As the cruise ship sailed through the night, in a darkened room, a single spotlight turned on.

"Hello there," the woman who stood there said. "I'm Rabbit, your hostess for this show."  She was dark skinned, wearing red boots and grey stockings.  A jacket hung over her shoulders, the white-collared sleeves going all the way to her wrists.  On her head was a large top hat with a pair of playing cards stuck into the brim. And nothing else.  "Welcome to the show," she said as she walked around the various tables, "Remember.  Audience participation is not only fun, but it's mandatory as well."

With that, she took off her hat and held it out to show that there was nothing in it.  "Of course, there is one problem with my chosen stage name," she said as she flipped it around so that the open bottom was facing downward at about chest height, "is that usually, the magician is the one pulling the rabbit out of their hat."

"So, as I'm doing things upside down anyways, I figure this would be a good joke."  She gently tapped the top of the hat, and a pair of feet slipped out, hanging from the inner rim.  They were clad in pink slippers, and shook a bit from the ankles. "Hrm," the Rabbit commented as she ran a dark finger along the bottom of one of the feet. "This could be fun, but I do have a show to put on."  She tapped the top of the hat again, and this time a pair of legs fell out of the hat, connected to the feet.

Another slap to the hat, and more of the legs fell out, two gently kicking appendages that emerged from something far too small to hold one, let alone the other.  The Rabbit hit the hat again, and this time a pair of hips slid out of her hat, connecting the two legs.  Unlike her though, this pair had a pair of pink panties on, matching the slippers.  "Halfway there," the Rabbit announced, then hit the hat again.

This time, far more of the woman in the hat emerged, her bare stomach now topped off with the hat, which seemed to be caught on something.  Frowning, she repeated the gesture, but no more came out.  Then she wound up, and really slammed the hat!

A pair of ample breasts flopped out of the hat, bouncing after being freed from their tight confines and wrapped in a triangular bikini top that matched the pink panties.

No longer content to try to treat her hat like a ketchup bottle, the Rabbit put both hands under the lip of her hat, and yanked upwards.

With a great swing, she managed to free the rest of the woman who was in her hat.  She was blonde, with her hair tied up behind her head. Over her head was a pink headband with fluffy rabbit ears pointing upward. Her arms were held above her head, but once they cleared, she leaned forward to remove the carrot that was sticking out of her mouth.

"I present to you," the Rabbit put her hands over the shoulders of the woman who was looking around in shock and surprise, "my rabbit from a hat."

"Um, hello?" the new arrival said.  "I thought I was just sitting in my chair when the lights went out..."

"As I said," the Rabbit replied, nearly cooing in her ear, "participation is mandatory."

"Oh."  Suddenly, the pink woman didn't look so sure of anything. "What does that mean?"

"It means," the Rabbit grinned as she pulled back, "you get to choose my next assistant while I prepare it."

"Just anyone?"

"Yep, anyone at all!" The Rabbit swept their audience over. "Willing or not, just pick one and bring them up."

"Alright," the woman looked down at her body in slight confusion, the carrot in her hands. "What happened to my clothes?"

"Oh, something or other," the Rabbit replied as she waved dismissively. "If you're a good helper, they'll be waiting for you."

That was all the motivation the pink girl needed.  She took a bite from the carrot and began to wander the audience, looking for someone to help even as the Rabbit vanished behind the stage.  "So," she asked, "does anyone want to participate?"