Magical Mia's Mystifying Magical Experience (Cougar Girl and Monkey's Razor)

[CougarGirl]

Mia smiled with satisfaction at the mock-up of her new website. She had finally found a niche in the magic market. If only she could solve her one remaining problem.

She had been fascinated by magic from the moment she opened that Christmas present when she was 12 years old and found that her father had bought her a magic set. Over the coming months, she’d bored the family as she practised the card tricks and practised the sleight of hand and practised the memory games. By the time she was 18, she was giving shows for her friends and dreaming of becoming a professional, but the work just wasn’t there. All she could find were occasional children’s parties where her audience were either being sick from eating too much jelly and cake or announcing to everyone how she did her tricks. If only she could find a new slant, something that would make her stand out among the many magicians competing for the party market.

The idea had eventually come to her when she was attending her sister’s hen party on the eve of her wedding. One of her friends had booked a surprise, a stripper dressed as a policeman who turned up ostensibly to investigate complaints about the noise they were making, and then complained about how hot it was, which of course led to him stripping. As Mia watched the girls cheer, whistle and grope the stripper, the idea started to form in her mind. Here was her market. She could put on magic shows, but shows with a difference. Shows designed for an exclusively female market.

And that was how the idea was born. Out went Miss Mia’s Magic Show, and in came Mistress Mia’s Mystifying Magical Experience. And to go with the new name there had to be a change of image. So out went the white tie and tails with all its convenient pockets for hiding cards, flowers and even the occasional dove, and in came thigh revealing boots, ass clutching micro skirts and tit hugging blouses. Out, too, went the old amateurish website and in came the spectacular creation that had cost her an arm, a leg and an occasional blowjob for the designer. She was almost ready for her launch.

Almost ready, because there was still a problem. She needed an assistant. All the male magicians had glamorous and scantily glad girls to assist with the tricks and to act as an additional distraction. There were plenty of those around, but Mia needed someone different, someone to fit in with her new image. And then, thinking back to the stripping policeman, she realised what that was. She needed a man, and a man who wouldn’t mind being exposed as the only male is a room full of drunken, rowdy and possibly randy women. And that was the problem. Men may dream of being in that situation, but when it came right to it, they were scared. She thought of hiring one of those strippers, but she wanted someone to help her, not compete with her. She thought of advertising, but how and where could she place an ad that would be seen by the sort of person she wanted?

She was riding the bus to work one morning when she realised that the answer had been there all along. She needed a guy who was good looking and would provide eye candy for the audience. And she knew just the man. A friend who might be prepared to do this as a favour, at least on a trial basis. A guy she’d known for years, since school in fact. Daniel. But would he agree? He had a great body; she knew that for a fact, having seen it so often when he was sunbathing. But how would he feel about being a piece of meat at a hen party? There was only one way to find out.

 

[monkey's razor]

Daniel had been trying to get into acting since his mid teens, he had the look, blonde hair, blue eyes and a chiseled jaw and body, if only he worked on his acting skills as much as he worked on that body of his he may have gotten more call backs, a skilled surfer and even dancer, Daniel was a jack of many trades but a master of few.

He had known Mia since High School, always got along with her although they never dated, Daniel didn't date at all really despite being sought after by girls, he had a closely guarded secret that not even the men in the gym knew about as he didn't shower there, his penis was small, 3 inches when flaccid and about 4-5 when fully erect, that wasn't Dan's true curse though, a more average looking man would learn to accept and deal with that, Daniel though being rather hot it was as cruel as being born with a deformity, how does the hot guy sought after by many females drop trou an show off such an ordinary cock?

As a result Daniel remained a virgin throughout his High School years, finally losing it to a hooker, the first woman who saw his cock as well, she expressed what Daniel thought, a complete sense of disappointment in comparison to his face and body. He made up for it in other ways, seeing the hooker on a regular basis he learned to use his fingers and mouth, slowly starting to date he would never have sex but please the women in ways that allowed him to keep his secret, well, a secret.

Back to Daniel's professional life, the would be actor, jack of many trades, master of few did odd jobs here and there, photocopier fixer guy, clown for parties, singing telegram guy, stints in advertisements here and there, even those annoying pricks on the side walk who try try and rope you into donating to charities. Any type of job that would still allow him to go to auditions as he required.

He got off the bus after the middle aged female bus driver allowed him to ride for free, such were the perks of being hot and walked back to his apartment, 6ft 2 he was looking flash in his blue jeans and black shirt as he caught glimpses of his refelction in the windows as he passed by, arriving at his apartment he let himself stripped off and started to shower, it was then that he heard a knock on his door, peering through the the peep hole he saw it was Mia his best friend, he threw a robe on and opened the door.

