Pleasure Cruise - Part XIX (Patreon)

1,500+ words take a classic trick into a classic fetish direction...

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Over a dozen hands went up and Zynthia called on two of them, instructing each woman to strip and leave their clothes on their chairs.

The volunteer with deep brown skin made it up to the stage first. She was just a few inches over five feet without the heels she’d left in the audience, brown curly hair bouncing around a thin-yet-soft face. She held her breasts in her hands as she ascended the steps, each just a palmful. Some members of the audience gasped as they saw the incredible ass she sported, a perfect round specimen almost too juicy for her petite frame. She introduced herself with a light French accent as Antoinette.

The second volunteer towered over Antoinette and could look the rabbit magician in the eyes despite being barefoot. Most of this height was found in her incredibly long and toned legs. Long blonde hair fell straight down around her shoulders and over a generous pair of breasts which bounced and swung as she came up the steps to the stage. She introduced herself as Rachel with a British accent.

“Thank you both for volunteering!” Zynthia greeted the pair and guided them to stage right, “If you’ll please stand over here I need to bring out what we need for this final trick!”

Zynthia waved her hands and three very large puffs of smoke erupted from the stage, all centered for the audience. As the smoke cleared three stacks of identical red boxes were visible, each stack made of four cubes. Some of the audience recognized these as the tools used for the classic Zig-Zag trick, where a woman stood in each stack, blades pushed “through” her at the top of each box, and her body “shifted” left and right.

At the moment the doors on the front of each box were closed, and Zynthia led Antoinette and Rachel over to center stage. Zynthia stopped at the first tower of boxes and opened each of the four doors, showing Antoinette and the audience that each box was empty.

Zynthia manifested a small lift at the bottom of the first tower so that when Antoinette stood in the tower her head was cleanly entirely in the top box, her chest and crossed arms were in the second box, her stomach and hips in the third box, and her legs in the bottom box. She closed each door except for the box that contained Antoinette’s head. Zynthia instructed Rachel to help her slide the “blades” into each box, eliciting only a yip and exclamation of “Zose are cold!” from Antoinette. A pleasurable numbness rose up Antoinette’s body until it reached her neck.

Zynthia took Rachel to the boxes on the other end of the trio and guided the blonde into the tower, her body lined up in the four boxes like Antoinette’s was. Zynthia closed each door, except for Rachel’s head, and slid in the “blades.” Rachel laughed and cooed, saying that they “Tingled.” The same numbness Antoinette was enjoying also rose up to Rache’s neck.

The audience was loving this, and Zynthia smiled with pride.

“Now, we’ve sliced up our two lovely volunteers, who certainly don’t appear any worse for wear, do they? But you’ve noticed I’ve got three towers up here, and while I know you’re all hoping that’s for me I have a different surprise to reveal…”

Winking at the packed theatre Zynthia stepped up to the side of the center box tower and knocked her palm on the side of the bottom cube, then the next three above it. With each smack the door opened, the bottom revealing rubber feet and legs arched up on their toes, the next up displaying a gaping sex doll vagina, the next enormous rubber tits and arms, and the top confirming the open-mouthed visage of an expensive and high-end sex doll.

“Dolly here is the third ‘volunteer’ we’ll be working with…” Zynthia took center stage, raising her hands and waving them around. Behind her the bottom three doors of Dolly shut, the blades floated and cut into her on her own, and then Antoinette, Rachel, and Dolly’s head boxes rose into the air. The living volunteers and audience gasped. Dolly retained her O-face.

“Just beyond this theatre is a casino, and I highly recommend you check it out. But if you play any card games, just make sure the dealer does a good shuffle!”

As she finished speaking all nine closed boxes started to shift around back-and-forth beneath the three floating heads. They moved swiftly, quickly stacking in one spot, then shifting to the far side, then the middle, then back, then around again. Zynthia wasn’t watching, and soon no one in the audience could keep track of which box had started where. Finally Zynthia spun her hands and snapped, and the boxes settled back into three towers, Antoinette, Rachel, and Dolly’s heads all lower down to the top of their stack.

