The shop had a new product delivered recently, and the proprietor was inspecting it before she put it on the shelves for her customers. In all her years of witchcraft, Magic Shop keeper Wanda Brunhilde knew that it didn’t do to be picky about the products she sold. But surely this was a mistake. Surely she couldn’t sell something like this, right?
First, there was the name. Bouncing Booty Boombox. It was so stupid and obvious! Couldn’t they have come up with a more subtle, cryptic name that didn’t show the product’s hand all in one go? Besides, who else besides perverts would want a product with that kind of name?
Second, there was the matter of the product itself and its enchantments. Here were some old school styled boomboxes in loud 80’s colors like hot pink and neon green. They were so obnoxiously tacky that she could barely bring herself to so much as glance at them. Each boombox came with instructions to listen to the music for the effects to take hold, which was fair enough. Of course, those effects were what made Wanda roll her eyes so hard they could power a motorized fruit blender.
The effects were twofold, maybe threefold. First, it would hypnotize the listener and take their full and undivided attention. The listener would become deaf to anything that wasn’t the boombox’s jams, and be unable to respond to most other kinds of input until the music was turned off. Second, it would cause the listener’s butt, thighs, and hips to bloat and inflate at a steady rate. The longer the music played, the bigger their posteriors would grow and fatten. This effect would be permanent. Third, the hypnotic music would compel the listener to twerk their growing bottoms to the music. So long as the music kept playing, they would maintain twerking and booty bopping as their derrières continued to swell with juicy, jiggling fat.
Nevertheless, Wanda put the product out on the store shelves for people to purchase. What did she care what her customers did with their products anyway? She did offer free earmuffs with every purchase as a safety precaution. She did care about her customers at least a little.