Magical Metamorphosis (Ch. 4)(Exclusive)

Magical Metamorphosis

Chapter 4

“Don’t worry,” Lavender said to her upset friend. “You’ll find someone new in no time,” she assured her. Parvati didn’t seem to think so, however. She continued to wear a sad look on her pretty face. “Come on, cheer up. When we get to the dorm, I’ll make you a cup of tea and give you one of the blueberry muffins that Mum sent me,” Lavender told her as she wrapped her arm around Parvati’s shoulder.

“What seems to be the trouble, dearies?” a sudden voice made them jump. Both girls looked up and saw they were already at the entrance to Gryffindor Tower. They were so distracted that they didn’t realize they had arrived. The Fat Lady was carefully studying them with one eyebrow raised.

“Oh, that awful Peter Lunflout,” Lavender immediately began ranting. “He cheated on Parvati and then had the nerve to call her flat-chested when she broke up with him! Can you believe it?” Lavender heatedly stated.

“Lavender!” Parvati cried out. She was already mortified by the situation, and her friend definitely wasn’t helping the matter. Parvati didn’t want her dirty laundry aired out all over the school. Lavender looked sheepishly at her distraught friend.

“Sorry, Parv,” she apologized.

“That boy is disgraceful!” the Fat Lady declared. “I wouldn’t expect anything less of a Hufflepuff. Between you and me, that lot doesn’t have much going on upstairs,” she said, pointing to the side of her head. Lavender nodded in agreement. Parvati groaned in embarrassment and covered her face.

“Ms. Patil is quite attractive the way she is, and any boy would be lucky to have her attention,” the Fat Lady said confidently. Lavender smiled widely.

“That’s what I keep telling her!” the bubbly blonde chirped and squeezed her friend’s shoulder encouragingly. Parvati huffed in annoyance.

“That doesn’t change the fact that he’s right,” Parvati sadly stated. “I mean, look at me!” she exclaimed, pulling away from Lavender and displaying her clothed body. “I don’t have any boobs at all!” she sniffled.

“All the Slytherin girls make fun of me because I’m so skinny and have no chest, and all the boys would rather stare at Lavender because of her body,” she sniffled again. It was true that most boys’ eyes immediately went to Lavender’s perky tits and shapely ass. Parvati didn’t want to be treated like a piece of meat, but it still would be nice if they liked what was on the menu.

“Hmm,” the Fat Lady hummed, rubbing her chin. She did a good job hiding the shit-eating grin threatening to split her cheeks. Her and Violet’s devious plan was within arms reach, and she didn’t even have to instigate it. It was perfect!

“As I said before, you’re quite lovely the way you are, Ms. Patil. There are many girls in this castle who dislike their bodies. It’s natural.”

“But I …” Parvati began but was cut off by the Fat Lady.

“Let me finish,” the portrait stated. “Just because you’re already very pretty doesn’t mean you can’t be prettier,” she said with a knowing smirk.

“What are you talking about?” Lavender asked in confusion.

“Well … The other night, Violet and I were sitting in my portrait having a lovely cup of tea when we accidentally overheard something. Now, you know how much I detest eavesdroppers and rumormongers, but I can’t, in good conscience, let poor Ms. Patil suffer when there’s a suitable solution to her problem,” the Fat Lady began. Both girls shared an expression.

“I can see you’re skeptical,” the Fat Lady continued. “But you won’t be when you hear what I have to say. First, I want your word that you won’t spread this around. As I said, I despise gossips,” she sniffed haughtily.

“Okay …” Lavender said slowly. “We promise we won’t tell anyone. Right Parv?” Parvati nodded. That was good enough for the Fat Lady, and she immediately began singing like a canary.

The girls listened to the story, which became more unbelievable by the second. By the end, they were completely dismissive of it.

“Oh, come on!” said Parvati. “We’re supposed to believe that Harry can completely change my body with a simple squirt of his … stuff?” she snorted. Lavender burst into giggles. The whole thing was completely ridiculous. Leave it to the Fat Lady to come up with something like this, Lavender thought as the portrait looked less than pleased by their reaction.

The Fat Lady sniffed and turned her nose up at them. “If you don’t believe me, go ask Ms. Granger,” she told them. Parvati huffed.

