The ongoing adventures of Charlotte, the girl on a mission to experience the most extreme magical predicaments possible.

The drone shot panned around the part complete skyscraper climbing out of the city skyline. The point of view circled the open upper floors, littered with tools, machinery, pipes and supplies then slowly flew into the building along a concrete wall dotted with conduit, plumbing and wires. Finally, it zoomed in on the head of a pretty young woman sprouting incongruously from the grey concrete.

“So, we are back here with Charlotte for a live update. Many of you have been checking in to watch her feeding time and of course the live webcam. The viewing figures have been fantastic thank you!”

“That’s right so let’s talk live to the star of our show, Charlotte, and see how she is coping with day 11 of her task. We also have some questions from viewers wanting to get to know Charlotte a little better..”

The two usual masked presenters moved a little closer to the entombed girl.

“So, Charlotte, how is it going? How do you rate this challenge?”

Charlotte took a deep breath and gathered her thoughts. She wanted to make the answers compelling but honest, that’s what the viewers wanted.

“Its been hard. I am crunched up in here so tight. Of course the magic saves me from sores and cramps and the like but I really can’t move a muscle. It’s still extremely uncomfortable. It gets cold night times for my face and bum. It’s hard to sleep like this anyway. No support for my head. But they are working some nights now so there are a few people about all hours. So even if I drop off I get woken again”.

“Woken?”

Charlotte blushed. She still found it hard to talk about the brazen things she did, had done to her.

“Well, there are several hundred guys on this site, and a few girls of course. I am sure lots have no interest in using me, but plenty do. It’s not usually very long between customers. Obviously, I can’t see who is coming or going at my ass, so the first I know about that is when I feel someone enter me. Otherwise, I try and doze for a few moments then find a dick in my face or get woken with a slap”.

“Miss C from Berlin wants to know which hole is more popular?”

Charlotte blushed again.

“I don’t really keep count, there are so many visitors each day. Dozens? If I had to guess, I would say my mouth. Which is good, I can offer a bit more with my lips and tongue”.

“Mr O from Baku asks how your diet is going?”

“It’s been hard. I get an injection of some nutrient goop into my throat every day. Not sure exactly what’s in it but it keeps me going apparently. It has calories too but that’s been reduced so I have been told on account of my extra …. Inputs. I know that I am being looked after and monitored but its so hard, nothing to taste apart from cum.”

 Charlotte closed her eyes and moaned, then took a deep breath.

“Sorry,...... user ..”

“Mr W from San Antonio and about a thousand others all want to know when you first discovered magic was real ?”

Charlotte winced and gasped, shook her head then composed herself.

“Well that’s quite a long story”

“Its not like you are going anywhere”

Charlotte smiled weakly.

“Well while I was in college, I got a job as a magician’s assistant. It paid better than waiting tables for less hours. And even back then I think the idea of being shut in a box, or being on stage was a bit exciting. I am not even sure I knew what a kink was but it was probably already there”.

“Anyway, to start with it was all very dull. Holding doves, fetching rings. Kid’s parties. Terrible outfits.  And the bookings weren’t really coming. So I nagged the magician to add in something more spectacular. In the end he accepted that something needed to be done and he got a thin model sawing and a compressed prop.”

“But these were still illusions?”

“Oh yeah, I had no idea that there was real magic, like most people really. But it was the start of my journey, I guess. I loved being shut in the boxes as much as I imagined I would. Anyway, it helped a bit, but the show wasn’t really a huge success Looking back he just didn’t have the charisma, or the imagination. But by then I was enjoying the boxes and the attention, being on stage. I didn’t want to lose that. So, I suggested we went after a different market. We took some late-night bookings. I suggested I wore skimpy costumes.”

“That’s quite a leap”.

“Maybe. Looking back I guess I was just trying to keep my role alive. I was shy at first and hoped like hell my family or friends never found out. It still wasn’t enough. Once the novelty wore off the bookings dried up again. I didn’t really have many more clothes to take off by this stage. I was about to give in when this guy stopped me as I was leaving the changing room one night. He said the show wwwwwww ngggghh ah…..sorry the vibe in m mm   mmmmm  ppp mmmm… just went off…. Ok … he said the show was terrible but that I was great and would I like to come and work for him. Turns out he was a magician too! Given the way things were going I think my boss was glad I quit.”



“So the next day I went to the address he had given me. A rough looking warehouse off the interstate. For an interview and try out. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I went in. So many props. Lots I recognised from TV, many more I didn’t. We had a chat, checked a few things, when I could start, when I was free from my studies, that sort of thing. Made it pretty clear it would be an adult show. I think it’s a day I will remember for a long time.”

“He had told me that his tricks were different. And suggested that the best way would be to show me. So, we went to a magic box. A zig zag. First off he had me strip. It wasn’t unexpected I guess but I remember freezing. He was reassuring, less of a slime ball than my first magician for sure. So, I undid my dress, wriggled out of my bra and panties and climbed into the box. I remember thinking it was smaller than I expected. There wasn’t much room to wriggle. He closed the doors up one at a time. Covering me to my thighs, to my shoulders and then my face. I put my hands and feet in the cut outs and pressed my face to the oval. It felt great. He held up the dividers and I remember thinking they looked wide, like it would be hard to move enough to dodge them. He looked into my eyes and lied up the first. Then rammed it home with a thump. I was just trying to protest that I hadn’t moved when I felt the metal on my skin. It hurt like hell, but only for a second. Then I could feel the metal scrape through, and the pain just went. Instead, it felt wonderful. Indescribably good. Moments later three more blades and he was sliding the middle of the box out. I think at first, I was too lost in the sensations to process that I had done nothing to make the trick work. I didn’t really snap out of the daze until he carried that middle section clean across the room and set it on a table. He opened it right up and there was my naked body, from thigh to armpit right across from me. I am ashamed to say I passed out!”

“That’s quite an introduction to the concept that magic can be real, right!”

“It certain…….mmmpphh ohhhhf ….sorry.”

“Are you ok Charli?”

“Sure, I am getting better at having both ends used at once, happens a lot, but when there is someone in my ass and the damned vibe goes off its hard to keep my train of thought.”

“Plenty of close-up action if you sign up to the web cam guys, you can jump from shot to shot and see Charli in action at both ends”.

Charlotte fought to gather her thoughts, although viewers with the webcam subscription could see her rear end was still being used enthusiastically.

“When I finally came to my senses, he explained to me that he can do magic for real. He’s explaining all this while playing with my tits which are literally ten yards away from the rest of me, so I was more than sure the body I could see was me.”

“Amazing, more on those early days next time, but for now Mrs R from Tripoli would like to know which of your challenges so far you have found the hardest?”

“That’s a loaded question” Charlotte smiled shyly “I am just asking for whatever I say to come up more often!”

“Nevertheless…?”



“OK, lets think.  I was put through a wringer to flatten me, then used as a doormat for a week, that was pretty gross!”

The host nodded in agreement and looked up.

“Well Charlotte, we have a lot more questions, and we have to hear the full story of the adult magic show and how that led you to be here, but as there seems to be a bit of queue forming, we will save that for the next episode”



“As you said I am not going an…mmmGGH.. anywhere”



Charlotte smiled weakly as the camera panned out and the shot faded to credits