After you bought the voodoo doll, you wanted someone to test it on. Luckily you had the perfect test subject at your own house. Your older brother Cyrus was a nerd. He was a short and skinny nerd with mousy brown hair and glasses; he was your classic nerd. Surely Cyrus wouldn't mind becoming a little less of a nerd and more masculine, right?
You go to his room, where you find him asleep at his desk. Probably fell asleep there, overworking himself from studying for his college classes. This was the perfect opportunity to steal a hair from Cyrus. You carefully snuck up on him and plucked a hair from him. Now, this woke up your brother, but you managed to hide the hair you stole and told him you were just waking him up. After that, you exited his room but left the door ajar so you could observe the changes as they occur.
"Alright, voodoo doll, time to make Cyrus less of a nerd. Oh, but let's not give him any body hair. I know that he'll hate that. Masculescant transformatio!"
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Cyrus had resumed his studies, but not without complaints. Man, he knew college wasn't going to be easy, but he didn't expect it to be this difficult and time-consuming. Oh well, there was nothing he could do but suck it up and finish his assignment. As he was working on his assignment, Cyrus started to feel a bit warm. Unbeknownst to him, this was a sign that the Voodoo Doll's power was working on him. Your older brother decided to ignore this heat and work on his assignment. Although, he had to admit that it was getting harder and harder to focus, especially with the odd feeling of his clothes feeling a bit tighter than usual. Still, Cyrus worked through the uncomfortable situation until one of his shirt buttons popped off, finally breaking his concentration.
Cyrus gasped when that happened and then immediately looked down to see another button pop off his shirt. What was going on? Cyrus unbuttoned his shirt, trying and failing to keep any more buttons from popping off. Once all the buttons were off, Cyrus's eyes widened at what he saw. Where were his almost concave chest and untoned stomach? They seemed to have been replaced with an athlete's hard pecs and six-pack abs! How could this have happened?
Before Cyrus could think more about this, he felt another wave of growth hit him. His abs and pecs were getting larger and more defined, but so were his arms, causing the sleeves of his shirt to tear. His shoulders and back follow suit causing more tears in his shirt. The shirt was now beyond repair. Oh well, it's not like he could ever wear this shirt again. His pants, on the other hand, were thankfully baggy on Cyrus's skinny legs before, but they were starting to get tight and would end up the same way as his shirt if his legs were to get larger. For some reason, Cyrus's face felt itchy as had happened. Scratching his face, he realized stubble was forming on his face. God, what was happening to him, and why?
As sudden as the changes started, they seemed to have stopped just as suddenly as your older brother felt the heat subside from him. Cyrus was a panting mess, but he still somehow managed to drag himself to the mirror to look over the changes. It was then that Cyrus noticed that he was now taller, and his face looked more handsome than it was before. He looked like a model now, and he could help but to crack a smile.
"I don't know what happened, but I don't think I mind it," Cyrus said to himself as he began taking off the tattered remains of his shirt.
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"Masculescant claudum," you quietly chanted a little while earlier after deciding that Cyrus was no longer a nerd. You then quietly snuck away back to your own room so your brother could enjoy some time exploring his new body.
Good, it was safe to say that that test was a successful one. Now the next question was, what were you going to do with the Voodoo Doll next?
Decisions, decisions...