Poll Winner: Doodoo Voodoo

FINALLY got to finishing up a poll winner, and only got...a lot more to go!
Anyhoo, here's February's winner!!!


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It’d been almost half a day since it happened, but she still couldn’t figure out how to reverse this…

Jazmin sat at a table in the food court with all her materials sprawled out, desperately trying to fix her mistake.
But Voodoo wasn’t just something you messed around with willy-nilly. Years of spiritual practice could never be replaced by two curious college girlfriends playing around on a whim.
And now more than ever, they’d certainly find out the consequences of such meddling…

“Jaz! Oh thank God I found you!!!”

“O-Oh, Abi...heeey, babe…”
Jazmin nervously brushed the incense and crystals into her bag as she saw Abigail trotting towards her with an awkward waddle.
A pretty girl like her could somehow make it attractive, of course. The way those long legs trembled and pushed against each other, how her slim hips wiggled and clenched underneath that miniskirt, and even the flushed, sweaty pout of her pretty face were all enough to make Jazmin’s heart skip.
...even if she knew it was all because she had to poop.

Thanks to her ineptitude with magicks unknown, the girl had miraculously bonded Abigail’s panties on her butt permanently!
Not a single thing would pry them off her, not even allowing for her to pull them aside!!!
So of course, toileting was the biggest issue at the moment! And while Abigail could still get away with peeing through her underwear (although the smell of stale urine on such a pretty girl was just awful), number two would be much worse to have to endure...

As the brunette bent down to kiss her slightly shorter girlfriend on the cheek, she whispered into her ear…

“PLEASE tell me you figured it out, I’m about to explode!!!”

“Ahaha...w-well, uh…”

Jazmin stumbled over her words as Abigail quickly sat on the chair beside her, trying to give her clenching cheeks some relief while she kept herself firmly planted on a seat.
“It’s taking a bit longer than I thought babe, I uh...might need another night…”

“ANOTHER NI-FRRRRRLLLLRPT!!!”

The taller girl exclaimed without warning, prompting her butt to act in kind with a loud, sharp fart that only let her poo turtlehead out just a bit further…

Her cheeks went a deep red as she collected herself, watching Jazmin fan her nose from the strong stench wafting about them…

“...a-another night!?
Jaz, I thought you had this!!! I can’t hold it any more!!!”

“I know, I know!
I’m sorry sweetie, I really am! I thought it’d be fun to mess around with this a little, but I’m not nearly as skilled at it as my grandma.
I’ll call her as soon as I can, just...be strong for me…”
Jazmin apologetically begged the girl, reaching over and patting her back as she looked her right in those embarrassed blue eyes of hers.

Abigail looked back at the dark-skinned doll of a girl, frustrated and ready to blow from the back no doubt, but...unable to be mad at the sad little expression peeking out from underneath those long thick braids…

“Uuurgh...FINE.
I suppose it’s just as much my fault as yours…
B-But…”
Abigail huffed a bit as she tried to lean off the chair a bit, immediately stiffening up and sitting right back in place!

“Jaz...Jaz I’m really gonna do it…”

“...no way, you really can’t-”

“I REALLY CAN’T!!!”
Abigail hissed back behind gritted teeth as the monster beating at her butthole was finally emerging. An even stronger, lingering stench of something foul rose up between the two as sweat nervously dripped from Abigail’s face.
Strain and grunt as she did, there didn’t seem to be any stopping last night’s dinner AND today’s breakfast from escaping her.
And feeling just awful about the whole situation, Jazmin could only pull her girlfriend in closer, hug her tightly and comfort her with a soft, whispered “Let it out now…”

“NNNNRGH!!!”

Embarrassed beyond belief but even more desperate for sweet relief, Abigail just nodded and gave in with a firm, grunting push.

