Daphne Finds Her, and Offers a Perverse Challenge

Hermione's knees hit the tiled floor as the shower continued to pour down onto her, but she was too focused on the images of Daphne flashing through her mind's eye to care. The ice cold water was barely cooling her at all, only making her nipples even harder as she began to gently pinch and pull on them with one hand, swapping back and forth between her breasts. No, the only thing that could quell the heat was the sweet relief she felt with every shallow stroke of her fingertip between her swollen, plump pussy lips - strokes that didn't come at her conscious command, but which happened of their own accord whenever she thought of Daphne.

Hermione gasped softly as her stroking finger slipped inside of her and began pumping in and out of her hot, tight hole. Daphne's thick, juicy lips - shifting and twisting as she poured delicious, poisonous, filthy words into Hermione's ear. Daphne's long, dexterous tongue - leaving a shining layer of spit whenever she licked those perfect kiss-pillows in anticipation. Daphne's huge, bra-breaking breasts - straining her clothes to bursting point with every breath and arch of her back. Daphne's massive, bubbly ass - bouncing and jiggling with every step she took or wiggle of her breeding hips as she strutted around Hogwarts like she owned the place on her long, curvy legs.

Hermione began to moan as a second finger slipped inside of her, filling her further and starting to pump faster. She just couldn't get over how perfect Daphne was! How her lips and tongue would be just as adept at sucking thick, tasty cocks as they would be at eating out dripping, needy pussies. How her tits and asscheeks would feel just as good wrapped around a throbbing, aching shaft as they would feel pressing against Hermione's own enhanced assets. How she would look just as sinfully sexy if she were all wrapped up in frilly, lacey lingerie as she would look in tight, shiny leather. How she must be able to wring the cum from a hundred men in one sitting as easily as she would leave a hundred women gasping and half-mad with pleasure.

"Ooh, you really do have it bad..."

Hermione's body froze up as the shower shut off, the sudden stilling of her fingers and the lack of frigid water pouring down on her leaving the fire inside to roar back to its peak. Her eyes snapped open and saw Daphne standing over her, arms folded under her breasts and a nasty smirk playing on her lips. Before Hermione could speak, the other witch lifted one legs and planted her foot firmly against the wall of the cubicle behind Hermione's head. Does she go commando every day, Hermione wondered as fear warred with arousal inside her, or is this just for me? Objectively, she knew that her pussy was just as tight and puffy as her own thanks to the effects of Feminine Wilez, but something about the situation made it seem so much hotter!

"That's right, stare at my pussy," Daphne purred smugly, "you'll taste it soon enough." With a rising feeling of panic Hermione realised that Daphne wasn't twirling one, but two wands between the fingers of her left hand. And her clothes were nowhere to be seen! "I'll make you a deal," Daphne continued, well aware of Hermione's helplessness, "I want you to kiss my pussy. Just one kiss, that's all - you don't even need to use your tongue." Hermione's heart thundered in her chest and she was sure that, if the heat inside her were actually capable of heating her skin, the droplets of water clinging to her bare skin would be boiling into steam right now.

"Kiss me once, and I'll leave you your wand and you can see if whatever outfit you can conjure lasts long enough to reach your dorm room. Refuse, or don't stop at just a kiss," Daphne's smirk grew into a sly, perverse grin, "and I'll take it with me, and you can have fun getting back with that slutty body on display for everyone." Hermione's heart sank. There was no way for her to get her wand back before Daphne could react - and even if she did, who knew what she'd do with it in her hopelessly horny state? And Daphne's pussy was right there, and... and looking so... well, it looked so kissable.

She could stop at one, surely?