The Cloak of Invisibility

(Author's note: I do not own nor did I write this story. Credit for this tale, "Luke and the Magician", goes to a user who goes under the name enmstorypic from another site. I really enjoyed this story so I received permission from the creator to re-post this. I wanted to share this all with you and I hope you enjoy.)

Luke, for his part, was just so relieved to have his pants back up. He had already been embarrassed in front of a crowd twice now and his mind was reeling with the shock of it. He barely flinched when the Mysterious Marvel began his next trick by unfolding a large purple sheet. Decorated with silver stars and moons, it was large enough to cover a grown man from head to toe, as Marvel demonstrated by flinging it over Luke’s head. Completely covered by the sheet and in darkness, Luke could hear Marvel introduce this trick as “The Cloak of Invisibility”.

“When I say the magic words,” Marvel announced to the audience, “I will make my handsome assistant disappear right before your very eyes! Here we go!” Pulling out a wand from a pocket, the magician began reciting something in an unknown language. He finished the spell with a flourish, tapping his draped assistant on the head with wand to finish it off. “One, two, three!” The Mysterious Marvel counted down and grabbed the sheet, whirling it off Luke’s body.

The crowd was silent for a moment and then burst into laughter, cheers, and applause. Luke, momentarily stunned as his eyes readjusted to the bright lights on the stage, stood there blinking. The magician turned to the still cheering crowd and shrugged his shoulders. “Well,” he said slyly, “it wasn’t really what I had in mind but I suppose it will do. Something did vanish, after all!”

Confused, Luke glanced around from his place in centre stage. He had no idea what had happened. He could tell from the way every eye in the crowd was focused on him that he was still visible. He hadn’t vanished or been turned invisible, so what had the magician done? He turned towards Marvel, a question on his face. Marvel, with a smirk and an exaggerated gesture, simply pointed down. Following the magician’s finger, Luke finally noticed what had changed and screamed out loud.

He was naked. Stark naked. Completely naked, without a stitch of clothing on his body, and standing underneath a spotlight in front of hundreds of people. The magician’s trick hadn’t turned Luke invisible, but it had made his clothes disappear! Panicked, Luke’s blush burned his cheeks and his blood roared in his ears. It was almost loud enough to drown out the laughter. Almost. It could do nothing about the sight of a packed auditorium pointing and laughing at his naked body. Luke’s hands flew to cover his exposed cock and balls, shielding them from view.

Hunched over at the waist, Luke turned frantically to the magician. “Help me! Please! I’m naked! Oh God! Everyone can see me! Please!” A litany of pleas tumbled from his **** lips. “Please!”

With a carefully nonchalant shrug of his shoulders, Marvel came unhurriedly to the poor boy’s rescue. He flung the cloth about Luke’s shoulders, said his magic words, and tugged the material away. When he as was done, Luke almost sagged in relief. His clothing was back and he was done living his naked nightmare.

“There, there, my boy,” Marvel said. “All in good fun. If you’re done showing off” – the audience laughed as Luke blushed again – “we’ll continue on with the show!”

Continue? Luke was stunned. How could he continue? Everyone had just seen him completely naked on stage… The magician must have seen the look on his assistant’s face. He frowned.