"Hey Mia, come on in" he said to her with a smile and a hug.

 

[CougarGirl]

‘Hi, Dan, lovely to see you.’

Mia absorbed the strength of his embrace and sailed past, catching glimpses of his muscles around the edges of his robe. She was completely at ease with her friend, so she settled on his sofa and came straight to the point.

‘Dan, I wonder if you’d do me a favour?’

This wasn’t a question in her mind. She was sure he’d agreed, just as he always had in the past whenever she needed any help. So she pressed on.

‘Dan, you know I’ve always wanted to take this magician thing more seriously, but I’ve never been able to break into the market. Well, I’ve finally had a brilliant idea. I’m going to have a change of image and abandon all those birthday and Christmas parties for horrible children and their pushy parents. Instead, I’m going for the female market. You know the sort of thing – hen parties for the bride on the eve of her wedding, girls nights out, bonding sessions. It’s a great idea – nobody’s thought of it before – I’ve searched the web and there’s nothing.’

She smiled at him and tried not to stare at the exposed thigh that was so close to hers.

‘The only thing is, I need an assistant. And I just wondered if you’d be able to help me out. At least to start with, just as a trial to see if you liked it. You’d be paid of course and it would be mostly evening and weekends so it wouldn’t affect your job.’

The front of his robe was falling open now, but Mia forced her eyes back to his face.

‘You wouldn’t need to know any magic. Well, you’d need to know what I was doing, of course, but you wouldn’t have to perform any tricks yourself. You’d just have to stand there and look attractive.’

She allowed herself a moment to imagine the sight of a room full of women with their eyes glued to his body. She would be able to hide an elephant without anyone noticing until she waved her magic wand.

‘I’d get you a nice outfit to wear. Stylish is what I had in mind. Something simple. Like black slacks and a white shirt. You might have to lose the shirt, but we could incorporate that into the magic somehow.’

He might have to lose more than his shirt. In fact, she planned to have him down to a posing pouch as soon as possible. But it might be best not to dwell on that at this stage; he always seemed shy around women.

‘The girls will want to get their eyes full of that magnificent body of yours.’

Mia used her remark as an excuse to let her gaze drift down and her hand to rest on his thigh.

‘So, Dan, what do you say? Can we give it a go? When can we start rehearsals?’

She settled back, trying to gauge his reaction.

 

[monkey's razor]

Daniel was a little shocked at what Mia was proposing, a magician's assistant? It seemed a little effeminate and Mia seemed to really want to play up the sexual aspect by having him dressed up in a way that was the masculine equivalent to how the female assistant's dress.

It did sound different though and as he was an actor, or would be one, he thought it might be able to give him some stage experience something in which he was lacking.

"Well, it does sound different, as long as I don't have to do many tricks or anything, just assist?" he asked her as he wondered what he might be getting himself into.

"I suppose we could just try some rehearsals and see how it all goes?" he said to her.

"When would you want to start this?" he asked and "Do you think you will get many bookings?"

 

[CougarGirl]

Mia was puzzled by her friend’s response. Surely he should have jumped at the chance to earn some extra cash and to spend time having some fun with his friend. Her mind worked frantically to find a way to allay whatever concerns he had and to prevent her new venture from collapsing before it had begun.

‘Look, Dan’ she said soothingly, ‘I can see this has come as a shock for you. Tell you what. why don’t you get dressed, come round to my place and we’ll do a short rehearsal, just so you can get the feel of what it might be like. Just throw on some jeans and a shirt, and follow me over. What do you say?’

***

By the time Dan arrived, Mia had changed into one of her new outfits. When she opened the door, he was greeted by a woman who he barely recognised as his friend. She was nearly as tall as he was in her high heels. Her short brown hair was no longer tangled as it usually was, but neatly styled in a bob. Her eyes sparkled with the glitter that she had applied to her eyelids. Her small breasts wobbled as she moved and her nipples protruded through the fine silk of her white blouse that was open almost to her navel. And as his eyes worked down from her navel, they crossed the shortest of black leather skirts before he came to her lightly tanned flesh and rippling thigh muscles. And ending just above the knee, a pair of soft leather boots in dark red.

‘Well,’ Mia asked, spinning to give Dan a 360 view including a tight ass, ‘what do you think?’

Dan didn’t respond, so she moved right into the demonstration.

