"Groove it on Honeys!"

*Keh... Heh... Worsh... Keh... Urp... Heh... Huff... Keh... Puff... Heh... Wheeze... Wob...*

Being a voodoo practitioner came with some occupational hazards, especially when one specialized in the growing field of "get-it-now" weight management. To accomplish this, the charming cackler would ritualistically move the pounds of off one body onto another - usually his own. Now, when Nakandu had started practicing his voluminous voodoo, weight transfer magic was seen as a niche, almost comical field, not worth the time of any self-respecting witch doctor, especially when compared to the ever-popular voodoo dolls, death cheats, and herbal remedies, but that was before the median weight in his country had crept past four hundred pounds.

Nakandu's business was simply booming nowadays, with helpless gluttons ringing him up hourly in search of a (almost always temporary) cure to their swelling stomachs - but this success' drawbacks were becoming a little tricky to bear. In the old days, Nakandu had plenty of time to burn off the influx of pounds through various rituals and spells that required fat as a reagent - but now? There was hardly time for any ritual other than weight transfer spells! And, when paired with Nakandu's own increasing appetite, the once-handsomely potbellied hyena was looking like a proper lardball. And all it took was that one, fat stoat rolling in to get the pounds sucked off, then one small lapse in judgement later, and Nakandu was finally blobbed, just like so many of his clientele had been, and would be in future...

With his hands too deeply buried in flab and unable to reach his ritual paints or chalks, all Nakandu could do was try to work the weight off the humiliating normal way... After all, that stoat had the gall to send him his very own Blob-xercise Special in the mail as some kind of joke at the witch doctor's expense, so why shouldn't Nakandu get some kind of use out of it? The exercise was... more trying than expected, and before long, Nakandu knew he'd need some takeout to tide himself over... The one thing that kept him going was looking at that stoat's perky, chipper figure and knowing that - whether by the witch doctor's magic or the stoat's own greedy hands - that weasel would be wider than even in no time...

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And here's the second YCH for Jiskcar , featuring his rad-as-heck voodoo hyena Nakandu! I always love drawing this guy (and his big ol' gut) so this was definitely a favorite for myself. And, for the VHS, a returning cameo for Jiskcar himself! Hope you all enjoy~

 Jiskcar - Nakandu, Wobbling Witch Doctor and Jiskcar, The Stoat who Stuffs

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