The voodoo Shop
A collaboration story between Shogin and Harsan, something a little different for a change a thanks to him for helping me do this story. Enjoy.
It was late, the rain was pounding against tammys red brown hair flattening it against her head as she ran to find shelter from the storm that suddenly appeared overhead. She had been stupid to tell her friend she was going to walk home, but it had been sunny only three minutes ago but now it was torrential downpour. The old buildings of downtown stood defiantly against the powerful storm looking unperturbed by the sudden temper tantrum of mother nature, old signs denoting the business swaying in the fierce winds. Tammy would have taken cover in the buildings but they were boarded up from the inside and out for extra protection only some were missing a board or two but it would take too long for her to rip them all down.
A rattling caught her attention as a large garbage can came careening down the street nearly colliding with her as she threw herself to the side of the building watching it smash its way through the door next to her. She looked up at the sign finding it partially obscured by grit and dirt from the weather "The sacred..doll?" she tried to make it out but she was guessing by this point. Everything was pitch black inside the shop as she stepped around the large garbage container sidestepping the debris from the smashed boards that consisted of what remained of the door. Thunder boomed outside illuminating the old shop for a few minutes showing off the odd interior of the shop to be some sort of novelty store at first glance. She jumped when the loud thunderclap shook the building as if the gods were battling it out overhead for dominance of the sky making her already shaken nerves teeter on the brink of fear. Her hand braced against the wall as she tripped over a loose floorboard stumbling into the wall her hand somehow finding a switch in the inky blackness.
Tammy flipped the switch on watching as power slowly illuminated the glowing purple lanterns lining the walls bathing the store in an eerie violet light. The shelves were lined with the strangest things while Tammy took her own private tour through the store, each aisle named for the merchandise they carried. A large front desk with a huge shelf lined with bottles with varying liquids inside, each with its own little pale glow stood at the front with little stepladders lined up behind it. From the outside it did not appear as if the shop was large but once inside it seemed to grow to four times what one would assume was the normal size but this was bigger, more of a huge foyer than a simple store. Everything looked friendly and inviting but undoubtedly fake by all standards, things like psychic projection, love potions and a book or three on how to perform witchcraft.
As she moved away from the front of the store through a beaded doorway the store changed dramatically, the shelves had many odd items, some with jars of weird things like dried snake tongues and bat wings and masks that look like those a witch doctor might wear. The lighting had even changed where there was a dim storefront now was a well lit shop bathed in different lights from the shelves items some glowing others sparkling with what contents Tammy couldn't describe. She moved past the beaded barrier before a voice chimed in, stating, "Welcome to the Sacred Doll. Please do not drip on anything." The pleasant male voice was elegant, refined even, and came from a direction she couldn't discern. Even the shelves were different looking, each was hand carved out of a single piece of black wood giving off what she could discern was a sweet scent as she moved past them. There were quite a different variety of objects lining the shelves - potions that did everything from love to hate to incontinence and breast size, even a few that caused different traits to become more dominant than others such as genitals to become well endowed or change shape; anything that she could think of it was there sitting on the large shops shelves expertly merchandised and organised for someone to easily find if they were a customer.
Tammy turned the corner finding the voodoo doll section, she had heard that the dolls were complete hokum and that they didn't do anything but the unique dolls lining the shelves each stood like a macabre army of cloth servants every one of them with a label of their names and what they could do to the person bound to them. She snickered as some of them had added accessories like ears tails and clothing as if they were some child's play thing they could dress up and manipulate for their own pleasure, and there was even an accessories shelf with the ears, tails, and other things that could modify the more normal dolls. She looked them over as a gust of wind struck her from behind, reminding her that she was soaked to the bone and helping her realize she was standing now in a rather large puddle from the drippings of her jeans. She shivered while the dolls stood passively around her, each standing at attention but it felt like their eyes were on her which made her shiver again, more out of a weird sense of being watched than being cold. She passed by the weird dolls, her hair starting to dry and getting in her way as she tossed it back over her shoulder for the third time in an attempt to get it out of her face.
A strand of Tammy's hair caught against one of her nails making her wince for a moment as she tore it from her head rubbing the spot but not seeing where it had landed, not that she cared at all. She looked over the dolls again each one a different color or shade but one in particular caught her attention it was black and white but looked decidedly more expensive than the others. This one had hands and in each palm was a spade design fitting her self image a little better than the rest of the dolls. It was oddly beautiful with half moons over the eyes with a upside down black spade on the butt of the doll. She picked it up and rubbed her fingers over the white and black face wanting to take it with her.
