For his next trick...
The lower half

"Her bum is pretty sad" Shouted a somewhat drunk man from the crowd
“Yes, rather an unimpressive display of womanhood,” Drake pulls out a short black skirt.
"But what should we aim for, sporty and fit, plump, mature, or Kardashian huge" Drake mused.
"Dumptruck" Shouted one man, "Fit" Shouted another, "Milf like" Shouted a woman who herself appeared to be older.
"Well my dear in any case, would you mind putting this on" Drake hands you the skirt which you begrudgingly put on.
Drake then pulls out a silhouette sheet and guides you to stand behind it, the temporary blocking of the crowd gives you a second of peace but just then Drake bellows: "And now, to give my lovely assistants rump a bump, with a flick of my wand you will see with glee as buns rise"
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