You'd really like to go back to the laser tag guys and see if they've gotten any closer to figuring out how to make their transformation technology affect you again, but between the multitude of people mesmerized by your every move, and the musician looking at you expectantly, you cave and agree to one more performance - but you emphasize that you'll be leaving afterward.
He takes it in stride and smirks.
"Well, I better make your final performance something memorable then, let's start in three, two, one, go!"
And from the word go, he starts a performance that's even more impressive than the previous one - starting off strong with a flowing melody that you seem to instinctively know how to move to, and taking you through a piece that's worthy of an orchestral performance.
In fact, it seems like there are several instruments playing at once, even though you didn't see him use any loudspeakers, but you figure he probably has a few people helping him out in the audience with Bluetooth devices.
Either way, your second performance goes much better than the first one - your motions feel much more fluid than before, and aside from your few clothes and other worn items tickling you a bit, you don't have anything distracting you this time around.
Heck, when you try and go for flip again, you even manage to land it without stumbling, even if your current bra still isn't a great fit for these maneuvers in general.
The audience seems to be getting into the groove too - they don't exactly start dancing along with you, but you see several of them bobbing and swaying along with the rhythm, especially towards the end, where it seems they're acquiescing to your wish to leave after the performance, and spread out a bit more, leaving space between them for you to pass - but first, you have a performance to finish, and with a final crescendo, you strike a pose and the crowd erupts in roaring applause.
It's been quite a workout to dance as energetically as you did, so out of habit, you wipe the sweat off your brow, getting slightly annoyed by the hard metal of your golden bracelets, and bow to your audience, thanking them for the applause.
As you raise your head again, you look at the audience again and pause - they didn't make more space for you, they've shrunk by a good two feet, and they're all sporting rodent features as well!
Also, you didn't wear any bracelets before, you only wore the gaudy, oversized bra and underpants, and the cloth bands with the sensors on them!
You quickly get your phone to get a look at yourself, but before you manage to unlock it, the musician pipes up: "Thank you so much for joining my performance, fair lady - it's a shame I couldn't convince you to stay, but I hope you're happy with your reward, and I wish you the best of luck. Now, me and my new fans must leave, for there are new stages to perform on, and new audiences to dazzle!"
He pulls out a flute and starts playing a happy little tune while walking away, all the rodentfolk following closely behind him, leaving you the last person remaining on the square you just performed on.
Finally, with the help of your phone, you manage to get a good look at yourself, and to your relief, you're still the same fox-woman as before, with orange-red fur covering most of your body, except for the tip of your tail and everything from jaw to crotch, which is covered in white fur instead. The only changes are your sensor bands, which seem to have turned into solid golden bracelets, anklets, and a choker, each featuring a large lesser gemstone, and your underwear combo, which seems to fit you a little better now, and has been upgraded from sequins and glitter to instead feature dozens of small, shiny gemstones - or at least convincing imitations thereof.
You sigh in relief and make your way back to the laser tag arena, and while you're still drawing lots of looks on the way there, you manage to engage with most of them without slowing down too much, striking brief poses, adding small flourishes to your movements, or simply giving the other visitors a smile or a wink.