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“Ginny, wake up!” Hermione hissed.
She knelt beside Ginny’s bed, desperately trying not to attract the attention of the other sleeping girls in the Gryffindor dormitory.
Ginny opened her eyes slowly, but shot up in bed — suddenly wide awake — at the sight of Hermione. The vision that greeted her was completely unlike the Hermione she knew: Hermione’s previously modest-sized breasts had ballooned out to at least double-Ds … and Ginny was getting quite an eyeful of them, as Hermione was now only wearing only a skimpy, bubblegum-pink string-bikini-top composed of little more than two tiny triangles slightly smaller than her areolas.
Aside from her incredible cleavage, Hermione’s nipples were also standing hard and proud — at least an inch long, pierced with huge golden rings — and Ginny could see them clearly poking through the thin fabric of the bikini top. Ginny’s gaze traveled down Hermione’s tight body, taking in her exposed tummy before reaching her pussy: her hairless, juicy, obscenely-dripping fuckhole was covered only by a minuscule white thong barely capable of covering her massive clit and a single meaty cunt-lip.
Ginny looked down further, eyeing Hermione’s long, smooth legs and bare feet encased in tight, white fishnet stockings.
Finally looking at Hermione’s face properly, Ginny saw that she was wearing a truly whore-ish amount of makeup, done up like a pornstar on her way to a photoshoot, and that Hermione's previously bushy hair now cascaded down her back in a waterfall of shiny curls.
Hermione, in short, looked like a hardcore preteen cam-whore out of Ginny’s wet dreams … and Ginny rapidly felt her cunt start to moisten just looking at her.
“Holy shit, Hermione, what happened to you?” gasped Ginny, a little too loudly for Hermione’s comfort.
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