Harry gasped in astonishment as he browsed through the many creepily accurate costumes of his friend and enemies from his time at Hogwarts. His fingers had brushed against a dusky skin with long raven black hair that he recognized, and his curiosity and the slowly hardening erection he had been sporting for some time made him take it out and look at it. Instead of just getting the one skin, however, he got two as a second one was tugged along and flopped onto the floor.
"What the..." harry gasped.
In his hands was the empty form of Padma Patil, her beautiful Indian features just a hollow husk ready to be filled. Harry blushed as his eyes roved over her modest breasts and slit, and the beautiful indication of the curvature of her body. The strangest thing, however, was the second skin. Harry quickly realized it was the form of Padma's twin sister Parvati, attached to the first skin through a weird set of bracelets with a small cord.
"I mean I guess they would be a set, but why are they joined like this?" Harry said as he flopped the skins onto a table and tugged at the bracelet at Padma's wrist.
As hard as he pulled Harry couldn't find a seam or join to work with on the bracelet. The metal remained unyielding, and even using Alhomora and some other utility spells had no effect. He stared at the stubborn skinsuits before a strange thought occured to him.
"I wonder what happens?"
Harry stripped out of his clothes quickly, letting his hardon free but resisting the temptation to stroke off. He began working his stockier body into Padma's empty form through the seam in the back, loving the tight embrace of her false flesh. It was tricky working the suit with her twin dangling from her left wrist, but Harry made it work and soon he could pull Padma's beautiful head-mask over his own.
"Right let's see then," Harry said, pulling the zipper up Padma's back.
As the zipper clicked into place at his neck, Harry felt a massive distortion as if his world was ripping in two. Suddenly he no longer felt like he was wearing a skin, he felt as if he was naked. When the discomfort faded he opened his eyes... or rather he opened two sets of eyes. The false Padma looked down at her nudy form, feeling blood rush to her cheeks... and so did Parvati, next to her.
"Holy crap!" Padma squealed as she looked over at herself.
"I'm both of them!" Parvati squealed.
Before the sisters could even process this, the bracelets around their wrists clicked open and they found they could just remove the devices now, and close and open them as needed.
"Bloody hell as Ron would say" Padma said.
"You can say that again!" Parvati chimed.
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