A creaking sound broke her attention making her drop the doll into the puddle beneath her as she turned around seeking the source finding nothing there but the empty aisle full of voodoo dolls. Tammy looked down at the doll and sighed, it was a bit dirty now, but maybe there was a duplicate around somewhere. She picked it up and put the doll back onto the shelf starting to search for another doll of the same variety. This search led her down the aisle towards the accessories where everything from clothing and kink items to ears and tails for specific species of animals could be found, and it seems she had the ability to mix and match anything. The creaking of boards caught her ear as she turned watching something flit across the shadows just out of her field of vision. "H..hello?" she asked out loud walking down the aisle back to where her doll was but it was gone. This was starting to get weird, she was sure she set it back in it's place. "Uhm..do you have the doll I uh..wanted to purchase?" she asked to the open air - but the only answer she received was silence. She gave a glance around, and turned an aisle, looking for the shopkeeper.
A few aisles over, she found a clothing section. What surprised her was the sheer amount of clothing that could be fit into such a small little aisle. There were outfits, mostly gothic type outfits, but what caught her eye were the costumes. Every species, every type, all looking exceptionally well kept, even though the sign above them said "costumes for rent." She had thoughts of Halloween, now, almost forgetting about the doll she'd dirtied up, and she started down the aisle, looking at the various costumes. She stopped rather suddenly as her balance was thrown off with a swift suddenness. At the same time she heard a voice in her head that she couldn't discern. It was quiet and she strained to hear it before she felt a twinge in her head, right down into her mind - or so it felt - making her put a hand to her forehead as her vision swam with bright colors but for a moment. Her legs began to move before she could tell them "H..hey..what the.." she asked trying to stop her movements but it was as if her body was on autopilot. The voice was louder, now, as Tammy moved down the aisle back the way she had come, and it grew louder still as she turned into the next aisle. She could discern the loudly whispering voice, and it was one simple word that she felt she should obey. It said "come."
There, sitting on the little table used for dressing the dolls back in the voodoo doll aisle was a man dressed in black clothing holding the voodoo doll, that she had picked up only a few moments ago. He brought it close to him and sat it on the table before himself, and Tammy found herself obeying the dolls movements without hesitation, striding forward and sitting down in front of the gothic looking man, entirely confused on how he is doing this to her. "What the heck is going on!" she asked trying to unseat herself from the floor. Her body, however, didn't seem interested in doing as she wanted.
He looked like someone who had just come from a rave with black jeans and chains going from his hips to his ankles crossing in an X shape. His hoodie was the most curious with small symbols down the front, each glowing a light purple. The hood was pulled up over his head making him look rather creepy due to the way the shadows played across his angular face. The playful smirk that crossed his lips turned into a grin "You know, you are really quite reckless walking in here waving your hair about like that. Things could happen in here that you wouldn't expect." his fingers were kneading the head of the doll making Tammy shudder as it felt as if he was stroking her head softly. It wasn't until he pulled his fingers away that she noticed the pin stuck into the head with a strand of her hair pinned to the doll giving it a small hairstyle.
Tammy tried to protest but was cut off as the mystery man in front of her tapped the dolls mouth putting a small little gag over the mouth. Before she could blink the feel of a rubber ball gag plugged her mouth, cinching itself tightly to her head, she tried to take the gag out of her mouth but found nothing there. Soon after, though, her hands moved of their own volition, being placed under her butt. She looked back to the doll, seeing that the guy had posed it to sit on its own hands making Tammy glower at him. The guy chuckled at her light struggling "Now then I am sure you have a lot of foul language for me and would like to know how I am doing this." he gestured to the doll "self explanatory really. Before you tell me they are not real I will demonstrate but you have to call me master." His smirk returned with a smug self satisfaction quality as he stuck a pin into the dolls head making Tammy wince as her vision blurred with color again. She tried to think of something to call him but all her mind could think of was master, as if he had told her that was his name. Movement above her captor drew her attention upwards to a plush red panda. Had that always been there? she wondered before her gaze was interrupted by the snapping of fingers.
"Please pay attention, I do not like repeating myself," he said with minor annoyance reaching for another pin from a small silver case in his front pocket. Tammy renewed her struggling as she saw him take out another pin, that grin of his getting wider as he spoke. "You see, voodoo dolls are usually fake but brass pins like these are special when used with a correctly made doll. So with your hair being attached to this doll pretty much binds you body and soul allowing me to do anything I wish to you. If I wanted you to, say, be my slut, and stuck the pin into the doll like so." He followed the statement sticking the pin into the dolls head slowly watching as Tammy pleaded with groans for him to stop.
