By: Notmania
Zeke wanted to pursue a career as an entertainer, but no matter how hard tried, he never seemed to be able to find an opportunity to do so. He was down on his luck and quite desperate, so he frequently checked job listings in hopes of getting his start. Being young and inexperienced however, he never seemed to meet the required qualifications required for any of the jobs that appealed to him.
That was until he found an opening to perform as assistant to a magician known as “Marissa the Magnificent”, someone who was apparently pretty famous despite Zeke having never heard of her. According to the job description, the only requirement for the job was the ability to follow orders, which seemed a bit limiting, but was simple enough.
Saturday evening, Zeke arrived at the Stardom Central Theatre, a renowned theater located downtown. He was dressed in his best suit, hoping to make a good first impression.
Feeling quite optimistic, the boy entered the theater and made his way to the backstage area. Immediately, he was greeted by a beautiful woman, who seductively walked towards him. As she approached him, Zeke couldn’t help but feel a bit intimidated by the curvy, statuesque lady.
“Ah, you must be my new assistant.” the woman said as she looked down at her newest applicant. “I gotta say, you’re a rather cute one. Zeke, was it?”
“Y-yep. That’s me...” Zeke meekly replied.
“As I guessed. Anyways, I’m Marissa the Magnificent, though you most certainly knew that already.” Marissa boasted in a rather smug tone.
“Y-yeah, I suppose so.” The boy responded awkwardly.
“Hm, you’re rather shy, aren’t you. Oh well, seeing as you’re the only one who bothered to put in an application, I guess you’ll have to do. An assistant doesn’t really need much of a stage presence anyhow.” The lady said in response to the impressions given to her by the timid boy standing before her.
“By the by, I’m gonna need you to sign this. After my last assistant bailed on me, I feel it’s a bit important to set some ground rules right away, you know?” She added as she handed Zeke a rather large contract, “Oh, and the show’s gonna begin in about a half an hour, so I’d recommend making it snappy if you want this job, understood?”
“Y-yes ma’am!” Zeke replied as he quickly skimmed through the contract, desperately trying to avoid missing what might be a once in a lifetime opportunity.
“Are you done yet? Time’s ticking.” Marissa commented, getting a bit impatient after about ten minutes of waiting. Hearing this, Zeke decided to simply bite the bullet and signed the contract in spite of him being unable to even read half of it, a decision he’d come to regret later on.
“Y-yeah, I’m done.” Her new assistant said as he handed the signed contract.
“My, you’re quite obedient, which is exactly what I look for in an assistant!” Marissa cheered as she patronizingly patted Zeke on the head.
“As for what you’ll wear, let’s see. My last assistant had a sparkly red dress she always wore, but based on your diminutive stature, it might be a bit large on you.” the magician added as she looked at the small man in front of her, “Though come to think of it, that suit of yours seems quite nice, so it’ll most certainly do.”
Zeke was quite happy to hear that his decision to wear his best suit paid off, especially since Marissa’s suggested alternative didn’t really appeal to him.
“Anyways, the show’s about to begin, so follow me!” The Magician said as she headed to the stage, with Zeke following behind her, awkwardly watching as her shapely rear wobbled in her tight dress pants, which swayed side to side with each step.
“Ladies and gentlemen, get ready for Marissa the Magnificent!” an announcer said as Marissa and Zeke walked on stage to a round of applause. In a matter of seconds, Zeke felt a bit overwhelmed by the massive audience in front of him.
“Thank you, you’re too kind!” Marissa said as she took a bow, with Zeke awkwardly bowing alongside her after she gave him a little nudge.
“As you all can tell, I have a new assistant with me. This meager young man is... well, his name doesn’t matter!” She added, taking the opportunity to put down her new assistant, much to his dismay. As if to add to his humiliation, the crowd laughed at this introduction, which further put down the poor boy.
“Anyhoo, for my first trick, I’m gonna need you to climb into this box, kay?” Marissa commanded as a coffin-like box appeared out of a cloud of smoke. Zeke thought nothing of this as obviously it was part of the act, so he obliged without a second thought, lying down in the box and letting his new boss close the cover onto him and lock him in, trying to ignore the bizarrely musty smell that seemed to stain the inside.
“Alright, now that the box is nice and locked, let’s see you try and escape from it!” Marissa said. Having no rehearsal prior to this show, Zeke had no idea what he was expected to do, so instead he simply sat still, waiting for the next part of the trick.
“Hm, looks like he could use a little bit more motivation.” The Magician said as she waved her wand. Suddenly, a large, cushioned hole appeared above Zeke’s face, and before he could even comprehend what was happening, Marissa sat her large backside onto the seat, placing her ass about an inch above Zeke’s face.