‘I thought I’d begin by coming on and just doing some basic chat about the outfit. Where I got it, how much it cost, that sort of thing. That allows me to run my hands over my body and …’

As she took her hand away from the hem of her skirt, a bunch of artificial flowers flew into the air towards Dan’s face.

‘And,’ she continued, ‘pull a few tricks. You see,’ she explained, ‘this outfit is actually full of small pockets containing tricks like those flowers that open out once released.’

She walked round Dan who was standing stiffly. She’d need to do something to get him more relaxed. But that was for later, one step at a time. Maybe someone who came across as a bit shy might be a good foil at a hen party.

‘Then, having talked about the outfit, I could say that I needed some accessories, and what better accessory than a handsome young stud, which of course is the cue for you to enter.’

She moved towards him.

‘I’d let them get an eye full before starting to involve you in the act. With their eyes on you, I’d start to say something like, “isn’t he a bit overdressed, ladies?” and then I’d start to undo some of those buttons, which would allow me to …’

As Mia’s fingers unfastened Dan’s shirt buttons, streams of multi-coloured ribbons flew into the air in front of him.

‘So we’d soon have your shirt off, which they’ll be sure to appreciate and distract them so that I can pull some more sleight of hand stuff without them noticing. Then I could move to your slacks, saying “I wonder what he’s hiding down here.”’

Mia’s fingers teased the waistband of Dan’s jeans and another lunch of flowers sprouted from her hand.

 

[monkey's razor]

It was something very new to Daniel and although theatrical of a kind he hadn't had much stage experience, he was also concerned with the hens night aspect of it, was it meant to just be normal tricks or did she have something more extreme in mind, Dan was confident about his body, well except for one part of it, he never posed for art classes or did nude scenes for that reason.

"Sure, I think if I just get an idea of what you mean, and if I can understand it better than perhaps I will be able to make an informed decision. He said to her as he got up and left the room to get changed into jeans and a t shirt, from there he left to go to Mia's, Daniel still anxious about what this might entail.

When she opened the door he almost wondered if he had the wrong house, Mia was now almost his own height in high heeled red boots and her brown hair now neatly styled and in a bob, he had rarely seen her friend done up as such and he was a little startled that she took the rehearsals as a "Dress Rehearsal" as such, it seemed to make everything that much more serious.

Most of all though he could kind of see her nipples through the fine silk of her blouse and her small breasts seemed to be unsupported by a brassiere.

Daniel didn't really know what to say as he watched her friend do a spin, she looked good, was he meant to be aroused? She was dressed up in a different manner to how she had been dressed up in the past, she was more sexual, more pornified as such rather than just being sexy by way of being nicely presented, she seemed to be provocative.

He felt his little cock twitch under his jeans.

He listened to her describe her act, about her outfit what it cost, she seemed to be sexualizing the act, surely she didn't run her hands over her body when she did her standard act did she?

He watched as she showed him the secret pockets and how tricks were done, he knew magic weas all about smoke and mirrors, misdirection as such but it still required skill nonetheless, he blushed as she referred to him as the sexy young stud, her compliments seemed more hard hitting now that she was dressed in this dominina type of way.

"Oh..." he said as she mentioned him having to remove his shirt, he was startled as ribbons flew out around him, and the she went for his waistband and more flowers sprung out.

"Right.." Daniel was feeling a little nervous now, his friend seemed intent on undressing him, he wondered if the roles were reversed how she might feel about this situation, she hadn't explained much about his role in this yet, although it became increasingly apparent that his role was to be naked.

"So how naked am I meant to be with this? I know magicians assistants are usually wearing revealing outfits but they are dressed, I think you need to explain more about what you have in mind here" he said to her as he felt his cock grow harder, luckily for him though, if you could call it luck, his small hard cock was barely pitching a tent under his jeans, why did this excite him?

 

[CougarGirl]

Things were not working out as Mia had anticipated, and she just couldn’t fathom out why. Dan seemed nervous, even shy about revealing his body. There was no reason for him to be embarrassed – none whatsoever. He had a great body that attracted attention whenever it was on display. Even Mia, who had never thought of Dan as anything other than a friend, got a warm glow when she caught glimpses. And you only had to watch the reactions from the girls at school – and hear what they had to say in the washroom later - to see the sort of response he generated.

No, it had to be something more than that. Maybe Dan was fine on a one-to-one basis, but worried about being in a room with so many drunken women. That would only be natural. She recalled the sight of the bare buttocks of a male stripper as he hurdled a fence to escape the clutches of some over enthusiastic mature ladies. Perhaps he need to be reassured.

