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Magician's Assistant 3: Tripping The Light Fantastic
By Deane Christopher
Copyrighted: 2001
"Go ahead, Bill!" Ann cheerfully urged. "Ask Jasmine to dance!"
"Okay! I will! In a minute!"
"No!" Ann, her voice conveying a sense of urgency, replied. "Not
in a minute! You need to ask her now!"
"What's the rush? I mean, why are you so insistent that I ask
Jasmine to dance now? You know, when I've got the rest of the
evening to do so?"
"Because silly, Mr. God's Gift to Women will be back from his
trip to the bathroom shortly. And I really think it would be in
Jasmine's best interest for either you or Mat to have her out on
the dance floor when he gets back!"
"Oh!" Bill, having discerned Ann's implications, returned. "I
understand! You don't want Old Blowhard Bob playing a game of
grab-ass with Jasmine until she has had a little more time to
get use to being a girl! Right?"
"Yeah... Or, something like that..."
"Okay! While I'm not exactly sure how I feel about dancing with
a girl who is really a guy, I'll do it! I'll run interference
for you!"
"Well," Ann said anxiously, "you better hurry! Bob's on his way
back to our table now!" Bill, raising his voice and speaking
directly to Jasmine, did as Ann had suggested. "Would you like
to dance?"
"Sure..." Jasmine, who had been chomping on the bit to do just
that, enthusiastically replied. "I'd love to!"
"You're really enjoying this, aren't you?" Bill had to shout to
be heard over the raucous cacophony of the music that was
blaring out of the Caldron's speakers.
"Do you mean dancing or, my being a girl?" sashaying in close to
her partner, so that her boobs occasionally rubbed up against
Bill's chest, Jasmine thoughtfully replied. "Both, I guess!"
"Well then, to answer your question, I guess I'd have to say
that I'm enjoying both immensely! I mean, as crazy as it sounds,
given the fact that I'm going to be a guy again tomorrow, this
being a girl's a blast! I mean, you really ought to ask Magatrix
to change you into a girl too! You know, so that you can get
some first hand knowledge of how the other half lives!"
"No thanks! While it's a tempting thought, I think it's for the
best if I just stay like I am!"
"Chicken! I mean, you really ought to try it! You know, because
- Take it from me! - you'd enjoy it!"
"That's what I'm afraid of, Jeff! I might enjoy it to much! You
know, to ever want to change back into a guy again..."
"Wow!" Mat, who was leaning over Jasmine's seat to converse with
Mary, excitedly exclaimed. Would you look at her go! I mean, now
there's a girl who really likes to dance!"
"You are referring to our Jasmine aren't you?" Mary, seeking
clarification, replied with a chuckle.
"Oh, yeah! I mean, is she a dancing fool or what? I mean,
there's no getting around the fact that she's really into the
music!"
"So, I take it that what you're saying is: you really like the
way she shakes her bootie..."
"Oh, yeah! I most certainly do!"
"So, when are you going to get up the gumption and ask her to
dance with you?"
"As soon as Mr. Shit-eating Grin out there brings her back to
the table..."
"Thank you, Mat!" a breathless Jasmine said as they made their
way off of the dance floor. "I really enjoyed that!"
"You are aware of the fact that Bob's busting a gut to get you
out on the dance floor."
"Yeah... That pretty much goes without saying..."
"So, are you going to dance with him?"
"Sure! Why the hell not? I mean, why shouldn't I?"
"Well, you've seen him in action before, haven't you?"
"Yeah! I sure have!"
"And, you think that you'll be able to handle him okay? You
know, if he tries to pull some of that macho asshole, God's Gift
to Women crap of his on you?"
"Oh, I think I can handle Bob all right! I mean, if he starts
any of his funny business, rest assured! I'll put him in his
place so fast it'll make his head spin!"
"Okay! But, just to be on the safe side, I want you to know that
Bill and I will be keeping an eye on him as well! So, if things
starts to get out of hand and you feel that you've gotten in
over your head and would like some help, you just give either
one of us the high sign and, rest assured, we'll be more than
happy to take care of Old Bob for you! And, that goes for any
other asshole who trys to get fresh with you as well! All
right?"
"Thanks, Mat! I really appreciate that!" Jasmine said as she
turned, drew Mat to her and nonchalantly planted an endearing
kiss square on Mat's cheek.
"Bob..." Jasmine sweetly purred in Bob's ear as she reached up
and, grabbing a few strands of the hair growing out his temple,
wickedly gave it a hard yank as she concurrently twisted it.
"Look! It's your choice! You can either take your hand off my
ass right this instant or, you can plan on singing soprano in
that church choir you and your wife sing in every Sunday!"
As ticked-off as he was on being called on his crass behavior,
Bob contritely complied.
