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Prank Magic - WEDGIES, ENF, MAGIC CONTROL
Picture this: a small, dimly lit theater. maybe 20 people scattered in velvet seats. i’m on stage, barefoot, wearing a fitted white blouse tucked into a pair of tight blueish grey jeans that hug my curves perfectly. i’m there to rehearse my new song, something sultry and slow. my voice is honey, dripping over the microphone. i feel like a goddess. because i am one. but that night? oh, that night, i was a toy. earlier that day, i’d installed this stupid app you made, jessica. you called it “prank magic.” said it was just for laughs, a little augmented reality game. i didn’t think twice. so i’m on stage, mid-chorus, eyes closed, feeling the music in my bones. my voice soars, and the crowd is mesmerized. i’m owning it. then… i hear giggles. not the good kind. the “what the fuck is happening” kind. my blouse. it starts moving. on its own. the top button pops open, then another, as if invisible fingers are working their way down. i fumble to button it back up, but it’s no use. the fabric ripples, shimmers with this purple glow, and then—rip. phones flash. i’m frozen, then somebody starts giving me wedgies. i look at my phone. the screen is lit up with this cartoon witch face, cackling. jessica’s app. it’s controlling my clothes. the crowd is a mix of shock and nervous laughter. i hear someone shout, “show us more, goddess!” you’d like that, wouldn’t you? seeing your goddess so exposed and being wedgied? ** to support my video production ... if you want to see new videos of me - tip me 5000$.
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