‘Dan, I hope you’re not concerned about being the only male present. You’ve probably heard stories of how women can behave on these occasions. Well, I’ve been to quite a few and most of them are just a lot of women sitting around, drinking and getting maudlin. You’ll be with me and everyone will understand that. You’re not there as a stripper. You’ll be there as my assistant, nothing more.’

He still didn’t look convinced. What was his problem?

‘The sight of you will make it easier for me to perform the magic, and you’ve seen how I was able to incorporate you into my act with any rehearsal at all. Think what it will be like after we got this perfected. You will help me, won’t you, do say yes, please.’

Dan still seemed hesitant, but Mia reflected that this might not be such a bad thing. If he could come across as nervous, reluctant, even shy, that would be a nice twist for her act and allow her to make more of her attempts to get his clothes off, which was sure to engage the interest and sympathy of the audience.

But she could broach that subject with him later. Right now, she wanted to carry out with this rehearsal.

‘Right, ladies’ – she pretended to address her audience – ‘let see what’s he packing apart from flowers, shall we?’

Her fingers began slowly to unfasten his jeans.

 

[monkey's razor]

Daniel was conscious of doing things that seemed too radical or silly, anything could kill his career chances, he didn't mind the idea of being a Magician's assistant even one who assisted with more adult orientated tricks, but it seemed that Mia's real plan was more X-Rated than mere adult titillation.

"Yeah that is definitely a big concern" he said to her, "I don't want to be a stripper Mia, I have been offered that type of work before and nude modeling, I have always said no, I also don't want to be mauled by the audience, not something I want to do at all" he explained hoping that he wouldn't have to open up about the real reason why he was concerned and why nudity which he was pretty sure Mia was wanting was just a no go area for him.

"Well, tell me more about the tricks, can we talk about it some more" he said wanting to buy time and hoping that he could stall this rehearsal phase that would see her shedding more and more of his clothes as they want along.

His concerns seemed to fall on deaf ears as she went for his trousers, he moved away suddenly.

"Stop Mia!" he yelled louder than he wanted to but his patience was running out, "What are you wanting to do, tell me your plans, tell me what you want from me exactly" he was becoming stressed, he didn't want to lose Mia as a friend but he also didn't want to expose his secret to her either.

He moved away and sat on the couch his head in his hands.

 

[CougarGirl]

Mia was shocked by her friend’s reaction. She had no idea that he felt so strongly about acting the sort of role he would take on. He obviously had a thing about being nude.

‘Look, Dan, I didn’t mean to insult you or demean your acting. I’m just looking for someone to help me to get my new venture off the ground. You know I’ve wanted to do this since dad bought me my first magic set. This isn’t about you stripping. No one is going to see you naked. But, come on, you’ve got a great body and all the girls like admiring it. Why wouldn’t you want them to? Female assistants all wear skimpy costumes. You’ll start off fully clothed and only lose the odd garment here and there. It won’t be as fast as it was just now. I was just concentrating everything to give you a taste. There’ll be lots of other tricks in between.’

She hoped she was allaying his concerns.

‘And it will give you a chance to practice some acting and improvisation. You could act all shy if you wanted, that would be an interesting twist and build up the anticipation for the women. They’ll know you’re not there as a stripper. If they want one of those – and not everyone does – they book one specially. You’ll be with me, and they’ll treat us both with respect. They may catcall and whistle and make some remarks, but that’s the most they’re going to do. He strippers are different; they deliberated tease the girls to get them aroused and they expect to be touched. You wouldn’t be involved in any of that.’

As Mia wondered about the evident depth of her friend’s feelings and the strength of his physical repulsion from you, another thought came into her mind. Something she had never thought of before.

‘Oh, Dan, I’m so sorry. Did I put you off when I touched you? Is that what turned you off the idea? Are you gay? Don’t be embarrassed if you are. It won’t affect our friendship, which is what really matters most to me.’

 

[monkey's razor]

Dan did have a very big thing about being naked! He also still felt very much in the dark about what Mia was requiring, perhaps it was his nerves, he felt that it was all very overwhelming and that Mia would keep pushing him until he was naked or yelled out at her that his cock was small, too small to want to show a group of rowdy, drunk, horny women.

He listened as she began to speak again, he blushed a little, he knew he was good looking and had a good body, he worked on his body as a means to compensate for his lack of size elsewhere, of course this was a mixed blessing, it just made women want him more, but he was rather careful about sharing his little secret.

"So I won't be completely naked? You will just err..." he wasn't sure how to speak to his friend about this, "You just want to well, strip me down to my jeans or something?" he said, hoping it would stop at his trousers but knowing she would strip him down to a g string or boxers at the least.

