Keith let himself be led to the stage by the undressed and dressed member of the After School Magic Club. The dark-skinned woman wore what she called a 'reverse bunny' outfit, which mean that she wore stockings, long opera gloves that went up to her shoulders, a collar, the ears, and some shoes, but left her entire body bare.

And yet, he knew he didn't win anything. That this wasn't his thing, and yet he couldn't stop himself from following her as she took his hand and led him up to the dark stage. "If I didn't win," he finally found himself saying, "Why? What's gong on?"

"You didn't win," Vella agreed, her voice like silk. She stepped onto the stage, the interior unlit and he followed. "She did." The lights came on, and Keith paused in shock. There was a large guillotine there, and a woman he didn't recognize. Like Vella, she was in the reverse-bunny suit, but her hair was black, her eyes blue and her skin a creamy white. "Keith, meet Wendy. Wendy, this is Keith."

"Hello." Wendy seemed a little shy. "I..."

"Wendy here was the actual winner," Vella said without concern for Wendy's hesitation. "She wanted to have sex tonight, and her eyes were stuck on you. However, we told her she got a magic trick to go with that, she blurted out something that resulted in this."

It all went in one ear and out Keith's other. "Ah... what?"

"Keith, Keith," Vella said....

"No! Let me!" Wendy interjected. "Um, Keith, right? Yes. Um, you're going to lay down on the guillotine there, and I'm going to lock you in and ride you until the blade comes down, aryouokwiththat?" the last words came out at a run, and Keith's brain finally caught up to the fact that a naked woman wanted to fuck him. And she was kinda cute too!

"Ah..." He opened his mouth to say something.

"Please!" she pleaded with him.

"YES!" he agreed instantly!

"Excellent! A classic!" Vella said with a smile. "Keith, please lay down on the table here," she guided him over to the horizontal platform that lay in line with the hole for his neck.

"What about my pants?" he asked.

"Wendy will take care of that," Vella said as she somehow gently forced him to the table and rolled him over so he was on his back and facing upward through the stock, which she clicked into place. He had a very nice view of her as she made some arrangements, but when he felt ... Wendy? Wendy was it? Yeah, Wendy, everything was going so fast he was barely keeping up! Wendy opened up his pants and pulled them and his briefs down. His breath hitched as the reality of the situation started to be felt.

"Oh my!" Vella put a hand over her mouth. "Wendy, are you sure it'll fit?"

"Maybe I should..." Keith heard her, and then felt her put her lips around his member and those were her actual lips as she kissed him there and he was suddenly very much at full attention! "Ahhh!"

"If you need help, that's what I'm here for," Vella assured Wendy.

"Hey, what about me?" Keith asked.

"Yes?" Vella replied as Wendy rose up in his view, her face a cute embarrassed and her tits on full display.

"Uh, my head?" he asked.

Vella made a show of looking at his crotch. "Seems perfectly fine to me," she told him as he could feel Wendy rise up and then try to press down on him, her loins causing him to fold over with the weight. "Or... not."

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Wendy cried out. She raised herself up, and he sprang back up under her. "I can do this!" she said as it felt like she was shaking - or waving Vella away for a moment.

"I meant my head-head!" Keith said. "I mean, what sort of trick is this?"

"Oh that!" Vella rested on the upright holding the blade above his neck - and he was calm about that - and looked down at him. Both the blade and the woman. "Well, it'll fall at the right time, but you're wondering... hold on." Vella turned away from him and back toward Wendy. "Wendy, darling, It might help if you open yourself up a little, rather than trying to force him in." She turned back to him. "Right, head, blade. Well, how would you like it?" she asked. "I assure you, it will happen for her best time." He felt Wendy tight around his other head and heard her squeak a little. He grunted. "And how would you like it to go?"

He thought about it for a second as Wendy slowly slid down him, tight and with starts and stops. "Sexy-like," he said.

"Done!" Vella agreed. "Wendy, need a hand?"

"Roll your hips in a circle," Keith said. "It's called 'screwing' for a reason!"

Wendy paused and leaned forward to look down at him. "Like this?" she asked as she awkwardly gyrated her hips around to work his way deeper into her. She flushed a little as she did that.

"Oh yeah," Keith agreed. "So why me? Not that I'm complaining and all that."

"I couldn't take my eyes off you!" Wendy moaned as she bit her lip. "And I decided, why not ask? And they said yes!"

"You'd be surprised," Vella shrugged as though that explained everything.

Keith felt Wendy push one more time and he knew that he was fully inside her, tight and pressing in all directions as she put her hands on his chest. "Ah..." She winced as she raised herself up and then forced herself back down.

"Up and down, all around," Vella chimed in. "Gotta work it," she encouraged Wendy. "That's it," she whispered to her as Keith felt Wendy roll her his more, now rubbing against her insides rather than working him in. He wanted to rub those magnificent tits of her, but she just let them hang free as she leaned over him, eyes closing as she focused on the love making she was in total charge of.

"fff..." He hissed through gritted teeth as Wendy quickly lost herself in the sensations. She humped him, rolled him, and did her best to please herself as he fought to hold himself in.

The blade passed through his neck and he felt himself fall into someone's waiting hands as then Wendy cried out in joy! He could tell he had released, and she was... she was... He was being lifted up and he could see his own partially undressed body under Wendy, the two of them wet at their connection.

"Here," he heard Vella say from behind him, and he was placed into Wendy's outstretched hands, where she pulled him into an embrace against her chest.

"That was so good!" Wendy said happily as she pulled him away from her soft chest and held him up to her eye-height. "How about you?"

"You could use more practice," he said.

"Ahhhh!" Wendy scrunched up her eyes. "I'm sorry!"

He laughed at that, undisturbed by his current state. "Don't be! That's an invitation for more," he told her.

"Ah... what?"

"What he's saying," Vella interrupted, "is that he's more than willing to make love to you again. Magic or no," she added.

"Really!?!?!" Wendy looked excited at the prospect. "Like, right now?"

Keith chuckled. "I mean, sure?"

She kissed him. Sloppily. Messily. He returned in the same. They had a lot of fun.