Heather buys a wooden box that looks like some kind of old fashioned game at a thrift store. The label was worn off but this looked like an antique and it had never been open. She takes it home and locks herself in her room There were little nails holding the lid shut. She pried it off with a ruler from her desk. Inside were several lumps of clay. How strange.
There was a yellowed piece of folded parchment. On it were pictures of witches holding little dolls cackling. It was voodoo clay. According to the instructions she was to make little people out of clay. On the illustration they were very basic just a round head with a stick body and stick clay legs. She made three clay figures to represent her, her mother, and her brother. She turned a page on the old pamphlet and it said to make them dolls she had to add the blood of the person they were to represent. This made her frown. This really was witchcraft. Not thinking it would work but still bored she got a sharp pencil and pricked her finger. She held it over one of the clay figures and let a drop fall. To her amazement the clay doll transformed into a minature replica of her like it was professionally carved out of clay!
Now this was really curious and bizarre but she had to keep going. She went into the living room and saw Andrew watching tv. He had a band-aid on his knee. It was half way peeled off. She casually walked by then pretended to stumble and tore off the band-aid. "Ouch!" he howled. "You ripped off my band-aid!" He said angrily.
"Oops sorry Andrew" She said apologetically as she pocketed it. Andrew looked around for it on the ground as she left the room. Mom was doing dishes in the kitchen. While mom was putting away a pan Heather maliciously dropped a few sharp knives into the sink water. When she got back Mom reached an unknowing hand into the bubbly water and recoiled. A knife clattered to the floor and she put her finger in her mouth. "I got myself good!" She said as she wandered off the the bathroom to presumably get a band-aid of her own. Heather picked the kitchen knife off the ground and to her satisfaction there was a drop of blood on the tip of the blade. Balancing it carefully she went back to her room and wiped it on one of the clay figures. It morphed to Mom's perfect figure. "Amazing." She said as she got Andrew's band-aid from her pocket. It was an old one but there was some dried blood on it. She touched it to the final clay figure and it morphed into Andrew.
"Now what?" She read the instructions and it said she could use the clay voodoo dolls to swap body parts between people or she could add clay to make them fatter or more shapely. Despite the blood turning the clay into perfect representations of themselves she still found that hard to believe. With her fingers she gently pulled her mom's clay doll apart at the hips disconnecting the lower body. She then split her own doll at the waist and swapped lower halves on the dolls. To her shock her legs began to fatten and her hips widened until they reached her mother's proportions. She gasped. Her mother's ass was much larger than hers and it was giving her panties a wedgie and her mini skirt now was too small to cover it leaving it exposed.
She quickly swapped lower halves back and shrunk back to normal. Her panties dropped to the ground being too stretched out to fit her any longer.
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