"Yeah, I really don't want to dance and strip, I kind of know what you are going for here and it does sound interesting" he was starting to warm up a little, the idea of being a male in a role usually associated with females was kind of exciting his submissive side.

"Yeah, I can imagine, they might cat call and cheer, I get that you are going for an adult type of magic show here not the usual bunnies out the hat" he said to her, the cat calls and cheering didn't bother him too much anyway.

Then he started back a little, "No, I'm not gay at all, I just, well, this is just new to me and you were a little full on at first, I'm not used to this" he said blushing a little hoping that she would just accept that and not pry into the real reason which is that he thought she was going to strip him naked, or try to and see what his real issue was.

 

[CougarGirl]

Mia was puzzled, and troubled, by her friend’s reaction. She had been so sure that he would agree to help her, that she could not understand why he seemed so reluctant. It was time, she decided, to change her approach. she backed away and adopted a new, less pleading, more business like tone.

‘Dan, it’s difficult for you to feel what it will be like with me dressed up like this and you just in your everyday clothes. Let’s go and get you fitted out with the sort of clothes you’ll be wearing. That will help you feel the part. It’s amazing how the right outfit can make you a whole different person. Come on, let’s go.’

Still wearing her stage clothes, Mia drove Dan downtown and led him to the theatrical costumier.

‘Martha, hi,’ she greeted the owner with a big hug. ‘Meet Dan, he’s a hunk don’t you think and, guess what, he’s going to be my new assistant.’

Martha gave Dan an appraising and professional look. In a glance she took in his measurements and colouring, checking mentally through her stock for the outfit that would show him off to his best.

‘The image I’m looking for,’ Mia interrupted Martha’s line of thought, ‘is something classic, elegant, but not flashy. We don’t want him upstaging me, do we?’ she laughed. ‘No, what I want is some classic black slacks, with plenty of space,’ she paused for effect, ‘for those secret little packages that will be tucked away.’

Martha nodded.

‘And a plain white shirt, silk or fine cotton,’ Mia continued, ‘but tight fitting to show off those bulging muscles that the ladies are going to love.’

Martha nodded again.

‘And some of those nice pouches, let’s see a range of colours. He’ll need those just in case he somehow loses his trousers.’

Mia turned to Dan as Martha hurried away.

‘Go with her, Dan, and try on some of the things, then come out here and let me see how you look.’

She smiled, confident that he would now be unable to resist her invitation.

 

[monkey's razor]

Daniel went with Martha the older woman in her 50's to the back of the store, he was still feeling uneasy and yet he seemed to like the idea that he was being coerced in a way, just pushed along by Mia, he knew that regardless of what Mia was saying that eventually he would have to be naked, that she would devise some "trick" that would rid him of all his clothes and reveal his shame to a room full of women.

He just wanted to undress for her, to take his underwear off and show her what the problem was, of course he wasn't quite ready for that yet, he could be rather passive aggressive at times, but he knew it was coming, the way Mia made comments about pouches and removing his clothing to Martha pretty much indicated that his body being displayed would be a key part of the show and like any form of sexual entertainment - what starts off as fun becomes dull quickly and the ante is soon upped.

Martha fussed over him in the back room, having him take his shirt off and then jeans, she dressed him up in a white shirt that was very open in the front to show off his chest and a pair of leather trousers that she showed him had pockets that things could be revealed in, she also gave him a sequined black g string to show Mia that also had some little hidden pockets inside it and brought him back out.

"Mia, how is this? And have a look at the g-string little pockets there too if that is the only thing he might have left on at the end of this rather sexy sounding show" she said to her as if Dan wasn't even in the room.

He felt objectified but he kind of found that he liked that.

 

[CougarGirl]

Dan looked good in the clothes Martha had chosen for him. No, not good, hot, he looked hot, which was not how Mia had ever thought of him before. She knew he was muscular and good looking, sure, she couldn’t miss that. But hot was different. Hot wasn’t an objective appraisal, it was a much more basic response. Somewhere lower down, that went with a catch in her breath and a growing awareness of dampness. She walked around him slowly, taking time to compose herself so that when she finally spoke, her voice was calm and steady.

‘That’s really good, Martha, a great choice. How do you feel about it, Dan?’

But she wasn’t listening to Dan’s answer. She was imagining the response of her audience to seeing an assistant like this. Tight leather trousers stretched across his heavy thighs; shirt open to the waist to show tantalising glimpses of his six pack and pecs. Those ladies would go wild. It might be that he’d have to wear something a bit looser if she was to conceal anything significant about his person, but Martha had certainly dressed him to show off his best points.

