The Show must go on

"Wake up, MacKenzie - the Show Must Go On" - MacKenzie heard Amanda's voice, but she did not want to wake up - she was so relaxed, and had been having some very strange, but erotic dreams, and before that she thought she remembered the special premier of their magic show, in front of an invited, all female, audience going down a completly unexpected route. In her dream Princess Amanda had stripped her naked, and fastened her into a big complicted erotic torment device in her dungeon, and was just about to pull the lever which would start it operating. Something was not right there - Amanda was not a princess, and did not have a dungeon.

Awareness of her situation started to seep into MacKenzies brain. Although she had felt really relaxed, she was lying on the hard floor of the stage of the small theatre where she performed as the assistant to The Amazing Amanda. At least she was not covered in custard ! Why should she be covered in custard - the custard peril was part of Amanda's escapology act, and Amanda always escaped. MacKenzie had a memory of not escaping, and custard being licked off her body by girls and kittens, but surely that had to have been a dream. She had been brought to orgasm by her bow tie, which had turned into a bat, and then dreamt about the custard - or was it the other way round ? Not having the slightest trace of custard on her naked body must mean something, but her mind was too foggy to work out what.

Something in the back of her mind was trying to tell her something - something important - suddenly MacKenzie was really awake. Not being covered in custard was not the important thing - she was not covered in anything - and in front of an audience of hundreds of girls, and her best friend, Amanda.

Covering herself as best she could, MacKenzie looked round the stage for her clothes, the magician's assistant outfit she had been wearing at the start of the evening. She could see them across the stage.

MacKenzie's fishnet tights, which had tranformed into a kind of two legged octopus, were there, the waistband forming a circle on the stage, and the legs, moving like tentacles in the air. They gave her a cheery wave.

MacKenzies's bra, which had transformed into a white bird, and had also acted as a blindfold, was flying around on that side of the stage, playing aerial games with her black velvet bow tie, which had transformed into a bat with an alarming level of interest in playing with her pussy - and was really good at it. Despite herself MacKenzie had a little smile at the memory.

MacKenzie's jacket, shorts and high heeled shoes showed the form of an Invisible Girl, moving in such a way that even though only the clothes were visible it was clear what she was doing, especially as the long white cotton gloves showed her hands and arms. Her right hand blew MacKenzie a kiss, while her left arm was draped across the shoulders of a second Invisible Girl, whose form was only revealed by MacKenzie's white sleeveless blouse. From a slight indentation in the jacket being worn by the chief Invisible Girl, the second one had her right arm around Chief Invisible Girl's waist.

MacKenzies panties lay motionless at the feet of the Invisible Girls - and since MacKenzie was sure she was not getting them back, she wished second invisible girl would put them on. In MacKenzies mind she saw them as identical triplets - except that she was the only one who was visible - and naked. She had not known she could be embarrassed by proxy, but she was very aware that Invisible Girl Two was complely bottomless, and hoped she was using her invible left hand to cover her privates, instead of - as MacKenzie suspected, blowing her a kiss two.

"Stand up, MacKenzie", Amanda said firmly. "These girls have come to see a show, you have an important role in what they want to see - I need you to help with my next trick"