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Halloween Voodoo
Synopsis: Cody in search of the perfect anniversary present stumbles
into a web of sinister magic. When the trap is sprung Cody tries to
fight back. Can he rescue Shawna and save them both from an
unimaginable fate? Be warned this Halloween horror tale.
By Zapper
Cody moved through the crowded flea-market not really sure why he'd
come, yet feeling a sense of urgency as he looked at the beads, bangles,
and jewelry. The New Orleans open air market was a hodgepodge of
sights, sounds, smells, and cultures. If the United States was a
melting-pot then New Orleans was the crockpot of culture. Cody ventured
into this mixture of heat, humidity, and the press of human bodies
because he was on a mission. One week from today was the one year
anniversary of his marriage to Shawna, and he needed the perfect gift.
Sure, some people thought they were a little weird, getting married on
Halloween, but the party that followed the ceremony had been epic.
Cody looked around at the booths feeling a little lost. Shawna loved
odd knick-knacks and lately dolls had become an obsession. 'The problem
with flea-markets' Cody thought, as he scanned the booths, 'is finding
anything worth a damn!'
Some sixth sense told him to turn left and he spotted her. The woman
must have been a thousand years old, based on the amount of wrinkles,
but her sharp brown eyes hinted at a keen wit.
"You be look'n for a gift, a gift for yer wife?" she asked, her voice
coarse from hard use.
"Uhm, yeah, next Friday's our anniversary."
"Ah, den, I got just ta thing."
She reached under the counter and pulled out a box and handed it to
Cody. When he opened it he saw a pair of matching Bride and Groom
Dolls. They looked like they'd been skillfully handcrafted and were
very old.
"How much?"
"Be'n dat its yer anniversary, $79.99."
***
Cody stared into the bathroom mirror and the dark circles under his
eyes. He'd had trouble sleeping all week, weird dreams full of drums.
In the dreams there had been a huge bonfire with shadowy people dancing
around the fire. Then the dream shifted, a young African American
couple, kneeling before an old woman, her face covered in wrinkles and
shadows. The ceremony involved a lot of chanting and dancing then a
pair of objects was brought forward. Cody could never really see the
objects. It was like the dream refused to focus on them. The odd
ceremony ended when the old woman reached out and touched the newlyweds
on the forehead causing them to collapse, one after the other.
At this point, in the dream, Cody always woke up with a start. Every
night. The same dream. The same lurching into wakefulness covered in a
cold sweat heart racing. He'd talked to Shawna about the nightmare and
she'd surprised him by say that she'd been having the same dream.
Cody rubbed his eyes trying to clear his head. He left the bathroom and
went into the den and poured a finger of single malt scotch. The fiery
liquid had a smoky flavor and then a hint of vanilla. Cody glanced at
the clock, one a.m., in a mock salute Cody raised his glass and toasted
the clock, "Here's to my one year anniversary." With that he took
another sip, "At least both Shawna and I have today off."
They'd decided to use vacation time so that they could celebrate
properly. Cody grinned thinking of a morning spent in bed with his sexy
wife. They'd both been working a lot lately so having a full day
together with no distractions was going to be the real anniversary
present. This made Cody think of the dolls he'd got for Shawna, he
grinned, knowing that she was going to love them. Of course he'd hidden
them and then had to move them several times during the week. Shawna
had lots of good qualities, and Cody loved her dearly, but she was a
snoop. Once Cody had let slip he'd bought her a gift she'd started
looking for it. Cody had caught her trying to find the box, twice.
Chuckling, he remembered catching her on a chair, stretching her five
foot two frame to the limit, as she tried to look for her present at the
back of the top shelf of the linen closet. When he'd asked what she was
doing she'd said she was doing a little "deep" cleaning. Cody shook his
head, Shawna hated cleaning.
Cody finished his scotch and went into the kitchen and spotted the mess
left over from dinner. Cody had been late getting home last night, and
Shawna had greeted him at the door with a passionate kiss instead of the
usual peck. When Cody had tried to follow this with a suggestion about
heading to the bedroom she'd gotten unusually shy. A little surprised
by the abrupt shift Cody went back to the bedroom to get out of his
suit. Once changed, he headed to the kitchen to see what Shawna wanted
to do about dinner. She'd again surprised him. The kitchen was full of
pots, dishes, and the rich smell of food.
"I thought I'd surprise with a home cooked meal," Shawna said.
Cody grabbed a beer and retreated to the den to stay out of her way.
Shawna knew how to cook and when she was in the mood she could cook with
the best Chefs around. It was just that during the week they tended to
eat out since both of them were normally too tired to make a meal. When
Shawna called him in for dinner Cody saw she'd set out a baked a
chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, corn-on-the-cob, home baked bread
and okra.
