Squick?The spotlight came up behind

Squick?

The spotlight came up behind the magicienne, on an empty space. Chardonnay turned around, and stopped, looking confused. She called off-stage, “Where’s Gabby?”

A male voice answered, un-mic'd and faint. “Plane to Australia. Her Visa ran out.”
“Okay, is Rei filling in?”
“No- she put in notice last week, remember? Burton offered her a better deal.”
“Oh, come on. The new girl, Angela?”
“Err. She’s sick.”
“What? I saw her backstage before the show!”
“Just now. Took one look at your volunteer backstage and lost her lunch.”
“Well, who am I going to put in the Squi-”
A second male voice cut in, “I’ll do it!”
Chardonnay turned full to the side, her body language indicating exasperation. “Bob, thanks, but you’ll never fit.”
“I can go on a diet-”
“Bob. No. Just, no.” Chardonnay turned back to the audience. “Ha. That’s live theater for you… So. There goes the dance routines. But we still have the magic- if there is anyone in the audience who wants to volunteer. Oh, and isn’t claustrophobic.” She smiled as some hands went up.

“You, miss- your name? KaitlynMorris? Can you come up? Ladies and gentlemen, a big hand please for Kaitlyn!” As the volunteer with wavy, dark hair stepped onto the stage, Chardonnay called off stage, “Okay Bob, bring out the Squick Box!”

Kaitlyn smiled, her blue eyes flashing. “A box! Do I get to go inside?”

Chardonnay’s face brightened. “Oh, you’re going to like this one, I think.” She turned and made a sweeping gesture as the box in question was wheeled out- roughly a foot and a half wide and deep, maybe around four feet high, and suspended above the wheeled platform by two poles that rose to about its center. The front was decorated with elastic tubing, forming an outline of a woman’s body, from shoulders to ankles. “Don’t worry, Kaitlyn. You’ll supply the missing parts,” Ms Blade smiled and opened the front, then took out two rubber cuffs and handed them to her volunteer. “If you’d remove your stockings and put these around your ankles?”

Kaitlyn grinned, and took off her shoes, then reached up under her black mini-skirt to peel the silk hose down her legs. The magicienne smiled, “Somehow you make that look sexy, dear- you and I both know that’s tough to do while standing.” She removed the front half of the box’s bottom, and flipped up the top, as her volunteer put the cuffs on.

“Great, Kaitlyn! Now, if you could step up into the box?” The young woman climbed onto the platform and backed in, the cuffs on her ankles sliding into the half-circles scooped out of the box’s bottom. Chardonnay slid the front half back in place, locking the rubber cuffs securely into the holes. She lowered the lid, and Kaitlyn shook her head as it popped through the rubber gasket sealing the hole in the top. The blue-eyed volunteer reached forward outside of the box, and pulled her hair the rest of the way through, so the gasket touched only her neck. The top of the box rested on her shoulders. Kaitlyn smiled and waved, then Chardonnay closed and latched the front. The outline matched where the volunteer was standing inside.

“Hmm, almost. This was set up for my last assistant.” Chardonnay reached up and pushed on the tubing, enlarging the breasts on the outline. “There, a much closer likeness!” The audience laughed, and Kait smiled. “Quite a tight fit, too!”

Chardonnay turned the box to the left and right, showing that Kaitlyn was locked inside, and revealing a dual rack-and-pinion gear system on the side, running from top to bottom. She turned the box facing front again, and pulled a crank from somewhere behind her back, sliding it into the pinion gear. “Kaitlyn- and ladies and gentlemen- if you thought it was a tight fit before, you haven’t seen anything, yet!”

The magicienne started turning the handle. Slowly, the top and bottom of the box were pulled closer together by the gears, Kaitlyn’s bare feet lifting off the ground. On the front of the box, the outline got shorter, but wider, the tubes shifting towards the sides and the center.

Kaitlyn looked to the left and the right, and tried to look down at her container, unable to see what was going on. “Wow, this feels- different. What’s happening?”

Chardonnay paused. Kaitlyn’s feet were now about six inches above the platform and wiggling. “Well, let’s see- you’ve just gone from being 5’8” to around 4’6”. Hope you’re okay with that!”

“Sure, why not,” the volunteer smiled, and laughed. “Keep going if you want!”

Chardonnay started turning the crank again, and the box kept getting smaller. “Let’s see- four feet, three foot six... “ She paused again. “Three feet, even. And the box is as tall as it is wide. How are you feeling, Kaitlyn?”

Her outline was pressed against the edges of the box’s front, filling most of the space inside. “Um, maybe a little bloated?” Kaitlyn hazarded. The audience laughed.

