by  Paul G Jutras

    Karen Collin stood outside the salon in a green sweater, black skirt and sling back shoes. As she shivered she turned to her husband, Mark. “If I wasn’t getting my toes done today, I’d of worn my tights.”

     As she went in, Mark looked down the sidewalk of the strip mall. He hated waiting for his wife while she was in the beauty shop. When his eye caught a new shop, he decided to check it out. 

    “Can I help you?” Asked a short, bearded old man.

     “Just looking,” said Mark. “What kind of shop is this?”

     “A magic shop,” Said the man.

    “With dolls?” asked Mark.

    “Voodoo dolls,.” The man said. “If you have a personal item or body piece from someone you’d enjoy to hex, you can have loads of fun.”

     “Will it hurt the person?” Mark pondered to the man.

     “Only if you wish,” the man replied. “These days they’re mostly used by lovers for ultimate sexual pleasure.”

     “I’ll take it and got just the thing to try.” Mark smiled as he put down the money and plucked a piece of his wife's hair from his shirt to tie around the doll. As he rubbed the doll’s sex with a finger, Karen sat in the salon and felt her self starting to get wet.

     Upon getting home, Mark continued to play with the doll while Karen went about her house work. Karen found the experience better than any dildo she had tried in her life. They only stopped in the afternoon because their daughter, Susie, was coming home from pre-school.

    While Karen started making Susie lunch, Mark went to finally read the newspaper. He had forgotten the voodoo doll on the coffee table and it was spotted almost immediately by Susie.

      As Susie dropped her school bag by the table and pulled out one of the dolls from her collection, she picked up the voodoo doll as well. “Oooh,” she cooed.  As she started  playing with the blonde doll and the voodoo one, Karen's hair that was wrapped around the piece of magic plastic unraveled and tangled around Susie's old ordinary doll.

      “Eeeek!”  Susie heard her mother scream, then silence.

     Mark and Susie came running into the kitchen to find a mannequin the looked like Karen standing at the counter in a pose like she was chopping veggies. Upon seeing the sight, Susie screamed and dropped her dolls to the floor. As they slid apart, Karen changed back from plastic to flesh and blood again.

     “What happened?” Karen asked. “I could see, hear and feel everything around me, but I couldn’t move or talk.”

     “Susie, this is your mother’s doll, not yours.” Mark said as he took the voodoo doll off the floor. “I don’t want you playing with it again, understood?”

      “Yes dad,” Susie said. She understood what her dad was saying but could understand what happened to her mom or why she couldn’t play with the doll. “Can I play in the park after lunch?”

     “Sure dear,” Karen said, feeling the relief of being able to move again.


     As Susie headed toward the park with her dolls that afternoon, she walked past the magic shop at the strip mall. Upon seeing the voodoo dolls in the window only one thought came into her head. If she couldn’t play with her mom’s doll, she’d buy one of her own. With that she quickly went inside.

     “May I help you?” The bearded wizard asked.

     “I’d like one of your dollies in the window,” Susie said sweetly.

      “I’m sorry but those dolls aren’t meant for little girls.” The wizard strongly discouraged. “They’re for adult use.”

      “My mom has one and she won’t let me play with it so I want one too.” Susie said as she stomped her foot.

     “Your mother has one?” The wizard asked. “Do you know your last name?”

      “Collin.” Susie said with a smile.

       “I was hoping you’d say that.” The wizard smiled. He figured as long as he didn’t give the kid instructions on placing personal objects on the doll it would be safe enough.  “I realized after your dad bought the doll for your mom that I over charged him. Why don’t I give you’re a free doll to make up for my mistake?”

    “Yippee!” Susie shouted as she took the doll and ran off.


     After playing in the park for a couple of hours, Susie came home and took out her doll. She notice it was just like her mom’s except for one thing. It didn’t have a piece of hair tied to it.  She considered for a moment about pulling out a piece of her own hair but recalled how much it hurt when her neighbor use to do it before moving out of state with his folks.  That was when she remembered the hair brush in her parents bed room.

      “Off to work,” Mark said as he kissed his wife goodbye and headed off on the night shift.

   “Susie, you be a good girl while I go take myself a relaxing bath.” Karen said to her daughter as she headed into the bathroom and started the water. It was then that Susie snuck out of her room and got a hair from her mom’s comb and tied it to the doll’s neck, then attached her super hero doll’s cape. She made the voodoo doll fly and Susie’s hands sliding along the doll's body made Karen feel horny while laying in the tub.

     Afterward, Karen was laying naked on the bed and began blow drying her hair. Susie had justr run into her dad’s work shop when she tripped and dropped the superheroine doll into a can of special new type plastic Mark had been working to perfect for his company. Susie remembered her dad warning not to touch the liquid in the can and started to run toward the bed rooms, crying.

      “Susie.” Karen thought as she stood up, only to have her feet slide out from under her. She landed flat on her back on the bed. She looked down as her toes appeared fused together and her legs were becoming like a rubbery latex.  She wanted to scream out but the latex coated her too fast to do so. When Susie reached her mom’s bedroom, all she saw was a realistic love doll laying on the bed waiting for her openings to be filled.

     When her dad came home, he found Susie in her room crying and his wife now an inanimate object on the bed. When Susie explained what happened, she had hoped the wizard could reverse it. However, the rubber coated 2nd doll mixed with two doll spells on a single person prevented the wizard from doing anything.

    Mark loved his wife for the rest of his days. He used her every night possible to show how much he cared.  As Susie grew up; however, she stopped believing in magic and convinced herself her mom had just run away one night. When she inherited the love doll upon her dad’s death, she sold Karen on E-Bay for enough to tuck quite a bundle in her bank’s retirement account.



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