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Hermione's Wet Development	By : Sobbi5 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 12766 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from the world of Harry Potter or its settings. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. All I provide is an obsession with knicker wetting.

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The Main Story - Begins
Hermione was looking forward to today's lessons. Now in her third year at Hogwarts she and the other girls in her class were off with Miss McGonagall for advance flying lessons which she had heard older students talking about as "flying at P level" but they refused to tell her what they meant and simply looked knowingly at each other. Her immediate reaction was to go to the Library to look up what they were talking about, but the books all had some sort of spell on them so that they all said "you will know when you will know".

Flying had not been too easy for her at the start. She thought back to the first time the class had assembled on the lawn for a lesson. In that first year the boys and girls had both been together and she remembered the times just about everyone fell off their broom at the start - just a few feet above the ground. There had been lots of laughs and quite a few interested looks from the boys as the girls fell showing their knickers to the world.

Hermione particularly remembered the laughs - most girls simply wore tight, fairly small, pastel knickers but when she fell everyone saw that she was wearing old fashioned navy blue regulation school knickers - as soon as she knew she was going to boarding school her mother refused to buy anything else, "you need to keep yourself warm" she repeated. The boys all laughed at these - well all except for Ron who's jaw dropped and his eyes remained glued on them whilst she tried to get up. She later had caught him trying to see up her skirt on several occasions. When shopping before the next term she was looking around the Witches Boo-tique and spotted some really old style black panties - "Witches britches" - and not knowing the class would be segregated she bought a pair to wear over her navy blue's in case she fell off again - she could at least then claim she was dressed as a witch should be!

After those early lessons the class was split with the boys in the morning and the girls in the afternoon. In the second year they had concentrated on executing turns, swooping down close to the ground (and occasionally into it!) but generally moving from having to think about every move and channel their magic to suit to the stage where they controlled the flow of magic and guided their broom subconsciously, it became the same as walking.

Today they had been told they were to test their abilities to climb to new heights - whilst they had been allowed up to a few hundred feet above the ground they all knew that other witches could fly much higher - especially if they wanted to avoid being detected. They had been warned to put on an extra layer of clothing to keep warm and when looking for an extra vest she spotted her witches britches and decided to wear them over her regulation knickers for extra warmth.

They took off from the lawn but under instructions to land by the lake for a full briefing. When they got there, Miss McGonagall was very serious as she gave out instructions - "we will be flying up to great heights to help you gain skills and to learn how to use cloud cover to hide so people on the ground will not see you. You will also learn about the effects of high flight."

"Because of the risks I will be using a special spell that will bind you to your brooms so that you cannot fall off - even if you lose control or feint the broom will hold to you and we can then get you down safely" - "Sit on your brooms girls" - She then spoke several words that they did not understand - but Hermione felt a slight but pleasant tingle between her legs as the broom stick pushed up into her pussy.

McGonagall spoke again - "we will do this all together - I will fly up a few hundred feet and I want you then follow me one at a time - in alphabetical order" -"When you get to the new level you are to do one medium circle on the level and then one loop up and over to a height of 50 yards above the base level" - " When we are all together we will repeat the process." "I will decide when we are high enough and then we will come back down one level at a time - do you understand? She spoke very sternly and from the look in her eyes it was clear that anyone you did not obey would be in very deep trouble - "Yes Miss" came the reply.

The girls watched as Miss McGonagall few up from the ground and waited at the first level and one by one they followed, circled and looped. With her surname beginning with a G, Hermione only had two girls in front of her and she smoothly took off and flew up to the new level - but when she did so the surge of power through the broom made her pussy tingle again - the binding spell must somehow have linked her body (or at least that part of it) with the broom - and it was nice. She completed the circle on the level easily but when she started on the loop the additional short surge of power again made her tingle and she unconsciously moved to rub her herself on the handle resulting in a wobble as she flew the loop - which was not normal for her.

As she sat waiting for the others, she noticed that several of the class seemed to have a bit of a wobble doing their loop and several appeared to have gone a bit red in the face. Hermione was really enjoying the feeling in and around her pussy - she was no stranger to such feelings, her fingers had explored that area at night for a couple of years producing similar feelings, but these ones today were stronger and more pleasurable than ever before - she realised she was getting impatient for the class to move to the next level so she could get another thrill!

Miss McGonagall watched with a slight smile on her lips as the last girl completed her loop, noting the little wobble and the red cheeks as she came to level again. Of all of the classes she took each year this was one of her favourites - seeing the young girls develop their flying skills was good, but seeing them be awakened to the pleasures available to them was special - and in any case she was not that old and had included herself in the binding spell so she was enjoying her own tingles as well. She flew to the next level smiling a little more with her knickers' gusset getting slightly damp.

Hermione could hardly wait her turn to fly up to the new level - clearly the power of the magic to fly upwards got higher as they got further above the ground and the tingling was really strong as they moved - doing the loop required some hard acceleration which again resulted in a most pleasurable burst of tingles in her pussy.

As she sat on the level waiting for the others, she could feel the gusset of her knickers against her and it felt damp, she reflected to herself that for once her thick navy blues were a really good choice. She wondered how some of the others were coping, she knew at least one girl who only wore thongs (and flashed herself at any boy she fancied!) - and chuckled to herself as she thought that girl would have a "pretty sticky stick" by now and the thought then came - would it would make her slide when she applied the magic power for the next flight upwards.

They flew on upwards several levels and Hermione got more and more pleasure for each flight she realised that her breasts were also feeling rather good and that her nipples were hard against the inside of her plain white bra. She saw that all the girls had red or pink faces and broad smiles by now - even Miss McGonagall appeared to have lost her customary frown and looked quite relaxed. Hermione watched the girl she knew was wearing a thong and almost burst out laughing when she saw the slide backwards, then forwards, along her broom handle during one of the loops - not that the girl seemed to care!