With her face buried into Jazmin’s shoulder, the voodoo-novice peered over hers to see just how bad the damage was becoming.
A morbid curiosity led to her lifting the girl’s skirt and revealing her blue satin, lace-trimmed full cut panties, already so thoroughly stained yellow from several unyielding wees before.

This go around though, a new color began to spread over her backside as a firm, tenting bulge poked its way out.

sssSSSSCCCCRRRRLRCKLRRRrfffrlpt…

With a sticky crackling and cacophony of soft toots, Abigail filled her panties right there in the cafeteria...with an emphasis on FILLED.

The first log was large, no doubt!
Pounding its way out and hardly yielding to the tightening panties that tented around it, her poo was thick and weighty...at least a three-pounder!
But as Jazmin continued to watch with a disgusted amusement of sorts, she saw yet another load, smoother and softer in comparison, begin to pile atop the first with an even muddier sputtering from Abi’s cheeks.
And even still, a third, THICKER turd plopped it’s way out after that, utterly widening the overall bulge being built at the girl’s backside…

Abigail was pooping so dang much!!!

“Damn girl, how long were you holding it!?”
Jazmin exclaimed in shock as she pulled back from her smelly girlfriend, getting a look at the purely euphoric expression on her face as she pushed.

Her eyes crossed lightly and lip bit firmly, Abigail was unresponsive as she focused on emptying those bowels entirely.
A feat that...took waaaay longer than any normal person would.

“Abi...ABI!!!
Stop, those things are getting way too full!!!
God, you’re not even gonna be able to hide this…”
Jazmin shook the girl a bit more, but seeing no real reaction she began tugging at her arm and dragging her towards the restrooms.
As she stood though, the sticky squelching of her panties was totally audible to everyone around them, not to mention the attention the pure stench brought the two.
And with such heavy undies sagging like a sack of potatoes off her hips now, that miniskirt was doing NOTHING to hide her shame…

Whispers could be heard. Students pulled out their phones left and right to record the event. Some mean-spirited individuals even threw balled-up napkins at her!
And all the meanwhile…

“H-Hrrrnfff!
GRRRNGH!!!...h-haaaarrrrgh…
Oooh GOD that feels so good…”

Abigail just kept pushing and pushing, right until Jazmin managed to get her into the restroom…

It was then that she finally snapped out of such a poo-happy daze, looking around her surroundings to see an incredibly concerned Jazmin...and down to see both the back AND front of her skirt hiked up over a pair of ridiculously bulging, full, warm and oh-so dumpy panties…

“W-Wha...what the fu-”

“We have GOT to reverse this...that voodoo did more than we thought, Abi.
I’m calling my grandma…we need a professional to fix our little ‘accident’.”

With a silent, mortified nod at the mere thought of what she’d just done, Abigail simply walked into a stall and sat down gingerly, trying to remove the panties only to squish them further…

Minutes would pass, and Jazmin could be heard frantically trying to explain herself, only for even louder exclamations to come back through the phone in Haitian.
Abigail knew good and well she was getting chewed out for messing around with things she shouldn’t have, and felt awful for it!
But even more worryingly, she felt...aroused.
Somehow, disgustingly enough, she was getting turned on by the heaping, steaming pile in her panties right now!
The way it smushed around, how it hung down her thighs and bloated around her hips, it was all so stupid...ly sexy.
Something about the whole experience was just so...interesting, to say the least.
Being bound in what was basically a makeshift diaper with no hope of a change in sight was becoming a kinkier idea to her by the second.
Why she was even tempted to bring her hand between her thighs and just start masturbating right there on the toilet, poopy panties be damned!
But when she heard the knock on the stall door, the girl jumped out of her own horniness and back to reality…

“Babe...good news and bad news.
Grandma said she’ll up and fix everything, but-”

“Oh thank GOD, I was worried I’d have to sit in these nasty things overnight!”
Abigail immediately perked up her voice, trying to ignore the naughty tingling going on downstairs as she said so.
She didn’t WANT to admit to herself how good it felt...it was just too weird!!!
Better that she get rid of the curse sooner than late-

