David's Magic
Accessories Not Included

"For my next illusion, I'll need a beautiful young lady to volunteer."

David surveyed the audience.  Some of his illusions were getting a little old, but when used on a magicianal virgin from the audience, the illusion was like new again.  There was something about the shock and expressions on the volunteer's face that a well rehearsed assistant could never duplicate.

In the first row a blonde raised her hand.  She was perfect.  Shoulder length hair framed a perky nose and face.  Tall and lanky, she wore a tank top and a floor length summer skirt.  

"What is your name?"

"Mandy."

"Is this your husband?  What is your name, sir?"

"Greg"

"Enjoying the show?"

"Yes, very much."

"May I borrow your wife for the night?" The audience laughed and Greg nodded yes.  Mandy stepped up the stairs to join David at center stage.  She smiled and giggled a bit as nerves and stage lights overloaded her senses.

"You have a beautiful smile, but for this illusion I'm afraid we're going to have to cover it.  Do you mind?"  David held up a roll of packing tape.  "It helps muffles the screams."

Mandy and the audience laughed, but David was being honest.  When you picked a volunteer from the audience, you never knew how they'd react and once an illusion was underway, the last think you wanted was for them to change their mind and express it loudly.  

Mandy looked at Greg who gave a palms up gesture universally known as "it's up to you".  Mandy had volunteered because she knew what David did to his assistants and she had been wishing it was her in every illusion tonight.  This is why Greg had surprised her with front row seats to the show.  There was no way she was going to back out now, so she nodded her consent.

David took the roll and applied a strip of packaging tape over her lips.  You could still see her lips and expressions, but as she could no longer speak, her eyes became that much more expressive.

David took her by the hand and said, "That is a beautiful outfit you have on.  Could you give us a twirl?"  David raised his hand and Mandy twirled around, allowing her skirt to blossom out and show her ankles and low heeled sandals.

When they came to a stop, David lowered his arm quickly and a puff of smoke appeared at Mandy's feet.  Before she knew what was happening, she saw her skirt falling to the floor.  When you're on stage in front of a thousand people and your skirt suddenly succumbs to gravity, any girl is going to quickly try to pick it up.  Only she couldn't bend down to reach it.  Her legs had stopped working.

As the audience roared, Mandy realized her legs hadn't simply stopped working, they had disappeared entirely.  There was nothing below her waist other than a stainless steel pole that ran down to a five armed base with caster wheels.  If it wasn't taped, her mouth would have hung open in disbelief.  She looked down as she felt the edge of her waist turn into a flat steel plate.  She reached underneath the flat surface of the plate until she touched the pole.  She was afraid of losing her balance and tipping over, so she drew her hand back up and looked at David with wide eyes and awe.

David grabbed her waist and pushed the wheels out of the skirt and away from her empty sandals.  He again took her by the right hand and slowly walked across the stage, lightly pulling her behind him as the swivel wheels on her base squeaked a little.  Mandy looked around the audience and waved with her left hand as her heart thumped loudly in her ears.  This was surreal.

David made a circle and returned to center stage near the skirt.  As they neared it, Mandy suddenly stopped rolling as David took a few more steps and held up her right hand.  Her hand was frozen in position, as if made of plastic.  Everyone would have doubted it was real if Mandy wasn't now staring in wide eyed disbelief at the stump of her right arm.

She raised her right wrist in front of her face and slowly rotated the end of her arm, staring at the smooth plasticky looking surface where her right hand used to be.  As she was doing this, David walked around her left side and pulled her left arm away.  

Mandy quickly turned her head towards David and started to panic.  This was becoming too much.  The audience could see her trying to breath through her mouth, as the tape pulled in and pushed out.  She twisted her torso and flailed her right stump of an arm around as she became more frantic.  

David nonchalantly walked to her right side and popped the remainder of her right arm away.  Mandy now was an armless torso suspended on a plate that could be wheeled around like a tailor's dummy.  Her shoulders had flat surfaces where her arms were previously attached.  Her arms were now rigid and plastic looking, as you may expect on a mannequin.  David sat these on the floor next to her skirt.