The colors washed over her eyes again, making Tammy shake her head to clear the disorientation but there was also something else. Her body now ached with a need, a need that demanded him to make love to her, to give her attention. She wanted it so bad that she began to squirm in her seat from the thoughts. The unseen ball gag was removed as 'master' removed the gag from the doll, making her gasp as her arms were also returned to her own command "Why are you doing this to me, master!?" she asked, her voice straining as she tried to fight the feelings welling up within her. What was worse was that she could feel her panties getting moist from a growing need, a lust, an arousal she could not control. It did not sound right to her as she said the words, but she could not seem to call him anything else but master as if it was wrong to do so. Her captor tsked as he produced another pin from the case "Such a mouth on this one, I am pretty sure we can put that to good use later though." He smiled again as he brought the pin to his lips, speaking to it: "You are my willing and obedient slave."
He pushed the third pin into the doll's head and right away Tammy could feel herself slipping away, the defiance of what was happening to her being replaced by the will to do anything to please this man she called master. She nodded to him watching her master with hungry, vacant eyes, waiting to be told what to do. Her position below him, looking up at him gave her a view of the red panda plush, and she noticed, if only for a moment, that it had moved a foot to the right so it was standing directly behind him.
The master smiled as he stroked the dolls head "There now, that's better right?" He asked just before the red panda plush jumped from its perch on the shelf and landed on his head, causing him to cry out. The plush very quickly began to grow around the frightened man, engulfing his face first, silencing his screams. It continued to grow as the man Tammy called master clawed at the plush, still holding the doll in one hand, desperately trying to get the plush off.
Tammy could only watch as her master tried to fight off the weird plush, watching as its limbs grew and twisted, binding her master and slowly engulfing him. He soon fell to his knees making his grip falter on the doll, his grasping fingers squeezing it suddenly, causing the pins that kept Tammy bound to the weird guy to come loose and fall to the floor. Tammy gasped as the wave of colors blinded her momentarily and she was freed from his control. She rose quickly as her captor tossed the doll to the floor, his hands shifting, changing to red plush versions of themselves. She bolted, not caring what the plush did to the man, but terrified as to what it would do to her when it was finished with him.
She ran, fear fueling her speed as she lurched down the aisles, not sure where the entrance was, and not sure if she was lost, or if she was getting herself more lost. Up one aisle, down another, she ran fast trying to find the beaded entrance, but it was like the place itself had shifted, turned into a maze of shelves and cabinets. "Where the hell is the damn entrance!" she yelled at herself feeling stupid for not remembering much of the place, she felt as if she were running in circles. Something familiar caught her eye, it was a potion cabinet she saw earlier near the voodoo doll aisle and possibly right by the entrance! She ran at a full sprint for the cabinet feeling disoriented as she rounded the cabinet only to find herself staring down the voodoo doll accessory aisle once more. The only difference to the aisle was now there was a giant red panda plush standing in the aisle, now, staring at her with glassy eyes. Tammy shook her head, she was sure she had not run backwards - or perhaps there was no way out, maybe he had screwed her mind up more than she thought.
The plush red panda continued to stare at her before he spoke his voice sounding sweet and innocent to her ears. "I was waiting for you to come back, you know." The smile on his face seemed to widen as he walked towards her making Tammy take a step back. All of a sudden her legs were kicked out from underneath her making Tammy cry out in pain as she fell on her butt finding her legs unwilling to move. It was only then that in her haste to get away she had forgotten she was still bound to the doll which the large red panda plush now had in his paws with two pins pushed through the legs. "Stay!" the plush commanded in a firm voice making Tammy quiver in light fear as he continued to walk towards her.
The plush red panda looked different but then again Tammy had not seen it up close, it would have looked almost lifelike if not for he larger plush hands, feet it had. A large rubber dildo bounced between its legs, the way her attention was attracted to it made the plush smile even more. He looked down at her, giving the dildo a little stroke before continuing.
"I see you noticed I am not your average doll. I am something that has always been here but I needed someone to speak through so I might 'interact' with you." he paused for a moment watching the girl struggle to find the words. "Shhh.." he said patting the doll on the mouth making Tammy close her mouth, tightly pursing her lips together. "I know you have questions but that is not important right now. See, this doll you have bound yourself to is quite expensive; far more than you even realize and can probably pay for. I am the proprietor of this shop, you see, and I make a living selling these rare occult objects and I can't overlook someone who has vandalised my store."
