A 'real magic' stage show fantasy

Author's note: this story is in response to AssistantAnn's open request to "put me in a bunny girls suit" for the Year of the Rabbit. See her post here: https://www.deviantart.com/assistantann/journal/Year-of-the-Rabbit-945977870. Anyone who fancies basing an image (rendered or drawn) on the scenario in this story is welcome to. Just let me know so that I can take a peek.

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 or vanishing their assistants and volunteers for real, but with the aid of magic that prevents the subjects suffering any lasting harm and which transforms their experience into one they can even enjoy, albeit often in a twisted sexual sort of way.

Ann followed the other volunteer up the steps onto the stage, trailing behind a little in feigned reluctance. A little too much reluctance, it seemed for Eve - the blonde half of the twin sisters magic act and the woman who had fetched her from her seat in the audience - took her elbow and tugged, forcing her to catch up. Eve then bade Ann stand alongside the redhead volunteer, side on to the audience, facing Eve's twin, a brunette going by the name of Adamina or Mina for short. Like her twin, she was dressed in matching tight leather trousers and jacket, a vivid yellow in honour of this show being an Easter special. Hair colour aside, she looked the spitting image of Uma Thurman in Kill Bill, except for the lack of black stripes down the arms and legs of her costume. Oh, and the absence of a samurai sword in her hand. Thankfully.

Mina beckoned the redhead volunteer forward and shook her hand.

"Thank you for coming up," Mina said. "What's your name?"

"Kate," the woman replied.

Kate was dressed in a silver cocktail dress, this being a black tie event. Mina continued her patter, finding out Kate's occupation (an events photographer), who she'd come with (a group of friends she knew through work), and whether she'd ever met Mina or Eve before (she hadn't).

Then it was Ann's turn. She confidently rattled through her cover story, able to give truthful answers without revealing she was a stooge. Thanks to her having been hired at the last minute via Skype call to cover for a sick assistant, they'd technically never met. And she really did have no idea what was in store for her. Mina and Eve had kept her in the dark, so as to keep her reactions as genuine as possible.

Eve, who had gone off stage while Mina questioned Kate and Ann, now returned pushing a table. On it were two chocolate Easter eggs and two small hammers. Mina told Kate to choose one (any one) and stand beside it. Pursing her lips for a moment, she first chose the one closest to her then changed her mind and swapped to the other side. Ann took up position beside the other one.

As directed, they picked up a hammer each and on the count of three they broke their respective eggs. Both contained a gold necklace with a large pendant. Kate's was in the shape of a top hat, crossed by a magic wand. Ann's was a rabbit. They both held up their gifts for the audience and described them for those too far back to see clearly.

"I guess that makes you my apprentice magician," Mina said to Kate after placing the chain around Kate’s neck.

"What do you think you're going be, Ann?" asked Eve as she similarly adorned Ann's neck.

"A rabbit?" Ann replied, wondering what that would entail. A magical costume change seemed too simple. The twins could have done that to any member of the public taken at random from the audience, as Kate had been. That sort of trick didn't need the services of a fake volunteer like Ann, someone with experience being subjected to real stage magic, someone willing to let herself actually be cut in two or run through with swords without freaking out and letting on that it wasn't actually an illusion. No point in guessing, though. She'd just have to wait and find out.

Eve took Ann by the elbow, halting Ann's train of thought dead, though it was her twin Eve now addressed.

"Yours doesn't look much like a magician, Mina," she said.

"Yours doesn't look much like a rabbit, Eve," Mina countered back.

"I guess we'll need to fix that," Eve said. Mina nodded.

The magicians swapped volunteers. Eve reached under the trolley first, retrieving a top hat and short white gloves, which she put on Kate. Eve looked her up and down and nodded.

"Much better."

Then Mina reached under the trolley, pulling out a white plastic hair grip, the sort that runs from ear to ear across the top of your head, with two furry white rabbit ears attached. She put it on Ann's head then stepped back to assess her work. She frowned.

"Not convincing, at all," Eve said. As she spoke, the ears slid off Ann's head and landed on the stage with a soft thud. "Pathetic, in fact," Eve added.

Mina shrugged. "I guess I’ll have to up my game," she said. She grabbed the trolley and quickly wheeled it off stage, returning a moment later with an apparatus which seemed to consist of a set of stocks held in place three feet or so above a flat base by thin pillars on either side, the whole thing mounted on castor wheels. Behind the pillars, centred between them, was a triangular padded seat a bit like a bicycle seat except that it was tilted forwards slightly.

