Monica kept struggling but she wasn't getting anywhere.

Instead of reversing the compressed illusion at the party, the magician had removed the front and pulled her out!

She was placed on the rug and that is where she has stayed, through hours of the touching, tickling and poking from all kinds of drunk deviants.

Come to think of it, she hasn't seen the magician since he left her here.

And now everyone has left or is passed out.

She feels the floor vibrate as someone walks towards her. As he places the empty bag down next to her, she knows her time at the party is over.