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Chapter 4 by johnnyy johnnyy

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A repeat of the trick

Reaching into his hat once more, the magician searched the inside thoroughly. Everyone watched him closely, and none more so than the woman. She kept a tight grip on her shorts and flinched with every stray movement of his hand.

After some time the magician finally plucked something from the inside of the hat, but to everyone's surprise, it was not clothing. Rather, he had removed a long thin wand from the headwear.

The crowd groaned.

"Ha!" The woman cackled, "I knew you couldn't pull it off twice!"

Turning around, the woman stuck her ass out and joyfully shook her butt at the crowd, "If you wanna see what's under these shorts you'll need more than cheap tricks!"

The magician smiled, "I'm sorry if I underwhelmed you, It's bad form to repeat the same trick twice," he then raised the wand," Though, I promise you'll be more than impressed once I do this!"

With a flick of his wrist, he pointed his wand at the women's shorts, and they burst into a flurry of doves. The crowd watched in awe as the flock of white birds fluttered to the rafters above.

All attention then turned to the woman who stood there, her bare ass pointing out at the crowd as she looked down at her lower half in shock.

"AaahhEEEEE!" the mortified naked woman cried out, standing up straight as she slapped a hand over her bare crotch.

The crowd erupted into applause and wolf-whistling to her dismay.

"Do you still think I'm using cheap tricks?" The magician raised an eyebrow smugly.

A deep blush spread across the woman's face, as a fury took to her eyes, "Screw you and your tricks!" she screeched, "Give me my clothes back, NOW!"

"Come now, you can't still think I'm using tricks."

"All I know is you've stolen my clothes, and if you don't give them back I'M CALLING THE POLICE!"

The magician was stumped. Despite his best efforts, he had seemingly made little progress in changing the woman's mind. He pondered a moment, and then an idea struck him. Mystical, strange, and pervy it was the perfect solution to this predicament!

"Mam, I've decided I will give you something to wear," he grinned.

"You better," she threatened, bashfully, "Or you're gonna be a lot of trouble!"

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