Chardonnay turned towards the audience. “I bet now you’re thinking Kaitlyn here is curled up behind a fake panel or something. Let me assure you that the parts of her you see are the genuine article.” She reached into her sleeve, and pulled out a feather. Kaitlyn turned quickly to look at it.

“You wouldn’t da-ha ha ha!” Her sentence was interrupted by her laughter as Chardonnay brushed the feather against the bare soles of her feet, which she started wriggling desperately to try and avoid the tickling. She gasped, closing her eyes. Tears started running down her cheeks as she shook her head and tried futilely to kick the feather away. “P-pl-please! S-st-stop-stop!”

Chardonnay put the feather away, and Kaitlyn panted, catching her breath. The magicienne smiled, “I hope that proves my point. This box fully contains Kaitlyn, who is rather shorter than she was a few minutes ago.” There were some tentative applauds from the audience, but Ms Blade waved them aside. “No, we’re not finished yet- not in the least!” Grabbing the crank, she started turning again, and the box got even smaller.

“Two and a half! Two feet!” The outline was practically unrecognizable. “Ladies and gentlemen, the entirety of Kaitlyn’s body between her ankles and neck is now contained in a space only six inches tall.” Chardonnay opened the front, showing the volunteer’s wiggling hands, in front of her outfit. She waved, and the audience applauded.

The magicienne closed the front again. “Let’s see if we can take this to the next level!” Chardonnay reversed the direction she was turning the handle, and the box began to expand- but the outline on the front stayed the same, blank space forming above Kaitlyn’s shoulders as her feet got lower. Her head started sinking into the box, pulled through the gasket until it was halfway gone. She blinked, then her eyes vanished as the top rose above them. Soon her head was fully inside, and Chardonnay placed another loop of elastic on the shoulders of the outline to form her head, then opened the front.

Kaitlyn blinked again. “Hello,” she said, waving a hand from her very abbreviated body. Chardonnay slammed the front closed, then pulled out the feather again and, very briefly, started tickling the feet dangling from beneath the box. “Help! Ha hee hee haa!” came her victim’s muffled voice from within.

Chardonnay put the feather away, and reached in through the gasket. “Hey! No biting!” She pulled her hand out, holding Kaitlyn’s miniskirt and top. “There, serves you right.” She flipped a disk into place on the top of the box, covering the hole that Kaitlyn’s head had poked out of. Once again, she reached for the handle. “Our box is now 17” tall, making Kaitlyn roughly 25” tall.” She started turning the crank. “Now it’s down to twelve inches,” she said, as the new part of the outline began compressing along with the old. “And back to six inches again. Which would make Kaitlyn 14” tall, if anyone’s still counting.”

Chardonnay pulled the crank out of the side. “Anyway, I don’t think I can make the box any shorter without risking breaking something.” She smiled, and placed the crank on top of one of the poles suspending the box. “However…” She started turning, and the poles began to move towards each other. There was a muffled expression of surprise from inside the box, as the magicienne turned the crank until it was as deep and wide as it was tall. Kaitlyn’s feet, dangling from beneath, wiggled frantically as Chardonnay tickled them with her fingernail, then grasped them with her hands. She lifted, and the box slid out from between the poles, a cube, six inches to a side, with barely enough room for Kaitlyn’s feet to emerge from.

Holding it in one hand, she opened the front. The inside was filled with a flesh-colored square, some dark bangs hanging from the top. Chardonnay thought for a moment, then grinned wickedly, and popped open the lid, then yanked the front of the bottom out, and set the feet on the ground. She rapped the back of the box sharply; the cuffs sprung open, and her victim popped out, now just a tiny ball on two dainty, bare feet, the wavy dark hair trailing behind across the stage. Two eyes opened on the ball and blinked, expectantly.

“Oh, you’re waiting for something? Ah, yes- ladies and gentlemen, please, a big hand for Kaitlyn!” The audience applauded as the little ball hopped around the stage. The stage hand scooped her up as he removed the box and poles.

“Bob, treat her gently, please,” Chardonnay waved to Kaitlyn as she was whisked off the stage. She turned back to the audience. “Now things are getting started! Who wants to help me next?”

Surprisingly (or maybe not so surprisingly) there were more volunteers...

