Quinn read the message on her phone for the fourth time. Her heart raced again. Her palms were hot, she felt her cheeks redden. She put her phone back down and tried to go back to working. But try as she might the details of the local planning dispute she was looking into just wasn't keeping her attention.

Five minutes later she was reading it again.

Hi Quinn

Hope you are well. A random idea for you. Have a last minute booking for a show this weekend and Lisa is scheduled to be a little tied up. So if you were still curious about being an assistant for real and are free at the weekend, let me know 

Matt

Three little sentences had sent her whole world upside down. It was 6 weeks since she had volunteered as a part of Matt and Lisa's show and she just couldn't get the experience out of her mind. So here she was, Quinn, the fiercely independent ace reporter, constantly fighting to be taken seriously despite her youth and good looks, fantasising about being on stage in a bikini.

Hi Matt

All good here thanks. I cannot deny I am intrigued, if a little nervous. What has happened to Lisa ? What would I need to do?"

Quinn

It was another five minutes before she pressed send, but then it was done. The genie was out of the bottle, and as she walked back to the subway to head home she couldn't help wondering if her life would ever be the same again.






"Hi Matt it's Quinn. I am dropping by to pick up a costume for tomorrow like you suggested".

"Hi, I will buzz you in".

Quinn walked into the non descript warehouse as soon as the door clicked open. It was full of trunks and crates neatly arranged on racking, rails of clothes and outfits and here and there boxes and props which she recognised as part of a magic show. She took a deep breath and rounded a corner seeing Matt at a large desk.

"Hey thanks for coming over Quinn, I thought if we had a chance to get together before Saturday it might help you relax a little?"

"Hi. Sure, well I need the outfit anyway. I will be a lot less nervous once I know what the tricks will be."

"Well we will start with some close up stuff then two big illusions to finish with. Its all easy, I will lay out the stuff we need for the sleight of hand so all you have to do is work your way along the line of props. And the illusions, well they can be a surprise." Matt smiled a smile that Quinn felt should make her nervous. Instead she felt even more excited. 

"Ok I guess. But. I know some of . This is. Look I know some of your shows are pretty near the knuckle. I am no prude but I am a bit worried that things might go too far."

"A surprised assistant adds a lot of intensity to the show, the audience feel much more involved if they can see there is some real suspense and edge to things. Don't worry I have a knack for making sure things are at the limit. Or not too far over anyway. Lisa will tell you that I am sure".

"Where is Lisa?  I thought she was your full time assistant?"

"Oh she is, its just that we have sort of become double booked. Happens occasionally. So I though of you ...."

"i , er. " Quinn blushed " I don't know if I am as brave as Lisa .."

"Quinn don't worry, I promise you will be going home in one piece" 






Quinn looked at the costumes hanging in the corner of the warehouse. Matt had explained that she would need two outfits, and selected two sets for her to choose from. She looked around. It seemed Matt and Lisa didn't feel the need for a proper changing room but the far corner of the warehouse was equipped with a make up bench and mirror, cozy flooring plus a much larger mirror on the wall and was better lit than most the building. Plus being two of three turns away from the desk area it seemed private enough.

Looking at the scraps of fabric leather and glitter that were hanging on the racking Quinn felt her face flush once more. A part of her was so annoyed at wanting to do this. About getting excited by this. How could she be contemplating something that many of her friends would consider exploitative. Misogynistic even. And yet . Her heart raced with the thought of walking onto the stage in that bikini. Of people staring in awe and wonderment as they examined her after the trick. And that was without the feeling of the blades . So terrifying, so erotic.

Quinn's eye was drawn back to one costume in particular. A white bustier, stiff, plunging at the front, low at the back. Black briefs. Fishnets. Thigh high black boots in shiny patent leather. Finished with a mock collar and bow tie. Quinn couldn't believe it. Could she really go on stage in a sexually charged Zatanna outfit?

"If you see something you like try it on....."

Quinn looked around nervously. She felt self conscious despite being all alone bar an oddly familiar mannequin spread across one shelf.

"In for a penny...." 

Quinn kicked off her shoes then wriggled out of her jeans. Taking a deep breath she pulled her top over her head shaking her long brown hair back into place as she threw it to the t shirt to the floor. She glanced at herself in the mirror then looked back at the outfit, reminding herself it was her choice. It was no good, she admitted and reached back to unclasp her bra. A few seconds later her thong had joined it in the heap on the floor.

Now the fun part. Quinn took a deep breath and perched on the edge of a stool. Next she bent over to carefully roll the fishnets up first one long leg then the other. The coarse hosiery felt unfamiliar on her tanned legs but seemed to fit impeccably. Sliding the black panties on next she paused to look in the mirror and check everything was lined up.It did, the fit was made to measure. Boots next, she figured bending over would be easier without the figure hugging white top. A few wriggles and tugs and the boots were in place and zipped up. She couldn't resist a twirl in front of the mirror. They looked amazing. Glassy gloss finish, spray on fit, killer heels. The white top was a bit more of a struggle, but the effort was worth it. Once again the fit was perfect. Tight on the waist leaving a generous slash of flesh on view above her black briefs, low at the back, daring v shaped plunge to the front setting off the generous push up cleavage it produced.

"Oh my god, you will kill someone in than outfit. Quinn you look amazing. " Matt grinned as she walked back to the office area.

Quinn blushed and smiled coyly. In truth she wasn't feeling coy at all, she felt awesome, she felt an unfamiliar power was surging through her.

"While you get used to your new look I will just get Lisa ready for her assignment this weekend " 

"She's here ?" 

"Sure I will go get her"

Moments later Matt returned with Lisa following behind, grinning wildly as she drunk in Quinns appearance, apparently totally unconcerned to be be quite naked herself.