"Now, that's a good boy!" Jasmine wickedly snickered. "I would
strongly suggest that if you really feel the need to play
grab-ass with somebody tonight, that somebody ought to be Vicki.
But, mark my word! If you try it with me, or with Mary, or even
with Ann, I promise you: you will live to regret it! I do hope
you understand, Bob? You know, that I'm not kidding about this!
You know, not by any stretch of the imagination..."
"Hey, Mat!" Bill called across the table. "Did Jasmine just do
what I think she did?"
"If you mean: did Jasmine just give Bob a good piece of her
mind? " "Yeah..."
"Well, given that hang-dog look of his, it sure seems to me that
she must have!"
"Serves him right!" Mary chimed in. "It about time somebody told
that egotistical A-hole where to get off!"
Jeff could not believe how much fun he was having as a girl. She
loved the way she felt. She loved the way she looked. She loved
the lithe and shameless erotic way she moved. She loved how
sensual she felt. She knew she was three sheets to the wind
beyond exhilarated and savoring every blessed moment of it. She
luxuriated not only in the appraising looks that men afforded
her, but also in the jealous glares of other women. Her body had
become her mistress - Her dominatrix, so to speak! - and Jeff
found herself compelled to comply with its' wanton nature. While
Jeff's life as a male member of society was a constant balancing
act between an extroverted and an introverted nature, she found
that as Jasmine, Magatrix had afforded her no wiggle-room
whatsoever. She was clearly an unmitigated extrovert who both
enjoyed and flamboyantly demanded the limelight. Owing to
Magatrix's decree, Jasmine found herself to be a dick-teaser's
dick teaser. The very act of walking to and from the Caldron's
parquet dance floor was not only a flirtatious act for her, but
a real self-targeted turn-on as well. She gushed with a raw and
eager sensuality and she knew it.
"So..." Mat beamed. "What do you say, Jazz? Is it my turn again
to trip the light fantastic with you?"
"Hey! As much as I'd like to, buddy, I really need to sit out a
couple! You know, to catch my breath, so to speak! Hey! Why
don't you ask Magatrix here if she would like to dance?" Mat did
and was surprised to find that Magatrix was eager to take him up
on his offer. However, before Mat escorted the shapely magician
to the dance floor, Mat once again addressed Jasmine and said.
"Just remember, Jazz! I've got dibs on the next slow dance! All
right?"
"Sure, pal! Whatever you say..."
"So..." Mary began as she leaned in close and gently placed her
left hand down on the upper arch of Jasmine's nylon ensconced
right leg as a means to gain the blonde bombshell's attention.
"It appears to me that you're really enjoying yourself tonight,
Jeff."
"Yeah... You could say that! You know, 'cause I guess I kind of
sort of am..."
"And, it also would seem that you really like to dance..."
"Yeah! I guess I do at that!"
"And, it would seem that you don't mind dancing with guys?"
"No! Though I can't figure out why, you're right! I don't mind
dancing with guys at all! I mean, while I'm still a guy - You
know, up here in this head of mine! You know, who still likes
girls! You know, in the worst friggin' way! - when I get out on
the dance floor, for some reason or another, dancing with a guy
seems like the most natural thing in the world for me! Ironic,
isn't it? I mean: here I am! Fitted out with a body that won't
quit! You know, that's as feminine as feminine can be! And, as
long as I'm not out there dancing, my mind's as manly as it ever
was! That's to say that I have a hard time coming to terms with
the notion that I've actually been out there dancing with
another guy! You know, because I'm not a gay-bird by any stretch
of the imagination!"
In an effort to console her friend, Mary offered. "I know you're
not gay, Jeff! So does everybody else!"
"Then explain to me why I kissed Mat?"
"You didn't!" Mary giddily exclaimed. "You mean to tell me that
you actually kissed him on the lips?"
"No! Not on the lips! I kissed him on the cheek! And, to make
matters worse, it seemed like the most natural thing in the
world for me to do! You know, when I did it!"
"So..." Mary summarized. "You're now wondering if you're some
sort of latent homosexual or something! You know, because you
impulsively did a girl thing and gave a guy a little friendly
peck on the cheek!"
"Yeah... I guess so..."
"Well, you needn't worry that pretty little head of yours about
the prospect of your being a homosexual and liking guys and all!
Because, take it from me! You're not! You're just feeling that
way because Magatrix has it rigged that way so that you could
handle dancing with guys! I mean, you still like girls, don't
you?"
"Oh, yeah! You bet your ass I do! Trouble is, Mary: the girl I
like most right now is me!"
"Well, given the way you look - You know, as a girl! - I think
it more or less goes without saying that you have every right to
feel the way you do! You know, as in I would suspect that it's
the most natural thing in the world for you to be feeling -
Shall we say! - narcissistic! You know, liking yourself the way
you say you do! And, let me let you in on a secret, Jeff! When
it comes to that marvelous body that Magatrix fitted you out
with, there isn't a woman here that isn't to one degree or
another envious of you! You know, because that body of yours is
- As they say! - to die for!"
