The first name coming in Ginny's mind when she thought about powerful wizards to corrupt was Hermione. Her friend, even if she was not as sexy as her, would become once she would wear a skinsuit infused with Ginny's magic. Fortunately, Hermione was easy to find, iddling with Ron near the Griffondor common room. Since the magic suit erased every trace of the former Ginny Weasley, Ron didn't know who the astonkshing woman standing in front of them was. He simply looked at her cleavage, mesmerized. Ginny, before approaching them, had indeed cast a spell on her own body, so it could emit powerful hormones, who attracted both guys and girls. So even though she didn't understood, Hermione was also like hypnotized by the beauty before her.
-Could you, like, come with me? I dunno the castle and i must go somewhere specific, Ginny told, bending to show her generous cleavage to the lovers.
-Y...yes we can guide you, mylady, Ron said, and he and Hermione rose without a word, still astonished by Ginny.
They were so absorbed that they didn't noticed that she didn't asked them once for any direction to take, and directly took them to the skinsuits' closet. They entered the dark room, that Ginny lit with a spell. She told them to strip, her voice sounding strangely autoritary, and they did so. Hermione was, as Ginny expected, flat and without anything sexy beyond her intellect, while Ron was quite muscular, but yet not very sexy either. She then gave them each a skinsuit to put, the ones of...
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