The start of what might be a new series if people like it. @DarkDivaMagic and @cassie-nova21 meet and who knows where their adventures will go?



As ever set in a world where magic is real and enjoyable.

Cassie checked herself in the mirror one last time. Her red locks were tamed, make up on point and her little black dress was all in place. No excuses to delay heading to the work event any longer.

Much as she loved her job Cassie hated these “team building” events. Whether it was some sort of adventure training, a trip to something suitably cultural or just drinks she preferred to keep work and fun quite separate.

Tonight didn’t sound any more promising, a vaudeville night apparently. She thought it sounded like it could be excruciating, second rate side show acts and cheap Prosecco sprang to mind. Oh well best get it over with she figured then she could get on with her weekend and some real fun.

Climbing out of her Uber carefully smoothing down her short dress Cassie made her way through the lobby of the venue. She had to admit she was a little surprised. The area had been decked out with “sideshow” style exhibits and they were much better done than she had expected. She had passed a bearded lady and the beard really didn’t look fake at all, but the corset top stockings and suspenders the performer was wearing revealed plenty of very feminine flesh. It was a puzzle.

Moving along Cassie passed a guy swallowing swords and other unlikely items, and a body builder covered entirely with tattoos who were to be honest a bit dull. The next “attraction” did throw Cassie a bit. On a normal looking table was a jar, filled with water or something clear and sealed. Inside was the head of a pretty blonde. Cassie looked and looked again  it was so realistic. It was the best fake or mannequin head she had ever seen. Peering even closer she nearly jumped out of her skin when the decapitated girl seemed to blink, smile then blow her a kiss. Cassie looked around to check if anyone had seen her jump then and hurried along.

The first part of the show had been as dull as she had feared. She and her colleagues sat round one of many big tables entertaining themselves by being slightly rude about the singer, not laughing at the comedian and laughing quite a bit at the mind reader whose act had gone a bit sideways.

“I think I am going to make an escape” Cassie announced. She checked her phone, she still had time to catch up with some friends at the bar back in town if she was quick.

“Aww come on” said Jed from accounts. “The bar here is free all night and there is only one more act then the music starts”.

“Besides the final act is that magician that was all over Instagram last month. Really good actually and you said you liked that crap!” Becky from marketing added. “ Have another mojito”.

Slightly against her better judgement Cassie settled back and took a big sip of her fresh drink.  Although she would never admit it out loud she had always had a bit of a thing about magic acts. The outfits, the girl locked in a box.. her mind wandered for a moment before the lights dimmed and the final act came out on stage.

“Ladies and gentlemen thank you for the warm welcome, my name is Lisa and I will be hoping to keep you entertained for the last part of tonight’s show”.

Cassie found herself leaning forward in her seat a little. She really hadn’t expected a female magician. Perhaps things were about to get interesting after all.  Lisa the magician had certainly captured her attention. The performer was a tall brunette. Her chestnut hair was pulled back into a pony tail and her ability to catch the eye was certainly not harmed by her wearing just a brief red bikini which struggled to contain her dynamite figure.

Lisa’s first few minutes on stage involved a couple of sleight of hand tricks which the magician was quick to point out were much harder given her lack of sleeves. Cassie was just starting to wonder whether not escaping before the last round had been a mistake after all when things took an unexpected turn.

“…sadly not well this evening, but we can continue with the show if perhaps there is a young lady in the audience willing to help out with the last two tricks?”

“Hey Cassie, you should go up.. you like this stuff you said”

“Er . What? No way Jed, make a spectacle of myself in front of you lot. Its bad enough Brian from logistics staring at me every time I go to the copier as it is”

“Oh come on, you are one of the hottest girls in the whole company”



“I am sure you mean most accomplished colleagues” Cassie snapped back with a little more venom than she meant. But she blushed a little despite herself.



By now nearby tables had noticed the commotion and when Cassie looked up Lisa was striding out into the room towards them.



“Oh no no no”.

“Seems like we have our volunteer!” Lisa beamed and took Cassie’s hand. “Come on up”.

Given the loud cheers around the room Cassie felt she had little choice to follow the bikini clad performer, blushing furiously.  So against all the odds she found herself dodging between tables packed with work colleagues out into the spotlight.

“Whats your name hun?”

“I, er, I, Cassie”. Her answer was almost drowned out in the cheers from her alleged friends.

“Have you ever assisted a magician before Cassie?”

“I, what? No, of course not”.

“OK well this should be great fun then!”

Lisa led a still nervous Cassie to the centre of the stage. Despite the spotlight Cassie couldn’t help checking out the magician’s amazing figure as she followed.  Cassie thought she had an OK body but she couldn’t imagine wearing so little in public like that. She wore more to the beach!

