Show and Tell

Samantha never believed in magic. She always believed that there was a rational explanation for why something happened. Her belief was about to be tested.

Tina knew the perfect test. She removed the doll's shoes. Everyone watched as Samantha's shoes disappeared. Even though Samantha could see her sock-covered feet, it still didn't register what was going on. Carefully between her finger and thumb Tina held the doll's pants. She quickly pulled off the pants and watched as Samantha's pants disappeared too. Everyone was silent, nobody could believe their eyes.

"Place your bets now," said Tina breaking the silence. "What hairstyle does are Voodoo bitch have? I'm going for full on bush."

"No, please." Samantha begged finally realising what Tina was about to do.

Tess started to laugh. "Probs bush but I'll go trimmed to keep the lice away!"

"Let's see!" Tina stripped the doll of its panties. Samantha was now bottomless and on the verge of a breakdown. Her very world had been turned upside down. "Called it! That's one scary bush. Well I'm convinced," announced Tina. Tina turned to face the goth girl. "And you were going to use this on me."

The goth girl could feel the venom in Tina's voice and it made her blood run cold. There was nothing that she could do now, Tina and Tess were about to introduce her to a world of pain. The girls had beaten her up before which was why the goth girl had resorted to Voodoo. She wanted **** and now that **** was about to be inflicted on her. She could see Tina tower above her.

"Wait!" begged the goth girl. "I can show you how to use the doll properly."

"I think it'll be more fun finding out for ourselves," said Tess as she cracked her knuckles.

"I can make more dolls!" The goth girl knew she was clutching at straws but didn't care. All she wanted was too avoid the pain. There was a pause.

"Can you make a doll for anyone?" Tina cautiously asked.

"Yes! Yes!" The goth girl replied enthusiastically.

"I want you to make a doll of yourself."

Tess laughed as the goth girl's jaw hit the floor. "You're one evil bitch."

"Think about it. If we have her doll she can't make dolls of us."

"Yeah! You're right!" Tess said excitedly. The goth girl immediately saw a flaw in their plan but said nothing.

"Well then, you gonna be our Voodoo bitch?" Tina asked.

"Yes," she replied, trying to sound as defeated as possible.

Tina crouched down and held out the doll of Samantha. "Show me what these dolls can do."

The goth girl took the doll and turned to face Samantha. "First off you can pose your doll." She spread the doll's legs as wide as possible making Samantha perform the splits. Samantha had never been able to do the splits before and her groin burned with pain causing her to cry out. Samantha was soon silenced. "Next you can silence the doll." The goth girl put a finger over the doll's mouth and said: quiet. Samantha opened her mouth but no sound came out. Samantha realised that not only could she make no sound but her pussy was on full display to her three tormentors. Both of her hands flew to her crotch to cover her bush from her tormentors' eyes.

"Someone's shy!" Tess mocked.

"Not a problem," said the goth girl. She then moved the doll's hands behind its back and held them to the base of its spine. Samantha used an insane amount of willpower to stop her hands from moving but it didn't make a difference. Soon Samantha was fully exposed again. "You can do virtually any pose. It might hurt being put in the position but it won't damage the body unless you damage the doll."

'It might hurt!' Samantha though. 'My legs are in agony!' Samantha gritted her teeth as her body began to move of its own accord. Samantha started to lean forward. Samantha worried her head was going to end up face-planting the floor. Samantha's body kept leaning forward, a pain in her chest from how she was bending. Samantha's view went from the girls, to the ground, to her own pubic hair. Samantha finally realised what was happening. She opened her mouth to protest but instead of words coming out she just locked onto her own pussy.

The girls just burst out laughing at Samantha. The pain in Samantha's body was a distant second to the humiliation she felt. For good measure, Tina put her foot on the back of Samantha's head, forcing her bush further down her throat.

Samantha felt like she was in that position for an eternity but much to her relief the bell sounded. The goth girl released her hold on the doll and suddenly Samantha had control of her own movements again. Her head flew back and her legs closed. The pain started to ease. The goth girl placed one hand under the doll and one hand above. "Reset," she said. Samantha looked down to see she was fully clothed.

Samantha took this opportunity to escape. She had her clothes, she had control over her body and soon she would have the protection of her teachers. So Samantha ran. She ran out of the library as hard and as fast as she could. Nobody tried to stop her. After all, why would they?

The Terrible Twosome had a Voodoo doll of her.