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Hermione's Furry Little Problem	By : Gandalfs-Beard Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 242841 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 20
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AN: Some toy use in this chapter...

Harry was slightly disappointed when Dora mentioned that she was spending the night with Luna and Parvati. She had spent the previous night with Fleur and Daphne, and Harry was dying to show her that he could turn completely into a girl, but he wanted to surprise her.
“Never mind Harry,” Hermione said with a grin, “Besides, I rather think I’d prefer to be your ‘first time’ with you as a girl.”
“Oh... yeah, of course,” Harry blushed, looking quite sheepish, “Sorry Hermione. I didn’t mean...”
Hermione stopped Harry’s fumbling apology with a warm kiss.
“It’s alright silly. I know you’ve been practicing for Dora’s sake. But as it turns out, I’m as thrilled as she will be.”
“To be perfectly honest,” Harry responded, still feeling bashful, “I’ve been looking forward to this as much for me as for her ever since you suggested it--I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to be a girl.”
“Well you’ll definitely get to find out tonight,” Hermione smirked and leaned in close to Harry’s ear. “I borrowed one of Fleur’s toys,” she whispered.
Harry’s jaw dropped and he swallowed nervously; he hadn’t even considered that. Harry couldn’t stop thinking about it the rest of the afternoon and all through dinner. He couldn’t concentrate and fidgeted the entire time he was supposed to be helping Hermione tutor Jennifer, and his palms kept sweating.
Harry said goodnight to the rest of the Unaffiliated rather absentmindedly and nearly tripped over his own feet as he departed the visitor’s lounge, which had become their unofficial common room for the summer. Fleur gave Hermione a wink as she kissed her goodnight; Daphne looked puzzled.
“Eet ees a surprise Chérie,” Fleur murmured to Daphne. “You will see soon enough!”
Harry stared at himself in the bathroom mirror while he cleaned his teeth and wondered what the hell he was doing. He felt as anxious as if he were going on a first date and was glad now that it was just him and Hermione. He had no idea what he was supposed to do.
Should he morph now? Put on makeup? What was he supposed to wear? Pyjamas? Nothing?
Sighing, Harry undressed and reached for his pyjamas... they were gone. And in their place was a nightgown, a sheer slip, and a pair of silky white panties. He shook his head and smiled wryly. At least now he knew what Hermione expected.
Harry looked at his naked body in the mirror and began to morph. His jaw diminished and his face rounded, lips puffing and pouting slightly. The only feature on his now heart-shaped face which remained wholly unaltered were his eyes. His hair lengthened until it curled over his shoulders and his black bangs flopped in his face. Harry flicked his bangs back and continued.
His entire form slimmed and curved until there wasn’t a single sharp angle on his body and his chest expanded. Harry peered between his legs swallowing anxiously and completed the transformation. It felt really weird to watch his penis and his testicles shrink into his body and see a slit form.
Harry reached a hand between his own thighs and inserted a finger with a bit of apprehension--yep, definitely a vagina. He tried to think of himself as Harriet, but he still felt a bit awkward.
Harry spotted one last thing which he had been thinking about altering even before he had finally figured out how to transform his naughty bits. He had noticed Hermione picking a pubic hair out of her teeth the other day after sucking him off. She hadn’t said a word, but Harry still felt a bit embarrassed.
His pubes had come in gradually over the last year and he hadn’t really noticed quite how thickly until that point. As much as Harry enjoyed stroking Dora’s tuft, and the trimmed wisps on Fleur's and Daphne’s mounds, Harry quite liked that the girls kept their labia shorn, and that Hermione was completely bare. He felt it was only fair to return the favour and he watched his pubic hair disappear.
Finally satisfied that everything was right--that he was now completely feminine and presentable--Harriet slipped into the nightclothes Hermione had left for her. She tingled slightly at the sensation of the silky fabric clinging to her skin. Harriet took a deep breath to steady herself, and exited the bathroom.
“You’re beautiful!” Hermione gasped when Harriet entered the bedroom.
“Th...thanks,” Harriet stammered nervously.
Hermione took Harriet’s glasses off so that she could get the complete effect.
“Gorgeous Harry... I mean Harriet. You can put your glasses back on again in a minute. I just want to see all of you without them for a bit. Here let me help you...”
Harriet got goosebumps when Hermione helped her slip out of the long nightgown. Harriet’s erect pink nipples were clearly visible, poking through the sheer fabric of her white chemise. Harriet gasped with a thrill of pleasure when Hermione cupped her firm perky round handfuls and gave them a gentle squeeze.
“Oh, they’re the same size as mine Harriet!” Hermione gasped again and flicked her furry tail, melting into Harriet’s green eyes. “You really meant it when you said you thought I was perfect...”
“Of course I did Hermione,” squeaked Harriet.
“But mine aren’t very big,” Hermione replied mournfully, “about the same size as Daphne’s I suppose. Fleur and Parvati are a bit bigger than me, and Dora’s are a fair bit bigger than mine.”
