"HEY Everyone!" Monica bounced up and down on the stage, one arm in the air. "So, some of you may be wondering how we get into our fancy costumes - when we wear them." She winked as she indicated the tight red leather riding outfit she had one that covered her from neck to feet. "After all, trying to put this one normally? Takes forever!" She bowed and waved her hands to the side, "and so I get to introduce you to this!"

From the side of the stage, Rina entered, pushing a coffin, much like the ones that many encountered during the Halloween events. From the other side, Francine pushed a clothing rack with a wide variety of costumes on it. They came to a stop beside Monica, whose wide and earnest smile never left her face. "This is our quick change cabinet," she announced. "One of us lovely women step inside," at this, Rina reached over the opened the whole thing, exposing the insides as completely normal. Naturally, she stepped backward into the cabinet, tight against the velvet sides. She demonstrated that she didn't have room to move by wiggling around.

"Now, Rina, close it please!" she asked, and Rina did so, closing the whole cover over Monica before opening up the top segment, showing off Monica's smiling head. "Now, how do we change clothes? Well, that's the easy part! Francine, your turn!"

On the left side of the cabinet, Francine flipped up a small handle that was otherwise flush against the side of it and pulled on it.

Contrary to many expectations, the whole side didn't open up neither did slide out. Rather, four rods extended out as an empty frame. Two rods were about the height of her shoulders and on the front and back of the cabinet, while the others were about her hips and again, front and back.

Hanging between the four rods was a red leather riding suit.

"Now obviously," Monica announced, "I'm in my birthday suit in here, but that's not what we're all here for." She smirked. "Well, some of you are anyway." She got some chuckles and appreciation from the audience. "But rather this is a quickchange! Francine, pick something, will you?"

"Sure!" Francine pranced over to the clothing rack, putting up the leather suit as she did so. She flicked through the available options for a moment before pulling her selected costume off the rack. The audience laughed as she held up the clown costume, the baggy clothes not something normally seen in these shows, so its presence was unexpected. Regardless, Francine took the costume and hung it between the four rods sticking out of Rina's cabinet. Then, she closed them in.

"And that's that!" Rina announced as she opened the door, allowing Monica out.

Monica stepped out and nearly tripped over herself as she was now clad in the clown costume, the brightly coloured outfit not complimenting her at all. She turned to Francine. "Really?" she accused her co-performer with a glare. Behind her, Rina stifled her own laughter and made some vague gestures with her free hand. "Now, do something nice for them!" Monica rolled her head at the audience.

"Sure, sure," Francine said as Rina helped Monica back into the changing cabinet. Francine pulled out the clown's costume and quickly presented the next one for the audience's approval. They did, and she mounted it on the rods, sending the costume back into the box.

Monica stepped out and performed a pirouette in place, the maid's outfit flaring up as she did so. "Now that's more like it!" She looked at the rack, a thinking finger on her lips. "But I'm not feeling it, you know?"

Behind her, Rina made a few more gestures and mouthed something at Francine, who gave no notice that she recognized what was being said. "Well, I suppose I could do something", she agreed with a shrug. "Back in you go!"

Monica hopped back into the changing cabinet, allowing Rina to close it on her and for Francine to remove the fetish costume. She tossed it over the costume rack and this time went right for the final option of the performance. She held it up, and the audience went wild with it in their sight. She put it on the rods, then closed it up on Monica.

Rina opened the door, and Monica's eyes were wide with excitement. After all, she certainly didn't mind being in leather leggings. The black studded choker went straight down the middle of her body, between her legs and back up the middle. A leather band went over her chest, pressing in her breasts tightly, and around her back where her arms were bound together. A ballgag was in her mouth as well.

She stepped out and put herself on display as Rina started to pack up. Francine however, put one hand on Monica's shoulder. "Doesn't seem like much," she announced as she ran her other hand along Monica's back, "but honestly it can be really fun when you get creative! Now, Monica here will be spending the rest of the show like this, and if you pick her for the after-show, she'll start like this!" She slapped Monica on the ass, sending her out into the audience. "Until then, it'll be a few minutes before the next set! Have fun!"