結果 (中文) 1:

恶心吗?聚光灯下追上了塔上一个空的空间。霞多丽，转身停了下来，看起来困惑。她叫台下，"饶舌头在哪里?"男性的声音回答，联合国麦克风会和微弱。"飞往澳大利亚。"她的签证跑出去。"好吧，Rei 填写吗?""不 — — 她把放在通知上个星期，还记得吗?伯顿提供她更好的交易。"哦，加油。新来的女孩，安吉拉?""犯错。她人病了。"什么?我看见她后台演出前!""只是现在。看了看你志愿者后台和失去了她的午餐"。"嗯，我谁要放在 Squi-"第二个的男性声音插了进来，"会做它!"。霞多丽转身充分向一侧，她的肢体语言表示愤怒。"鲍勃，谢谢你，但你永远不适合.""我可以去上的食谱--""鲍勃。号只是，不。霞多丽转身面向观众。"哈哈。这是为你的生活剧场......苏那里去的舞蹈动作。但我们仍有魔术-如果有任何人想要做志愿者的观众。哦，不是幽闭。"她笑了，有些人举手了。"你，小姐，你的名字吗?KaitlynMorris?你能上来吗?女士们，先生们，请为凯特琳的大手!"作为与波浪的黑发志愿者走上了舞台，霞多丽叫停阶段，"好的鲍勃，带出恶心框中!"凯特琳笑了笑，她闪烁的蓝眼睛。"一盒!我什么里面去?"霞多丽的脸明亮起来。"哦，你会喜欢这一个，我认为"。她转过身作大幅度的动作框中的问题是轮式出-大约一英尺半宽和深，也许大约四英尺高，和悬浮轮式平台上方的两个极点，上升到围绕其中心。正面装饰着弹性管，形成一个女人的身体，从肩膀到脚踝大纲。"别担心，凯特琳。你会提供缺少的部分，"Ms 叶片笑了笑和拉开战线，然后拿出两个橡胶袖口，交给她的志愿者。"如果你将删除您的袜子，把这些在你的脚踝附近吗?"凯特琳咧嘴一笑，并脱下她的鞋子，然后下她黑色的迷你裙，剥下她的双腿丝袜达成了。塔笑了笑，"不知何故你让那看起来性感，亲爱的-你和我都知道，是很难做，而站。她删除前半部分的框的底部，和翻转了山顶，当她的志愿者把袖口。"太棒了，凯特琳!现在，如果你会步入框中吗?"年轻的女人爬上平台，备份在袖口上她的脚踝滑入半圆周挖出箱的底部。霞多丽滑一半背到位，进洞安全地锁定橡胶袖口的前面。她放下了盖子，和凯特琳摇了摇头，因为它通过橡胶垫片密封洞顶部弹出。蓝眼睛的志愿者走上前在框中，和其余的方式通过，扯她的头发，所以垫片感动只是她的脖子。在她的肩膀上休息的框的顶部。凯特琳笑了笑，挥了挥手，然后霞多丽关闭和锁定前面。轮廓匹配在哪里，志愿者站在里面。"嗯，差不多。这是成立为我最后的助理。霞多丽伸出手，推上油管，扩大乳房轮廓上。"那里，接近相像!"观众大笑，和凯瑟琳笑了笑。"相当紧凑的合身，太!"霞多丽转左，右，显示，凯特琳被锁在里面，并揭示双齿条齿轮系统在一边，跑从顶部到底部的框。她再一次，面对前面的框转身拉曲柄从什么地方她背后，滑入小齿轮。"凯特琳-女士们和先生们 — — 如果你认为这是一个紧迫适合之前，你有没有看到任何东西，"!塔开始转动手柄。慢慢地，顶部和底部的框中被拉近在一起由齿轮，凯特琳的赤裸的双脚离开了地面。前面的框中，大纲有短，但是更宽，管转向两侧和中心。凯特琳期待左派和右派，并试图低头看她的容器，不能来看看什么。"哇，这感觉-不同。发生了什么?"霞多丽停了下来。凯特琳的脚现在是在平台上方大约六英寸和摆动。"好吧，让我们看看 — — 你只是已经从 5'8"到约 4'6"。希望你没事的!""当然，为什么不，"志愿者笑了，然后笑了起来。"要坚持下去如果你想要!"霞多丽开始再次，转动曲柄和框保持越来越小。"让我们来看看-四只脚，三脚六......"她又停顿了"。