“I love all the other girls’... er... boobs too,” Harriet responded earnestly, “even Luna’s, and she’s smaller than you. I think I just love your size and shape best--they fit in my hands perfectly. I know they’ve grown a bit, but so have I--that's why I...er... I modeled my bum after yours too...”
Hermione purred and threw her arms and furry tail around Harriet, kissing her passionately. Feeling Hermione pressed against her, inhaling her calming scent, Harriet relaxed.
“How did you change your voice?” Hermione asked after separating her lips from Harriet’s, “I mean, I can tell it’s still you, but it’s in the right register, and I can tell you’re not putting it on...”
“ I...er... I’m not sure really. I didn’t try to on purpose. I... I think my vocal cords just shrank slightly when I was adjusting my neck to look like a girl’s.”
“Hmmm... that makes sense,” Hermione trailed her fingers along Harriet’s delicately sculpted throat, “It must have altered when the muscles changed shape.” Hermione replaced her fingers with her lips; Harriet trembled slightly and her heart began to race.
“This really is amazing Harriet...” Hermione murmured, “all the little details are perfect--even better than that day you mirrored me in your metamorphmagus lesson.”
“Because I had the perfect model Hermione,” Harriet whispered as she put her hands around Hermione’s waist and began tenderly returning Hermione’s kisses. “Next time I’ll try it with the tail too...”
Hermione melted again and purred loudly, thwipping her ginger tail joyfully back and forth as she pulled Harriet onto the bed, heatedly and wetly tugging the younger girl’s lips with her own.
New sensations tingled in Harriet’s body, and the silky panties Hermione had given her began to moisten as Hermione continued to ravish her, sliding her hands across Harriet's taut, smooth abdomen. Hermione pushed the clingy chemise up above Harriet’s breasts and began to hungrily devour the attentive peaks.
Harriet shuddered as a ripple of pleasure swept through her from head to toe; her nipples were now many times more sensitive than she recalled them ever being before. She moaned and folded her legs around Hermione’s when Hermione’s hand slid under the waistband of Harriet’s panties.
Hermione slipped her fingers into Harriet’s sopping vulva while she continued to suck Harriet's nipples; her thumb located Harriet’s fleshy pearl and the younger girl’s moans grew louder. It was too much. Harriet squealed and wriggled ecstatically, flooding Hermione’s fingers.
“Mmmm... you’re much more vocal as a girl Harriet,” giggled Hermione as she tugged off Harriet’s drenched, sticky panties.
“I... I never realised...” gasped Harriet, still in the throes of passion, “...so sensitive...”
When the fog of ardour in Harriet’s brain cleared somewhat, she saw that Hermione had stripped off her own chemise and panties. Hermione straddled Harriet’s waist, and with a gleam in her eyes she gestured towards Fleur’s magical strap-on which she had put on while Harriet was dazed.
Harriet’s eyes widened and she shivered slightly in trepidation.
“Are you ready for this Harriet?” Hermione asked, her eyes softening in concern.
She needn’t have worried. Harriet grinned.
“Be gentle Hermione... it’s my First Time!”
“Prat!” Hermione stuck her tongue out and swatted Harriet playfully with a giggle.
Hermione parted Harriet’s thighs and presented the spinning brushy tip of the dildo to Harriet’s soaking pink entrance. Hermione squeezed Harriet’s bottom cheeks and thrust her hips, penetrating Harriet to the core. Harriet gasped when she felt the vibrating knobby lance fill her completely.
Hermione purred and meowed as she felt herself inside Harriet’s moistness for the first time. Her furry ears flattened, and her fluffy tail undulated wildly.
Harriet was utterly blown away by the rapturous sensations engulfing her as Hermione plunged into her depths rhythmically; Harriet’s labia clung to the magical dildo stretching her as it pistoned in and out. She bucked her hips to meet Hermione’s thrusts as the sweat dripped from Hermione’s brow and spattered onto Harriet’s shimmying breasts.
Harriet wrapped her legs and arms around Hermione’s backside and writhed beneath her, stroking the strip of orange fur along Hermione’s arching spine.
Another wave of ecstasy surged and the magic crackled and arced from the squirming pair of witches. Harriet wriggled her bottom, wailing as Hermione yowled and the squalling tempest of bliss took them both. The bed rocked and the walls of the Potters’ bedchamber shook.
Harriet clutched Hermione to her breast and held her tightly, gasping in surprise as she felt something squirting inside her.
“Wha... what the...?” Harriet sputtered giddily.
“M...modification...” Hermione panted breathlessly, “Fleur gave me... the pamphlet which came with the strap-on... it included a modification charm... that she’d never tried... which takes the female’s ‘ejaculate’ and expels it from the tip...”
In a complete haze, Harriet kissed Hermione.
“That... that’s brilliant...” Harriet puffed, her chest heaving happily, “...I always wondered... what that felt like...”
As the storm of delight ebbed, Harriet peppered Hermione with kisses.
“That was fantastic Hermione,” Harriet gushed, her green eyes shining gleefully, “let’s have another go shall we?”
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