“Fine. We will. Come on, Lav. Shrivelfig,” she called out the password, and the portrait swung open, letting them in.

Parvati and Lavender stepped through the circular hole and looked around the Common Room for their dorm mate. They didn’t see her. “She’s probably in the dorm, studying,” Lavender commented. Parvati agreed and followed her into their dorm. Sure enough, they called out for Hermione when they entered the room and heard back from her.

“In here!” Hermione called back from her bed. The curtains on the four-poster bed were shut, offering her some privacy.

“Can we talk to you for a moment?” Parvati asked.

“Sure,” Hermione answered. “Hold on a second,” she added. The two girls waited for a moment before the curtain was pulled back. They saw books and notes scattered across the top of the mattress, indicating they were indeed correct. Hermione had been studying. Hermione stepped out wearing a thick, fluffy bathrobe that was probably two sizes too big for her. “What can I do for you?” Hermione politely asked.

Parvati didn’t know how to bring this up. It was utterly absurd. Thankfully, she had Lavender with her, and she was more than willing to speak before thinking.

“We just heard a rumor about Harry and how his jizz can make Parvati’s boobs bigger,” Lavender bluntly stated. Parvati groaned in embarrassment. Hermione’s cheeks went pink, and her body momentarily stiffened. Parvati just hoped that she wouldn’t get mad at them.

“Where did you hear that?” she asked them.

“Where else? The Fat Lady,” Lavender answered, rolling her eyes.

Hermione sighed. She immediately knew what had happened. Harry and her had talked in front of the portrait after visiting Madam Pomfrey. Hermione wanted to kick herself. She should have known that busybody painting was eavesdropping. Hermione quickly wondered who else that blabbermouth had talked to.

“She just said it out of the blue?” Hermione asked. Lavender shook her head.

“Not exactly. Parvati’s ex told her that her chest is as flat as a dining room table, and when the Fat Lady heard about it, she said that Harry could help her,” Lavender explained.

“Lavender! Could you please stop mentioning that,” Parvati angrily scolded her friend. Again, Lavender looked at her sheepishly.

“Anyway, the whole thing is crazy. The Fat Lady is obviously off her rocker,” Lavender brushed it away. Parvati sighed sadly and sat down on the edge of Hermione’s bed.

Hermione looked at the sad girl. It was true. Parvati didn’t have much going on in the chest department. While Lavender proudly walked around the dorm topless at times, Parvati always kept herself covered. Hermione knew it wasn’t because the girl was a prude. Parvati was far from it. The likely reason was that she was embarrassed by her tiny breasts and skinny body. Hermione didn’t show off her former body either. The reason for that was because she was a bit of a sexual prude. However, Harry was rapidly changing her opinion on her own sexuality. After a few nights with him, she was way more comfortable than before and even liked being fully naked in front of him. Parvati was a nice girl, Hermione thought. She deserved a fresh start, just like Hermione had gotten.

“Wait a moment,” Hermione told them and crawled back onto her bed. She grabbed a piece of parchment and wrote something down. She then grabbed her wand and did some fancy spellwork on the parchment. Hermione then showed it to the girls. “I’ll tell you the truth if you sign this,” Hermione said. Parvati took the paper from her and looked at it.

“What is this?” Lavender asked, looking over Parvati’s shoulder.

“It’s a contract stating that you promise not to talk about what I’m going to tell you without my express permission. If you sign it and break the promise, I’ll know,” Hermione warned.

Parvati was intrigued. “What happens if we break the promise?” she asked. Hermione shot her a devious smile.

“Your face will become covered with permanent zits, and only I can remove them,” she told them. Both girls looked horrified.

“That’s terrible,” Parvati shuddered at the thought.

“I’m not signing that!” Lavender declared. Hermione shrugged and snatched the contract from Parvati’s hands.

“That’s too bad. I’m sure Parvati would’ve liked what I have to say, but oh well.” Hermione placed the parchment down on her bed and grabbed the curtain. “If you’ll excuse me, I have to get back to my studies,” she said, pulling the curtain shut.

“Wait!” Parvati panicked and grabbed the curtain before it could be fully shut. She was a very desperate girl and would be willing to try anything at that point. “Are you sure it’ll be worth it?” Parvati asked her. Hermione nodded, and Parvati sighed. “Alright … I’ll sign,” she told her.

