Emily's Debut

"Ladies and gentlemen," announced Zora. "Allow me to present my lovely assistant... what's your name again?"

"Emily," said Emily, stepping forward onto the stage. She looked out into the audience, and gulped. This was only the morning show, so the crowd was fairly thin, but she still felt uncomfortable as the centre of attention. "Um... hello, everyone."

"Let's hear a round of applause for Emily," said Zora, flashing a dazzling smile. She was a tall, pale, raven-haired woman in dark eyeshadow, a top hat, a tailcoat, a black leotard and fishnets, and she didn't seem at all put off by the audience's lacklustre response. "But what's that, Emily? You've brought me a gift!"

"Um... have I?"

"Such a lovely gift!" Zora reached out and plucked a rose from behind Emily's ear. "Thank you, Emily. But I'm afraid I have nowhere to put it. I'll have to give it back."

"Thanks, I guess... eep!" The rose vanished in a puff of pink smoke as Emily tried to accept it. She blinked in confusion, gradually becoming aware of a strange prickling sensation in her posterior.

She patted at the seat of her shorts, unintentionally presenting the audience with a view of her pert bottom as she twisted and turned. The rose had been tucked down the back of her pants! Quickly she pulled it out, the thorny stem plucking at her panties, as a giggle went through the crowd. This was turning out to be spicier than they expected.

"Hey," she complained. "How did you do that?"

"Magic, of course," said Zora, taking the rose and dropping it into her top hat. "And now for my next trick."