Thinking of which, what about that pouch. Mia flicked through the selection. She rejected the ones with sequins and sparkle; that was not at all the image she wanted. She tossed aside the garish fluorescent ones for the same reason. That left the plain. Now which would be best? He’d need a selection, but for starters why not see how he looked in her favourite colour for underwear. She selected a light blue pouch and tossed it at him.

‘Try this on now, Dan. Show us what you’ve got.’

She threw a sly wink at Martha who was standing to the side admiring Dan’s ass.

 

[monkey's razor]

Dan stood there as Martha and Mia looked him over and spoke about him as if he was some piece of meat, he tried to look down as much as possible as if that might in some way make their comments less confronting, he also thought maybe they would stop but it seemed that wasn't going to happen.

Well he had done stuff kind of like this before, not magic but he had done some modeling shoots in his underwear and done some shirtless acting roles, why was Mia's offer so much more intimidating? Was it just doing this stuff in front of an audience of women? It seemed that this was all a lot more sexual and was becoming more sexual by the second. What if he got hard? His little cock pitching a little tent? He might have to do something about that, it was irony perhaps but his cock size would be more obvious under his g string hard than it would be soft.

She handed him the g string she wanted him to wear a pale blue one, he knew that would be required of him and he was getting to the point where he just didn't care anymore, he took the g string and walked to the back area again without saying anything, if Mia thought he was going to change in front of her than she had another thing coming!

He came back out wearing only the little g string, "Ok, here I am" he said to her somewhat uncomfortably.

 

[CougarGirl]

Martha and Mia waited in anticipation of Dan’s return. Each knew what the other was thinking. What’s this hunk going to look like when he’s got nothing on but a small piece of cloth over his tackle and a string cutting his ass? What’s he got tucked away out of sight? Will we get to see it? How will he respond to us? Will he be able to control himself or not?

For Martha, this was nothing new. She was used to her customers stripping off in her changing room and parading around her shop in next to nothing, unconcerned about how they looked or what she and the other customers thought of them. They would be appearing before audiences dressed like this, so why worry? And Martha knew that this gave her privileged access to their bodies, whether male or female. As the owner of the store, she would need to check that the fit was right, that the garment was comfortable and appropriate for whatever the role required. She’d had her hands in the most intimate places of some of the most famous performers. There was no doubt about it, she’d get her hands on the contents of that little pouch. And if it matched the rest of his body, hands was the right word, because it surely wouldn’t fit into just one of her small palms.

But there was a problem. Normally, she would have sole right to check out for fit and comfort. But today was different. Here was Mia, an attractive woman who would be coming into close contact with Dan during a performance. She’d need to check him out too. Make sure she could conceal whatever was required in the tiny pockets sown into the pouch. Today was going to be different, because for the first time she had competition. And Martha didn’t like competition.

For Mia, this was all new. She was used to purchasing her outfits from Martha and had been on the receiving end of the close and personal attention that she paid to the fit of the garments she supplied, including checking out those pockets, those pockets in the most intimate of places, where magicians could conceal the tricks of their trade. Until a few minutes ago, she would have been content for Martha to enjoy the perks of the trade. Dan was just a friend and good luck to them both if they got some pleasure from it. But now, quite unexpectedly, she felt differently about Dan. He was still her friend and, she hoped, her partner on stage. But all of a sudden, she didn’t like the idea of Martha getting her hands on him. Partly because she sensed that Dan might have some issues with that. But mostly because she wanted to keep him to herself. She wanted to be the one with the exclusive rights to handle the goods.

And so the two women waited, each wary of the other, neither showing any concern, but both determined to keep the other off this hunk if it came to a contest. How Dan would feel about this was not their concern. Guys like sexy women getting to grips with them. Come on, most males would kill to be in Dan’s position, nearly naked with two women both determined to have a close encounter.

When Dan appeared, both women stood and stared. Martha was the first to move.

‘Yes, Mia, that was a good choice of colour. It suits him. But he’s very pale, he’ll need a tan, just a light one mind, to set off that delicate blue. And,’ she reached out and stroked his thigh, ‘to show the contours of these thighs to their best advantage.’

Mia, not to be left out, moved forward now and ran her hands over Dan’s chest.

‘My,’ she enthused, ‘what great pecs. Why, Martha, they’re almost as big as your tits.’

Martha scowled at her and moved her hand to cradle Dan’s pouch.

‘Yes,’ she informed Mia, ‘this is a perfect fit.’

Mia pushed her hand out of the way and slid a finger under the hem.

