"Wow boss, you really take me to all the most exotic locations ". Matt chuckled as her steered the SUV through the mall car park towards the large electrical store that Lisa knew was today's client. As was often the case that was about all she did know. "What would you do if you had an assistant who didn't like surprises" she asked, to herself as much as to Matt.

"Get a new assistant I guess" Matt replied. Lisa's next question died on her lips.

Lisa decided to change the subject and soon they were parked and in the huge super store inspecting the makeshift performace area that had been cleared just inside the doors between the stacks of blu ray players and sound systems. In the far corner a huge wall of tvs flashed and blinked, while much of the other side was filled with refrigerators, cookers and rows and rows of other uninteresting white boxes.

 Matt was conferring with the store manager about something so Lisa took the bag she'd been given and headed to a spare office where she had been told she could change and await her cue. Pondering that it made a change to get an outfit at all, much less time to change and the like, Lisa started to rummage. Perhaps outfit was overselling. Aside from some make up and hair essentials the bag held a pair of very high strappy heels in red, with a similarly red bikini. The bottoms were a a tiny thong style with a tie over each hip and the top was mostly string with a couple of small triangles which looked like they would be barely able to contain her boobs. Sighing, Lisa touched up her hair and make up and changed into the minimal outfit and sat to wait for her moment to arrive. 

Matt finished his final sleight of hand trick to the small crowd of passersby that had gathered just inside the store. Nodding to acknowledge the smattering of applause Matt announced

"And now for some real magic. Ladies and gentlemen boys and girls please welcome my lovely assistant LISA !"

Lisa strode out towards the front of the store, feeling somewhat exposed in the everyday crowd. It was far from the least she had worn in public but. The heels were tricky enough to walk in to take her mind off further contemplation about the appropriateness of the bikini. Matt meanwhile was readying a prop. As usual Lisa could not make head nor tail of it. As she completed her surprisingly long walk she could see that it was a box on legs, set maybe waist high, and about 2ft square. It looked a bit too small for her if she was honest. Ominously it had 5 holes in the front. She sure hoped Matt knew what hew was doing , there were kids in the crowd.

"Now folks as you can see there are no tricks or trapdoors in Lisa's costume". Polite chuckles. "Or in the store floor here. You can all see all the way round, no suspicous black curtains." Matt opened the front of the box. " Now this is gonna be a tight squeeze. Lisa if you could slip off your shoes then sit up in the box there".

Lisa nodded and backed towards the box whose front was open like a door. She bent over a bit and perched her butt awkwardly on the base of the box, and scooted back a bit bending a bit more as she shuffled in. Still puzzled and not knowing what to do next until Matt explained to the growing crowd she tried not to pop out of her skimpy top as she wriggled back and in . Matt moved closer and rotated the box a little so it was at 45 degrees to the bulk of the viewers, and closed the front door part way, leaving a view into the box through the part closed door. He then directed Lisa to lift her legs and carefully thread them through the pair of holes in the top corners of the door. Lisa flushed wondering what she was flashing as she grabbed each thigh in turn and pulling it up to her shoulder managed to push each foot out the hole indicated . Matt locked each protruding ankle in place as soon as it appeared. Feeling far from lady like Lisa was releived when Matt closed the the door the rest of the way and more wriggling and sliding allowed her to shove her head through the single hole in the dead centre of the door and her hands out the two in the bottom corner. She was now kind of pinned to the baxck of the box by her own knees pressing against her shoulders. Each emerging body part was duly secured as before.

"OK now we know a couple of new things about Lisa folks. As well as being very pretty she is very flexible. And shes not going anywhere for now!" Lisa smiled and waved her arms and feet to emphasise just how trapped she was. 

"Now folks you could see she didnt have a lot of room in there, and you know from what you saw and from the size of the box there were no hidden assistants or false limbs in the box with her. So you have to ask yourself, how on earth she can do ... this ...."

Matt took the door and twisted. The door somehow rotated 90 degrees so while Lisa's puzzled head and face stayed still she now had one hand and one foot at the top and one hand and one foot at the bottom. Wiggling proved the hands and feet to be real and indeed that the left and right sides were being swapped , no bad plastic fakes to be seen. Another twist and then another followed then a fourth bringing everything back to its starting place. The rapidly growing crowd were now very interested, clapping loudly.

"What's even more puzzling is ..... this"

Lisa struggled to look up and round as Matt moved to the back of the box. He pressed hard on the back and bizarrely the back of the box moved shrinking the box till it was maybe only 6 inches deep. Lisa gasped as if the breath was being knocked out of her, but to the audience's amazement, Matt hadn't finished.  Pressing the palms of both hands down on the top of the box he shoved again and once again the box and presumably Lisa yielded. There were gasps as the box shrunk downwards... shorter and shorter. As Lisa's hands met her ankles they moved inwards and soon the box was  reduced to being a bar two feet long  and just 6 inches wide and deep. From the front Lisa's left foot, left hand. face, right hand and right foot still protruded, still secured in place. Matt finished the amazement of all by lifting the box from its table so people could see all around it. He walked to one side towards a display for sound docks . He nodded and a couple of store staff moved the display speakers from the glass shelf ad Matt smiled and placed Lisa there instead, The sign over her box read Please try me out.

"OK folks we are gonna take a short break while we set up our final trick for today. Just a reminder those speakers are $50 off during the show. Please feel free to examine the display and Lisa there to be sure she is quite real....."

Lisa spent the next hour being tweaked and tickled and chatted to, thankfully under the watchful eye of a couple of store staff. She had never before felt at risk of being shoplifted ! She had utterly lost track of what bits of her body were where really. All she knew is that it felt like every single part of her seemed to be touching either the inside of the box or another unexpected part of herself. As a result every wiggle and tweak was generating some very non family show friendly sensations in unexpected locations.

It was a bit of a relief then when Matt reappeared. Lisa shot him a please can you get me out of here glance, which as she expected generated nothing more than an enigmatic smile. 

He did a few tricks with balloons and making a melon appear behind a young girl's head before turning his attention to Lisa. With barely a pause he covered her truncated form with a black cloth, wheeling it away in a swirl of glitter to show Lisa and her box had disappeared from the shelf. A split second later there was a squeal and a thump from a display of washing machines 50 yards to the left and a slightly surprised looking Lisa climbed carefully out of the closest machine, being very careful not to part company with any of her tiny outfit as she did.

Walking back to the performance area she watched Matt arrange the next prop. It looked a lot like some shop shelves. Two sets of uprights about 6ft high and 4 ft apart. Two horizontal shelves not much deeper than Lisa. No front side or back. Set on a black base about 2ft tall, itself on castors by the looks.Tic tac toe she wondered ? As she got closer she saw that the centre of each shelf had an oval cut out so it was no surprise when Matt directed her to climb in. Stepping up onto the base and threading herself in she soon found herself in the open frame, one shelf fitting tight under her boobs the other just above her knees. Matt asked her to set her feet about shoulder width apart and soon she found her feet locked to the base. He then asked her to stretch her arms out to her sides along the top of the upper shelf and then locked each wrist in place too.