The spooky season had descended on the city. The air was crisp, pumpkins were appearing on every stoop, and kids everywhere were dreaming of free candy! It was a great time to be single in the city and the night of tricks and treats was only just beginning.

I had been working non-stop all week and had little time to pick out a costume. My friends were throwing a massive Halloween party on the roof of their building and already I was late thanks to the train being packed. Running out of options, I popped into a weird little pop-up shop, hoping they still had something in my size.

"Hey, you got anything left in a men's large? I'm in a hurry and I'm a little desperate." I told the creepy old man behind the counter.

"You look desperate all right." he said, chuckling to himself in a raspy voice. "I've got something for a kid like you but it's more trick, than treat." He turned, rummaging for something behind the counter.

"Yeah sure," I said rolling my eyes and reaching for my wallet. "I'll take whatever you've got." He placed a dusty worn top hat, cane, and pocket watch on the counter as he rose, stepping behind a dark curtain behind the counter.

"Wait what? This kinda looks like junk dude." I said, suddenly wondering if the Target was still open.

"Not Junk," the voice called from the backroom, "Antiques. These are an old magician's set." He returned, offering me a worn and dusty tuxedo. "Is a classic. And also..." he lowered his voice, "it's magic."

"Sure, whatever. Look, let me try it on and if it fits, I'll take it. Guess I'm that desperate." I say, taking the suit from him and heading towards the bathroom.

"Not desperate boy, you're lucky!" he called after me with a toothy smile. Ten minutes later, I was running down the street towards the sound of lights and music, wearing a top hat and carrying a cane.

Her is a fun little Halloween prompt for the season. I haven't really decided what the magical properties of the old costume are but I imagine we can work them out based on your kinks (hypnotism? size change? magical hormones? you transform into your costume?). Please let me know in your response what costume your customer is wearing and what your kinks/limits are and we can go from there.