Mina spun the device round for the audience to see, then loosened a bolt at the top of one pillar, allowing her to rotate the main part of the stocks until the neck and wrist holes were pointing upwards. She tightened the bolt again, then removed a pin, swinging one half of the stocks open.

Ann let Eve guide her towards the apparatus, kneeling as directed between the pillars, placing the back of her neck and her wrists against the fixed part of the stocks. She felt Mina take her hair and tie it up with a scrunchie. Mina then reached down to her waist, guiding her bum back until she was supported by the seat as well as her knees. Eve shut the other half of the stocks around Ann's neck, throwing a catch to hold them shut. The stocks were a close fit around Ann's neck and wrists, but not uncomfortable.

Ann watched as Mina produced a padlock from nowhere, handing it to Kate for the apprentice magician to lock the stocks shut.

"Now take the key," Mina said to Kate. "Put it somewhere safe."

Kate removed the key then stood, clutching it tight, unsure what to do next. Mina pointed to the key, then at Kate's chest, making it clear exactly where 'somewhere safe' was meant to be. Kate blushed, but gamely slid the key down between her breasts.

Mina nodded. "Good job. I guess I don't need to fire you. Not yet, anyway." The audience laughed.

Eve trotted off and came back with a box, which she set on the stage floor. She beckoned Kate over, lifted the lid, and handed Kate a pair of white furry mittens. "Rabbits have paws, not fingers," she said. "So put those over Ann's hands."

Kate did as bidden. The mittens were quite snug, Ann thought, tight enough that she could only spread her fingers a little. And they were snug around the wrists too, especially after Kate tightened the white leather straps built into them at the wrists, connecting a ring hanging from each strap to loops projecting from the stocks using two more padlocks, the keys for which she secreted in the same way as before.

"Show the audience your paws, little bunny," Mina told Ann. Ann dutifully waved her new paws, letting everyone see the pink pads.

"Better," Eve declared. "But we can do better still." She went over to the box again, this time pulling out a pair of knee length white furry socks with pink rabbit paw pads at the toes, holding them up for the audience to see before handing them to Kate. Mina turned Ann a quarter way round so that she was side on to the audience. Eve removed Ann's shoes then had Kate slide the furry socks up Ann's bare calves. Supported by the seat, Ann was able to lift each knee in turn to make it easier for her.

The socks had buckling straps at the ankles and also at the tops of the calves, letting Kate secure Ann's lower legs with yet more padlocks, the keys to which disappeared just like their fellows into Kate's thankfully quite substantial cleavage.

That done, Mina spun Ann all the way around, while Ann wiggled her toes.

"Better," Eve declared, "But I’ve never seen a rabbit wearing a red dress."

This time it was Mina who fetched something from the box - a rolled up cloth. She held it out for Kate to take the opposite end. With Eve guiding Kate, they stood either side of Ann, who was now facing the audience once more, then went down on one knee to clip their respective corners of the cloth to pegs at either end of the front bar of the stocks, before letting go and standing.

Ann felt a whisper of air on her knees as the cloth unrolled. The audience laughed. Eve sniggered too. Mina produced an old fashioned round mirror with a handle and held it for Ann to see herself. Covering her from neck to knees was a cartoonish bunny body in white with a pink belly. A plumpish yet cute bunny body, somewhat sexualised by a slight narrowing at the waist and shadows which could just about have been flattish breasts.

Mina disappeared the mirror behind her back, spinning once to show that it had completely vanished, before addressing Kate.

"Here's your first bit of actual magic to do, Kate," she said. "I'll spin Ann around three times. The moment I stop, you clap your hands, firmly, once. OK?"

Kate nodded her understanding.

As an experienced fake volunteer, Ann didn't need to close her eyes to avoid getting dizzy. She counted the revolutions.

One.

Two.

Three.

Clap!

Another swish of air and a brush of cotton against her knees as the fabric screen fell. The audience clapped, cheered, and wolf whistled. Kate blushed and fingered her new necklace, apparently suddenly glad that she'd been chosen to be a magician, not a rabbit. The tickle of warm stage air against Ann's nipples told her the reason for Kate's embarrassment and all the catcalls.

Again Mina produced the mirror. Ann looked in it, taking in the modified white bathing suit she now wore. Strips of short, white, faux fur ran from hip to just below her armpits. An oval of pink fur covered her tummy. But above her tummy the garment was cut away, the material running up between her bare breasts in the form of another strip of fur before splitting to run over both shoulders. From there she could feel it join the back of the garment, though of course she couldn't see.

The garment left her chest completely uncovered, and of course she wasn't wearing a bra. The public exposure sent a tingle between Ann's thighs. She felt her nipples harden. Eve grinned and stepped up, flicking Ann's left nipple.