"When did you have the time to do all this?" Cody asked, a little
stunned.
Shawna smiled. "Well, I was getting ready for work, when I realized that
I just didn't want to go in today. So I called in sick."
Cody felt his mouth drop open in surprise. Shawna loved her job, she
was a physical therapist and had a real passion for helping people.
Looking down at the feast before him Cody smiled, "Well, I guess their
loss is my gain."
"Give me a sec, I want to change," Shawna said and hurried to the
bedroom. When she returned she was wearing a sexy little black dress
and had let her hair down. The look was enough to make Cody want to
forget dinner and scoop her up and take her to the bedroom right then.
Now, looking down at all the dirty dishes Cody sighed. Dinner had been
excellent. Once they were done Shawna had tried to get him into the
living room to watch a movie. She'd acted like she'd never used the
entertainment system before. Instead, Cody had put on a little jazz and
had swept her into his arms. They danced to two songs before Cody
started kissing her. Shawna had seemed reluctant at first but Cody knew
exactly where and how to kiss her. Soon she'd been moaning. At that
point Cody picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. The sexy had
been wild and new. It almost felt like Cody was making love to Shawna
for the first time. They'd spent the rest of the night in bed until
they fell asleep. Then, of course, Cody had been jolted awake by the
dream.
"Well since I'm awake, I might as well take care of this." With that
Cody cleaned the kitchen and started the dishwasher. When he finished
he realized that he still wasn't tired. Something was bothering him but
he just didn't know what it was. Then he realized that he wanted
something, he needed something, but what was it?
An instinct sent him to the spare bedroom and the closet where he'd
hidden the dolls two days ago. As soon as his fingers touched the box
Cody knew it had been calling him. He opened the box and gasped. The
groom was missing! Cody knew the doll had been in the box yesterday,
he'd checked it before work. Now what should he do? His surprise was
ruined!
"Looking for this?"
Cody turned around and saw Shawna leaning against the door. The light
blue teddy looked great against her darker skin and her brown eyes
glowed with an unusual intensity. Her posture was odd, her legs too far
apart, and her head tilted that way, it made her look almost, masculine.
In her hand she held the groom.
"Hey, you weren't supposed to see that, the dolls were going to be a
surprise."
Shawna, gave him a crooked grin, "Have you forgotten, I'm a snoop? I
found the dolls yesterday morning after you left while I was getting
ready for work."
"Before or after you called in sick?" Cody snapped, feeling annoyed.
"Just before, actually."
"Damn it, Shawna, now what am I supposed to give you tonight for our
anniversary?"
Shawna walked sexily toward Cody using every curve nature had given her,
"It's after midnight, so it's already our anniversary, and the dolls are
perfect. Show me the bride."
The change in the way Shawna moved startled Cody. One second she was
leaning against the door like a guy, and the next she was every inch his
sexy young wife. Shawna reached up and pulled Cody's face down kissing
him roughly. The move was so out of character, so aggressive, that it
caught Cody off guard. It reminded him of how ardent she'd been while
making love last night.
At last they broke away and Cody blurted out, "Who are you, and what
have you done with Shawna?"
Shawna pouted and then whispered, "Come on, babe, show me the bride."
"It's right there, in the box," Cody said, more confused than ever at
Shawna's odd behavior.
"If you play dolls with me I'll make it worth your while," she said,
reaching down to rub his, now erect, member.
Grinning Cody grabbed the bride doll and as soon as it left the box he
felt a rush of energy sweep through him. Cody felt a ripping sensation
as his senses twisted. For a second, he was simultaneously looking down
at the doll and up into his own gigantic face. He tried to reach out
with a hand to steady himself and nothing moved. Then his vision
settled into a view of his own enormous face.
"We did it!" Cody heard his voice say. That was impossible, he hadn't
spoken.
"Yeah, babe, we escaped!" Shawna said, her voice filled with glee.
There was movement and Cody's vision was restricted to a view of his t-
shirt before he was dropped onto the dresser next to the mirror. At
this point giant Cody stepped back and looked down at him.
"Do you think they can see us?"
At that moment Cody realized that he'd become the doll! He tried to
scream, to move, nothing happened. Shawna moved forward and sat the now
life-sized doll of the groom next to Cody.
"Yeah, I can feel Shawna's spirit in the doll. She's been trying to
talk to me all day. If I touch the doll and focus I can feel her
emotions."
Horrified, Cody, helplessly watched his body touch his face then look
down at his hands. "Damn it, Malcom, I'm white and I'm a man! You were
supposed to be the man!"
