Magic Is Real

By Amy Sadler © 2020

The Magician’s Assistant

Mike Maxwell was 18-years-old, just turned, he had curly blonde hair, blue eyes, he was 5ft 4in tall and he was of slim build, his parents died when he was 16-years-old and  he had been placed in a YMCA, because no children’s home would have him, but he hated it there. Today was Mike’s birthday, the staff of the YMCA were preparing a birthday party for him, which will be held at 6pm until 10pm. Mike got out of bed, he hated PJ’s, so he slept in his underwear instead, Y-Fronts, as they were of the fashion.

A black limousine car had pulled up outside of the YMCA building, but this was not America, the YMCA was in Whitegate in the North West of England. However, though limo’s can be hired out and used in the UK, for rich people, etc. A man in his 30’s wearing a 3-piece suit, all black, apart from his shirt, which was white, had gotten out of the limo, he held in his right hand a big silver briefcase.

He approached the YMCA, entered into the building and went to the reception desk. One of the of the YMCA Staff, came to answer the desk. “Yes, how may I help you?” Asked Rosa, as her name tag had her name on it. Rosa had long brown hair, hazel brown eyes, she was 45-years-old, 5ft 6in tall and she was of a medium build. “I am Mr Lawson, Jack Lawson, I have an appointment to see the senior manageress here, Miss Christie Cartwright.” Said Mr Lawson in a very pleasant manner. Rosa of 35-years-old, smiled at him. “If you will kindly wait here sir, I will check that for you.” Rosa replied quite happily.

She left Mr Lawson waiting, but not for far too long, as she soon had returned. “I have checked and indeed Miss Cartwright is expecting you, please would you kindly follow me. I shall take you to her office.” Said Rosa with a smile on her face. “Gladly, by all means, please lead the way.” Replied Mr Lawson. So Rosa walked off and he followed her. Christie Cartwright was the head of the children’s home, Rosa soon arrived at Miss Cartwright’s office, Rosa opened the door and announced. “Mr Lawson is here to see you Miss Cartwright.”

Christie had long blonde hair, blue eyes, she was a few inches taller than Rosa, though right now she was sat behind a mahogany desk. She was of a slim build, she saw Rosa and smiled at her and said. “By all means send Mr Lawson in, thank you.” Rosa opened the office door and waited for Mr Lawson to enter the office, before shutting the door behind him. “Mr Lawson, what a pleasant surprise to see a man of your standing here. What brings you here, may I ask?” Mr Lawson was a Magician, a famous one at that and like all magicians he was a member of the Magicians Guild, which everyone all knew about and also that a luckily select few people are chosen by each and different magician to taken on as their Apprentice.

It was quite an honour for the lucky chosen one. Every year a magician seeks out an individual to recruit, as part of the Magician’s Charter of the Magic Guild, where that person will be taught and trained in the ways of becoming a Magician. Not just anyone could be one and there was a law governing the use of magic without being a fully qualified and licenced magician, but that was simply just the way things were.

Mr Lawson smiled as he replied to Christie’s question. “I am here to take Mike Maxwell under my wing to train him the ways of magic, I have with me all of the necessary legal documents to take him under my personal care.” And upon those words, he opened up the silver briefcase, took out a folder that was full of legal documents, he handed the folder now over to Christie, who looked surprised. “What? Are you sure you want to have him as your apprentice?” Asked Christie in shock. “Yes I am very sure and yes. I am fully and completely aware that Mike has a criminal record for emotional abuse of females, making fun of them, but in a bad way, also for lifting up their skirts or the skirts of their dresses to see their knickers.”

“Being a magician, does mean being among children for children’s parties does it not?” Asked Christie in alarm. “Yes it does. However, Miss Cartwright, I perform magic for an entirely adult audience and not only that, I am quite sure that Mike will be on his best behaviour while under my guidance.” Replied Mr Lawson in a pleasant but firm tone of voice. Christie looked through the legal documents, everything was all in order. “When will you be taking him?” Christie asked, not happy about the fact that Mike had been chosen for something that some other boy clearly would deserve.

“Today.” Replied Mr Lawson. “What? You can’t. I mean the staff as we speak are making him a birthday cake, not that he actually deserves one, but every adult male that comes here gets a birthday party on their birthday, it would be wrong of us to not give Mike one. “Replied Christie in hope that Mr Lawson might just change his mind. “Trust that I know what I am doing Miss Cartwright, by the time I have finished with Mike, he will be completely changed, you have my word on that.” Replied Mr Lawson with a very soothing tone of voice.

“But what about the party?” Asked Christie. “Have it without him. Sorry, but I cannot have any delay in my matter. Mike needs to come with me and come with me now, ready or not. Oh, do not worry, I will see to whatever he needs.” Christie was not sure what to say, but finally she replied. “Very well Mr Lawson, I shall have Rosa go and fetch him and bring him right here for you.”

“Thank you, I would appreciate that.” Replied Mr Lawson.

It did not take long for Christie to get Rosa to bring Mike to her office. “What is this all about Miss Cartwright?” Asked Mike surprised to see Lawson the Magnificent also in Miss Cartwrights office. “Mr Lawson here will explain that to you.” Replied Christie. “Mike I have chosen for you to become my apprentice, you will come to live with me and I will train you in the ways of magic.” Said Mr Lawson with a smile on his face. Mike could hardly believe his ears. “Me? Wow, that is awesome.” Remarked Mike who was nearly almost lost for words.