"Mary..." Jasmine said with some hesitancy. "By the way
everybody's acting, I've got a feeling that I may have said some
things earlier that, under other circumstances, there's no way
in hell I would have said. So tell me! Am I right about that or
what? I mean, by any chance did Magatrix have me answer a whole
bunch of personal questions or something?"
Mary's answer was just as hesitant as Jasmine's question had
been. "Yes. I'm afraid your right! She did have you answer some
questions."
"So, did I let the cat out of the bag and say something about
you? You know, about how I felt about you? You know, about how
I've been wanting to ask you out?"
"Yes... I'm afraid to say that you did..."
"Oh!"
"But, as it works out, Jeff, I'm really glad you did! You know,
because I like you, Jeff! You know, as in: I like you a lot!
And, I'd really like to go out with you!"
"You would? But, I though that you we involved with someone!"
"I am! Sort of..."
Though she was enjoying herself immensely, Jeffrey became keenly
aware of the irrefutable fact that she was riding an emotional
roller-coaster. While he - as a she - was out on the dance
floor, gyrating that pert and perky heart shaped derriere of
hers off, Magatrix's injunction kicked in and inundated her mind
with a female's mind-set. At all other times however, Jasmine's
mind and, more importantly, that libido of hers, was staunchly
male. Though convoluted to the extremes, it all seemed somehow
right to Jeff. Right and oddly enough, manageable. Whenever she
was not dancing, Jasmine found herself to be a narcissist who
was so in love lust with herself that it took every ounce of her
will power and then some, to keep herself from playing a crass
game of grab-ass and titty-tweak with all those new and nifty
attributes of hers. However, even though she was a narcissist,
as torqued and turned on as she was, an erotic empathy factor
kicked in and, instead of lessening her sense of sexual
attraction to other women, it only served to increase it by
leaps and bounds. In other words, whenever Jasmine was not out
on the dance floor, she was quick to realize that she was not
only a self-avowed narcissist, but an unabashed lesbian as well.
Over and over and over again, she found herself entertaining a
sexual fantasy in which she jumped Mary Edwards' bones and Mary
enthusiastically reciprocated by returning the favor and
energetically engaging in a little tongue-in-grove work of her
own.
'Damn!' Jasmine thought as Mat once again enfolded her into the
ever so intimate embrace of a slow dance. 'This isn't right!
There's no way I should like dancing with Mat or, for that
matter, any man as much as I do! 'Shit! My tits are rock hard
and erect! And, I'll be damned if Mat hasn't got a boner! 'Wow!
I did that! I actually gave him a hard-on!
'Now that's really something...' Jasmine thought as she snuggled
in to get a better feel of her friend's erect member pressing
hard up against that trim and enticingly taught lower abdomen of
hers.
"Jazz..." Mat helplessly murmured as he nuzzled her ear. "Do you
have any idea at all what you're doing to me?"
With a little teasing bump and grind to accentuate her remarks,
Jasmine, who as hot and bothered as partner was, seductively
intoned, "If you mean: do I know that I'm turning you on, the
answer is yes... Mat!" Jasmine breathless whimpered. "I can't
believe that I'm actually saying this! But, I want you to kiss
me! And, I want you to kiss me now!"
Mat, who wanted nothing more than to do just that, passionately
complied.
"Holy, shit!" a sexually exasperated Jasmine exclaimed as their
lips parted. "That was wonderful, Mat! Absolutely wonderful...
I mean, I can't believe I'm actually saying something like this!
But, take it from me, Mat! You really are a good kisser! Please,
Mat!" Jasmine aggressively implored. "Before the dance is over!
Before I stop feeling the way I do now! Before I won't want you
to! I beg you! While I'm feeling all feminine like I am, please
kiss me again!"
"Mary!" Jasmine said as she demurely seated herself at the
table. "You'll never believe what I just did!"
"I already know! You see, Jeff, I was keeping my eye on you when
you were out there dancing with Mat!"
"You were? So, I take it that you saw Mat and me kissing?"
"Oh, yeah! I most certainly did! I saw the two of you kiss each
other not once! But twice!"
"Oh! So, you really were watching!"
"I sure was! I was watching the two of you like a hawk!
"How come?"
"Well... let's just say that I'm a little concerned! You know,
about your welfare! You know, with your being a girl and all...
So, what do you say, Jeff! How about we just leave it at that!
Okay? So, tell me! What did you think? You know, about being
kissed? ou know, because I'd really like to hear what you
thought about it! I mean, speaking as one girl to another, did
you like it?"
"I'm afraid that that's not an easy thing for me to answer...
You know, as in I have to admit that I absolutely loved it then!