The man in Shawna's body reached over touched Cody's arm, "I didn't do
it. The bitch picked up the groom instead of the bride. You know what
Gran told us. That along with the chance for freedom was risk. The
spell was set to swap with the first person to lift the doll out of the
box. I was half expecting to be a little girl!"
Cody watched as his body nodded, "I know, but Gran also said she'd do
everything she could to see that we were given to the right couple,"
Then suddenly the woman in Cody's body reached between his legs,
"Please, don't tell me I got a tiny cock!"
At this Shawna laughed and reached up, putting her delicate hands on
either side of his face, and pulled him down for a kiss. When they
broke apart she smiled, "Naw, ya got a nice dick. That boy used it on
me a few hours ago and it was real good."
"You had sex with him?"
Shawna pouted, "What was I supposed to do, he wanted it, and I was his
wife!"
At this Cody's body grinned evilly down at Shawna. "And if I want you to
do your wifely duty?"
At this the new Shawna's pout turned into an innocent demure expression,
"You wouldn't take advantage of me, would you? Now that I'm smaller and
weaker?"
Cody's body made a low hungry sound and scooped Shawna up and carried
her over to the bed kissing her passionately. Cody tried to move, he
wanted to see what was going on, but his body wouldn't respond. He
focused on turning his head, again nothing. Cody threw every ounce of
will power against the prison he was trapped in to no avail. Then the
sounds of love-making penetrated Cody's rage and his anger changed to
despair, if he'd still had flesh he'd be weeping.
In that moment he felt something next to him. A presence. Cody
realized that it was Shawna in the groom doll. They were actually
touching and somehow the contact allowed him to feel her. Shawna was
trying to comfort him. For a second this made Cody feel embarrassed, he
had always been the strong protector. Now, here he was an emotional
wreck and Shawna was comforting him. Unable to resist Cody clung to her
presence.
After a time the moans and cries of love making slowed and stopped.
Cody could hear a softly murmured conversation but couldn't make out the
words. Then the sounds of the bed squeaking alerted Cody and he saw his
own body holding hands with Shawna flash through his line of sight as
they left the spare-bedroom. At the last second Shawna reached out and
flipped the light switch off leaving Cody and Shawna trapped in the
dark.
Cody felt a surge of panic and reached out for Shawna and again felt her
presence. The panic faded and Cody tried to communicate with Shawna but
all he could do was sense her presence and her love for him. He tried
to respond by sending a wave of love back to her.
The darkness lightened as sunlight began to slip through the curtains.
More time passed, and Cody could hear the sounds of movement in the
house. Someone turned on the television and Cody could tell it was a
morning news show. Time passed, and the room became brighter as the sun
approached noon.
In a fit of impotent rage Cody threw all of his willpower against the
prison of wood, cloth, and cotton that held him. 'This isn't fair,'
Cody thought as he struggled, 'we don't deserve this!' Then slowly
Cody's view shifted. Instead of staring at the far wall and barely
being able to see the door to his right the room shifted until Cody was
looking at the door. 'I did it! I made my head turn!' Cody thought,
gleefully.
Cody felt a flash of amazement from Shawna and realized that while he
was looking at the door he could now also see the groom doll containing
Shawna's spirit. Focusing on Shawna Cody tried to speak but the doll
didn't have a real mouth or lungs. After a time Cody gave up and
focused on the door. The body thieves would return sooner or later.
"Okay, Cody, think," he told himself silently. The magic was released
when I lifted the doll out of the box. I was touching the doll and the
thief was able to trade places with me. If he picks me up again I'll
try to take my body back! Cody knew it was a weak plan but it was the
best he could come up with.
Cody would have jumped, if he'd been able to move, he was so startled at
the sound of the garage door opening. 'They must be leaving the house,'
he thought. 'Now's our chance!' But then reality sank in, the chance
to do what? If he really focused he could move his head, but that was a
far cry from moving his entire doll-body. Even if he could move his
this body what would that get him? It wasn't like he could catch his
flesh and blood body. Still Cody had a stubborn streak so he focused on
moving his head.
The room slowly turned until Cody could see the window. Through the
window Cody could see a tree, most of the leaves had turned and over
half of them had fallen. For a time it was interesting to watch the
squirrels run through the branches, but then they disappeared. When
they left Cody felt a wave of sadness followed by jealousy. Even a
squirrel was better off than he was, at least they had a flesh and blood
body and could move around.
After a time the room get a little darker as the sun began to set. Then
Cody heard the garage door and felt a spike of emotion from Shawna.
Again, he focused and discovered it was getting easier to move his head.
Once again Cody was looking at the door as the sound of voices grew
louder. Then the door opened and Cody saw his and Shawna's bodies walk
in. They were both dressed casually and were clearly happy.
