Kairi-Quinn’s First Show, Part 4: Time for an Intermission

A ‘real magic’ story featuring Kairi.

Content warning: this story is based on the fantasy that stage magicians with real powers are – without most of the audience realising – actually sawing, impaling, transforming, and vanishing their assistants and volunteers for real, though with the aid of magic that prevents the subject suffering any lasting harm and which transforms their experience into one they can even enjoy. This particular episode has sexual references too. Enjoy!


When Kairi came to, her thoughts were a jumble. Why was she naked? Why was she pinned between two narrow wooden boards, one running down her spine it seemed, and one down her front between her breasts? And why did she feel several  numb aches running right through her as if they were spearing her? It was all so confusing. Even the very shape of her body felt off. The bright lights shining right at her didn’t exactly help her think straight either.

Then, in a flash, it all came back to her. Answering the advert for a stand-in magician’s assistant. Being transformed into an exact duplicate of the woman who she was standing in for. Being magically whisked off to Japan, folded up flat in a briefcase like some sort of living origami, then finding herself on stage. Kneeling on a low platform and having her costume magically replaced by coils of intricately knotted Japanese bondage rope. Then after few moments of being on display like that, having wooden sheets clamped edge-on front and back, slotted to take the swords that the volunteer – Akina – gleefully thrust through her torso, severing the ropes and leaving Kairi naked but still trapped. So many experiences in such a short time! Kairi’s head reeled from it all.

But amid the mad whirl she’d learned things, she realised. She’d learned how much she liked being put on display, how much it turned her on sexually, and how much she loved her excitement being made clear to an audience. The mere thought that they were staring at her peaked nipples had made them tighten even harder. And as for the possibility that they could see how open, slick and ready her sex had become... well that really made her ache with need.

She’d learned too how much she liked being tied up. Even though the ropes had now fallen completely away, she could still feel the imprints they’d left on her flesh. This thing with the wooden boards, well she could take that or leave it, but the ropes had felt delicious.

Finally there was how good it felt to be run through, at least with the magic protecting her from lasting harm and transforming what should be agony into more nuanced sensations. Of all the perils that she’d been put through since she signed on the dotted line, the swords were the best. True, being cut in two gave her that classic feeling of detachment, and being minced in a giant blender was intense, but she liked being impaled far better, combining as it did the delicious sensation of bodily violation with remaining sufficiently intact to really enjoy it.

Kairi was snapped out of her reverie by the sensation of one of the swords – the one through her belly – being pulled back out, grating on bone and tugging on her flesh as it did so, rubbing on nerves and sending tingles up and down her body. She blinked and focussed. It was Akina, again, who had her hand on the hilt. The woman met Kairi’s eyes and grinned before giving the sword a little wiggle, forcing Kairi to grit her teeth lest she moan out loud.

Despite Akina’s teasing, all the swords were soon out and back on the rack. Finella stepped in close and pressed something that Kairi couldn’t quite see, down where the board in front of her clipped into the surface she was kneeling on.

Click! The pressure against her sternum eased, and Kairi was able to take her first deep breath for what seemed like ages. The surge of oxygen made her feel light headed again, but thankfully Finella didn’t ask her to stand up. Instead, the female stage magician and the pretty Japanese volunteer simply stood there and drank in the sight of Kairi, naked, kneeling on the low black table, her knees apart and her hands behind her back.

Kairi felt heat flood her cheeks. What a vision she must present. Would the two women be able to see the indentations left by the ropes, she wondered? Were they deep enough for the audience to see too? And what of where the swords had run her through? Were there pink marks there, like fresh scars, or had her body been returned to its unblemished state? She longed to look down and check, but her role here was to be the compliant, composed assistant. Quinn wouldn’t look down, so neither should Kairi, especially as the audience all assumed it was Quinn they were watching rather than a magical look-alike.

After several seconds of being watched, Kairi became aware that Akina’s gaze was settling on her crotch. Kairi’s knees-apart pose did nothing to hide her sex, and she was once again extremely aware of how the tight ropes had caused her labia to swell and part, a state they’d remained in even after the removal of the ropes, and how this was letting the two women see pretty much everything Kairi (or Quinn) had to offer. The pair weren’t averting their eyes either, especially not Akina. Kairi almost felt she was actually being fucked by the Japanese intense stare, and she found herself desperate to open her legs wider.

But that wasn’t what Quinn would do either, so she restrained herself.

After another – increasingly uncomfortable – minute, Finella held out a hand for Kairi to take and helped her off the low platform. Once Kairi was firmly upright again, a stage hand rushed on with a sheer kimono to give Kairi at least a little cover, though the translucent garment still didn’t leave much to the imagination. Scarcely had Kairi had wrapped it around herself when Finella swept her down into a low bow, causing Kairi to almost stumble as the unaccustomed weight of her unrestrained breasts swung forward. Kairi’s kimono flopped open and she regained her balance. She blushed again. Somehow, this unplanned exposure provoked even more intense emotions in her than the deliberate showing off of her body had. Shame and lewd exhibitionism warred in her, the latter easily winning out. Let them gawp, she thought. After all, in this more buxom form she had plenty for them to gawp at.

“Ladies and gentlement,” Finella said, interrupting Kairi’s thoughts, “I give you my lovely assisant Quinn and tonight’s even lovlier volunteer, Akina!” The audience broke into renewed clapping, which seemed to go on for ages, until finally Finella had to make a chopping motion to cut it off.

“I appreciate your enthusiasm, ladies and gentlemen,” Finella said. “But it’s now time for a brief intermission. When that’s over, the show continues with a final illusion of a rather more adult theme. If anyone missed the warnings on the event fliers and isn’t up for viewing that sort of thing, you’re welcome to leave and have half your ticket price refunded. Otherwise... see you after the break!”

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The next ten minutes seemed to rush by. Kairi changed into her next costume: a surprisingly conservative combination of knee length black skirt a crimson blouse that made her look like an office worker. She quickly wolfed down a granola bar with water to keep her energy levels up and to replace the fluids she’d lost under the bright stage lights. She was aware of Finella and Akina talking in hushed tones, heads together, but she ignored them. Finella would tell her what she needed to know, when she needed to know it, and foreknowledge of what was going to happen would just make her anxious. Better just to go with the flow.

Moments later they were all back on stage.

Finella addressed the audience. “Thank you for staying with us,” she said. “I promised you something a little more adult in nature, and I’m glad to say that Akina is game.”

She paused. “During the intermission I asked our lovely volunteer what her most secret sexual fantasy is.” She looked over to Akina. “Can you tell the audience please, dear?”


To be continued in part 5... with tentacles too, if all goes to plan and the characters co-operate!