You know, when Mat and I were out there dancing... But, as soon
as we weren't, as soon as he let go of my hand, everything got
weird and I started feeling kind of icky about it! You know,
realizing that I had not only just kiss another man, but that I
had enjoyed it immensely!"
"Okay! I think I've got the picture! When you're dancing, the
way Magatrix has the game rigged, you're in total girl mode! You
know, as in your mind is in - shall we say - sexual sync with
that revamped body of yours! So, given that little fly in the
ointment, it's pretty much a given that you would enjoy being
kissed by a guy! You know, whenever you're dancing..."
"It's worse than that, Mary! I mean, the way I was feeling at
the time, I was so hot and horny that I found myself wondering
what it would be like to have Mat's thingie shoved up inside of
this new little you-know-what of mine!"
"You didn't?" Mary couldn't help but chuckle.
"Hey! Come on! This isn't funny!"
"Sure it is! It's as funny as all get-out! I mean, it may not be
funny to you, Jeff! But, I've got to tell you that it's a riot
for the rest of us! You know, to see you flip-flopping! You
know, from being a flirtatious, dancing fool one moment, to
being - I guess what you might call! - a lesbian narcissist!"
"Mat!" Jasmine meekly intoned as she felt herself drawn into her
friend's embrace. "We really need to talk!"
"About what?"
"About what happened before..."
"Oh! You mean about the two of us kissing?"
"Yes! We need to talk about that!"
"No, we don't!
"Oh, yeas we do!"
"All right then! If you insist! Go right ahead! Talk away! I
listening..."
"Well..." Jasmine, at a loss as to how to begin, lamely
stammered. "I just don't want you to get the wrong idea... I
mean, whatever Magatrix did to me - you know, to make it so that
I could actually enjoy dancing with men! - I've got to tell ya!
It has really done a number on my head! I mean, you've got to
understand that if it weren't for what she did to me, there's no
way in the world that I would have allowed you to kiss me!"
Nuzzling her ear as he did so, Mat tenderly whispered. "I know,
Jazz! May I remind you: I was sitting right there when Magatrix
laid that rather convoluted post-hypnotic suggestion on you!
And, because I was: I know that none of this is your doing!
That's to say that I know that you're only acting this way
because that's how Magatrix set the whole thing up... Look,
Jazz! You and I are friends, right? So, if you're worried about
how I'm going to feel about this tomorrow, don't! Speaking for
myself, I'm fine with it! And, you should be fine with it too!
You know, because the way Magatrix has the whole thing rigged,
you have absolutely nothing to feel bad about! Okay?"
Jasmine, though she did so with a good degree of hesitancy,
found herself agreeing with Mat's assertions.
"Look, Jazz!' Mat said in an effort to further placate her.
"There's no need for you to get those new tittys of yours in an
uproar! You know, just because you and I kissed a couple of
times! Look! Take it for what its' worth! But, here's my
suggestion! You ought to just go with the flow and enjoy it! I
mean, how often does I guy get to know how it feels to be a
girl? Or, to put that another way, Magatrix has afford you a
rare opportunity and you'd be a real asshole not to take full
advantage of it!"
"Mat!" Jasmine purred.
"Yes..."
"Would you please just shut up and kiss me!"
"I'd be delighted to... You know, just as long as I have your
assurance that you'll respect me in the morning...."
"Hey, Mat!" Jasmine began quizzically as the two of them made
they way off the dance floor and back towards their table. "What
gives between Magatrix and Mary? I mean, have you noticed that
every time I get up to dance with either you or Bill or one of
the other guys who have asked me, one or the other of them
slides over into my seat? You know, so they can talk to one
another!"
"Now that you mention it, I most certainty have!
"In fact, the two of them seem to be as thick as thieves! You
know, gabbing away about something or other..."
"Where's Bob and Vicki?" Jasmine asked about fifteen minutes
later as Bill escorted her back to the table. Providing an
answer, Ann quipped "Oh! Those two! They took off about five
minutes ago!" "So, is Bob going to get lucky tonight?" Jasmine
asked.
"Probably not!" Mat chuckled as he placed his beer glass back on
the table. "Vicki didn't look none to happy with him! You know,
given the way he's been lewdly gawking at you all night, Jazz!"
"Serves him right!" Mary said with a degree of indignation
clearly conveyed in her voice. "You know, specially so since
he's a married man and all..."
"Jeff!" Mary began. "Mat and I have been talking while you were
dancing with Bill and, while I know he was supposed to drive you
back over to work after we leave here tonight so that you can
pick up your car, we kind of thought that it might be for the
best if I take you home tonight. You know, since I have to go
right past your place on my way home anyway! Then, tomorrow
morning, I'll just stop by your place and pick you up and you
can ride into work with me. Okay?" "Sure!" Jeff replied. "Sounds
like a plan to me!"
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