The Illusionists' Guessing Game

"Since we both appear to be illusionists, I've got a very special idea in mind. I call it... the Illusionists' Guessing Game," Mympho announced, shaking his head as if to jingle his bells while he gave his ominous opening, only to remember he had no bells to jingle except for the ones against his balls. "This is a fun game that everyone will enjoy-"

"Can we just have sex already?" Palas Dark-Eye asked, clenching her fists at her sides and wondering how much more teasing she could take. If the audience started to wander off, she really was going to kill him, witnesses or not.

"Why, yes! That's how this game works! Ahem, so... I'm going to guess your favorite sexual position! If I'm right, you'll tell me... as long as you're wearing that mask, you really have **** in the matter," he whispered, grinning a sinister smirk. "If I'm wrong, then one of my illusions will enact that sex position with one of yours. We'll continue the guessing game until I get it or we run out of clones-"

"Wait, wait. What if you run out of clones completely and never get it? Do we just quit without having sex?" she questioned, looking aggravated at his lack of forethought.

"... I'll just make more clones, whatever. It's not going to get that far. You must be pretty proud of your favorite kinky position, if you really think it's going to take me more than ten guesses," the clown growled, clutching down harder on her shoulder. For a clown, he really was the egoistic type who couldn't stand people looking down on him.

The people on either sides of the streets watched the strange arrangement of nude men and women hash out the details of the upcoming game with a sense of growing impatience. After all, there was a perfectly good Night Parade just a block or so away now. They weren't going to stick around just to gawk at nudists; fun as that was, there were nudists all over the city now, and they'd been promised a sex show.

"Are you finally ready to start?" Palas questioned again, tapping one bare foot and crossing her arms, like she was half considering moving on as well.

"Yes, dammit! Okay, your favorite position is.... mmmm... I'm going to throw this one, just because I want to get an illusion sex show going. Missionary," he began.

"Obviously not. Next," Palas sighed; she didn't hate missionary, but it was highly unfashionable for any demon to spend time in something so moralistic and church-like as the missionary position. As she answered, one of the Mympho's danced forward, looking for a moment as though he intended to leap at her. Instead, he grabbed the gold-banded wrist of one of the Palas clones, then put one hand to her hip. With steady speed, he lifted her leg and brought her down onto the ground like a combat wrestler might, then began to take her from on top. The crowd began to cheer, finally having what they came for, as the bells of the illusion figures jingled in a frenzy. The illusions couldn't talk, but they could still moan and exclaim, as the hulking clown pumped his hips down into the hole between her spread legs, displacing the gold flag that barely covered it. The real Palas could feel herself becoming immediately aroused... something about seeing that hated clown plow her, both in front of her and even projected in the sky, had flipped her switch hard. "Next, dammit," she instructed him again.

The original Mympho grinned from ear-to-ear. "He he! Well, you're such a bitch, it's obviously Doggystyle, right? I can't wait to stick it in that tight ass of yours-"

"Wrong. Just because that's your thing doesn't mean it's mine. Next," she urged him again. The sorceress heard the clown click his teeth, as he instructed another of his clowns into position. As much as Palas said it wasn't her thing, the illusion seemed to be enjoying herself quite a lot, moaning as that overly large dick entered her unfortunately small hole. The crowd clapped and whistled and Palas could feel herself sweating... wondering what her favorite position actually was...

"Number three! Leg lift?"

"No."

"Number four! Sixty-nine?"

"No. As if I want to stick your cock in my mouth..."

"Number five! Downward dog?"

"You're just trying to get doggystyle again. No."

"Rrrgh... Number six! Anal against wall!"

"I'm telling you, it's not an ass thing! No!"

"Number seven! Mating press!"

"No."

"Dammit! Uuuuh... Number eight... Standing face-to-face?"

"The last thing I want to do is look at your face. Next."

"Augh! Shit! Okay, okay... Uh... Is it... Fisting?"

"Oh lord, no."

"Aaaaaagh!" Mympho shouted, pulling at his hair madly. The crowd was certainly enjoying themselves, as a whole circus' worth of Mymphos and Palases engaged in all sorts of depravity around them, even fisting, an act which some would have thought impossible given the relative size of their bodies (she could see some of the crowd wincing or hissing now, thinking it looked pretty painful).

As masochistic as Palas had learned she was this night and as much as she was eager to get to the main event, she had to admit that there was a certain sadistic pleasure still remaining in endlessly tormenting the clown. All around her, pale-skinned imitations of herself were ringing their bells, slapping bodies with this strange, thoroughly unlikable clown in all manner of sexual positions now. The portal struggled to keep them all in frame, as they littered the street with their sex. It occurred to her now that, mask aside, she'd never be anonymous again after this, unless she could significantly change the appearance of her body, hair, and face... But even that thought only make her more aroused. "Isn't an illusionist supposed to be imaginative? Don't you have another guess?"

"No, no. I'm done guessing. Because I think I've figured it out..." he grinned wildly, his eyes flashing with new inspiration. "I've figured out the sex position that works best for you..."

"Then do tell," Palas instructed him, returning a challenging smile that barely hid her quickened breathing. Whatever it was, even she couldn't guess it... she wondered how it was possible for Mympho to do so.

"Your favorite position iiiis...!!"