"Hey Quinn, welcome to the team. You look to die for!"

"Er thank, Lisa, I. I must admit i didn't realise you were here." Quinn looked at Lisa for a second longer, she had a nagging feeling...

"You will get used to it honey" Lisa grinned and offered no further explanation. "looking forward to the show ? "

"I er, I guess. Yes. Excited. Nervous, bit worried that I don't really know what will happen".

"But trust me that's part of the fun. I never know what's in store for me." 

"I don't think I am as brave as you Lisa, I get the idea you have done some things..."

"You have no idea. Maybe I will tell you some stories some time. But don't worry. Matt will mess with your mind and give you a wild ride but he won't actually do anything you would hate. Although sometimes he knows that before you".

"He seems to love stringing you along Lisa, I couldn't believe he didn't just put you back together at the end of the show last month"

"Sweetie I am not even sure what restored is any more".

Quinn looked non plussed.  "I don't understand" 

"I will tell you sometime, lets just say i spend more time in magic than out." Lisa chuckled as Quinn's draw dropped. "Don't worry I am not some sort of prisoner. I love it. But you can trust Matt to know that what presses my buttons won't necessarily work for you. Relax. "

Quinn's introduction into Matt and Lisa's strange world was interrupted by Matt returning pushing a prop into the  clear area near to the door of the warehouse.

"Ready Lisa ? "

"As I will ever be" Lisa grinned. "I suppose asking what for is...."

"Pointless yes.... I think you will have fun though."

"You would"

Quinn smiled. The affection and respect between the pair was more than evident and it was hard to see Lisa as exploited when she seemed so happy and enthusiastic.

"That doesn't look like any stage trick I have ever seen " Quinn wondered out loud.

"Stage tricks are only part of the fun " Lisa explained with a grin. "not even the main part to be honest ".

"Lisa wanna hop on up".

Lisa climbed up onto the dolly that Matt had brought the prop over on. It comprised a simple triangular metal frame on a small base. 

"Actually Quinn, you are dressed as the magician here, wanna help out ? I know you love to try and see how its done.."

Quinn paused and then grinned

"In for a penny" 

Matt has Lisa climb onto the dolly and then stand astride an inverted V shape metal frame mounted on the platform. Quinn was shocked to realise that with the apex of the frame firmly in Lisa's most sensitive areas the assistant was pretty much on tip toes.

"Helluva view" Lisa grinned as she looked down watching Quinn secure and lock a tight metal strap around each ankle and thigh in turn. Quinn made a note to be careful if she had to bend down in this outfit in the show ...

As Quinn stepped back to admire her handiwork with the restraints Matt returned with an odd box. It was square, but only a little more than a foot deep and made of glass with a slender metal frame. With a grunt he balanced it with a corner on one knee. Quinn was trying to figure out what the trick might be when to her surprise matt opened the glass box a bit like a book. With a bit of effort Matt had lined the prop up and closed it around Lisa. One pointed corner met the apex of the metal frame securing the bound assistants legs, a cut out in the edge accommodating her waist tightly. The top corner closed equally snugly around Lisa's neck and two holes allowed her arms to exit the upper sides.

It was quite a sight. Lisa's lovely naked body enclosed in a crystal clear diamond. Quinn was just wondering how on earth the cut outs were such a good fit when Matt retrievled a second seemingly identical box this time laying on a trolley.

"Don't panic " Matt grinned as Quinn took an involuntary step back "Its not for you. Its a bit heavy So I will start this..."

Quinn took a few more steps back and watched open mouthed as Matt lined the new box up with  the back of Lisa's clear box. With a bit of wiggling and a shove the new box slid smoothly into the back of the trick with a slow damped motion. It was clearly impossible and Quinn was so enthralled, so puzzled she nearly missed Matts next instruction.

"Ok if you can catch the front.."

Quinn looked and looked again. Then it hit her. The original glass diamond containing most of Lisa was being pushed forward out the front of the trick. With a start she moved forward to support it and a few seconds later found herself holding an awkward glass diamond containing a sexy naked torso. 

"Cool "

Quinn couldn't quite believe Lisa's relaxed grin. She was somehow holding the Lisa's body in a clear box, while her arms legs and head sprouted impossibly from an empty glass box which now completed the prop she was locked in. Quinn put the box she was holding down on a bench and stared at it wordlessly. The sensuous curves and light tan were definitely Lisa. The full but perky breasts were rising and falling softly with each breath. Pulling herself together Quinn shook her head  and walked over to inspect what was left of Lisa . She touched a thigh and a bicep gingerly then peered through the glass  . 

"I . How. I don't believe it  " 

Lisa grinned while Matt watched on with a wry smile 

"You will get used to it, to a degree" 

"I , er , what happens now ? "

By way of an answer Matt carried out a table which seemed to be missing a section of its top. A few moments later Quinn found herself inspecting a long dining table . Most the finely finished surface was highly polished oak, but a two foot square section in the centre has a clear glass inlay displaying an apparently living female torso. 

"Lisa's appearing at a very special dinner tomorrow evening in Connecticut  ....fund managers and the like you know .... " 

With a flourish solely for Quinn Matt taped the centre of the empty box which had replaced his assistants torso. There was a soft fizz and a little smoke. As it cleared Quinn could't quite beleived her eyes. The central void was now filled with water and a small selection of brightly coloured tropical fish.

"Well parts of her are, the rest is on a stand at a aquarium in Brooklyn....."






Quinn drove home, her costumes in a bag on the passenger seat. She was finding it real hard to concentrate on the traffic, what on earth would tomorrow bring ...