Lisa paused for a second as stage hand dressed all in black dragged one of the female members of audience out of a side door. "Just give Bella a few moments, she's not feeling so good so she's leaving us. Just remember folks as the first person to bail she has to carry out a forfeit at the end of the show, as per your ticket agreement.........."

The stage hand returned pushing a metal gurney into the beam of light in the centre of the room. Lisa looked around, a few of her customers looked pretty shaken after Jean's contribution. On the bare metal surface of the gurney was a pretty brunette, short with a curvy figure.  She was naked bar a metal collar which was chained to the trolley. Another chain pulled tight around her waist held her in place. A ball gag seemed to be doing a fine job of stifling any protests.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, say hello to Natasha ..."

The pretty captive wriggled and squirmed clearly trying to get free.

"She's keen to get on I see"

Lisa grinned and took a black bag from under the gurney. She shook the soft velvety fabric and scrunched it up showing it to be apparently unremarkable. Lisa grabbed a flailing ankle and pulled the bag over it covering it Natasha's bare hip. Holding the ankle down tightly with one hand Lisa rubbed the bag with the other, pressing down hard enough to make Natasha squeal. As the audience members drew closer they realised that as Lisa rubbed the bag was becoming flat. A few seconds later Lisa pulled the bag away and revealed that Natasha's leg had vanished without trace! To all appearances her left leg had never existed, her body ending in a smooth rounded curve at her butt. Even as a couple of people peered under the gurney looking for the trick Lisa covered Natasha's remaining leg. A few seconds more of the massage and she whisked the bag away once more  showing that Natasha's curvy body now extended no further than her butt. The bound girl cried out a muffled no as she struggled to see what was happening to her.

Undeterred Lisa quickly repeated the process with each of Natasha's arms in turn. Again the limbs vanished into the ether. There were no clues that her four limbs had ever existed. Finally Lisa laid the black fabric over Natasha's body, adjusting it so it covered from the base of her generous chest to just above her bare pussy. Ignoring more wails from her assistant she placed one hand over Natasha's head and the other over her genitals. Pushing each end equally the cloth begin to fold up as Natasha got shorter before the amazed onlookers eyes. When Lisa whisked the cloth away one last time there were gaps as Natasha's  truncated form was revealed. Her waist had vanished with her pussy now barely an inch below the base of her breasts. She was a less than two feet tall in total, a sexy bundle of helpless human flesh. 

Lisa unfastened the chains.

"Please feel free to check Natasha out and satisfy yourselves that there is no smoke or mirrors involved.....She makes a lot of noise but you can ignore that..."

For the next few minutes Natasha was lifted and turned touched felt up and groped. As Lisa made for the next set of doors a stage hand dumped the reduced girl unceremoniously into a small wooden crate.