“Nah sorry, this is all to weird for me,” You say.
“Oh of course, I understand,” Said the shopkeeper in a booming voice. “Feel free to come back if you have any questions”
You smiled, and began to heave the store, unaware that the shopkeeper had plucked a single hair from your head. He held it close and smiled, before tying it to the doll.
“Let’s make this slow. I want him to enjoy this.”
On your walk home, you noticed a group of jocks jogging past. You stared jealously at their thick muscles and sighed. You bet they could get anyone they’d like.
You got home, took off your shoes and sat on the couch. You began flicking through the various tv channels, and then Netflix and found nothing good to watch. Quickly you grew bored and decided it was late and you needed to shower. You undressed and stepped into the shower, unaware the Voodoo doll had began to work its magic.
Back at the store, a the now Neanderthal-Looking salesman’s laughed stood naked in his store. He was the epitome of manhood. He has a thick dick, with massive, hairy pecs and arms and legs, with abs so defined they could cut class. He held a hairy arm over the doll of masculinity and said “Masculescant Transformatio!”
A minute into your shower, you felt a strange tingle move down your body? At first, it was only a hum. It felt good, so good that you suddenly felt incredibly horny? You had never felt like this before, and you blushed as you looked to see yourself grow fully erect. You grabbed your erect dick and began thrusting forward, letting out a guttural moan with every motion. Each and every touch send unimaginable pleasures across your body.
Little did you notice, your shoulders widened slightly, along with a minor development of muscle. You collapsed onto your knees, continuing to feel yourself and gradually becoming losing in sheer pleasure. From the tip of your now heavier and longer member, it began to drool pre. All at once you came, squirting thick and heavy loads across the shower floor. You fell onto all fours, painting heavily.
You quickly shook your head clear, washing the sticky cost of cum off yourself. You cleaned the shower as best as you could and finished up. You dried yourself, feeling oddly comfortable in the nude. You, feeling weirdly disappointed, threw on a pair of boxes and left the bathroom. Were you stronger? Your arms seemed stronger...you tired to think further but felt too tired to think clearly.
Surely this had nothing to do with a visit to a magic shop...