Patron Reward: Jester's Fight Night (Patreon)

Another reward fic for the month. Sort of a revisit of an older story of catfighting stage magicians, but this one's an organized act instead of a vengeful brawl (that's presented as if it were a vengeful brawl). I'm starting to get through the rewards and cutting into the voted stories lately, getting back into the groove on these.

Many were eager to see the locally famous Ariel Laforge perform. Her talent for stage magic, performing, and stunt work were only amplified by her raw sexuality, fusing them together in what one critic called “a chaotic, sexed up slapstick catfight between stage magicians.” It was meant to be a scathing review, but the description drew crowds even faster than the show already was.

Her performance on April first was pitched as her biggest show yet. A holiday for foolery! Old and new fans alike came to buy up tickets like mad. Ariel sold out every seat and a few extras for those willing to stand in the back to witness her sexual clowning.

The curtains parted and Ariel stood at the center of the stage. There was immediate applause at the sight of her, between her reputation and her sex appeal. She had reddish brown hair that was stylishly curled around her shoulders. She wore a tight bodysuit with a black and white checkered pattern and striped thigh-high boots. The patterns amplified her sexy curves by bending along with her  hourglass body type. Her leotard rode high on her inner thigh and low on her bosom, letting her jiggly breasts dance about with the slightest movement like they were about to pop out at a moment’s notice. A fancifully painted eyemask ran from the tip of her nose to just below her eyebrows, and a bell-tipped jester’s hat topped her head.

“Welcome, one and all, to the sexiest show of sorcery you shall ever see!” Ariel announced in her loud and theatrical voice.

“Tonight, you’ll be thrilled and tantalized by all manner of sexual spectacle! But first, I simply cannot start things off without my partner. The woman who puts the ‘ass’ in lovely assistant, let’s bring out my bubble-brained aide, Mindy Malone!”

A bright pink box on a set of small wheels rolled out from backstage. Ariel stopped it with one boot and turned it around until the label “Bimbo in a box” could be seen by the audience. A huge pair of tits stuck out from a form-fitting hole beneath the words. They chuckled as she let them process the gag.

“Hi, everyone!” a voice rang out from inside.

“Nice to see you all! At least, once I get out enough to see you. I’m kinda… stuck…”

Ariel rested her cheek in her hand as a sign of exaggerated exasperation.

“She gets like this sometimes. She just needs little motivation.”

Ariel gave a flourishing gesture that produced a long, narrow red dildo. She held it up showily for the audience before going to the back of the box. She opened up a hatch and thrust it inside. The box burst open as Mindy leapt from her contorted position up to her feet with a yowl.

She was an even bustier blonde, thicker built in an especially feminine way. Her outfit was slightly closer to a genuine clown, painted pale from her face to her cleavage with genuine eyeshadow and lipstick done the white. Her pink-dotted leotard had some frilly lace around the leg and arm holes, and had a large hole cut into its chestfor her tits to swell out of like rising bread dough. Her long hair draped in a few thinner threads, hanging over her shoulders, back and bosom. She rubbed the back of her ass where the toy was implied to have vanished.

“Hey! Watch it! I mean… tadaaa~,” Mindy chimed like she was trying to salvage her big entrance.

The audience laughed and gave her a quick burst of her own applause and catcalls. She put on a big smile for the audience while sneaking annoyed glares at her cohost.

“See? We got it open. We just had to insert the right key,” Ariel said with a wink to the crowd.

“Now as the perverts among you surely know, I am Ariel Laforge and this is my assistant with that magic pussy, Mindy Malone.”

“Heyyy. I’m a lot more than that,” the lovely and busty assistant insisted.

Ariel reached between her legs and with a flash gesture, she pulled out a bright pink thong to show the audience. Mindy blushed and squirmed, patting her hips down like she was checking for where her actual underwear went.

“Well somebody has to hold all the good props. You’ve only got so many sleeves to hide tricks up,” the blonde helper huffed.

“As you can see, I don’t have any sleeves to speak of,” Ariel said, proudly posing and raising her arms to bow to the crowd.

Mindy rolled her eyes. As soon as she stood back up, the blonde gave her a precise shove in the chest. There was a faint clicking sound and a retractable wand shot out of Ariel’s chest, tagging the star in the face. She staggered for a moment and clutched her mouth, scowling at her sidekick as she rubbed the sore spot. Mindy beamed proudly at her payback and gave an especially low and jiggly bow to the audience herself.

