The Wytches prepare for a soul swap.

It was several hours later that saw Toxicity and Demona return to their home in preparation for their 'switcheroo' spell.

After making initial preparations in the ritual room, the spell was underway, and they both had 20 minutes before the spell would kick in. Demona decided to set up in the dungeon with her pet.

"Pet, in a few minutes a spell will take place and it will seem like I am not myself. You are to treat me as your mistress no matter what I say. In several days I will return, and i will know everything that has happened is that clear?"

The woman at her knees whimpered and stared up adoringly into her mistress's eyes.

"Depending on how things go, the dungeon may be locked as long as 2 days. The house is sealed for up to three days, speak if you understand."

The 36 year old former stay at home mother responded, "Yes my mistress, this one understands."

Demonia then grabbed Pet by the leash hanging from her black studded collar, the **** being nude except for black leather bands at her ankles and wrists, and the lewd tattoos covering her body of demonic succubi fucking and corrupting women. The most interesting being a tattoo covering her back, of a succubus reaching under Pet's arms to appear to fondle the ****'s E-cup breasts. The red hands with black nails reaching up as if to pinch Pet's pierced nipples.

Demona led her **** over to a harness, and took her hands, admiring the tattoos on her right hand fingers reading '****', as she locked a hanging chain to that wrist, and then the left hand whose finger tattoos read 'mommy' and that hand too was suspended from ceiling chains.

Demona turned to the toy chest to finalize her preparations before the spell took effect.

Meanwhile Toxicity was making her own final preparations, having enjoyed listening in on Hermione and Ginny's discussion as to how they were going to decorate Hermione's apartment and then take a few weeks vacation.

Toxicity prepared a bedroom similar to her own, and stocked it with books full of dark tantric magic, some of her sexier outfits and accessories, and certain ingredients commonly used by the wytches.

Toxicity grinned a manic grin as she finished setting up a room perfect for corrupting a good girl using her preferred style of wytch magic. She had already placed runes that would block the usage of witch magic either travel, tracking, or other.

As minutes ticked down she was on the phone getting some deliveries underway, and finally it was time she sat down, donned a black gasmask with a tube leading to a large glass construct, and simply enjoyed pleasuring herself with some toys until the spell kicked in.