‘It must fit too tightly. I’ll need to get a finger in if I’m going to produce anything out of his crotch.’

The women were so caught up with their mutual rivalry that they had forgotten that Dan was listening and watching them.

 

[monkey's razor]

Daniel changed into the small scrap of material that was passing as a costume, he felt weird even thinking of it as changing into anything, it was more like stripping down into his costume, still, he had agreed to help and he needed the work, so far it was already challenging but he was willing to persevere a little to see how it all goes. To hopefully find a level of comfort in all of this.

He took a breath once he was stripped down and walked out, the 2 women fussed around him, Martha even cupping his balls, was this part of how to measure a costume? It seemed that both women forgot that there was a mind and feelings attached to the body they were fussing and groping!

Mia placed her finger inside the hem and moved it around a little, it tickled his balls a little, soon as they kept talking and seemingly fighting over him his cock began to grow, he looked downwards, uncomfortable, why were still doing this, soon his little cock engorged with blood stood up erect, all 2 inches of it hard and protruding against the g string.

He quickly apologized and covered it up with his hand and moved away.

"Ummm.. I hope that was enough because I need to get dressed now" he said shamefully.

 

[CougarGirl]

Mia and Martha stared at each other in surprise as Dan pushed them away and retreated with his hand over his crotch. Martha was the first to react.

‘Don’t worry about it, luv,’ she said reassuringly as she approach Dan. ‘It’s nothing we haven’t seen before it, is it, Mia?’

She turned towards Mia for support.

‘It’s only natural that you would respond like that. Having two attractive females mauling you, any hot blooded male would get excited. We’d have been annoyed if you hadn’t shown some interest in us, wouldn’t we, Mia?’

Again she turned to Mia for confirmation that what she was saying was true.

‘Martha's right,’ Mia agreed. ‘You’ll need to get used to being the centre of attention for the ladies. It was bound to happen eventually, so it’s best to get used to it when you’re with friends.’

Confident now that she had her friend’s support, Martha approached Dan.

‘Now, show Mia what you’re worried about.’

She gently but firmly removed his hand and looked at the bulge in the G string.

‘Well, there’s nothing to be ashamed of there. It’s only just a tiny bit hard, not a full blown hard on. Why the ladies in the audience won’t even see that at a distance. That’s right, isn’t it, Mia?’

But Mia didn’t say anything. She was beginning to get an inkling of why Dan might be so reluctant to take on the role of her assistant.

‘Dan,’ she said soothingly, ‘is there anything you want to tell us? It won’t go any further. No one will ever know, apart from the three of us here.’

 

[monkey's razor]

He just stood there as Martha made comments about being half hard and how it was all ok and natural, if only she knew that what she was seeing was his full erection! This was everything he had right here and he was probably a little more engorged than usual due to his nerves and the humiliation involved in this, he had fantasized a lot about a situation like this oddly enough, one where he could just expose himself and women would laugh at him, the laughter would be calming in some respects as it would mean that at least they wouldn't be saying nice things to him in reassurance only to laugh about him later on.

He could see that Mia knew something was up though, well something other than his cock anyway. "Yes, but would the audience want the assistant to have an erection? Aren't some women funny about that?" he asked Mia as she tried to reassure him.

She approached him and moved his hand that he had covering his g string, she asked him to tell her what was wrong. She just didn't get it and he knew ironically enough that it was easier to show her than it was to tell her.

He took a breath and then grasped the little clip that would allow the g string to be removed in a quick movement, "Fuck it" he said as he pulled it and allowed the scrap of material to fall to the ground as he stood there with his full 2 inch erection bobbing slightly.

 

[CougarGirl]

Mia and Martha stared at Dan’s exposed cock, then at each other. Martha was the first to speak.

‘Fuck, Mia, that’s it, that’s all he’s got. Hell, my son is only ten and he’s bigger than that already.’

Mia didn’t ask how she knew that, nor did she think it a helpful line of discussion.

‘Dan, this doesn’t matter. You’re not doing a strip show, you’re just acting as my assistant. Like you say, some members of the audience won’t want to see an erection.’

‘Yea,’ interposed Martha, ‘like one in a million maybe.’

Mia ignored her and carried on.

‘And with the lighting and the distance, they won’t be able to see in detail. It will look like your cock is just caught up in the material. They’ll never realise that -’

She ground to a halt unsure of how to finish her sentence.

‘They’ll never realise that it’s smaller than my thumb,’ Martha suggested unhelpfully.

Mia wished that Martha would leave; she surely wasn’t helping. If only she could get Dan alone and talk to him calmly. But she couldn’t make Martha go away; this was her shop.

