Jeff's brain didn't work quickly at the best of times. Faced with a decision like this, he hesitated, leaving his face in its default setting of a know-it-all smirk. After about two minutes of thinking, though, he was going to open his mouth when from the audience...
"Course we don't believe you lady." A brown-haired young man in the front row had shouted out. Lads sitting round him grinned vacantly. Jeff recognised the young man as Seth, a well-built 20 year old farmhand who had built up a following of impressionable teenage lads who followed everything that he did.
"As if we haven't seen someone fall down like that before. You bring us a chicken in a cage, then you show us a boy falling over. It ain't much of a show lady."
Stephan glared at him, but Madame Illusia merely smiled sweetly.
"Since you are also not convinced, you will not mind joining me up here to get a closer look. I use no props. There is no physical way that I could have made that boy fall over. I urge you to check for yourself Seth. Maybe even bring your friends."
Seth, although puzzled about where the old lady had found out his name, turned to the five lads sitting around him and beckoned them on to the stage. With a swagger, Seth followed, and made straight for John.
The spotlight returned to John as he took up writhing about again. Ever up for a joke, Seth pulled off John's pants and socks and threw them into the crowd, who roared with laughter.
"Man, you're one hairy fucker for fifteen, young John," he shouted, to the adoration of his friends and the appreciation of the crowd. "Never knew a guy your age before with so much of it on his chest and legs. What happened all those years ago, did your ma fuck a caveman?"
Even Jeff and Walker were joining in with the laughter now.
"Hey, who wants to see his caveman dick?" Seth moved behind John so that the boy's package would be visible to the crowd. To the crowd's boisterous approval, he pulled down John's boxers. But in shock, Seth stepped back and let the boy fall to the ground.
Seth had seen that the bulge in the back of John's boxers had unrolled itself so quickly that it had slapped Seth in the face. A large, thick, hairy, brown tail dropped down between the boy's legs. From the front, the audience could see that John's penis was long and brown, the foreskin a tough fleshy sheath. Black-coloured balls, the size and shape of elongated tennis balls hung monstrously out of proportion to the boy's skinny frame.
"Now, Jeff, Walker and Seth, do you believe in my powers?"