Good Voodoo

I'm writing this as it comes to me with no planning whatsoever.

Kimberly Wagner, or Kim as her friends called her, was bored. It was a lovely Saturday afternoon with the sun shining and the weather was just perfect, but for whatever reason, Kim just didn't feel like doing anything.

Her phone rang, breaking Kim free of the monotony and dullness that she was experiencing, if only for a few fleeting moments.

"Hello?" Kim said, answering her phone.

"Hey girl, it's Judy," a familiar voice on the other line said. Judy Rhodes had been Kim's best friend since they were little kids. "What are you up to?"

Kim plopped down in a chair, twirling her long blonde hair. "Oh, nothing. I'm really, really bored right now."

"Well that's terrific," Judy said, her voice sounding somewhat excited. "Because I just heard on the radio that there's this attraction from Louisiana coming through that'll probably be a good time!"

"What kind of thing is it?" Kim asked, sitting up as she began to take interest.

"I dunno, some backwoods cajun down-home whatever, I guess," Judy said. "It should be really cultural!"

"Yeah, sounds like a fun thing to do. It's not like I'm doing anything else," Kim sighed. "I'll pick you up and we can go together."

Shortly thereafter, Kim drove up to Judy's house and honked the horn. Judy came out, her short, curly red hair bouncing up and down. Also bouncing up and down were her phenomenal DD-sized jugs. Man, what I wouldn't give for tits like that, Kim thought as she glanced down at her modestly-sized B-cups.

Judy got in the car and they headed over to the event. It was mostly a pedestrian affair, with little stands selling kitsch merchandise and offering an "authentic cajun experience." There was a bit of delicious food to be had, but overall it was fairly boring.

"Come on, this is boring. Let's go," Kim moaned after they had been there for nearly 2 hours.

"Hold on, check this out!" Judy motioned toward an old lady sitting in the bed of a pickup truck, with a wide array of jars full of various spices and juices all around her.

"Excuse me, what do you have here?" Judy asked the petite old woman, who looked at the two girls and scowled.

"Nothing that you two should be messing around with! Now scram!" the old woman yelled, shaking her fist at Kim and Judy.

"Hey, easy now, we didn't say we wanted to buy anything you have here, we're just curious is all," Kim said, attempting to defuse the situation.

"Oh, all right, since you're such pretty young girls," the old woman said with a wink. "These jars all contain a different potion, the recipes of which are only known by myself."

"So it's like...voodoo or something?" Judy asked.

"Bah! Voodoo is small time! Voodoo is what teenagers practice to pretend that they're 'alternative'! These are real potions, with a wide variety of magical effects! Don't believe me?" the old woman challenged.

"No, it's just that-"

"If ya don't believe me, take