Waiting for them centre stage was vaguely familiar looking set up. Two trestles about six feet apart with a narrow board between them about waist height. There was a black velvet cloth covering the board.

“Now all I need you to do Cassie is kick off your shoes, climb on there and lay back”.

Cassie gulped and blushed again. She paused for a second pondering how best to comply with some dignity. In the end she walked to the far side of the bench and sat in the centre with her back facing the audience. Then keeping her legs carefully together swung herself up and round and laid back trying to appear calm. She was specifically not to looking out into the small crowd but it seemed pretty clear her colleagues were loving her predicament.

In truth she was far from calm. The board was much more flimsy than she had expected and rather narrow. She starred up at the lighting gantry above the stage as Lisa carried on with her act.

For her part Lisa couldn’t believe her luck, a drop dead gorgeous volunteer and a very enthusiastic crowd. It was going to be a very good night. She checked Cassie was straight on the narrow board then placed the volunteer’s arms across her chest.  She then wrapped the cloth up over Cassie covering her from neck to thigh.

“So Cassie have you ever felt light, like you could float maybe?”

Cassie laughed nervously. “Of course not”, although she like most everyone else had already guessed the trick.

“OK Cassie I am going to count to three and when I do you will sleep…..one..two…three”.

Cassie wanted to laugh at the corny idea she would be entranced so easily, but when Lisa’s soft sultry voice got to three she lost all sense of time and place, her mind wandering in a fuzzy cloud of warm slightly sensual feelings. It was like the cosiest most satisfying nap she had ever had.

Lisa moved elegantly towards Cassie’s feet end and without further explanation slid the trestle out and moved it away. As expected Cassie didn’t move, as if supported by thin air.

“I guess lots of you are thinking that theres a trick with the board here?” Lisa moved towards Cassie’s head, trailing a hand up her leg and over her cloth covered body as she did so.

“Well thats not it …..” Lisa reached under and pulled the board away, leaving Cassie apparently supported only by the trestle under her head. There were enthusiastic applause as Lisa waved over and crawled under Cassie’s still form to show there were no hidden supports. As the applause died down she moved to Cassie’s head, tidying a few strands of red hair tenderly.

“If you think that is hard to explain …”

Lisa knelt and carefully grasped the second trestle. With a few gentle tugs and wiggles she moved the support clear from under Cassie’s head, leaving the redhead apparently floating in space with no support whatsoever.

Barely waiting for the fresh round of applause to die down Lisa gave her sleeping volunteer a quick kiss on the cheek then a gentle push. Cassie glided smoothly towards the front of the stage coming to a halt floating several feet above the front row of tables. Lisa wriggled her fingers and Cassie drifted slowly back to the main stage. Reaching out she grabbed the cloth she had wrapped around her helper.

“And just in case anyone thinks there was something tricksy about the cloth or outfit..”

Lisa tugged on the cloth, pulling it clear of her volunteer with a flourish. There were huge applause and more than a few wolf whistles as the cover cleared Cassie, revealing that not only was the cloth not part of the trick but that Cassie’s conservative dress had vanished and she was now wearing only  the tiniest black bikini imaginable, which was clearly struggling to contain Cassie’s rather alluring curves.

Lisa waved her fingers one more time and Cassie drifted a little closer. Reaching out her hands she guided Cassie in close then steered her into a standing position.

“Wake..”

“Whar .. What the ? Where … Hey!”

Cassie looked around wide eyed trying to figure out what on earth was going on and what had happened to generate the applause and indeed wolf whistles. It took several seconds for her to figure out why she felt odd. As the fog cleared from her mind she looked out, down and around.

‘What the ?What’s happ… Where are my clothes?”

The crowd laughed, cheered and wolf whistled as Cassie wrapped an arm around her chest to try and cover a little more of herself.

Lisa, ignoring her assistant’s protests, was already bringing out the next prop.

“We just made you look more like the talented assistant you proved to be” she smiled.

The compliment totally passed Cassie by. She was blushing furiously, looking out she could see work colleagues she recognised. And there she was in the spotlight wearing a tiny bikini that she felt in imminent danger of spilling out of as she thought to control her slightly panicky breathing. Despite all that there was a mischievous voice in the back of her head telling her she didn’t hate the attention.

Meanwhile Lisa had finished preparing her next effect.

“So Cassie as you have been such a hit, how about you help out with the next trick too?”

Cassie’s immediate reaction was to yell “No way” and run for cover until she could find out what had happened to her dress and get decent. But her eyes caught the box, and then there was something about Lisa’s soft tones and hot body that caused a disturbance deep inside. “It’s not like everyone hasn’t had a good eyeful already”, she mumbled to herself. After a few deep breathes she smiled, nodded and walked over to the box as gracefully as she could manage.