Mandy was now breathing loudly and very wide eyed.  She couldn't feel her arms or her legs but she felt very aroused, as if her entire body was heat.  As David approached, she leaned away as she didn't know what he would do next.  But there was nowhere for her to go, unless someone now wheeled her there.

David walked behind her, reached up, and pulled her blond hair way from her head.  Mandy swung her head around to try to look at David and for the first time in her life, she didn't feel her hair swing against her face.  She was now completely bald and David held what looked like a blonde wig.  He dropped it near her skirt.

David next placed a hand on each side of her head, twisted it 180 degrees, and popped it off.  David turned it to the audience and the audience roared as Mandy's frozen face now smiled out from a bald mannequin’s head.  Mandy's armless, legless, and now headless torso was still breathing on top of the pole.  Her breasts swelled out and in.  David touched her torso, and this stopped as well as her torso took on a plastic sheen.

David tilted her head and casually peeled the tape away from her lips as he invited Greg up onto stage to help with the rest of the illusion.  Greg's hardon was obvious as he tried to conceal it while walking across stage.  David tossed him Mandy's head and said, "Here, hold this."

With free hands, David reached down and lifted the skirt up quickly and high.  It revealed a pair of mannequin legs standing at center stage.  There were slits at each joint in the legs so the mannequin could be posed.  The groin area of the hips was bare and rounded.  

David turned to the torso and lifted off the halter top and removed her bra.  This was trivial now that Mandy lacked arms.  Two large round mounds raised from her torso, each was smooth and featureless.  Casting the clothes aside, he lifted the torso from the base and sat it on the hips.  He then asked Greg to place the head on top.  David then gave Greg the blonde wig, which he placed, and then each arm in turn.  

Lastly, Greg snapped the right hand into position and before him stood his wife.  Well, not exactly.  She was now more a collection of parts, that were hard and plastic.  But he knew she was still in there somewhere.  He didn't believe this was just an illusion.

"Doesn't everyone agree that Mandy has made a great magician's assistant?"  The audience roared.  

"Well, I think she deserves an outfit to match."  A puff of smoke once again appeared at Mandy's feet, leaving her fully dressed as a magician's assistant.  The frozen Mandy stared out at the audience dressed in three inch black heels that perfectly matched the black micro fishnets now covering her legs.   She also wore a black leotard with purple accents that covered her smooth crotch and bosom.  

Two assistants carried out a three by six foot rectangular piece of cardboard.  They placed it behind Mandy and slowly pushed her backwards against it.  There were slots in the cardboard and David, brandishing a handful of zip ties, instructed Greg to secure her to the cardboard.  Greg zip tied her ankles while David secured her wrists and neck.  

A large cardboard box was now lowered from above the stage lights.  David ensured Mandy was lined up with the box as it came down around her.  The front of the box had a section of clear plastic that displayed her head and upper torso.  In large letters, the front of the box proclaimed "Mandy the Magician's Assistant"and "Accessories Not Included".  Mandy smiled blankly through the clear plastic.

David turned to Greg, "If you give your name and room number to the usher, we'll have her delivered shortly after the show.  I encourage you to have some fun.  The restoration instructions are on the back of the box when you two are ready.  Simply make sure all the accessories are attached and say the magic words."

With that, David gave Greg a small wooden box labeled "Accessories" and showed him back to his seat.  Mandy watched Greg from her box, as she was carted off stage.  While she could see and was aware, she couldn't feel any of her body outside of two areas.  She didn't know how that was possible, but it made her feel incredibly hot and horny.  Her entire body was now sensation and tension, and she couldn't wait to be delivered.

Greg sat in his seat and slowly opened the wooden box.  Accessories, huh?  Inside, he found a layer of velvet that held two large areola, each topped by a nipple.  He touched one and they both hardened and perked to attention.  Between the areola rested Mandy's pussy, neatly shaven and almost bubbling with lubrication and arousal.  

His imagination ran wild as he thought of the fun they were going to have after the show.  As he closed the box and slid it into his jacket pocket, he had the idea that Mandy could now easily fit into their luggage.  He could then refund her ticket and they could even join the "mile high club", as the carry case for her "accessories" fit into his pocket and would be easy to sneak into the airplane's restroom.

It would have been a great idea if it wasn't for the pickpocket at the airport.