Syyn? (Ginny)

While Delerium (Hermione) was experiencing a religious awakening of anarchy and chaos, Syyn/Ginny was getting acquainted with the comparatively restrained mods that Demonia installed on her body.

Syyn had awoken in a black latex catsuit with absurdly large E cup tits on her otherwise lithe athletic body. As Synn looked down at her latex clad arms with the shiny black latex sleeves of her catsuit ending at her wrists, she turned her hands palm up, and she could now see runic pentagram tattoos on the palms of her hands that felt like they were linked to the appropriate runic pentagram tattoo on her chest above her tits to store tantric magic. Just like what she had felt when she was in Demonia's body... only so much more.

Syyn grinned as she could feel both the tantric energy, and her own magical core. As she did so she realized that Demonia had gone overboard with the facial piercings.

Syyn could feel a full set of upper and lower snake bites with 2 rings at the outer edges of both of her lips, the felt and heard the clacking as she ran her pierced tongue over the lip rings. Between her lips and the roof of her mouth, she could feel that she now had a triple tongue piercing with the tongue barbells in a triangle, with the point of the triangle aiming down her throat.

Next, Syyn could feel that her nipples were pierced as well as some heavy duty piercing of her labia. She could see the bulges or rings through the skintight latex of the catsuit. "The fuck did Demonia put down there? Bloody padlocks?"

The black latex catsuit was a full body catsuit, that covered her from neck to toes with an obvious zipper going from the neck all the way down to disappear between her legs. Her feet seemed to be encased in a pair of 6" stiletto boots with 3" platforms. The black knee-high boots were accented with chrome spikes.

But other than the piercings and tantric energy siphons, it appeared that Demonia had left her own body to be customized as she saw fit. Syyn got up from the shiny rubbery bed that occupied much of the room, and felt as the stilettos pushed down against the apparently padded floor.

Syyn took a step forward, and found that she had no issue walking in the super tall heels. Whether that was the heels themselves, or something Demonia had done to her legs remained to be seen.

Across the room was a table with an obvious note for her, and laying next to the note was her wand.

Syyn walked over and looked at the note that was probably left for her by Demonia. The corrupted Weasley grinned as she realized that Demonia and Toxicity were going to wake up back in their own bodies tied together ass to ass by a pair of two double dildos.

The note briefly explained that Synn would need to re tune her connection with Slaanesh through a simple act of cumming in a ritual circle. The note also mentioned a few gifts like a vintage brainwashing chair (fuck yeah!) and the huge fetishwear and toy collections stored in the magical walk-in closets. And a warning to be careful not to go into the plant room.

"What plant room?" Syyn wondered aloud. While Grimmald Place was a house of the Black family, it wasn't a manor house and had not been equipped with a conservatory. Had that changed?

Demonia ended the note by wishing her good luck, and a p.s. "hope you enjoyed my pet mommy ****. Mine was just a random mommy i wanted to corrupt... but I would love to see you corrupt your real mother into your own version of a mommy-****.".

Synn looked down at the floor and saw that a runic circle had been drawn on the floor. Clearly Demonia had written that p.s. to get her motor running,

Synn opened the collar of the catsuit and pulled the zipper down, exposing fully the giant pentagram runic tattoo on her chest designed as a mana reservoir. And she continued to expose her creamy pale skin as the zipper continued down. Once she passed her naval, she peeled back the section covering her obviously fake new tits, exposing the thick black metal nipple rings against her incredibly dark areola and pale skin. Had her areola always been that dark, or was her surrounding skin just so much more pale?

Soon the zipper had been pulled back to the stop, which was apparently just above her ass. Surprisingly Synn did not see any other tattoos. However, when she opened up her crotch, her joke about padlocks seemed too close to the truth.

While an average looking chromed steel ring sat poking from her clit-hood, her cunt lips were practically dripping metal. Synn now had four gromets in each side of her cunt lips (eight total) each piercing consisted of a 1 cm gromets, and a big 0.9cm thick ring that had to be at least 3-4 cm wide which barely passed through each gromet only to hang down like a set of sexual windchimes. In all honesty, the sheer depravity of seeing her cunt pierced in such **** fashion caused her to cum just from running her hand along the piercings and listening to them clank.

As she came, the circle underneath her lit up, and she was blasted by an intense orgasm when her connection to her patron eldritch god Slaanesh was re-affirmed and a pink tattoo of the mark of Slaanesh appeared on her mound above her clit and below her waist.

Once Synn recovered from the orgasm and the affirmance of her pact with an elder god, she decided to check in on Hermione...er, Delerium.

When Ginny had been here days ago, this second floor apartment at 12 Grimmald place had been relatively unfurnished. Now certain things were fully upgraded. The kitchen was now fully stocked, the living room improved beyond the simple couch that had been replaced with expensive leather furniture.

Further down the hallway, a white tile room was set up with a vintage restraint chair and a brainwashing system comparable to what the wytches had used on Ginny...

And now Syyn was quite excited when she saw that she had one of her own to play with.

"How generous, but accessories appear to be sold separately.." she snarked at the fact that the brainwashing chair was a fine toy, but useless at the moment without a victim.

The twisted Weasel-ette continued down the hallway, spotting a glass door at the end that had not been there a mere week ago.

She saw a conservatory full of plants, but based on that letter avoided it for now, and decided that she needed to check in with her best friend. "Or is it best Fiend?" She asked aloud with a smirk on her pierced lips. She reached the room that had been intended for Hermione. After knocking, she heard Hermione's voice say, "Come on in Syyny he he he he he"

Upon opening the door, a fog of madness inducing smoke rolled out, and Syyn could see the aptly named Delerium. The madwoman cyberpunk wytch that used to be Hermione Granger. This time, the facial features were clearly Hermione's but where Demonia had gone for only a few **** mods on Ginny's body, Toxicity had clearly gone all out. Between giant tit implants, green hair, shaved on the sides with green tech dreadlocks, a face covered in spike piercings, the tattoos of her new name replacing her eyebrows, knuckle tattoos, a giant anarchy symbol was tattooed on the right side of head. Finally, the nipple and cunt rings looked impressive as her own.

"Nice Anarchy symbol", said Syyn.

Delerium/Hermione responded, "I know, right? I literally just came as I thought about what old me would have said about an Anarchy symbol being tattooed on the shaved side of my head." Delerium stood up, and the giant stiletto boots adorning her legs **** her literally to new heights. Delerium held up a double dildo, and asked, "Want to pick up where we started?"

Syyn responded: "Tempting, but I want to do a quick test run on some bitches before I start going for my goals."

Delerium looked at her closest female friend, the youngest Weasley child. "Hmmm. Well, do you want to just grab some Randos off the street, or hit up some classmates?"

"Lets..."