Tammy looked like she wanted to protest that it was not her, that the storm had done so but no matter how hard she tried she could not even utter a single word against the accusation. "Not to mention, you were going to steal my property until one of my regulars caught you." The plush continued on, his once innocent smile turning serious but something playful danced behind those glassy eyes. "But I know of a way that you can make up these serious charges laid against you." The smile went back to playful as he walked over to the wall of accessories lining the aisle starting to pick out a few things of which Tammy could not quite see. After a moment he turned back to her. Tammy could only call it a he due to the large dildo hanging between his legs. "Lets have some fun, you and I. It has been awhile since I have had a body to use like this." he started to dress the doll up in the costume he had picked out pinning it to the doll with small yellow pins.
She could feel every prick on her body, and a tingling was felt at her butt as something forced itself against her jeans, just above her butt, straining them and eventually ripping them open with a resounding tear that echoed in the large room. A silver and white husky tail burst forth from her jeans making Tammy yelp in surprise, comprehension dawning as to what the plush was doing. At the same time her ears slid up her head, becoming fuzzy and large, triangular and husky-like, while the rest of her became coated in silver and white fur in a traditional husky pattern. The added fur, fluffy as it was, caused her clothing to bulge. Her face tingled as she saw her nose lengthening right before her eyes, pushing out a cute husky muzzle as the changes continued. Her hands and feet became paws while her tongue enlarged to fit her new maw. The whole time her mind screamed out how wrong and impossible this all was.
The plush looked her over walking around her body with a nod of satisfaction picking out another pin from somewhere and pressing it into the head of Tammy's now husky looking voodoo doll. "You are my obedient slave girl." he said calmly, removing the small pins from the dolls legs, continuing to speak, now to her, "I don't think we need those clothes do you? Take them off, and don't try to run away." His orders came alongside a light chuckle
She tried to fight, but found herself stripping off her clothing agreeing with the red pandas assessment "No we..don't." she slowly spat out, feeling her head hurt from the effort required to challenge him even on that level. After a moment she stood in front of the red panda now a full blown anthro female husky of moderate proportions, totally nude but unable to cover herself up unless asked to do so. Tammy shuddered inside as she knew where this was going watching the plush advance on her lightly stroking her body in several places before giving her rump a tiny slap. She growled at him in response.
"Now that you are properly attired, my dear, I think it is only fair that we make sure you like your new body. Lets call it product testing," he winked at her, setting aside the doll as she gave a nervous nod, not exactly agreeing with the fact that she agreed with him. The panda lowered himself, "Allright, my slave...come here and pleasure me."
Tammy moved forward with a scowl on her face. She has to obey, but as she kneels before the bright red plastic cock, she smiles with the subversive knowledge that she doesn't have to like it. Pleasure is what he asked for and pleasure she will give. Tammy engulfs the synthetic shaft, swirling her new husky tongue around it. It's clumsy at first, but as she gets the knack of her new body, she quickly gets better at the oral pleasure she gives him. She finds her lips dexterous enough, and soon she has them sealed around his length so she may suckle gently on his shaft, causing the plush firefox to coo in pleasure. Her tongue swirling, she makes sure to get the dildo very moist, almost as if she knows what is coming next.
"Good, yes, very good. Now, slut, show me how wild you can get. You want this cock." The plush's hips give a thrust that belies a lightness to his form, but it's enough to make Tammy gag and swallow around the tip of his faux cock.
Tammy responded with a growl of resentment which rippled and flowed down his cock as she pulled back from it, removing it from her muzzle. The way he stood, the way he'd thrust, he didn't seem so heavy to her, and she tensed up, lowering herself slightly as she prepared to test this hypothesis that had developed. One action on his part brought her to pause instantly. Pin in hand, he pulled it to his mouth and he spoke.
"Hornier and hornier, always in heat." His voice was so calm, despite all she'd been doing.
Colors dominated Tammy's vision as the pen pressed into her head, the twinge in her mind felt in force. At the same time she felt the rising heat, her labia swelling, engorged and hot, her vagina distending, feeling emptier and emptier as her lust, her heat, her white hot estrus blossomed forth between her legs. She rocketed up, pushing the red panda plush back as she rose. As expected, he weighed very little, and she sent him easily onto his back. A lusty growl escaped her muzzle, and yet how she loathed him. Here she was climbing atop him, feeling his plush form give and squish under her. Truth be told she hoped it hurt, but from his lewd chuckle and little sighs of enjoyment, that was just not the case. Pleasure being her goal, she continued squishing and squeezing the plush, the thought of him being pained merely a fantasy she told herself to satisfy her dislike.