“Are you mental?” Lavender incredulously asked her friend. “Zits, Parvati, zits!” she reminded her.

“Only if you blab about it. If you keep your mouth shut, nothing will happen,” Hermione told them. Parvati had already leaned in and grabbed Hermione’s quill. She scribbled her name across the bottom of the paper.

“I won’t talk about it with anyone,” Parvati assured her while looking at Lavender. Lavender knew exactly what she was implying. If she didn’t sign, Parvati wouldn’t tell her anything about it. As someone who loved juicy gossip, the thought of being left out of the loop didn’t sit well with her. After only a few seconds of hesitation, Lavender huffed and signed her name as well.

“There, I signed,” Lavender said, tossing the quill back onto Hermione’s pile of study materials. “I won’t mention it to anyone without your permission. Now, what’s so important that you made us sign that ridiculous contract?”

Hermione answered her by climbing off the bed and shrugging off her robe. Lavender and Parvati’s eyes bugged out when they saw Hermione's new body.

“Bloody hell!” Parvati gasped as she looked her up and down.

Hermione’s breasts were magnificent. They were big but somehow defied gravity. They sat high and proud on her chest and jiggled merrily when Hermione smirked and slightly shook her chest. The rest of her body was equally drool-worthy. Her waist was as slim as always, and there was barely any fat on her belly. Her slender waist rapidly flared into a pair of hips that would make any boy pop a boner. Her panties were sitting low on her wide hips and were stretched to their limits. They were so tight that the sides were digging into the thick flesh of her hips. When Hermione angled her body, Parvati caught a glimpse of her jiggly ass. Her cheeks were wide and jutted outward without any sag. The white cotton panties that she was wearing were wedged deep between her bouncy cheeks. Hermione’s legs were sexy and shapely, and her skin looked silky smooth and without any blemishes. She was everything Parvati wanted to be.

Lavender was in complete disbelief. Her mouth was wide open in shock. While Hermione had always had a fairly nice body, Lavender was secretly pleased that hers was better. Now, that was no longer the case. When people found out, Hermione would become the wet dream of every boy in school. Lavender couldn’t lie to herself. She was incredibly jealous of her roommate. The way Hermione’s big, perky breasts swayed and bounced was like a razor-sharp knife to her ego. It stung way more than it should have. Lavender’s mouth went dry, and she stopped herself from saying something catty. That definitely wouldn’t help the situation.

“How did you …?” was all Parvati could say. Her eyes were still firmly locked on Hermione’s glorious body. Hermione smiled and slipped her robe back on, covering her new assets.

“I’m not going to go into details about Harry, but the Fat Lady is right. His semen is very magical,” Hermione told them.

“So, what?” Lavender asked. “You have to blow him and swallow?” Lavender was more than willing to do that for an equally hot body. However, Hermione shook her head.

“Harry and I were having a moment,” she began, and her cheeks turned pink. “And he finished on my skin. Less than a minute later, my skin started tingling, and my body just expanded.”

“That sounds nuts,” Lavender exclaimed while Parvati continued to listen. Hermione nodded in agreement.

“It does sound crazy, but it’s true. We spoke to Madam Pomfrey, and she ran some tests,” Hermione assured them. “She says the changes are permanent.”

“Wow,” Lavender quietly said, shocked by the news.

“And Harry can do the same for me?” Parvati asked, sounding hopeful. She would gladly kill to have Hermione’s body, or one even close to it.

“I think so. I’m the only one that’s been changed by him, and it was by accident. Madam Pomfrey seems to think it will happen to any girl who comes into contact with it,” Hermione answered her.

“So I should ask him about it?” Parvati asked. As embarrassing as it would be, she already knew the benefits would far outweigh any embarrassment she would feel from having that conversation with him. Hermione winced at her question.

“I’m not sure Harry will be pleased. He’s obviously embarrassed by the situation and doesn’t want anyone to know. I’m sure you know how Professor Snape and the other Slytherins are,” Hermione stated. Both girls winced as well. They knew exactly how that lot acted.

“But I …” Parvati began to plead her case, but Hermione calmed her sudden panic.

“I’ll talk to him first and explain the situation. When he hears that both of you signed a contract, it should make him feel safer. I’ll let you know about it in the morning,” Hermione smiled assuredly to the nervous girl.