“Listen here, you. Don’t forget who’s the star of this show,” Ariel warned sternly.

She shoved a hand down Mindy’s cleavage, making her gasp in shock. She kept reaching deeper, bizarrely so as to exaggerate the busty blonde’s bosom. Ariel stuck out her tongue, clearly searching until she pulled back out with a stuffed rabbit dangling by the ears. She gave a small “tada!” gesture towards it to play to the crowd.

“Hmph! That trick still needed me. And it’s just a stuffed one anyway,” Mindy sniffed indignantly.

“Of course it is. If it were a real one, I couldn’t do this.”

Ariel swung it to bonk Mindy over the head. The slightly shorter blonde winced and rubbed her head, glaring back at her stubborn star. Before Ariel could celebrate her latest trick and slapstick, Mindy grabbed the front of her boss’ costume and tore the entire front of her leotard off of her chest. Ariel’s smug expression dropped as a dozen various props and tricks fell out from their hiding spot in her bosom with a noisy clatter. The audience laughed and hooted for the mocking maneuver and the full view of her bare tits.

Ariel froze, letting everyone get a good look at her before turning stiffly and angrily towards Mindy.

“Watch what you’re doing, you entitled little bimbo! I can’t just pull tricks out of my ass!”

“Oh no? It’s certainly big enough,” Mindy teased with a giggle.

“No. I pull them out of YOURS!”

Ariel pulled on Mindy’s hair, bending her over so that her plump ass faced the crowd. She shrieked and flailed around in an exaggerated struggle. Ariel pulled aside the bottom of her costume, getting another enthusiastic cheer from the crowd as she exposed her ass and pussy. Ariel cupped her hand on the middle of Mindy’s ass and pulled another thong out of her ass. This one was black, and as she pulled she revealed it was tied to another red one. There came an entire string of them like a normal magician would with handkerchiefs, though these came from her assistant’s ass while the blonde bimbo howled and whined the entire time.

Ariel finally popped the last one out, ending with a small flag that read “No refunds beyond this point.” It got another snicker from the crowd as she tossed the last of the thong chain over her shoulder. Mindy caught it before it could hit the ground, grasping it in both fists before looping it around Ariel’s neck from behind. She choked the star out as she gagged and lolled out her tongue, trying to stop her attacking assistant while her tits bounced about. Ariel started stomping firmly on the stage, seeming like she was struggling before she hit a hidden switch. A trapdoor popped open beneath Mindy and she suddenly fell halfway down it with a startled whoop. She only went halfway because her massive boobs got stuck, plugging up the small opening.

“Looks like those bimbo tits are good for something,” Mindy sniffed as she adjusted her mask and half-missing clothes.

With another flourish, she produced a top hat. She gave it a few showy twists to show it was empty before she stood over Mindy and turned it upside down. With another series of loud crashes and clattering, several small weights, rocks, pointed jacks, and other painful-sounding items dropped out and onto the blonde’s swelling boobs. She yelped and squeaked as each of them poked and squashed her tits, making her wince as she struggled to escape the trap door. One final item fell out as a large pair of scissors embedded themselves blades first into the stage. Mindy froze wide-eyed as it perfectly cut open the front of her bodysuit, making her breasts finally spill out from her clothes.

“Being mostly tits is a good look for you. Now if we could just do something about that mouth of yours,” Ariel gloated.

Once Mindy was sure that her breasts were intact from the close call, she grabbed and pulled on one of her costar’s boots. Ariel yelped and did a full front flip before landing on her stomach, her boobs swelling up beneath her chin right on the edge of the stage. Mindy used her body to drag herself out of the trap door and kicked it shut again to prevent the same mistake. The blonde adjusted her torn top, shrugging away most of it down to the waist before she paused. She lifted up one of her heavy tits and pulled out a large piece of metal and plastic. She rolled the joybuzzer she had left in her snug underboob around in her palm, tapping the tip to make sure it still crackled with vibrating electricity. The sound caught Ariel’s attention as she tried to crawl away.

“Wait a second! What are you doing with thaAAAAAH!”

Mindy grabbed her co-star and jammed the joybuzzer into one of her ass cheeks. Ariel trembled and jiggled as her face went through a wild assortment of panic, fear and arousal. Her hips thrust up into the air, making her ass involuntarily twerk for the delighted crowd. Mindy kept it pressed into place until the battery wore itself out. She tossed it aside and dusted off her hands before ripping off the last of Ariel’s clothes. She pulled her up to her knees by the hair, posing the wincing and naked jester for the audience.