His hips rose and she fell into position, the slick shaft sliding into her wet, silky depths. The feeling of him filling her was almost enough to make her forget she hated him. Her estrus, that white hot heat, was a powerful force in her mind. She practically fell onto the dildo, beginning to rock and ride his plush body, fucking this perverted sex toy with a ferocity borne entirely of lust. Her weight squished his hips down, even as he tried to thrust up into her. The weight of her downward motion kept the plush flattened against the floor, his hips barely able to come back to their actual shape before she'd fallen on him again.
Tammy could feel herself building, the oncoming orgasm promising to quell the fires of her lust. Her efforts were doubled, her body writhing down his shaft each time she fell onto the plush, his entire length plunged into her. She leaned forward, now, dragging the top of her sex, her clitoris engorged and erect, across the bristly faux fur of his crotch. She leaned forward further, laying her breasts into his plush chest, sinking into him, white fur intertwining with dark brown, his fur sinking in through hers, teasing her erect nipples with the friction of her grinding forward and back across his body. It was utter bliss the way he molded to the absolute shape of her chest and she had to resist that overwhelming urge the passion was egging on, that urge to kiss this creature.
She found orgasm as a blinding swell in pleasure, a climax that washed out her heat, her horny arousal, soaking his crotch with a rush of fluids and giving her enough of a respite that she could shoot the plush an absolutely nasty look, even as her body basked in the afterglow. Her hips continued to gyrate on him, however, and she was bound and determined to keep giving him pleasure until he told her to stop. She'd taken to kneading his upper arms with her hands, squeezing and pressing the plush appendages, since he seemed to like that. The look seemed to do its job, though, as the red panda plush that held her in his control spoke.
"Stop. Get off me." His voice was still so calm, as if nothing had been happening. Tammy rose without hesitation, feeling the heat already returning. The red panda only grinned as he observed her from the floor. "They are going to love you," he said after a moment before he rose up, not so much standing as just rising up onto two legs. "We have one last item to attend to before we are done." he said casually as if what just happened had not phased him in the least. As he said this he began sifting through the accessories shelf. Soon he produced a zipper and pinned it to the dolls back making Tammy blink a few times as she felt it down her own. "I cannot keep this body since he has not done anything wrong, but in taking his body he has lost his humanity. You can help in that respect. I do not think that you are fully broken in yet. I still sense some resistance within you." he said to her lightly petting the doll as she gulped in another breath of air feeling terror grip her once more. The plush smiled as he whispered to the doll "unzip yourself my dear."
Tammy slowly reached behind her taking the zipper in one paw slowly sliding it down her back feeling a sense of internal fullness as she did so. She reached, grasping her shoulder, pulling the flap of plush fabric she felt there down over her shoulder, except, it wasn't her shoulder. She felt almost hollow as her body shifted, each paw grabbing and pulling itself as if something remained beneath her skin. Her arms went slack as her invader pulled itself out of them. Soon he was stepping entirely out the back of her body, removing himself from her head and leaving her on the floor, limp with no internal structure, in a crumpled pile. The floor loomed in front of her face, right there alongside her right arm and her tail.
The plush watched his command being followed the look of confusion on the husky girls face as she complied with the strange order. After a moment a familiar man pulled himself out of the costume who only a few moments before this had been engulfed by a red panda plushie. He looked at his hands and body then put his hands to his face to check to make sure everything remained as it was when he was engulfed looking confused and slightly afraid.
The plush smiled at the man he had used for his own enjoyment recognizing him as one of his regulars "Well now Mr. Evans, I hope you enjoyed the demonstration of one of our newest items, Tammy the Husky." he asked with a small mischievous gleam in his eye. "As for your other purchases, will that be cash...or charge?"
A sensation awoke Tammy as something slipped inside of her, she felt almost whole again but she was still unable to move of her own accord. She knew what she was now, the demon had explained it to her. She was a costume to be worn by those renting her to help pay off the expensive doll she had bought. She could communicate wants and desires, and was good at helping her wearers use her to the fullest. It was best she had repeat customers, after all she got commissions off of each time she was rented. It made her feel alive again as she was used for the wearers own fun and fetishes, her body able to feel everything they did to her, that was her reward for her continued service and it felt great. Maybe one day she'd pay off her debt, but as great as this felt, she might not want to go back.