三尺，甚至。框一样高，因为它是宽。你感觉怎么样，凯特琳?"她的轮廓被紧贴的框前面，填充的空间里面大部分的边缘。"嗯，也许有点太过臃肿吗?"凯特琳的境地。观众都笑了。霞多丽转身面向观众。"我敢打赌你现在打算凯特琳在这里蜷缩背后假面板或的东西。让我向你保证，她的部分，你看到真正的文章。她把手伸进她的衣袖，然后掏出一根羽毛。凯特琳很快转身看着它。"你不大-医管局哈哈哈!"她的一句话被打断了她的笑声如霞多丽拂去反对她的脚，她开始拼命地扭动着，设法避免挠痒痒的裸脚底羽毛。她喘着气，闭着眼睛。泪水顺着脸颊，她摇了摇头，徒劳试图踢掉的羽毛。"P pl 请!S-圣-停止-停止!"霞多丽把羽毛掉，和凯特琳喘着气说，她的呼吸。塔笑了笑，"我希望证明我的观点。此框完全包含凯特琳，是比几分钟前她还相当短。有一些暂定喝彩的观众，但 Ms 刀片挥手让他们放在一边。"不，我们是没有完成但不在最!"抓曲柄，她开始再次转向，框更小了。"两个半!两脚!"大纲是几乎无法辨认。"女士们，先生们，凯特琳的身体，她的脚踝和脖子之间的全部是现在载在身高只有六英寸的空间"。霞多丽拉开战线，展示志愿者的摆动的手，在她的衣服。她挥了挥手，和热烈的掌声。塔再次关闭前面。"让我们看看是否我们能把握这一个新的水平!"霞多丽逆转方向她转动手柄，和框中开始展开-但前面大纲呆形成凯特琳的肩膀之上，因为她的脚变低的相同的空白空间。她的头开始陷入框中，通过垫片被拉扯，直到有人中途走了。她眨了眨眼睛，然后她的眼睛消失得为玫瑰上面的顶端。很快她的头里面，完全是和霞多丽的轮廓，形成她的头，肩上放另一个循环的弹性然后打开前面。凯特琳又眨了眨眼。"你好，"她说，挥舞着一只手从她非常简短的身体。霞多丽抨击前关闭，然后再拔掉羽毛，很简单地说，开始挠痒痒脚晃来晃去，从框。"救命啊!医管局正熙熙 haa!"来到她的受害者的低沉的声音从内。霞多丽把羽毛掉，并在达成通过垫片。"嘿!不咬人。她扯下她的手出来，抱着凯特琳的迷你裙和上衣。"那里，你活该"。她翻转磁盘到位的盒子，上面覆盖凯特琳的头戳破了的洞。再次，她伸手的句柄。"我们的信箱是现在 17 高，大约使凯特林 25" 高。她开始转动曲柄。"现在只需要十二英寸，"她说，随着新部分大纲开始压缩和旧。"，再到六英寸。这将使凯特琳 14"高，如果任何人仍然计数."霞多丽拉出侧曲柄。"不管怎么说，我不认为我能再短的框没有冒着摔东西"。她笑了笑，和放置暂停框中，两极之一曲柄。"不过......"她开始转动，并且两极开始相互靠拢。塔转动曲柄，直到它是一样深又宽正高是吃惊从内框，低沉的表情。凯特琳的脚，从下面，叼着疯狂地扭动，霞多丽搔他们与她的指甲，然后抓住了这个机会用她的双手。她抬起，和框屏住两极、 多维数据集、 六英寸到一面与凯特琳的脚摆脱几乎没有足够的空间。一个手里拿着，她打开前面。里面充满了肉色广场，从山顶上挂一些黑暗的刘海。霞多丽想了一会儿，然后不怀好意地，笑了笑，突然打开盖子，猛地前面的底部，然后把脚放在地上。她狠狠盒子的背面;袖口弹开，和她的受害者里冒出来，现在两个的讲究，裸脚，只是一个微小的球穿过舞台尾随在后面的黑卷发。两只眼睛打开球和眨眼睛，充满期待。"哦，你在等什么?啊，是女士们，先生们，拜托，一只大手为凯特琳!观众鼓掌作为小球跳上舞台周围。舞台手抱起来为他删除框和波兰人。"鲍勃，温柔地对待她，求你了，"向凯特林霞多丽，挥舞着她被迅速走下舞台。她转身面向观众。"现在被开始的事情!谁想帮我下?"令人惊讶 (或也许不足为奇) 有更多的志愿者......