"I told you Missy, that you'd get the hang of it. Gran said we'd
inherit enough knowledge to adjust," Shawna's body said. "The magic
even makes us comfortable in our new bodies."
"I know Malcom, it's just so much to take in," Cody's body replied.
"Now, why did you want to come back in here? I don't like being in the
same room as the dolls." Cody watched as his body shuddered.
"I could tell you were feeling guilty, but Gran's magic was better than
either of us thought. Look."
Cody watched as Malcom in Shawna's body pointed to an old black and
white family photo on the dresser. At this Cody's body hissed and moved
toward the dresser.
"Is that Master Johnson?"
Cody ignored the comment, instead he focused on reaching out with an
arm. His body was so close. Missy reached down to pick up the photo
and then she stepped back, out of reach. Cody wanted to hiss in
frustration.
"Yeah!" Malcom said. "Now, do you see?"
Missy nodded and glanced at Malcom who grinned, "At midnight tonight
Shawna and Cody's spirits will take our place on the plantation. Do you
think Cody will like being a slave to his own ancestor?" Malcom said,
with Shawna's sweet voice.
"Hehehe... I hope she can avoid Master Johnson after he's had the
moonshine."
They both laughed and left the room. Cody felt horrified, 'this can't
be happening,' he thought. Then he felt a surge of emotions from
Shawna, confusion, horror, and a sense of betrayal followed by anger.
Cody wanted to cry out, to tell her it wasn't his fault his ancestor had
owned slaves. He hadn't even been born when his family owned the
plantation. But locked within his prison he couldn't speak.
Gradually the room became completely dark. Shawna had stopped trying to
send comfort to Cody and that simple rejection sent him into the depths
of depression. He lost all track of time.
Then he heard the doorbell. For a second Cody was confused but then the
words "Trick or Treat!" floated to him. Cody had forgotten it was
Halloween. Again, he reached out to Shawna, trying to show her how much
he loved her. He felt a stirring and then heard a very faint, 'Leave me
alone' in his mind. Cody felt a rush of excitement he wanted to talk to
her to explain, but he knew what Shawna was like when she wanted to be
left alone. He needed to be patient.
After a time the doorbell stopped ringing and the sounds of the
neighborhood children faded.
'Shawna, we need to talk.' Cody sent to her. There was no response so
Cody tried again. After the third time he gave up. More time passed.
Then the door opened and if Cody would have had eyes he would have
blinked as bright light flooded the room.
"Are you sure you want to watch?" Malcom asked with Shawna's voice.
"Yeah, abso-fucking-lutely!" Cody heard his own voice slur. "I want to
see it, to know they're gone. Besides it's the only revenge I'll get,"
Missy growled.
'Revenge for what?' Cody thought. Then he felt a stranger wave of
power. It made the room dim for a second, then a second wave hit and
Cody felt his spirit leave the doll and felt the doll crumble to dust.
An instant later the groom doll crumbled and then the third wave of
magic hit and the room faded from Cody's view.
***
Slowly Cody became aware of his surrounds. 'God, what an awful dream,'
he thought. He realized that there was a lump under him digging into
his back. He tried to shift around and froze when he felt the heavy
unnatural shifting on his chest. Cody reached up and through the rough
cotton fabric felt breasts!
Cody opened her eyes but it was too dark to see anything. There was
someone sleeping next to her and she rolled away. Cody stumbled to her
feet leaving the straw mattress and as if by some instinct knew exactly
where to find the latch on the door. Cody barely registered the dirt
under her bare feet as she stumbled to one side of the hut. The nausea
that had been building as soon as Cody woke up caused her to bend over
and vomit into the grass. For several seconds Cody's stomach clinched
up and even though nothing but bile came up her body wouldn't stop. At
last Cody rubbed her mouth with the back of her hand and froze.
In the pre-dawn light Cody stared down at her mocha color skin and
slender delicate fingers. The reality of her situation caused her to
moan, "No, no, no, this ain't real. I be dream'n."
The sound of her feminine voice drove the situation into Cody's
bewildered mind and caused her acknowledge that it must be real. The
final confirmation came when she reached between her legs where she
found a smooth flat crotch. For a minute her mind simply stopped
working and she stood there stunned.
"Yer, up. Good, we gots work ta do girl!" The sound of the woman's
voice made Cody spin around her large breasts swinging heavily within
her cotton blouse.
"Was you just sick'n up?" The woman was taller than Cody and looked
like she must be in her forties. A part of Cody's brain, a part she
hadn't had a few hours ago, spoke up and she realized that this woman
was her mother.
"Ha, dats great news! Married less than a day and yous already with
child! Common we gotta go tell Gran!"
THE END
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