“Time to up the ante!” Marissa said as she strained herself.
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Without any warning, Marissa let out a powerful fart, right in Zeke’s face, pleasing the audience that found amusement in the signature lowbrow humor that she’d often mix into her shows. Instinctively, the young man began to struggle, hoping to figure out how to break free from the now smellier box he was locked in. Regardless of how hard he tried however, he couldn’t break out.
“As you can all clearly tell, my little assistant here is far less skilled when it comes to making escapes than I am. If I was in his position, I would have broken out of that box before that hole even opened up.” Marissa commented, completely apathetic to the boy beneath her, “Unless of course, he happens to like it in there. Although judging by how much he’s thrashing around, I doubt that’s the case.”
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As she waited for Zeke to figure out the impossible task she had presented to him, Marissa let out some more farts, filling his airspace with the stench of her gas and driving him to tears, not only from the powerful smell but also the sheer humiliation of his position. At this point, he figured that this kind of treatment must have been why her last assistant quit, which was a realization he wished he had come to earlier.
“Alright, well clearly he’s going to be in there for a while, so perhaps I should turn this box into something more fitting for my magnificent derriere, like a throne perhaps.” Marissa commented. Then, with a snap of her fingers, the box holding Zeke began to contort into the shape of a throne somehow. Despite this change, Zeke was somehow still lying down as if he was still in that long box, despite the base of the throne being smaller on the outside.
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For a while, Marissa carried on with her routine while remaining seated on her “throne”, which she continued filling with her farts, much to Zeke’s dismay. Eventually however she ended up losing a bit of interest in tormenting her assistant like this.
“Hold on, are you seriously still in there? You’re really bad at this.” The Magician said in a condescending tone, “Here, let me show you how it’s done!”
With another wave of her wand, the throne suddenly disappears into a cloud of smoke, freeing Zeke from its confines. Unfortunately, as Marissa was still seated on the throne, she ended up falling onto the boy below her, landing her soft, cushiony, and smelly ass directly onto his face.
“Oof! Hey, thanks for breaking my fall!” Marissa said as she wiggled herself on his face, following that by lifting herself off of him, letting out a silent fart in the process just to add insult to injury.
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Trying to regain his composure, Zeke made an attempt at getting himself off the ground as well. As he was however, two large asses suddenly slammed into the sides of his head. Asses that felt oddly familiar.
“Huh, why do you look so shocked? You really should have expected me to have another trick up my sleeve you know. Either way, say hello to Marissa and Marissa!” Marissa said as she looked down at her unfortunate assistant’s squished face, revealing the two women he found himself between to be copies of her, “As for how I managed to copy myself? Well, a magician never reveals her secret, you know.”
“Anyways, you two take care of him, I have a crowd to please!” Marissa said as she walked away, leaving Zeke with her doubles.
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As the real Marissa continued with her performance, her two doubles gave the audience an amusing sideshow by tormenting Zeke in various ways, all involving their backsides. He was farted on, smothered, bounced around, and ultimately humiliated.
“Now, time for the grand finale!” Marissa called out, leading to yet another Marissa to appear out of smoke clouds.
The four Marissa’s then proceeded to surround the boy who was still on his knees, smothering him between all four of their asses.
Suddenly, Zeke heard the four magicians counting down, with the audience joining in as well. He had no idea what this countdown was leading to, but given his position, he could at least make a guess and try to brace himself.
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Once the countdown came to an end, the four Marissa’s all let out a perfectly coordinated fart onto poor Zeke, who was trapped in the center of an explosion of gas. The sheer strength of the smell was overwhelming, and yet Zeke was completely unable to break free until the three copies vanished and Marissa took her final bow as the curtains fell.
“So, how was that for your grand debut?” Marissa asked in a smug tone as she looked down towards Zeke, who was now lying on the floor, barely maintaining consciousness.
“Well, uh, I’ll be honest, I don’t really think this part’s for me...” Zeke replied as he stumbled to get himself off the floor.
“Ooh, well that’s too bad, for you that is... ” Marissa commented, maintaining her smug tone.
“W-what?” Zeke asked timidly, confused by Marissa’s phrasing.
“Didn’t you read the contract? You’re not allowed to quit until I officially retire.” Marissa explained as she pulled out the contract that Zeke had foolishly signed, waving it in his face.
Hearing this, Zeke’s heart sank. The idea of him having to spend years, or possibly decades, with this sadistic magician seemed like an absolute nightmare, and yet it was one he’d have to live with as he unwittingly doomed himself to a lifetime of humiliation.