As the fresh round of applause and whistling died down Cassie had a moment to get a good look at the box. It was horizontal and a bit shorter than her, finished in metallic silver. It seemed to be in three sections, each with a hole in the centre of the side she could see. It all rested in a low table on wheels. As she moved closer Lisa opened three lids to open up the top of the box.

“Now all I need you to do is hop in..”

Before she had really had a chance to wonder why, or consider the fact she had no idea what was about to happen Cassie complied. Taking Lisa’s hand she took a big step up and into the box. Once in Lisa directed her a little and Cassie found herself lying down in the strange contraption. It was a snug fit for her shoulders and her head stuck out one end, whilst her ankles and feet protruded from the other.

“Just to confirm Cassie you are not a professional magician’s assistant?” Lisa was lowering the lids closing Cassie in.

“Of course not” laughed Cassie as Lisa added an end to the box which had two small holes in trapping the volunteer’s ankles in place.

“And you have no idea what will happen next ?” Lisa continued adding an end piece which fitted snugly over Cassie’s neck.

“Not a clue, though I am starting to wonder if it wouldn’t have been wise to find out before I got in this thing!”

“Possibly” Lisa smiled enigmatically.

Cassie wriggled a little inside the strange box. It was a much tighter fit than she had expected. Her shoulders touched each side, her hips were close to doing the same and the unfinished wood on the inside of the lid was pushing down down quite hard on her bikini top, meaning shallow breaths were in order. She really wasn’t far off not fitting at all.  Any chance of giving more thought to the coincidence of being so close in size to Lisa’s regular assistant was cut off by the show going on.

Lisa spun the box around slowly so the audience could  all sides then had Cassie poke her hands through the holes in the sides of the centre section. Cassie waved, feeling slightly more relaxed now she was covered up and kind of enjoying herself.

“Now the fun can begin…”



Without further explanation Lisa started to push on the end of the box with Cassie’s feet sticking out. Cassie felt odd right away, her knees hit the top of the box in moments but the pressure continued and her legs soon felt very strange indeed. Lisa kept pushing steadily.

“Cassie can you tuck you hands in for a few moments please?”

Cassie did as she was asked and waved as she pulled her hands inside the box. Lisa kept on pushing and then there was a gentle thud as the third section of the box came to a rest having completely vanished into the centre one.

“How do you feel Cassie ? You can wave again now!”

Cassie smiled weakly and waved as Lisa spun the box once more. In truth she wasn’t quite sure how she felt. She was clearly still in the box but she felt much more crammed in.  Being wheeled around in the box for inspection was a strange experience too.

 Lisa stood at the head end of the box and once again began to push. The section slid towards the middle as before and once again Cassie withdrew her hands for a few moments. From her point of view this time the change was much more dramatic. She really felt as if she was being squeezed into a way too small box. That was obviously silly but she felt herself press against the rough timber and parts of her that didnt normally meet seemed to be clamped together. Whatever the trick was exactly and how it was working, it was beyond her.

After another gentle thud announced that the next phase was complete Cassie pushed her hands out and waved once more. Lisa walked a slow circle with the table, showing off from all angles that the box was now nothing more than a cube around 18 inches a side and yet Cassie’s head with her smiling face, waving hands and wriggling feet were all still clearly visible.

Lisa clasped Cassie’s hand and then reached around and ran a finger down the sole of her feet as the crowd went wild. Cassie growled and her feet writhed frantically. Clearly having someone they knew in the box meant the trick landed much better.

“Now I know what you are all thinking, there is something fishy with the table, right ? Cassie is all folded up underneath.”

Cassie wasn’t sure she was thinking that at all, she was starting to wonder if  she hadn’t  somehow been crushed down to fit into the much smaller box, crazy as that sounded even in her own head. What she wasn’t expecting was for Lisa to lift the box up, as if it weighed no more than a few pounds, and wave it over her head.

Cassie closed her eyes, it felt so weird to be shaken around. But it did rather leave her unable to think of an explanation as to what had just happened other than she really was crammed into a tiny box. Before she had had a chance to digest the thought and her grip on her own reality Lisa’s next words shocked Cassie to attention.

“Obviously a lot of you know Cassie, so to make sure that everyone is certain it really is her here in this little box I am gonna let everyone check her out up close.”

It took a moment for the words to sink in.

“What? What do you ? No no no no way you can’t just pass me around like a paperweight !”

Realising that her protests were generating more laughs than sympathy Cassie fell silent and smile and waved half heartedly as Lisa carried her to the first table to more applause.

