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The Tantric Corruption of Witches

A pair of tantric chaos wytches cross paths with our favorite graduates from Hogwarts, and decide to spread a little chaos amongst the so-called wizarding world of wand wavers by corrupting the good girls into slutty worshippers of chaos and madness.

Blood_stain · LGBT+
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4 Chs

chapter 1

Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley had just exited the Hogwarts Express, both girls clad in their charcoal grey uniforms with red and gold neckties.

The two young ladies were returning home after a long final school year. Hermione had returned to prepare for her Newts and to experience being Head Girl, whereas Harry and Ron had simply tested out after last year's defeat of voldemort. Harry earning a number of high grade newts... Ron not so much.

Regardless, the young ladies were both of age, and legally adults and had plans for the summer. Though that did not stop Mrs. Weasley from greeting them at the station.

In fact as Molly Weasley bustled through the station she was quite disturbed. She did not hold the old pureblood prejudices against muggles, but unbeknownst to her, there was a concert venue a mere block from the station and that day they were hosting a goth/punk/metal concert. So the streets were full of muggles dressed stranger than usual.

One second she's walking by a young man whose face is tattooed, his shirt made of netting, wearing a skirt. That was strange enough... but the scarlet women! A bald woman just passed by wearing nothing but boots, a skirt, and black tape over her nipples!

Oh it was a good thing that her boys were not here to be tempted by such harlotry. Molly began muttering in outrage as she walked through the mass of people and concert attendees. Best to collect the girls before they are exposed to this scandal.

Before she could even reach platform 9 and 3/4's, the two fresh graduates exited the portal.

"Mum!" Ginny said as she clamped a hug onto her mother.

"Mrs. Weasley, good morning, we didn't think we'd see you today." Hermione said with a smile as she waited to glomp a hug onto Mrs. Weasley.

"Oh girls, its wonderful to see you so grown up and mature. I know that you were going to be spending the first week decorating hermione's apartment at grimmald place before visiting the beach, but I didn't think I could go that long without seeing my girls."

Hermione blushed at the way that Mrs. Weasley considered her one of the family.

"I am so blessed that you two turned out so well. As I was coming in, I saw so many scarlet women. I can't imagine what could cause someone to become such a depraved harlot. We should be going before such... such disgusting displays shock your conscience."

Hermione was a bit taken aback by the random rant and glanced at Ginny who just rolled her eyes at her mother's histrionics.

As the trio began to head for the exit, two of the depraved harlots in question took offense at Mrs. Weasley's words. They were a pair of punk/goth wytches.

The first, was the stereotypically named Demonia, 'Demi' for short. Demi stood nearly 6 feet tall in her 4 inch heeled black leather boots covered in buckles. She wore a black pvc skirt that with every step exposed her black latex panties.

A closer look would show that a number of rings could be seen pressing against the latex. Above that was a shiny black leather corset that exposed her cleavage and the black maw of a demonic tattoo that served not only to look badass, but was a tantric magical reservoir so that Demi could cast spells on the fly without making specific preparations. She wore a black collar with a single band of metal spikes, around her elegant neck.

Demi has a long face, almost like a young cher. Her lips black, her hair black, her eyes grey with large black pupils. Her eyebrows shaved off and replaced with black tattoos. She had two rings in her left nostril, a single ring piercing the middle of her upper lip, and her ear lobes had been gauged and held black 1.5 inch plug on her right, and a 1.5 inch gromet in the other.

The other wytch was the cybergoth themed Toxicity, or 'Toxi' for short.

Toxi stood about 5'9" in her black thigh high leather clompy boots. She wore a black open cup minidress, with no panties to show off her labial rings. Her breasts were covered by a neon green latex bra.

Her hair was a combination of platinum blonde, and purple streaks, with cybergoth extensions creating tech-dreads as a ponytail. On her cherub-like face her eyebrows had been shaved off with severe lines drawn in above her own grey eyes surrounded by a purple eyeshadow.

A bridge piercing was visible above her nose, and 1" grommets in both her earlobes.

Toxi's face was dominated by a cybergoth gasmask. The purple gasmask had two black circular "filters" with the biohazard symbol, and above the filters were two clear vials with a glowing green fluid. If she had not been wearing the mask, Toxi's snakebite piercings her triple tongue piercings and her labret spike would have been visible.

Toxi also had a large demonic pentagram tattooed on her chest, with the bottom point extending down between her breasts. This was her own magical reservoir tatoo.

They did not practice the magic of magical core-based wand wavers. Their powers came from invocations, spells, potions, and other techniques that were granted as boons from higher beings. Some demonic, some chaotic, some simply bored.

Many of the spells focused on change, as old ones seemed to enjoy the chaos of turning evil ones good as much as corrupting the innocent. And of course sex, as nearly all the old ones were perverted and loved sexual perversion.

Demonia turned to Toxicicity. "Well, that is quite rude. We dont go around grumbling about prudes and the like."

Tox's muffled voice responded lustily. "Oh yes, I believe that a lesson is in order."

The cybergoth gasmask Tox was wearing was already dosing her with a tantric potion that would allow her to seduce and twist whoever she wanted just by kissing them. While she herself was somewhat resistant to the potion's effects, the anticipation was making her quite horny.

So the two chaos wytches began to follow the three unsuspecting witches as they discussed what punishment to mete out.

Would they focus on the red headed mother directly? Or should they take indirect action?

They had overheard that the two girls who seemed to be related to her were apparently going on vacation for a few weeks?

Would they set a trap? A game like a twisted form of Jumanji or a twisted card game?

Decorating an apartment? That poses some possibilities for cursed furniture.

Or perhaps do a switcheroo spell and switch their bodies with one or both of the girls?

Or is all that unnecessary? Just kidnap them the old fashioned way?