This choice: play with her in the common room? • Go Back...Chapter #6play with her in the common room? by: Mr. George   Harry was very impressed as the rules came into effect. Hermione had a spurt of growth, the girls surged forward and gave a rippling bounce. Then 'Mione was much bustier with the changes, a solid F-cup, and still pert and perky as hell. Ginny was a firm D-cup, and Harry rather liked the spray of freckles across the girls. He was surprised, to see that Luna was just as generous D-cup, although edging towards DD.
Obediently, the girls followed, the occasional giggle coming from them, as they discussed their new needs. Harry found himself blushing, with their frankness. His mouth going dry, as he pictured the scenario the girls were picturing.
Walking was harder with his growing erection. Keeping his books and parchments low, he managed to hide his excitement. Although he rather suspected that most of the students... male students were feeling the same. The number of books, bags, parchements and so forth held over crotches seemed to confirm Harry's guess.
Harry also enjoyed the view of the other witches on display.
After a long instant, Harry reached the Gryffindor common room.
Alas as the portrait swung aside, the scene of debauchery was beyond Harry's imagination. Feeling self-conscious, he backed away. Behind him the girls scuffled back too. He wasn't sure how long he could keep his cool. The others were all reacting as if this was normal.... for them it was. Even the girls were feeling frustrated, now. Harry felt teasing hands exploring his body. But for his first time, he wanted a little privacy. Then the idea struck.
"The Room of Requirement." Harry blurted out, a little louder than he intended.
A renewed burst of giggling came from the girls, as they imagined a whole new world of fetishes and scenarios.
Feeling the pressure, he practically ran up the stairs. At the top of one set, he turned to check the girls were still following.
The sight was gorgeous. The dancing busts a symphony of erotic movement. A rippling dance of abundant flesh. Ginny moved with a more sinuous grace her hips swaying as she ascended the stairs more smoothly. Harry's mind was momentarily on Quidditch. Dearly he wanted to be Ginny's broom, those perfect thighs wrapped around him.
A squeak of excitement slipping free.
"We'll keep going 'til you're dehydrated." Hermione told the eager Gryffindor.
"Then go further, until you be for mercy." Luna added. Her eyes twinkling with delight and promise.
Harry wasn't sure whether she was joking or serious, though he was sure to enjoy finding out which.
Finally they reached the right floor. As the four of them walked towards it. The wall retreated into an intricately carved doorway, wooden doors formed from the stony wall. The room forming behind based on Harry's needs and desires.
His sweaty hands shook as he pushed hard on the heavy oak doors open.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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