“Ladies and gentlemen you have been an amazing audience. Thats the end of the show, the disco starts in a few minutes and the bar is open till two am. Enjoy the rest of your night. Thank you and good night!”

Cassie spent the rest of the evening being passed from table to table. After the initial shock she was embarrassed to admit she rather enjoyed the attention. People of course wanted to know if she was in on the trick and how it was done. A few were a bit handsy and there were a couple of tables that she would have happily not been left at, but overall she found she had most people eating out of her hand so to speak. She explained over and over that she wasn’t in on the act and she had no idea how it was done either.

Finally the music wound down and it seemed many of Cassie’s friends and colleagues had left. She was on a table near the back of the room with some guys from head office she didn’t recognise. She had been there some time and they seemed to have lost interest in her, leaving her to worry about what had happened to Lisa.

As she lay helplessly on the table amongst the empty glasses and the like, Cassie was trying to make sense of the evening. Much as her few minutes in the spotlight had been more of a guilty pleasure than she would ever care to admit, Cassie was more than ready to be let out and go home. It made no sense that an illusion should seem real to her as well as the audience but she did feel constrained, wedged in even. She was trying not to think about what might happen if the magician did not reappear, she sure as hell did not want to be left as she was.

“Hi guys, I think I better rescue Cassie here don’t you?”

“Aw come on now Lady, we all know she’s not really in there.”

Cassie was about to point out she was starting to be pretty sure she damn well was, but never got a chance.

“Cassie and I will bet you a thousand dollars we can convince you that its all her in that box”



“What ?  We will ? How are”



“Deal, but this better be good .”

“Hey, what the, how ??”

Cassie was just trying to form the words need to fully express her doubts when Lisa reached behind one of the guys ears and seemed to pull out a red ball. Cassie blinked in astonishment, she was embarrassed to admit she recognised the ball gag all too well.

“Trust me hun, quickest five hundred bucks we will ever make! “ Lisa whispered conspiratorially.

Cassie started to form a fresh protest but Lisa was too quick and had the ball gag popped in place in moments, and buckled tightly a blink of an eye later.

“You know fellas, I don’t think this the first time our Cassie here has worn one of these bad boys!”

“MMmmmph” Cassie moaned, blushing furiously.

“So boys if we take this panel from the front here , what would you expect to see inside if Cassie is indeed truly in there ?” Lisa purred innocently .

It took Cassie a few seconds to register. Once the penny had dropped she cried out into the gag, but between the damned red ball and her panic nothing intelligible escaped. She gave up, still blushing furiously, and watched with a growing sense of horror as Lisa removed a figure of eight kind of shaped panel from the top of the box Cassie had been calling home for the last couple of hours. As she had feared as soon as the panel was freed her boobs popped out, free of their confinement.

As the remaining people from the party gathered round, Cassie realised Lisa wasn’t quite done. She had retrieved a pair of scissors from who knows where and with a couple of snips and a tug had bared Carrie’s breasts, which seemed to have gained a size or more with all the squeezing. Carrie whimpered into the  gag as twenty or so people crowded round to check out her enforced topless display. She didn’t think she could blush more but once she realised just how hard her treacherous nipples appeared she managed it.

“Ladies and gentlemen please feel free to check out the goods!”

Once again Cassie gasped into the gag. She really couldn’t believe she was being passed around like a parcel for a bunch of men and women, some of whom she knew, to feel up her tits. It was like a nightmare. And yet. The feeling of helplessness. The attention. The fingers on her boobs. She took a breath and tried to work up the indignation she felt she should be feeling. All the while trying to ignore an altogether conflicting sensation building inside her!



Lisa passed the small package round from person to person until everyone had satisfied themselves the sexy orbs of flesh out the front of Cassie’s box were indeed warm, live and very real. For her part, Cassie was ashamed to admit she was feeling more than a little turned on. So many buried kinks and denied fantasies bubbling to the surface. What was wrong with her? How had Lisa known she would react like this ?

Finally the last of the guests headed out and Lisa set Cassie back down on the table, removing the gag.

“Be honest you enjoyed that didn’t you?”

“I er, I “ Cassie was blushing furiously again.

“You really are a natural you know. You could be an assistant for real..”



Lisa counted out five hundred dollars and slid them into Cassie’s up turned cleavage.

“I. I couldn’t do this. I mean . I have a job, a career even.”

Lisa leaned in and smothered Cassie’s protests with a long hard kiss.

“Just think about it, we could be magic together…..”

Lisa walked off into the wings leaving Cassie gasping, heart racing. Despite curiosity she had never kissed another woman before. What a night. Then it hit her

“Lisa? Lisa! How do I get out of here ? “