“So, let’s see what each of our volunteers was dealt, shall we?”

Zynthia cross stage left to Antoinette, and some in the audience who had only been watching Zynthia gasped as they took note of Antoinette’s tower.

Antoinette noticed she was a bit taller than before.

“Oh, why am I up zo high?” the volunteer mused as Zynthia removed the blades, “Oh, zhat tickles!” An erotic warmth also accompanied each blade’s removal. With the blades gone the rabbit magician smacked each box and the doors opened.

All four doors.

Antoinette stepped out of the tower with a mix of body parts. Her head was connected to Dolly’s torso - and Antoinette discovered she could move the rubber arms she was grafted atop. Her dark skin transitioned at the middle of her neck into the near-white artificial pale of Dolly’s chest and large stiff breasts, perfectly round areola circling stiff rubber nubs as thick as markers.

The amazed volunteer raised her hands to examine their latex molding when another pair of hands rose into view beyond her fake titties. These were her own hands, and a quick check of her body revealed to Antoinette that Dolly’s upper body had been stacked on top of her! Just below the rubber boobs were her own!

Sliding her four hands down her body Antoinette found her hips, which had also come from Dolly. Twenty fingers circled the open and very sensitive pussy, which was beginning to make known its emptiness to the volunteer. Past her plastic ass Antoinette’s new form stretched out into Rachel’s amazingly toned long Caucasian legs.

“Wow, zees eez, zees is unbelievable!” Antoinette grinned, learning how to send all four hands to her various new expanses of flesh. It all felt wonderfully erotic.

“So glad you like your new arrangement...time to see what Rachel got!” Zynthia exclaimed, strutting over to the other woman. The audience had already been whispering to itself about Rachel's tower.

“I can already tell I’m a little shorter…” the blonde laughed to herself, shivering as the blades came out and Zynthia knocked each door open. Rachel took a step out of the tower and found herself wobbling atop the stretched and pointed rubber feet at the end of Dolly’s articulated legs. She quickly discovered that while she could bend her knees, Dolly’s ankles were stiff and kept her poised on the toes.

“Oh! My balance! This will take some practice - especially without arms!”

Only two boxes had ended up underneath Rachel’s head, whose neck transitioned outwards to connect with the darker groin and ass that had once been Antionette's. At the upper thigh the human flesh switched to the pale rubber legs.

“Let me help you with zhose…” Antoinette volunteered, crossing quickly to her fellow volunteer. Antoinette’s lower arms found Rachel’s shoulder-hips and steadied her - and Rachel found that her face was lined up with Dolly’s former pussy. Rachel couldn’t help herself and gave it a lick.

“Ooooh…” Antoinette quivered, “Zhat is nice…”

“Before you begin enjoying each other, or your own parts, we should see how Dolly fared…” Zynthia interrupted. She stepped back to the remaining tower and knocked each door open, revealing Dolly’s head, Antoinette’s breasts and arms, Rachel’s hips, and Antoinette’s legs. It was a lovely combination.

“Now, just as Dolly’s parts have become functional for you, your parts have become functional for her. With one twist…” Zynthia took one hand and pinched Antoinette’s former breasts, and slipped a finger into Rachel’s former groin. Both volunteers gasped and moaned as they felt the attention. “...you can feel the attention our love doll will get. Knowing this, would you like to send Dolly off to some random part of the ship and see how people party with her?”

Antoinette and Rachel looked up and down to each other, then turned back to the magician with blushing smiles.

“Yes,” was their unified reply. Zynthia gave a wink to the audience, and with another round of smoke plumes the boxes and Dolly vanished from the stage. Antoinette helped Rachel off the stage, the pair rubbing up against each other until they had to separate to find their seats. They shared their stateroom numbers before splitting.

to be continued...