結果 (中文) 3:

squick？

聚光灯来magicienne后面，在一个空的空间。霞转过身，停了下来，看着迷茫。她叫起飞的阶段，“哪里是饶舌吗？一个男人的声音回答说，联合国的麦克风和微弱的。“飞往澳大利亚的飞机。她的签证就用完了。”
”好，是丽填写吗？“”-她在上个星期的通知，记得吗？他给了她一个更好的交易。”
“哦，来吧。新的女孩，安吉拉？“”。她病了，“”什么？在演出前我看到了她！“现在”。看了你的志愿一看后台失去了她的午餐。”
”好了，我要把在时美”
二男声打断了他，“我会做的！“
霞变成完整的一面，她的身体语言表示愤怒。“鲍勃，谢谢，但你永远健康。”“我可以
节食”
”鲍勃。没有只是，号“霞多丽回到观众。“哈。那是为你的生活剧院…。有去跳舞的套路。但我们仍然有魔力-如果有任何人在观众中谁愿意自愿。哦，不是幽闭恐惧症。”她笑了，一些手举了起来。

”你，小姐，你的名字吗？kaitlynmorris？你能上来吗？女士们、先生们，很大一方面请凯特林！“随着波浪的志愿者，黑头发走上舞台，霞叫起飞的阶段，“好的鲍勃，带出squick盒！“

凯特琳笑了，她的蓝眼睛闪烁。“一个盒子！我可以进去吗？“

霞多丽的脸亮了起来。“哦，你会喜欢这一个，我想。“她转过身来做了一个扫手势，这个盒子的问题被推了出来，大概是一只脚半宽，深，大概四英尺高，上面悬挂着两个杆，上升到大约中心。前面的装饰有弹性管，形成一个女人的身体轮廓，从肩膀到脚踝。“别担心，凯特琳。你会提供部分缺失的部分，“女士微笑着打开前面，然后拿出2个橡胶袖口，并交给她的志愿者。“如果你把你的袜子脱掉，把它们放在你的脚踝上？“

凯特琳咧嘴一笑，脱掉鞋子，然后伸出的黑色迷你裙下剥丝软管顺着她的腿。的magicienne笑了笑，“你让那看起来性感，亲爱的你和我都知道，很难做到站立。”她把盒子的底部的前半部分，并翻转了顶部，为她的志愿者戴上手铐。

”很大，凯特琳！现在，如果你能一步一步进进箱子里？”年轻女子爬上平台，支持她的脚踝，滑到半圈袖口挖出盒子的底部。霞多丽把前半回原处，锁紧橡胶袖口牢固地插入孔。她把盖子和凯特琳摇了摇头，因为它突然从橡胶密封垫片在顶部的孔。蓝眼睛的志愿者向前伸到箱子外面，把她的头发拉到了其他的方式，所以这个垫圈只碰了她的脖子。这个盒子的顶部靠在她的肩上。凯特琳微笑挥手，然后关闭和锁定前的霞多丽。志愿者站在那里的轮廓线。这是建立我的助理。”霞伸手推上油管，丰胸的轮廓。“那里，一个更接近相似的！“观众笑了，笑了，凯瑟琳。“相当一个紧配合，太！“

霞翻箱的左侧和右侧，表明凯特琳被锁在里面，并揭示了双齿边上的齿轮系统，从头到尾。她又打开了一个盒子，把一个曲柄从后面的某个地方拉了回来，把它滑进了小齿轮。“凯特琳，女士们、先生们，如果你想它之前是一个紧密的配合，你什么也没看见，但！“

的magicienne转动手柄开始。慢慢的，盒子的顶部和底部被紧密联系在一起的齿轮，凯特琳的赤裸的双脚离开了地面。在盒子的前面，轮廓变短了，但更宽的，管移向两边和中心。凯特琳看左边和右边，想看看自己的容器，无法看到发生了什么。“哇，这感觉不同。发生了什么事？“

霞停了下来。凯特琳的脚现在大约六英寸以上的平台和摆动。“好吧，让我们看看你刚刚从5尺到4尺6寸”。希望你没事！当然，为什么不，“志愿者笑了，笑了起来。“如果你想要的话，继续前进”！“

霞多丽开始转动曲柄，与盒还是越来越小。“让我们看看-四英尺，三英尺六…“她又停顿了一下。“三英尺，甚至。这个箱子很高，很宽。你的感觉，凯特琳如何？她的轮廓被压在盒子前面的边缘，填补了大部分的空间。“嗯，可能有点臃肿吗？“凯特琳冒险。观众笑了。

霞转向观众。“我敢打赌，你现在想凯特琳这里蜷缩假面板或后面的东西。让我向你保证，你看到的那部分是真实的文章，“她把手伸进她的袖子，拿出一根羽毛。凯特琳迅速转过身去看。

“你不会大哈哈哈！“她一句话打断了她的笑声如霞拂过她的脚裸底的羽毛，她开始扭动着拼命努力避免搔痒。她喘息着，闭上了眼睛。泪水顺着她的脸颊，她摇摇头，试着不去踢羽毛。“p-pl-please！s-st-stop-stop！“，”