Let's see how the wytches possessing Hermione and Ginny are doing.

Toxicity was loving every second of this. Not only was she in the body of a witch with a magical core, she was able to listen in on how things were going with their two... victims back at their lair.

The sensory spell that she had hit Ginny with at the station was still going strong and had followed her into Demonia's body, and her innate connection with her own body allowed her to listen in on Hermione. (Who other than some wake & bake jilling off had not yet significantly activated her trap.)

Toxi had awoken on a couch in the Granger girl's apartment. The body of Ginny Weasley asleep next to her. It was hilarious to think that innocent freckled girl would be temporary host to the utterly depraved Demonia.

Now, what to do first?

Toxi had a list of things she wanted to fuck with. Hermione's apartment, Hermione's body, Hermione's friends, and the laws of physics themselves.

Well, she had ordered some supplies to be delivered here... a housewarming gift for Hermione.

So with those supplies on the way, she wanted to have some fun, and began to do some minor preperations.

A seductive groan from the couch announced the awakening of Demonia. The wytch in the body of Ginny Weasley stretched, showing that the innocent looking ginger had some ways to go in terms of her development.

Toxicity jumped up on the arm of the couch, and got in close to Demonia who had not yet opened her eyes.

"How long are you going to do that?" Demi asked after a pregnant pause.

"Until you open your eyes." Toxi responded with a manic insane grin.

Demi gave in and opened her eyes displaying the chocolate brown orbs that Harry Potter had seemed to like.

"There we go!" Toxi leaned down and kissed Demonia, slipping her the tongue. Both wytches were disappointed by the virgin kiss. Neither of the bodies had any lip rings, tongue studs, hell, neither had any more than a single ear ring in the lobes.

Demonia looked at Toxi. "I vote we start with a makeover."

"Hee hee hee, well, we're going to need to use some special techniques because do you feel it?"

"Feel what?"

Toxi looked at her partner, "Can you feel the magical core? These girls have never done any tantric rituals, and they clearly don't have any chaos mage storage tats. So do you feel the source of magic deep within your core?"

Demonia turned her awareness inward as though she was going to draw from her stored mana, and was shocked by the ocean of power just waiting to be used inside Ginny's body.

"Wow."

"I know right! But this means that anything we can do, they can undo unless we take some key steps."

Toxi led Demonia into the apartment's potions lab, which was empty except for Hermione's school potions kit she had brought in her trunk.

"As you can see, miss innocent only has her school supplies. In fact, she and your girl Ginny were going to do their furniture shopping today, and supply shopping tomorrow."

"Now, the good news for all of us involved is that I have been listening in on their conversations, and I've already ordered furniture on their behalf..." Toxi smiled an insane wicked grin that would never have crossed Hermione's face. "Well, really it's on our behalf, but I'm sure they'll find good use when they're back."

"And all your exposition gets Ginny a makeover how?" Responded Demonia.

"Well, I'm glad you asked," Toxicity grinned maniacally, "we can use either a standard permenence potion, that would basically prevent common methods of dispelling magic, or we can use a tantric spell once we have the foci for a ritual in place. Orrrrr... "

"..."

"Sigh, 'or' what?"

Toxicity laughed, "Or we can break a ton of laws, and use blood magic, something that these good girls would never consider using, and therefore something that they probably wouldn't be able to undo!"

"Well, that seems like a simple enough solution, so what do we need to do?"

Toxicity held out a 20 ml glass vial of Hermione's blood and a similar empty vial and a small needle. "Filler up. Whole blood only please. I already took care of Hermione's before you woke up."

Demonia, nicked her left thumb and filled the small vial "by the pricking of our thumbs something wicked, this way comes."

At she finished the old shakesperian line, both vials of blood began to glow. As if the vials were tiny blacklights.

"Did I just cast a spell?"

"Hmmm..." Toxicity held her vial over the old carpet, and could easily see old stains under the unexpected blacklight.

"I'm going to say yes. We'll have to be careful what we say when holding blood or other magical foci, since we are in bodies with magical cores"

"Now, for our purposes, will you need any tattoo inks or hair potions other than black?"

"Yes, i will need some red ink, and possibly some hair potion to make this hair less ginger, and more fire-red"Demonia responded.

"Allright. I'll get cracking. And should be ready soon. While i work on this you write down what you want done"

Demonia just nodded. Until they had the necessary tattoos to focus magic that she was used to, she would feel a bit defenseless.

An hour later, the Wytches possessing Hermione and Ginny were on their way to a nearby tattoo parlor that was closed for the night.

The girls were still dressed in their normal garb. Hermione a pink hoodie and jeans, and Ginny in a blueish long sleeve shirt and jeans.

Toxi led Demonia to a nearby tattoo and piercing parlor that had a sign that said closed this weekend for renovations.

"Well, this seems like luck is on our side." Commented Demi.

"Tee hee, not so much luck as a quick buck, we've got this place for two days if we need it." Responded Toxicity as she typed a code she had memorized into a door panel, and the door made a buzzing sound as it unlocked. The wytches entered the building and the door shut behind them with a solid clang.