“BUT...she can’t come up until Sunday. Gotta catch a bus and stop to see some family on the way…”

“WHAT!? C-Can’t she just take a plane, I’ll pay for her ticket even!!! J-Jaz, I can’t…”

“Abi, babe, I’m sorry!
She’s got some weird superstition about airplanes...listen, we’re gonna make this work, I promise…”
Jazmin tried to comfort the girl as she mentally began panicking. No matter how turned on she was, this would be awful! Her social life was probably already plummeting as she sat there, but to go a whole week pushing out massive piles into the same panties again and again was entirely too much!
But even still, classes were so important right now…

“Oh...oh no no no, this is terrible…
Jaz, you don’t understand! I have to go to classes like this! People are going to see me, SMELL me for the entire week!!! And...and even then, I...I’m starting to feel like…”

The stall door opens as Abigail verbalizes her worry, and a soft warm hand begins to caress her cheek.
Jazmin crouches down beside her, looking the girl in her eyes as their foreheads touched.
A small peck on the lips is shared between them before the clean-bottomed girl speaks…

“We’re gonna get through this.
Got it?
We made a mistake, fooled around and we’re paying the price.
But that’s it.

You and I, babe...we’re in this together, we’re getting through this...together. Okay?”
She spoke firmly, yet softly all at once.
With one hand gently caressing her hot, slightly tear-stained cheek and the other trailing down her back to give the big fat lumpy butt a reassuring pat, Abigail felt her girlfriend’s touch both physically and emotionally.
Her heartbeat slowed, and mind stopped racing so much all at once...she wasn’t alone, at least.
No matter how crazy, embarrassing, and utterly disgusting this was, they were still together.

“I...y-you’re...you’re right. We’re together in this…
...though, I guess one of us is a bit stinkier than the other, huh?
Haha…”

Abigail jokingly said, trying to lighten the mood she’d gone and dumped all over.
But without missing a beat, as Jazmin crouched down before her girlfriend vowing not to let her endure this alone, she began to quietly strain…

“F-Frrrrnfff...mmmmrngh!”

“Jaz? Sweetie, what’s wro-”

PRRRrrrRRRLpt!!!

A sudden burst of rumbling gas escaped from behind Jazmin as she kept in place, trembling just a bit.
Abigail’s eyes widened, making the squatting young lady’s own cheeks begin to burn hotter.
Everything in her body told her this was wrong, that she should stop pushing and go sit on a toilet now!
But she was absolutely determined to stick by her girl’s side, no matter how wrong this felt...and so she pushed twice as hard!

“MRRRRRRRNGGGGGHHHHH!!!”

Jazmin bore down hard on her own bowels, gritting her teeth and scrunching her face up as she put max effort into her pants!
Underneath her baggy black sweatpants, her own pink boyshorts began to soak with pee…

“Jazzy!!!
Baby, no you don’t have to do that!
Stop, you’re gonna get all...d-dirty…”
As soon as she realized what was going on and heard the first drips of urine hitting the floor, Abigail tried to stop her sweetheart from soiling herself!

But as the words left her mouth, a new excitement rose in her heart...this was kinda hot!!!

SSSSSCCCCRRRRRRLLLLRRrrrFFFLPTCH…

With the acoustics being perfect in an empty restroom, Abigail could hear every last inch of poo filling out Jazmin’s rump.

Though it only lasted a minute, and it wasn’t nearly as much as Abigail’s massively cursed dump, hearing that soft smushy splatter just barely make itself visible within Jazmin’s pants meant the world to her in so many ways right now…

“Nnnrrrrgh...URGH this is disgusting…
I’m sorry you have to go through this, babe...but I promise, you’re not alone! If you’re poopy, then...then I’m poopy too, ‘kay!?”

