantly pressed a button on the laptop and the interiors of the cabinets were illuminated by running sequences of lights, which at first seemed random, but soon settle to a repeating wave of illumination progressing down the cabinet towards the mirrored door.

“Time for you to enter the cabinets. Go in the far end and duck under the protective helmets and put your heads inside.”

Bernard and Charlotte looked at each other, fearful of what they were about to experience, but encouraged by the fact that they were not alone in the situation, even though the person they would be experiencing it with was a total stranger. They walked to the ends of the cabinets and stepped up into them; remaining visible to the audience via the mirror on the door, which meant that they never lost sight of the volunteers.

“Excuse me, mistress Maleficent,” began Bernard, “but you never explained what these things would be doing to us.”

“I was hoping that would be obvious, from the question that helped select you and the hi-tech nature of the equipment.”

“You may think me a bit slow, but please tell me what we are letting ourselves for.”

Charlotte added, “I’m puzzled too. How does us never having been nude for more than one or two people and this fancy contraption, which you can’t possibly expect us to recognise or work out the operation of, have anything to do with each other.”

“The plan is that once the machines have done their stuff that you will feel free to disrobe and join the audience for the interval with no clothes on. You are wondering what this machine will do to make this a possibility.” She waited while Bernard and Charlotte nodded to confirm that this is exactly where their thoughts were going. “These devices are invisibility machines. But because making people invisible can look a lot like making them disappear, we have the protective helmets that will prevent your heads from becoming invisible, while the rest of your flesh vanishes from sight.”

Both volunteers appeared to be thinking this revelation over. “Will our clothes become invisible?” asked Bernard.

“No,” answered Maleficent, “The tests we’ve done indicate that the process only works on living flesh. There is no chance that you will end up in invisible clothes and thus appearing naked. You will be able to spend the interval completely naked and not have people checking out your bodies, because they won’t be able to see your bodies.”

Charlotte and then Bernard, expressed some scepticism about the claimed effect of the cabinets, but resigned themselves to taking part in this experiment, because they knew that not cooperating risked ejection from seeing the rest of the show. They soon stood centrally in the cabinets with their heads contained in the glass bowls that hung from the cabinet’s ceiling.

“I shall start now,” stated the Magicienne.

A few taps on the computer that rested on one hand, caused the speed at which the waves of light moved up the cabinets to increase. Maleficent asked Lance and woman to close the rear doors of the cabinets. The waves sped up further until they were a flickering in the cabinet. A spotlight somewhere with the cabinet illuminated the volunteers, so that, despite the unsteady light within the cabinet, their faces remained visible.

Some further manipulation of the computer resulted in the waves of light which were beginning to merge, fading and brightening. Seconds later, the Magicienne said, “Right, that’s done.” A swift tap in the laptop, caused the lighting within the cabinets returning to what it had been. “Alright, you two, you’re cooked. Duck out from under the helmets and exit via the fronts of your cabinets.”

Charlotte did not seem to feel any different when she ducked her head out of the helmet and took the two steps forward to reach the exit of the cabinet. She stepped down to the stage floor and frowned. “I not quite sure what, but something feels different.” She put her hand up to her face and screamed. This drew everyone’s attention. Her eyes were fixed on her hand, which the observers soon noticed was skeletal; bones, but no flesh.

Bernard peeked round the door and spotted what had shocked Charlotte into screaming. He checked his hand and added his own expression of surprise to the mix.

Bernard recovered first. “I thought you were going to make our bodies invisible,” he exclaimed.

“What I said was that I would make your flesh invisible; did I mention making your bones invisible? No I didn’t!” Maleficent said this a tone that told them that she had meant what she said and their failure to interpret it as it was meant was entirely on them.

Charlotte undid a couple of buttons at the top of her blouse and cautiously glimpsed down the inside. Her face took on an expression of relief. “At least, our internal organs also seemed to have disappeared. I would feel rather icky if my guts and liver and stuff had been visible.”

Lance and woman began moving the cabinets to the side of the stage and Maleficent unplugged the connections to her laptop and shut it. “Now it is time for you to undress and experience being naked in a group of people who won’t be looking at your tits or your cock, because they can’t see them.”

Feeling a little trapped by the situation, but unable to ignore the logic presented or the fact that they had signed agreements to do as they were told by the magicians, both began to undress.

Charlotte continued to unbutton her blouse, while Bernard shrugged off his jacket and then pulled off his shoes. Maleficent’s assistants brought forward baskets to deposit the discarded clothes. Charlotte opened her blouse and slipped it down her arms; this revealed her bony arms and the slip that was underneath hanging from her collarbones. Bernard unbuttoned his shirt and revealed his ribcage. Charlotte unzipped her skirt and allowed it to slip to the floor, before stepping the skeletal feet from her shoes and the skirt pooled on the floor with her lower leg bones visible below the hem of the slip. She bent to lift the slip’s hem and drew it up her body and over her head; then only remaining garments were a pair of plain panties clinging to her pelvis and a bra hanging round her ribs. Bernard was pulling down his trousers and underpants, then took some time to remove his socks. Finally, Charlotte, blushing for some illogical reason pulled her knickers down the bones of her legs and then released the bra and discarded it.

With all the volunteers clothes transferred to the baskets, Maleficent asked, “How does that feel?”

“I think it may take some time to get used to, but so far it doesn’t feel too bad,” suggested Charlotte.

“I, kind of agree, I feel vulnerable, but invincible at the same time. Maybe, it is something I’ll try some other time, but I guess it’ll feel different if I can see what I look like in a mirror.”

Maleficent took charge again. “Ok, ladies and gentlemen, there will now be a twenty minute interval; during which the bar will be open. And of course, for those with a desire to, you may make use of the facilities in the private rooms, they are through the doors over there. I shall be back soon performing some small miracles for those interested, as will Prospero.” While she spoke some shutters on the other side of the room from the ‘private’ rooms opened to show what appeared to be a well-stocked bar and two bar tenders.

Maleficent clicked her fingers and made an imperious beckoning motion at Lance and woman, then headed towards the wings. As she reached them, she looked back and said, “Don’t just stand there looking shocked, go and enjoy the interval; maybe you’ll want to ‘bump bones’” she smiled and departed.