The other clown was looking at them, smiling. Joy felt a small quiver go through her when they made eye contact. She smiled slightly at her, embarrassed. She'd never been turned on by clowns before, and only slightly attracted to women. Yet this clown-girl held an attraction for her.
Then, Dr. Metamorpho grinned at the audience, obviously soaking up the amazement his magical feat had engendered in even so small a crowd. Watching their reactions, he cleared his throat to get their attention.
"Of course, I would be a terrible host if I didn't share this magic with my audience, wouldn't I?"
He drew his arm back, white light building again on the tip of the wand. Looks of fear spread across the audience members, but before they could get out of the way he shouted "Metamorpho!" and aimed the wand at those sitting in front of them, bathing them in silvery light.
The girls found what arousal they were feeling heightened, and each blushed fiercely as they fought the urge to touch themselves, and failed. Julie rubbed the front of her shirt, while Joy's hand snaked under the waist of her jeans.
Then, the light faded, and the audience looked at each other with fear and dread. The twins were snapped from their reverie as everyone checked for signs of transformation...
...that simply weren't there. Nothing was happening, it seemed.
"I suppose you're expecting to turn into savage creatures? The moon works in mysterious ways. Perhaps the wolf isn't strong enough in you."
He grinned again as he turned to leave.
"Or perhaps this is just the beginning..."