Jazmin said, huffing in between her words after the total workout it was to reverse her own potty training on the spot.

Absolutely flirtatious words for Abigail, who at that moment couldn’t have been happier for whatever reason!
Was it the dedication and loyalty she was being shown, the understanding and affection, or was it really just an increasing lust for humping in her dumpy panties!?
Finally deciding to just stop worrying and deal with it alongside her best friend...she leans forward and simply kisses Jazmin deeply.

“I love you...so, so much right now…”

“Aww baby, I love you to-ah!
Abi...Abi, right here!? Girl you know how much we stink right no-”

“Don’t care, right now!!!”

Abigail whispers determinedly as she kisses up and down Jazmin’s neck, letting her hands explore all over the girl’s body.
Inching ever so close to her soaked, saggy seat…

Rolling her eyes but just going along with it for her girl, Jazmin giggles a bit and simply closes the bathroom stall, crawling up onto her poopy-pantied princess and enjoying a much more intimate time in the toilets...together.

…

“Jazmin, baby?
Grandmama’s here, let me in child!”

Early afternoon that upcoming Sunday, a knocking could be heard at the girl’s dorm door.

Cuddled in each other’s arms, Jazmin and Abigail simply watched TV together while lounging atop Abigail’s newly-made...furniture.
Having gone a week with cursed hyperactive bowels and no change of panties, the preppy college girl had made an absolute beanbag chair out her underwear! A bit cool and icky at first, once she got settled into it she really, REALLY didn’t mind it.

“O-Oh...Jaz...Jaz wake up sweetie, I think your granny’s here…”
Abigail murmured, shaking Jazmin out of her comfortable sleepytime cuddle.
The girl stirred with a bit of a yawn, hearing a knocking come from the door and smiling up at her partner.

“Fiiinally!
Babe, that’s great! We can finally get you changed, huh?”

“Heh...y-yeah, just...great…”
Abigail shifted a bit in her seat, sinking deeper into the self-made mudbath. It really was for the best, she knew it...but…

“...Abi, baby...it’s probably just the curse that makes you like it so much, you know. You won’t miss it one bit when grandma breaks the curse!”

“But Jaz, what if...um…”
The infinitely smellier girl blushed a little as she let her hand run over the front of her gigantic loaded panties…

“It...y’know...wasn’t…”

“I thought you might say that…”
Jazmin sighed as she saw the lust already starting to build up in Abigail’s eyes for the third time that day.
All week, she had to play along with Abigail’s newfound dirty kinkiness, wondering to herself if this really would have awakened something in the girl.

But while she kept her promise of sticking with her every step of the way in every way possible, even Jazmin had to admit...it was really nice to dump wherever, WHENEVER she wanted.

“Tell you what…”

She began as she stood up, her own sweatpants absolutely loaded and sagging to her knees with many of her own loads...

“If you’re still into it after all this...I’ll get some more plastic sheets, and we can fiber load all the time?
Sound good, poopypants~?”

An even brighter blush came across Abigail’s face as she was teased both verbally and visually, watching Jazmin sway her wrecking ball of a bottom around, sloshing the product of her loving dedication in her underwear.
She was so hot when she did that…

“S-Sounds good, yeah!
Okay...you can let her in…”

And so, Jazmin took a deep breath in (having gotten all-too used to the stench the two produced), waddled her way to the door, and opened it up to see the familiar heavyset woman smiling down right at her.
...only for that smile to turn to an immediate twisting of her face as she hollered out in response to the stink.

“Oh lord have MERCY, JAZMIN!!!”

“I knoooow, I know...just wait until you see Abi though!”
Jazmin shamefully said, taking her grandmother’s bags in hand as she led her...reluctantly...into the dormroom.

Only to find Abigail sitting there trying to be as polite and cordial as could be.
All while getting ready to push out her last, hyper-sized dump into her panties…

“Lovely to...mmmrrngh...meet you, ma’am~!”