This choice: Ron raised her hands, surrendering, not wanting the blocking spell cast on her! • Go Back...Chapter #6Ron raised her hands, surrendering, not wanting... by: Mr. George   Showing her surrender, Ron looked about for his books, breaking any tension between herself and Hermione. She also didn't spot the horrified awkward way Hermione looked away, as she leaned over to pick up her books. The flash of curvaceous feminine ass doing nothing for her.
The smirk on Harry's face was more than enough to force her to act.
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The spell shot from Hermione's wand, even the tickling impact, and the sudden, stretched appearance of panties over Ron's voluminous ass helped calm her. The giggling fit from Ron, as the magic struck was also rewarding too. As she straightened back up, a sturdy bra was forming around her chest, keeping the girls in place. Well, at least restraining their movement a little.
Seeing it was working, she cast the same one over Harry, too. Well, it took two attempts, with the latex gloves deflecting the first one away from her. The second hit her in the midst of her chest. Her bust shimmying and shaking, as she danced on the spot to avoid it.
Soon, underwear was appearing over Harry's body, and Hermione was happier to look at the two girls. It was easier to see her friends, now they weren't quite so naked.
A groan, and some muttering was coming from Ron, as she discovered her uniform now included a skirt. Her agitated fingers trying to pull the hem lower. Giving up, she tried to smooth the sides of her jumper. It too, resolutely remained obviously feminine. Her bust pushing forward marking her new gender undeniably.
A rueful thought accidentally comparing herself with Hermione, and noting that she was bustier than her friend. Naturally, Ron's gaze shifted to Harry, as her uniform started to appear. He recognised the twitching finger restlessly flexing, eager to tug at her hems. But she resisted the impulse (only just).
That same judgement caused her gaze to flicker over Harry's bust. Again, Ron was bustier by far than her friend. A sense of pride, shifting to embarrassment, as she realised, it was her.
Ron was almost certainly the bustiest in their year now. Her gaze met Hermione's before breaking away.
"Well, at least you look decent now."
Hermione nodded to herself, admiring her wand work. Harry's long sleeved jumper hid the length of his gloves from sight, and stopped her attempts at pulling them off. Ron awkwardly shuffled her books, her bust getting in the way of how she'd normally carry them.
Ron looked just as mortified by her nails, painted alternately green and pale silver to mark her new house. She tried to hide snake crest on her house badge, so proudly displayed by the swell of her bust. She snatched the tie, tugging it free from her V-neck. It was mostly emerald marking her house as Slytherin.
A low glance spotted, that Harry was now sporting a eagle on her house badge. Her tie was navy blue with thin silver stripes.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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