Magician's Assistant - Friends & Lovers Part 6

"Shit!" Glancing out the window, an extremely edgy Mike fumed. "It's still dark! I wonder what time dawn will get here?"

Taking a second to orient herself, Mike confirmed the fact that the window she was looking out of faced roughly south. Having been able to make out a few of the brighter stars that hung in the sky, Mike knew that were she to look out the window and off to her left, she should soon be able to discern the first glimmer of the coming dawn.

There was nothing else for Mike to do, but to get dressed.

Trouble was, the only thing she had to put on were the clothes she had been wearing the night before, the very same ones that Magatrix had magically provided Mike with backstage in the close confines of the room that served as the magician's dressing room. While she loved the way she had looked decked out in that sinfully scintillating liquid silver club dress and matching stiletto heels, Mike did not relish the idea of turning back into a man who was in turn, trussed up in the debasing ignominy of such feminine finery. Mike knew that if that were to happen, it would only depress her more then she already was.

Then, as Mike stood there, pondering what she was going to do about clothing herself, it suddenly dawned on her. She probably did not have a thing to worry about. More than likely, if Magatrix had the game rigged the way Mike suspected she did, everything would probably just take care of itself. Since Magatrix had changed the slacks and sweater she, as a he, had been wearing into first, a skimpy and thoroughly sexy magician's assistant costume, that had in turn had been transformed into the ever so flattering liquid silver club wear after the show was over, it seemed reasonable to Mike that everything, including her clothes, would probably revert to normal with the advent of dawn's unwanted arrival.

Since she had little recourse but to go with what she thought to be a logical assumption on her part, Mike gathered up the haphazardly discarded garments, and having sorted them out on the bed, selected the silver satin thong as the first article of clothing to be donned.