“Looks like we’ve got a new star of the show,” Mindy bragged proudly, puffing up her already full chest.

Ariel scowled up at her and swung a short uppercut into her assistant’s crotch. Mindy’s legs and eyes crossed from the low blow, releasing her co-star to hold her aching pussy.

“OHHH~! Careful! Careful!” she whined. “I don’t wanna…”

Ariel ignored her and turned around, tearing down on her costume to leave both performers naked. She swung another punch into Mindy’s pussy, making her emit a shrill scream. It mixed in with the sound of a noisemaker as a large burst of confetti shot out of her crotch like an especially festive squirt. Mindy just gawked and dropped to her knees in the vaguely moist confetti, stunned by the cheap shots.

“That’s enough out of you,” Ariel growled as she went to one side of the stage.

She grabbed a pair of large brass rings a few feet across, giving them a twirl on her arm. She tossed one and then the other into the air, making them catch in midair and lock into place. The audience briefly reacted in surprise before Ariel picked up Mindy by her hair and hips. She dragged the still speechless blonde to her feet and shoved her through the rings, leaving her suspended like they were as her throat and hips caught on the rings. Her breasts dangled beneath her like a dairy cow as she gagged and tried to struggle out of the hoops.

“I really should just make this slut disappear, but I suppose she has her uses in some tricks,” Ariel commented wryly.

She slapped Mindy on the ass, leaving a bright red handprint on her booty. Ariel drummed on it a few more rapid times before she reached backstage. She rolled out a large box on raised wheels with several clearly segmented pieces. A comically large saw was resting on top of it.

“Speaking of, let’s saw this bitch in half. You’re nothing but tits and ass anyway, so let’s separate the two!”

Ariel plucked the tip of the saw, making it wobble noisily in her hand. She turned towards Mindy but the blonde caught her hands on the ring around her neck. She used the leverage to kick back sharply, catching Ariel in the jaw. The jester grunted as the saw flew from her hands and skidded back by the curtain. Mindy pulled herself free from the trapping rings.

“How about I kick your FACE in half!” Mindy threatened clumsily.

She still grabbed her co-star by the hair, doubling her over with a few punches to the stomach. Ariel huffed and once she was softened up enough, Mindy slung her arm over her shoulder and grabbed her by the ass. She suplexed Ariel over her head and right onto the trick box, crumbling it in half beneath them. They both landed exhausted among the shattered wood, breathing heavily and sweating as their heaving bosoms bounced above them. They sluggishly pulled themselves back up to their elbows, but as soon as they saw each other they scowled and lunged back into their petty squabble.

They rolled over each other, pulling hair and kicking and screaming in general. They slapped the other woman’s breasts or spanked her ass in catty attacks that had the audience eating up the action between the brawling, naked magicians. They even bumped into a loose bag of talcum powder left by one of their costumes, kicking up a cartoonish dust cloud around them as fists, feet, breasts and asses stuck out at random points.

As they rolled from one end of the stage to the other, they finally fell out of the dusty cloud. Mindy tumbled over with Ariel quickly sitting on her face. The flailing blonde’s hand smacked against her ass until she shoved her off and acrobatically jumped back to her feet. The ladies faced off again, seeming to ignore the audience as they both took a huge swing at each other. Their knuckles smacked noisily against each other’s cheeks as they stumbled back drunkenly.

“Ugh… I thought we ditched the mirrors trick, cuz I’m seeing double,” Mindy babbled dizzily.

As they both recoiled from the mutual blow Ariel’s foot knocked into the handle of the saw. It went skidding across the stage until it connected with a rope. The blade cut neatly through it and there was the distinct whizzing of it flying around. Two sandbags hit either side of the stage, grabbing Mindy and Ariel’s attention. They looked down just as a length of rope cinched around each of their ankles, lifting them off their feet until they both smacked tits first into each other while dangling upside down. They shrieked as they were whisked up into the catwalk and the curtain closed in front of them. With another thud and some catty, muted bickering from overhead, a sign dropped onto the stage that read “Back in 5.”

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Backstage, the women busily got some water and started changing costumes. Their tricks and stunts had gone off without a hitch, creating another crowd-pleasing show tonight. They slid back into new skimpy costumes packed with more tricks and props. Ariel nodded over to her partner with a smile.

“Okay! Ready for act two?”

“I thought it was round two.”

“Same difference. Let’s roll.”