Magical Metamorphosis

“Hermione! Are you mental?” Harry asked, horrified that she had talked to the biggest Gryffindor gossips about his situation.

“I didn’t mention it to them!” Hermione defended her honor. “It was that big-mouthed Fat Lady who couldn’t keep her big yap shut. Besides, you don’t have to worry about Lavender and Parvati talking. I made them sign a magical contract to keep this private. If they talk about it without my permission, they’ll instantly regret it.”

“The Fat Lady?” Harry asked in confusion. “How did she know about it?” Hermione sighed.

“Probably when we talked about it in front of her empty portrait. She was likely hiding just outside of her frame and eavesdropping. I’m going to have a conversation with that busybody, don’t you worry,” Hermione said heatedly.

She checked to make sure the curtains around the bed were pulled shut before grabbing Harry’s pajama bottoms and ripping them off. His hard cock sprang up instantly, and she could see that his balls were swollen and full of cum. She gripped the base of his cock and gently cupped his enlarged sack. Harry jerked from the movement. She gave them a soft squeeze.

“You didn’t cum this morning?” she asked and began slowly jerking his cock. Harry shuddered from the sudden feeling of pleasure.

“I didn’t get the chance. We woke up late, remember? You had to quickly leave, and I barely had time to get ready before class,” Harry gasped and bucked his hips.

Hermione remembered it well. They had been too comfortable and had slept in. She had to rush to her room, throw on her uniform, and grab her books before hurrying to class. It wasn’t surprising that Harry hadn’t had time to relieve himself. Feeling that it was now her responsibility to take care of the problem, Hermione grabbed the bottom of her nightgown and pulled it over her head. She dropped it over the side of the bed and straddled his lap. Harry moaned as she hotdogged his cock between her plump, wet lips. Her wide hips began to roll, and she smeared the length of his massive cock with her juices. “So what do you think?” Hermione asked as her body trembled. A small orgasm was already threatening to make itself known.

“It feels really good,” Harry moaned and lifted his hips to press against her wet pussy harder. “If you keep doing this, I’ll cum in no time.”

“Not that,” Hermione squeaked as a tiny orgasm flared. “I’m talking about Parvati. She could really use your help.” Hermione shuddered and fell forward. She placed her hands on his pecs and supported her upper half as she pleasured herself on his cock. It was so thick and long that her pussy lips were forced wide apart, and every bit of her pink insides was rubbing against his hard meat.

Harry’s hand ran up her hips and over her slim sides. Hermione’s big breasts were mashed together between her arms and dangling down. He was greedily staring at her hard nipples while his hands gently caressed her smooth skin. It seemed that Harry couldn’t take it anymore. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her down. Hermione squealed as she fell forward and practically smothered his face with her breasts. She gasped delightedly as he sucked and nipped on the sensitive tips of her nipples. “Harry?” she moaned, still waiting for his answer. Harry answered her by rolling her over so that she was on her back.

“What did you say?” he asked, sitting up between her legs and pushing her knees apart. Hermione’s slick pussy was exposed, and Harry quickly began massaging its length with the fat head of his cock.

“Parvati!” Hermione squeaked as the head accidentally penetrated her. Harry quickly pulled it out and moved it up to her clit. Hermione’s eyes fluttered when it mashed against her hard, throbbing bead. “Parvati needs help,” she repeated herself.

“What’s wrong with her? She’s pretty enough already,” Harry said, sliding his cock up and down against her soaked slit. Hermione was cutely biting her lower lip while grinding her pussy against his head.

“She is pretty, but she’s still very self-conscious about her body type. Most girls are,” Hermione wisely told him.

“I don’t know, Hermione. Is it really a good idea to have girls’ bodies changing all of a sudden? Parvati’s not like you. She’s the type to show off her new form immediately. People will ask questions, and I don’t want it coming back to me,” he told her.

The head of his cock hit her clit again, making her gasp and buck. Her pussy slid up and enveloped the head in her opening. This time, Harry didn’t immediately pull it out. He stayed inside and rubbed Hermione’s clit with his thumb. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head while her pussy tightly clutched the first inch of his cock. Her body acted on its own and eased itself down his shaft until several inches were inside of her.