“You should be thanking Mr Lawson here.” Remarked Christie in an angry tone at Mike. “That’s okay Miss Cartwright, all will be well.” Replied Mr Lawson very calmly. “Very well, take him then.” Said Christie in a not so happy tone of voice. Mr Lawson left with Mike, who followed him out of the YMCA and into the limousine.

Mr Lawson lived in a mansion of course, the building was white, with two towers at either end of it, the chauffer opened the side door for Mike and Mr Lawson to get out of the limo, they got out and walked over to the front door of the mansion. Mr Lawson opened the front door and lead Mike to the study room. The study room was, well, not quite what Mike had expected, wall to wall shelves full of books. This study room was quite simple, with yellow walls, to the left of the room there was a framed oil painting of a waterfall, an arm chair with a foot stool, just underneath that, adjacent to it there was a bookcase, but filled with only just a few books.

Which was odd to say the least, adjacent to that was a wall mirror, at the back of the room there was a three seated sofa across from that there was a table with a bowel of fruit on it and across from that was the main doors into the study room itself. On the right side of the study room, there was two shelves on the wall filled with varying pottery adjacent to them was a chimney breast with a hollowed out section that held a jar inside and a book holder in the shape of a basket. Above it there was a framed piece of stained glass artwork with another one adjacent to it and that was all that there was.

The study was quite small and so odd looking, but Mike said nothing, as Mr Lawson placed his silver briefcase on the sofa and opened it up, there was a contract for Mike to sign, as all would be magicians had to sign one, as part of the Magician’s Charter. Mr Lawson took out a pen from the inside pocket of his jacket, he handed it and the contract over to Mike. “I will need you to sign this for me.” He said with a smile. “What is it?” Asked Mike. “It’s a contract, it is all legal and above board, nothing for you to worry about, just sign it.” Replied Mr Lawson.

“Sure.” Replied Mike, all excitedly, as he took the pen and signed the contract, which he gave back to Mr Lawson, who took it with a smile, as he said. “Excellent, there is no time to lose. We shall be taken to Maxie’s Theatre, where will be performing a magic show there and you shall assist me.” Mike was giddy, he was going to participate in a magic show just like that, so soon? “Wow, that’s great Mr Lawson, but don’t we need to rehearse or something?”

“Sorry to be throwing you in the deep end, but there is no time for rehearsals? Don’t worry, I am sure you will do fine, I will be doing all of the magic, all you need to do, is merely assist me.” Replied Mr Lawson with a smile.

“Oh.” Remarked Mike in confusion. “But don’t you need to practise those magic tricks?” Asked Mike feeling a little anxious. “Not at all my dear. I am a Master Magician, nothing ever goes wrong. Time is of the essence, we leave immediately.” Remarked Mr Lawson pointing towards the study room doors. Mike simply just walked out, along with Mr Lawson, soon they were outside of the mansion and back inside the black limo once again. It got to the theatre in good time. Mike was taken to a dressing room that had his name on the door.

He was surprised, but very happy at the same time. Mr Lawson entered carrying a suitcase this time with him. He opened it up. “What’s inside there?” Asked Mike curiously. “Why your costume my dear.” Replied Mr Lawson, why did he keep calling him dear? Mike wandered. “Ace, I get a cool suit just like what you are wearing.” Said Mike in excitement, as Mr Lawson began to place out on a table that was inside the dressing room, Mike’s costume, Mike came to take a look and his face went pale white.

Laid out on top of the table was first a pair of Red and gold rimmed T-Bar Shoes with a flat heal, next to them was a pair of white socks with red and gold laced frills at the top, next to them was a pair of red and gold knickers with gold laced edges and finally next to them, was a red and gold design skirted leotard. “What the heck is all of this?” Asked Mike in alarm. “I have already told you, all of this is your costume my dear.” Said Mr Lawson with a smile

“What no way.” Replied Mike in shock. “You signed a contract that explicitly says you agree to the Sissy Code of Conduct clause, as my Assistant.” Replied Mr Lawson with a smile. “That can’t be true. I am to be your apprentice.” Remarked Mike in anger. “Apprenticeship under the Sissy Code of Conduct Clause, so you will and shall put on your costume Missy, which will be your new name from now on.” Remarked Mr Lawson with a smile.

“No way, you can’t make me wear all of these things.” Remarked Mike in complete anger, as he pointed to all the items of his costume that were laid out on the table. “Oh but I can.” Replied Mr Lawson with a click of his fingers, there was a sudden flash of light and everything that Mike was wearing, even right down to his Y-Fronts had vanished and now in their place, as he saw and notice in the dressing room mirror, that he was wearing that skirted leotard, he could feel the knickers underneath and they were making his penis go all erect. “What? What just happened?” Asked Mike in complete shock and dismay.

“Why magic of course, silly Missy.” Replied Mr Lawson with a chuckle. “But, but real magic isn’t real.” Mike cried, as he tried to take off his costume, but it would not come off. “Oh but it is my dear and now it is on with the show and you shall be my sweet cute assistant for the entire evening.” Replied Mr Lawson with a smile, as he waved with his hand for Mike, aka Missy to follow him now out of the dressing room, Missy to her shock and dismay felt her feet move on their own accord, as she began to walk off out of the dressing room and out onto the stage in front of a jam packed live audience.

TO BE CONTINUED.