"Somebody's a frisky bunny," Eve laughed. Ann glared at her. "Not complete, though," she added, making a show of looking behind Ann at her rear. "Bunnies need tails." She walked over to the box, and opened it, removing something which, because of the way Eve was standing between the box and the audience, Ann couldn't see. Whatever it was, it got a reaction. Gasps from the audience. A sudden intake of breath and a wide-eyed stare from Kate. A nasty grin from Mina. Eve lifted it high, giving Ann her first glimpse.

It was a bunny tail. A big, round, fluffy white pompom of a tail. But a tail attached to a wicked knife blade, a good foot long and between an inch and an inch and half wide. The stage lights glinted off it, especially the pointed tip and the razor sharp edges down both sides.

Ann suddenly felt her platform being turned side on to the audience. Eve handed the knife to Kate, who gingerly took it by whatever hilt was concealed inside the pompom tail part. Ann could briefly see Kate's reluctance as she let Eve guide her around a position behind Ann. But then Kate passed out of view and Ann could only hear and feel. She heard someone - Kate, presumably - kneel. Then she heard a scraping of steel on wood as the blade tip sought whatever concealed slot Ann was sitting on. Then she felt her costume strain right where it stretched between her buttocks. Strain, and rip. Then cold steel between her ass cheeks, against her anus. A sharp nip as it entered her.

Then stopped.

What the fuck?

Then she was being rotated again, for the audience to see from all angles where the blade was going, dispelling any ideas any of them might have had that it was sliding safely up the side of her hip.

Side on to the audience again, Ann took a deep breath.

"Push," Eve urged. Kate objected, pleaded. Eve overruled her. "Push!" she commanded, more forcefully still.

Ann gritted her teeth as the blade slid up inside her, burying itself deep in her guts. The twins' protective 'real magic' enchantment had full hold of her by now, turning what should have been fatal agony into an overwhelming surge of pleasure-pain. Ann was glad the furry front of her costume extended between her thighs, as had it just been plain stretchy swimsuit material there everyone would have seen the evidence of her arousal as soon as she was turned to face them. As it was, the costume was going to need a bloody good clean afterwards. Or disposed of. Probably the latter, given the new rent in the rear.

She was turning again, the spinning stage lights now adding a layer of visual confusion on top of her endorphin-fuddled senses. She tried to count the spins, but couldn't even manage that.

Then she was facing the audience again. And Eve's hand. Holding a stubby tubular gag with straps. Eve forced the tube into her mouth, stretching her lips, fitting the straps around the back of her head. Then Kate was shoving a long, orange, fake carrot dildo through the tube, quickly hitting the back of Ann's throat. She only just managed to suppress her gag reflex. Her air was partly cut off. She'd not last long like this.

Not that she'd have to. The scene was picking up pace. Mina was back with the rabbit ear head band, but this time she was wiggling her fingers through two holes in the band, one below each ear. As Ann felt it clip in place on her head, she saw Eve hand Kate a pair of hex-headed screw bolts, a good four inches long and as thick as her index finger, along with a battery-powered drill-driver. Kate, presumably reassured by Ann's continued survival despite having taken a dagger up the arse, showed considerably less reluctance than before as she stepped forward, lined one bolt up with the hole over Ann's left temple, and fitted the drill-driver over it.

Bzzzzt!

Lightening shot through Ann's skull, throwing her thoughts into a crazy jumble and sending liquid fire from her brain to her breasts to her sex. She felt her hips jerk as her body sought something to grind against.

Another blinding bolt of pain-pleasure. Another surge of need. But one she couldn't satisfy. Not given the way the seat angled down in front of her, the padded surface teasingly out of reach of her clit.

And blackness was beginning to gather at the edges of her vision, slowly closing in as she was spun round a couple more times, turning the stage lights dull as the platform she was fixed to was wheeled up a ramp into a cage that she'd been too distracted to notice the arrival of, the last sparks of light vanishing into a pinprick then darkness as the cage door was slammed shut.

= = = = = = = =

Ann woke. She was still in a cage. Free of the stocks, at least. Instead she was squatting on the cage floor on all fours. And it was dark. Completely dark.

A rustle of cloth. A rush of air. And suddenly she could see.

No sign of the stocks she'd been padlocked into. No sign of her costume. She felt nice and warm, though. Everyone outside the cage - Eve, Mina, and Kate - looked so big. They towered over her.

At least they'd provided food.

She scratched her damp, furry nose with one front paw and took a nibble of her lettuce leaf.

THE END