“Hermione?” Harry moaned loudly while barely keeping control of himself. Her insides were fluttering wildly and massaging his shaft. His balls were so full, and he badly needed relief.

“S-Sorry … I can’t help myself,” Hermione shuddered while slightly bouncing her hips and shallowly fucking herself on his cock. She squeezed his cock tightly with her silky walls and finally reached his breaking point. She gasped when Harry hooked his arms under her knees and folded her body in half. He leaned in and kissed her deeply.

Hermione eagerly returned the kiss and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck. She moaned into his mouth as his cock slowly began sinking. Inch after inch of him penetrated her. Surprisingly, there was almost no pain when she was stretched for the first time. She had heard horror stories of painful first times by the older girls in Gryffindor, and she hadn’t been eager to experience something similar. Her first time, however, felt incredible. His magnificent girth stretched her pussy and rubbed against every pleasurable spot she possessed. It kept sinking and sinking, and Hermione wondered how her body was able to accommodate a cock of that size. Then she remembered what Madam Pomfrey had said. She told her that Harry’s semen had changed her body to be more attractive to him. It would only make sense if her body were also changed to make sex between them incredible. Her thoughts were put on hold when his cock hit her special spot, and she immediately began cumming.

“Oh, god!” Hermione broke the kiss and exhaled loudly. The noises coming from down below were so filthy and perverse. Hermione couldn’t help but feel like a complete slut as her pussy loudly squelched while sucking on his cock. Even so, she found that she liked the feeling. She finally felt free as Harry picked up the tempo and began fucking her harder and faster. He was driving her ass into the bed with every powerful thrust, and Hermione loved every second of it. The light behind her eyes was flashing as her orgasm grew with every piercing thrust. Her lips were wrapped tightly around his length, refusing to let go. Harry sure seemed to enjoy her womanly grip on him. His body was shaking, and he was moaning and breathing heavily into her ear. “I can’t hold on,” Harry groaned as her pussy continued to milk him.

Hermione didn’t have time to react. Her insides were suddenly overflowing with cum. So much so that his cock was forced out of her, and a jet of his jizz splashed against her belly and hit her in the face.

“EEP!” Hermione cried out, catching a mouthful of cum in the process. She sputtered and coughed as cum continued to land on her belly, tits, face, and hair. Harry just groaned in delight as his bloated sack was emptied. When he was finished, he looked down at Hermione and winced. She shot him a less-than-pleased look.

“Harry … Really?” she quietly shrieked and wiped a massive glob of cum from her face.

“Sorry, Hermione. I didn’t mean to make such a mess,” he apologized. Hermione sat up, and cum started sliding down her belly and dripping from her jiggling tits.

“For heaven’s sake,” she huffed and held out her hand. “Hand me my wand,” she ordered. Once it was in her hand, she waved it multiple times until all of the cum was gone. She stowed away her wand and lay back on the bed. Harry joined her. Hermione instantly forgave him and cuddled into his chest.

Both of them stayed quiet for a moment as they realized what had happened. “Was that okay?” Harry asked. “I mean, what we did?” Hermione nodded and kissed his chest.

“I’m glad it happened, and I can’t wait for it to happen again,” she admitted. She then reached down and cupped his balls again. She smiled when she felt that they had shrunk. She kept her hand there, gently playing with them. Remembering their previous unfinished conversation, Hermione started it up again.

“I think Parvati will be okay, Harry. There are only a few days left before the summer holiday. I can convince her to wait until the last possible day. Then, she can hide her body under her school robes. I doubt anyone will notice. Our school robes are very shapeless. They even make Susan Bones look flat-chested,” she told him.

That was true. The school robes were horrible for the female figure. Susan was naturally busty, and the robes made her body look boxy and boring. Hermione kissed his chest again before straddling him. She reached under her and lined him up with her opening. Harry bowed his back and moaned as she slowly sank down on him. Hermione gasped and trembled, which did incredible things to her breasts. “Please, Harry. For me?” she asked while rolling her hips.

Harry groaned and gripped her swaying breasts. “Okay … I’ll do it for you,” Harry moaned. Hermione smiled and began violently bouncing on his cock.

‘The things I do for friendship,’ Harry thought as Hermione squealed and began creaming his cock again.