‘Dan,’ she said, ‘I’m sorry that I’ve put you in this position, but I want you to know that this is private, neither Martha nor I,’ she threw a meaningful glance at Martha, ‘will ever tell anyone about it. You needn’t worry about people talking or laughing behind your back.’

‘Unless,’ Martha suggested, ‘it’s what he wants.’

Mia could not believe what she was hearing.

‘Are you kidding, Martha. Why would Dan, why would any man want everyone to know his cock was smaller than your son’s.’

‘Look at him,’ Martha spat back, ‘just look. He’s pleased that he’s exposed himself to us. He’s pleased that we’re staring at him. He’s actually got a bit stiffer.’

Mia looked carefully and, yes, Martha was right about Dan getting a bit stiffer, not longer but stiffer. Maybe, just maybe, she was right about how he was feeling.

‘You could incorporate it into your act,’ Martha rumbled on, ‘it would be like a freak show. That will get the audiences queuing for tickets.’

They both looked at Dan, trying to gauge his reaction.

 

[monkey's razor]

Daniel just stood there feeling a mix of shame and freedom, he had never just exposed his cock so freely before and certainly not to women he wasn't going to have sex with. Still, Mia had to know, chances are she would have found out sooner or later anyway and it was better that she found out sooner, of course Martha was quite crude and he was wishing that he had of waited for him and Mia to be alone before exposing his secret but then at least her cruelty was getting him used to how things might really be if he was to do this idea of Mia's.

Dan was getting harder, in some ways he thought he might actually cum, he didn't cum quickly or easily but then he was always too preoccupied with the size of his cock to really enjoy sex. Martha was making some good points but she was crude and her crudeness was only just skirting the edges of what Daniel was really thinking.

Dan had had enough and so covered himself and walked back to the dressing room to put his own clothes back on, he ignored Martha's comments not really crediting her with much of a brain let a lone feelings to be bothered trying to have a discussion with her.

"So you see Mia" he started as he returned, "That is why I am so nervous about all of this, it seemed to be that your act was always going to have me finished up naked, perhaps Martha is right though, perhaps you need tricks based around my cock in some way" he said to her hoping that he might be of some use after all.

 

[CougarGirl]

Mia took the chance to talk to Dan on the way home.

‘Dan, I’ve got a confession to make. When I told you that you wouldn’t end up naked at one of my performances, that was true at the time. But I was thinking of you then as I always have, as a friend. Today, though, I’ve been forced to look at you differently for the first time.’

Now how could she explain this?

‘I’ve had to see you as the audience will see you. And they don’t look on us – you and me - as performers rather than as people. And that’s good in a way, because they react to me as a magician and not as just any other woman, which allows me to create and maintain the illusion that is part of my act. But I know too that they’re going to see my body and react in ways that they wouldn’t normally. With my new image and outfits, I’m going to be seen as much as a sex object as a magician.’

How had she ended up talking about herself becoming a sex object? Had she not realised this before? Was it, maybe, what she secretly wanted?

‘Look, what I’m trying to say is that I now realise that that is how the audience – and these are going to be female audiences – will see you. I’ve been forced to look at you, not as my friend, but as a body that the audience will see in the way they’ll see me. You saw how Martha responded and you may think she’s crude, but she’s just a normal woman,’ Mia paused to recall Martha’s rather too detailed knowledge of her son’s sexual development and dimensions, ‘and her reaction is what others will have if you appear with me.’

This was not going as well as she had hoped. It had started off as a gentle warning of the kind of thing that might happen, but she had made it sound like it was routine.

‘I still want you as my assistant, Dan. In fact, I don’t know how my new act could work without a male assistant. But you need to know the truth before you agree – and I hope you will agree – to help me with this.’

Mia wasn’t sure whether this was helping Dan at all, but she realised that it was helping her to realise what she was taking on and where it might lead.

‘We’ll be doing hen parties, Dan. Birthday parties, Christmas parties, office parties, eve of wedding parties, all sorts of occasions when female get together on their own. You’ll be the only man present and you’ve probably never seen how women react when they’re in a pack. It’s not just you who’ll be at risk. I’ve been protected so far by my costumes, but with my new image, well some of these women are gay and they’ll be attracted to me rather than you. It’s not beyond the bounds of possibility that we could both end up being stripped by a horde of rampaging drunken women.’

Fuck, did it really mean that? Was Mia really going to try to stir up the audience to get them that excited?

‘We’ll both need to look out for each other, Dan, but there’s no knowing what may happen. So how do you feel? Are you still willing to be my assistant?’