She lost count of the levels they had gone up but it must have been 10 or more when things changed. By now the tingling was a constant throb her breasts were hard and her nipples ready to burst. Hermione could hardly think of anything but the next ride upwards - or better still the burst of pleasure on the start of a loop. Lost in her own world she flew upwards at her turn focussed on the waves of pleasure in her pussy. As she reached the level a vague thought drifted through her mind that her knickers were feeling very wet - even the top of her legs felt wet. But she ignored the thought as she focussed totally on the loop, she was to do next.

As she started into the loop the waves of pleasure built up until she shook as her first full orgasm hit her and she shook violently. Approaching the top of the loop she realised that she was very wet between her legs - then it dawned on her - she was wetting herself! As she flew up and over, she felt her wee flow up her bum crack and over the seat of her knickers and then as she came down the loop it flowed forward over her tummy towards her waist.

As she levelled out and waited for the others, she was still shaking but realised she had totally wet her knickers -the thick material held her wee and she could feel all of her pussy, tummy and bum were soaking wet. The as she sat there, she felt the wetness flow down the material of her witches’ britches inside legs to the band around the leg where it gathered and ran around, trapped by the elastic.

It all felt wonderful - she felt warm inside and out - she had never felt so much pleasure before - she really wanted to rub her pussy through her wet knickers with her hand, but could not let go of the broomstick so she settled for rocking back and forth to keep the pleasure going.

Coming to she realised that Miss McGonagall had already dropped down to start the descent and it was her turn to fly down. Whilst going down was quicker than going up, it still took quite a time and part way down Hermione realised her wet knickers were starting to feel quite cold and the pleasure she had previously felt was rapidly going away. Sitting waiting for her turn she realised she still had quite a bit of wee left in her bladder so sneaking a look around to check no one was watching her she deliberately pushed out a big spurt re - wetting her knickers and britches - why worry she thought doing some more in them can't make any difference now.

Twice more she deliberately did it in her knickers as they slowly came down until her bladder was totally empty. The cotton material of knickers acted like a wick so they ended up all wet up to the top of the waist band elastic. The material of the witches’ britches however did not act like a wick and only the part directly soaked by her wee remained damp - but even that seemed to dry quickly.

They all landed together by the lake away from any other students. Miss McGonagall called them all to come close together forming a circle. Firstly, she said the words to under the binding spell. "Well girls" she said "That has been your first initiation into the real joys of flying - You will have to remember the binding spell as it is never written down - it must never be told to boys, they must never know of its power. This version works on objects like your broom - when you are ready you will learn the extra words to do the same to anything living - this gives you great power over males - when you have sex you can say the words which will bind them to you until you have the pleasure you want - not the other way around”!

Now you also know what is meant by flying at P level - or rather Pee level. I have never asked a male, but for us females when we reach a certain height, we pee - no matter what you try to do to stop it."

Now - did we get high enough for all of you?". Hermione stood almost spell bound with shock as Miss McGonagall reached down and lifted up her long black skirt to reveal a pair of very long bright tartan bloomers - they had legs down to below her knees where elastic gathered the material to her legs. But that was not the shock - it was the huge wet patch that ran from just above her crotch down both legs - it glistened as the sun caught the wetness - Hermione gasped as she realised Miss McGonagall had also wet herself when flying!

"Right girls - time to check each of your knickers out - and no arguments - you have seen mine!" She pointed to each one in turn and the girl raised her skirt to show everyone how she had wet herself. When Hermione lifted her skirt Miss McGonagall looked and said "well Hermione, looks like you are ahead of the class as usual - when did you get your witche’s britches? - they are standard black and look like they are dry no matter what and that's why many of us wear them - but it looks like you have knickers under them as well?" - "yes Miss" replied Hermione - "well pull down the britches so we can all see how wet you got - this is one time we will all remember but never talk to anyone about" said Miss McGonagall.

Hermione pulled the britches down so everyone could see her wet navy blue knickers - she was certainly wetter than the rest - she felt a little trickle of wee escape from the gusset and run down her right leg. "Good choice again Hermione!" said Miss McGonagall- "for those of you that find this really enjoyable good thick cotton knickers are the best!

The last girl in the circle did not move when it was her turn, she was the smallest in the class and had only just met the requirements for today's flight lesson. Miss McGonagall directed the girls either side to lift the girls skirt and as they did so she turned her back on the group which showed the reason for her reluctance - her sensible white knickers were not only soaked - but they were full where she had lost control and pooped in them. "O.K dear, don't worry" said Miss McGonagall - "you are just a little more sensitive to height than others - we will get you back for a shower without anyone else knowing". She then spoke to the rest "This will also happen to all of you - it just depends on your tolerance to height - I will leave it to the rest of you to find your tolerance on your own".

"It is the same for pee level flying - if you do not want wet knickers just stay below your own trigger level. But understand this does change as you get older - and those of you that have babies will be most affected, some poor mothers can barely get to 50 feet and keep their knickers dry". Suddenly Hermione remembered the pack of adult female disposable nappies she saw hidden at the back of Mrs Weasleys cupboard and that her skirt always looked puffed out when she flew - poor lady, she must really have suffered for all those children!

"End of class - shower time - for all of us!" said Miss McGonagall. Next week I will fly up very high so I don't lose any of you, but you can climb up slowly and find you own tolerance levels on your own.

Hermione felt a little shudder go through her body at the chance to have so much pleasure again - and in class - she realise while they had been talking that her bladder had partially refilled so she simply let go feeling that lovely warm sensation in her crotch again reminding her of the way her pussy tingles when flying up at P level.
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