Evil Magician

"Hello!" I said with a smile as the young, willing and eager volunteer ascended to the stage. She wore white slippers, black jeanshorts, and a sheer white t-shirt. Her hair was bright crimson, and cut elegantly around her face. "Who might you be?"

"Kairi!" she responded - nay chirped at me. It was disconcerting, but willing victims were not something unknown to me. I just didn't need to do as much to them - or for them as the case may be. She came to a stop facing me, her back to the audience. To the side, Luci looked to me for guidance, and I gave her a slight mental nudge.

"Well, Kairi," I played her name over my tongue, "I have to ask. Do you think you're hot?"

"Hell, yeah!" she eagerly agreed as her eyes gleamed.

I had to buy time for Luci to do her thing, and talking to the volunteer victim was always a good way to pass the time. "So, do you have any expectations about what you're going to experience?"

"Only that I'm not going to leave the stage," she replied. "I've seen your show."

"This is the first show of the summer," I replied. "Unless?"

"I was here for spring break," she confirmed. I shrugged. It happened. Repeat business was good for business. But enough was enough, and Luci returned with the desired prop in hand. She set it down on a small stack of the divided boxes, separating them first to provide an impromptu table. First atop the boxes was a circular plate then atop that, a plastic tube. The whole thing was about three feet across, and six feet high, allowing perfect visibility the whole way through.

"Well Kairi," I said as I put a hand on her shoulder, noting the lack of anything under her shirt there, "While you may think you're hot, I'm afraid that your opinion doesn't really matter." Luci and I lifted the clear tube, and without prodding, Kairi stepped onto the plate, ducking under the container. Luci and I set it back down, trapping her inside.

"Ladies and gentlemen," I proclaimed to the audience, "This lovely lady believes in herself, and I find that it is now up to her to prove it!" I tapped the bottom plate that she was standing on. "This is a heating element, magical naturally." I tapped the transparent cylinder that the crimson-topped women was inside. "This is where she is trapped inside now. Her goal, her single overriding desire now," I looked Kairi in the eye, imposing my will on her. And it was easy. "is to be as hot and sexy as possible. And the hotter that you, the audience thinks she is, the hotter the plate will be under her feet. And the hotter she is, the hotter she will be, until she is.... well, we'll see." I winked at the audience. "Kairi? Begin."

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Kairi

Under my feet, I could feel the metal heat up through my slippers. I was hot. The people out there wanted me. I kicked off my slippers, letting my bare feet touch the heat below me, soaking it in, and up my legs. I gasped at the sensation, my eyes wide as I feel the warmth reach my sex.

Without thinking, I slid my hand down into my shorts, popping the button in my haste. Sliding my fingers into myself, the coolness from my fingers radiate against the heat in my loins, and I lose control over my knees, and I find myself leaning against the clear walls of my container, my breath hot and moist, leaving behind condensation.

Oh god, oh god! There is just so much heat! With my free hand, I start to pull on my shirt, ripping and popping buttons as I need to get free, need to lose the heat that growing up my body. My breasts, now bare, eagerly soaked up the cool contact with the outside world.

I moaned, and my fingers just weren't enough, I pushed in further, and my hand slid in, slick as anything, my pussy expanding to take in my fist. My other hand squeezed my breast, the pressure on the outside, matching the inside.

My fingers dug in, and my tit expanded, the squeeze forcing it out like it was shaped of clay. Between my legs, I could feel my loins expand, swallowing my hand with its slick goodness.

Why was the audience higher? Was I on my knees? My right eye must be closed. The red streaks in my sight must be responsible, but I don't care. I can hear someone cheer me on. Some ones. Was I being watched? That was so hot! They wanted to fuck me, and I wanted to fuck them too!

But my hand wasn't big enough! And I only had one tit! Why was my hand in my chest? Was I trying to reach my heart? I was so hot, I wanted a drink, but something trickled into my lips, and I licked it eagerly.

My hand inside me between my legs needed to come out if someone was going to use me, but I couldn't pull it out. Well, that makes sense! My hand wasn't attached to my arm any more! It was all gooey and liquidy and as I watched, it drooped down and fell apart! I was so hot, I couldn't feel much any more, and I was starting to stop seeing things with my left eye, and all I wanted was....

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Kairi

I came to, and the world was upside down. I blinked, aware and well rested. In front of me was the magician's assistant - Fel - her name was. She was sitting on a white box, naked, her legs crossed in front of her, and leaning forward to look at me with a slight frown.

"Hi!" I said, despite being upside down and tied up. And naked. But she was too, so that didn't mean much.

"So, here's my problem," she said. "You put on one hell of a show tonight, what with your masturbation while melting. It was sexy, and I feel offended." Fel straightened up and presented herself to me. "And I can't have anyone else with red hair be better than me at putting on a show."

"Well, I'm natural," I replied. "So that can't be it!"

"Sez you," Fel pouted. "So here's what we're going to do! I'm going to punish you for your insolence in taking my spot in the fetish lineup, and that's going to start my dipping you in this acid!"

I looked up - sorry, down - and saw that there was a large metal barrel there, filled with a steaming liquid. "Oh wow!" I exclaimed. "Wait, you're going to...?"

"No," the voice of the Evil Magician said from beside me. I turned my head to look at him.

"Hey!" I said hello. "Thanks for that, by the way."

"No problem." He stepped between me and Fel, and wasn't that odd, she hadn't moved at all. "But yes, she's going to dump you into a vat of acid, and yes, you're going to melt quite horribly. But after that, you two will get into a competition. Each of you will go at each other. Magically. Sexually. Fatally. You two will be a running live show for the entertainment of the Island, for their pleasure. You will know what you can use, where you can go, and where Fel is at all times. So will she naturally." He looked back to Fel, and brushed some hair out of her face. She still hadn't moved. "But, in the interest of fair play, I will offer you a boon to get things going."

I could tell that he was honest with his suggestion. And looking at Fel, I had a wonderful idea!

"Two things!" I said. "First, that Fel and I never wear clothes. It's a tropical island, we should take full advantage of it! And others take advantage of us! Second! That she and I sleep in the same bed every night!"

He laughed. "You pervert, you." He waved his hand. "Done. So, I will return you to your regularly scheduled acid bath." He waved goodbye, and got out from between me and Fel. She resumed action as though nothing had just happened.

"Yes!" she crooned. "I'm going to melt you properly this time! And you won't be putting on a show this time!"

But I knew better. I smirked at her. "Give me your best shot," I replied. "I'm just going to come back and do something mean to you."

Fel stuck out her tongue at me. "I'd like to see you try."

Then she made a cutting motion with her hand, and I heard a splash. Then there was pain, then there was nothing.