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Strangebuddy
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Not authentic Voodoo practice but rather a voodoo doll style curse.
This is a weird idea (even for me) but I kind of like it. I got the idea from spending time with a person who was constantly worried about their house and believed they could tell when someone had broken in while they were gone or could feel something happen to their house even if the house was actually fine.
What if there was a witch or spellcaster who got ticked off by someone and decided to make a curse where all of the person's belonging's became affected and were tied to their erogenous zones? For example, waxing that person's car would feel like someone getting their privates rubbed. Squeezing some oranges would feel like someone was trying to crush their breasts. And if someone ate their food, they would suddenly feel a bunch of love bites (nothing grotesque, no one will wind up in the hospital: extreme sensations would be safely muted) and probing tongues all over their bodies.
After a day of polishing silver and cleaning up the house, the witch (who could be a maid) lets the curse go but when her bosses threaten her, she reminds them that she has to pick up their clothes from the cleaners. One suit pressing and one night on the town in her bosses dress later...
This is a weird idea (even for me) but I kind of like it. I got the idea from spending time with a person who was constantly worried about their house and believed they could tell when someone had broken in while they were gone or could feel something happen to their house even if the house was actually fine.
What if there was a witch or spellcaster who got ticked off by someone and decided to make a curse where all of the person's belonging's became affected and were tied to their erogenous zones? For example, waxing that person's car would feel like someone getting their privates rubbed. Squeezing some oranges would feel like someone was trying to crush their breasts. And if someone ate their food, they would suddenly feel a bunch of love bites (nothing grotesque, no one will wind up in the hospital: extreme sensations would be safely muted) and probing tongues all over their bodies.
After a day of polishing silver and cleaning up the house, the witch (who could be a maid) lets the curse go but when her bosses threaten her, she reminds them that she has to pick up their clothes from the cleaners. One suit pressing and one night on the town in her bosses dress later...