pVeronica started to get in position for the illusion. With the box opened, she climbed up onto the table and climbed into the box until she could sit down at the midpoint. She then extended her legs until it was just her feet that was extended past the end of the box, resting on a thin pillow. The box was turned towards the audience. The magician took out a stock with two cut-outs in it. This was for securing Veronica's feet, he explained, displaying the stock with a flourish. He spun it in his hands with another flourish and handed it to me to inspect. Again, I couldn't find anything unusual. He then asked me to put it into place over the end of the box and secure Veronica's feet. I lined up the stock with the grooves in the end of the box and Veronica's ankles, and push it down into place. It clicked as it locked into place. The magician wanted me and the other volunteer to check if the stock could be pulled out. Not at all. He wanted us to check if Veronica could pull her feet out of the stock or if the stock bound her feet in place. Veronica showed us that when she tried to pull her feet back inside the box, it wasn't possible. The other volunteer tried to pull her feet out of the stocks, but was unsuccessful. Veronica then looked at me and invitingly asked me to give it a try.
I couldn't believe I was about to touch her legs. I reach into the box and ran my hands down her stockinged legs. They felt so smooth to the touch. I wrapped my hands around her ankle and gave them a firm tug. I couldn't pull her feet out of the stocks. The legs half of the box had its own lid, which was closed. The other volunteer was asked to hold onto to her feet and to keep his eyes and hands on her feet during the illusion.
Now the box was turned side ways so that the audience could see the entire length of the box. Veronica laid down. The box was just long enough so that her head extended past the other end of the box. The magician produced another stock, one that only had one cut-out, which was obviously going to go over Veronica's neck. He handed that to me, too, to put into place. Veronica courteously raised her chin, so that I could slide this over her neck. I push it into the grooves at the head end of the box with a click, indicating that it locked into place. For some reason, I wanted to check and I innocently tried to pull the stock back up, but it was firmly locked in place. Veronica noticed me doing this and she smiled in amusement.