Distracted

A nervous clearing of the throat made Hermione look up. Standing next to her table in the coffee shop was one of the servers and she was holding a beverage in her hand. Hermione looked at the woman and the woman looked back at her with a look of slight embarrassment. Hermione was worried that her Veela heritage had slipped her control and she was flooding the place with her allure, enthralling this young server. But no, no she had it under control, so the woman wasn't enthralled she was just shy apparently.

"Yes?" Hermione asked.

"Um." The server cleared her throat and put down a paper napkin before she set the beverage down on Hermione's table. "Compliments of an admirer."

"Really?" Hermione couldn't help but smile. Being the most beautiful woman alive had it's perks. She pulled the beverage closer and paused to look down at the paper napkin under it. There was writing on it. A name, Sam, some numbers and a little doodle of a happy face with hearts in its eyes. Hermione chuckled, how nice, she'd never had someone give her their phone number. Although... this might be a gag as the phone number had too many numbers.

"Um, excuse me, uh," Hermione looked up and observed the woman was small and pale, with perfect white skin and nearly white hair done up in a pony tale. Hermione checked the servers name tag, "Wendy, but do you know why there's too many numbers? I understand that this a phone number but that doesn't explain this number here just off to the side. Ten? Why is that there?"

Wendy seemed embarrassed, her pale skin showing a wonderful pink blush she leaned down and in a quiet voice she tried to explain, "That's, um, that's... well, when..."

"Take a deep breath. It's alright whatever it is." Hermione tried to put the server at ease.

"It's the new thing Dickgirls are doing. That's her phone number." Wendy pointed, then shifted her finger to the number of to the side, "That's her size. Her, y'know, siiiize." Wendy the server waggled her eyebrows. When Hermione gave her a disbelieving look Wendy nodded her head. "Yeah. She's advertising how big she is."

"Gosh, forward little thing isn't she?" Hermione asked herself.

"I would be too if I were that big." Wendy sighed wistfully.

That was an odd thing to say and with a voice so full of longing? Hermione looked over her server with a new appreciative eye. Wendy was just slightly over five feet tall, she had small breasts hidden behind her apron and slim hips but a nice tightly rounded ass filling out her jeans. The apron unfortunately covered enough to obscure Wendy's crotch preventing Hermione from seeing if there was a bulge in her jeans or how big it was. A seductive smile spread across Hermione's face, "Yes, well, I've never been much for braggarts. Being proud is one thing but showing off? I much prefer the quiet ones who just carry on with what they have."

Hermione allowed the slightest trickle of her Veela allure out, watching as Wendy breathed deeply and flushed from pink to a deep rosy red. She leaned in and motioned for Wendy to do so as well. When Wendy did lean in Hermione dropped her pitch to a seductive whisper, "And when it comes to dickgirls I prefer a petite girl."

Hermione snaked out a hand underneath Wendy's apron and pressed her hand into the girl's crotch. A second of tracing her fingers along the denim clad groin and Hermione found what she was looking for in the lump that ran down the left side of the server's pant leg. Hermione traced the length and then circled the head of the cock trapped under denim, she enjoyed the small whine and slight shudder Wendy emitted.

"Do you have a break you can take?" Hermione whispered into Wendy's ear.

Wendy let out a frustrated whine and looked desperately at Hermione, "Sam's my manager. She's never going to let me take a break... with you."

"I see." Hermione inwardly fumed. Cock block her? I think not. "One moment." Hermione pulled the Rule Book close and picked up her pencil.

OLD RULE: Sex is considered perfectly normal and healthy. It is not considered embarrassing or perverted.

OLD RULE: Sex in public may be considered bad manners but it is not illegal.

Picking the Rulebook up and putting it into her bag for safe keeping Hermione turned her attention back to Wendy who was looking around the coffee shop obviously slightly ill at ease with having an erection in her work place. Hermione considered the 'sissy futa' before her. Given their brief conversation it was obvious the dickgirl had some self esteem problems. Certainly having the most beautiful woman alive give you a blow job would be an enormous ego boost. And getting the full Harry Potter treatment would make anyone feel ten feet tall.

Her mind set on her course of action Hermione released her veela allure, letting it run wild and rampant through the coffee shop, causing everyone inside to instantly get horny. She didn't want any interruptions and a shop full of horny needy people wishing they were Wendy would help things along. Dropping to her knees Hermione looked up at Wendy and smiled at the wide eyed dickgirl, watching as she panted with need. reaching out she took the apron and tucked it out of the way, then moved to the fly of Wendy's jeans and had it down and open in seconds. Reaching a hand through the fly and then slipping under underwear to search for Wendy's girl dick Hermione couldn't help but grin when Wendy shuddered and let out a great big gasp of air as Hermione's fingers touched the flesh above her dick.

"Clean shaven?" Hermione teased. "Naughty minx."

Wendy just gasped and let out a strangled whine.

"There we are." Hermione crowed as she felt the base of Wendy's dick. She chuckled as Wendy bucked and yelped. Hermione slid her finger's down the length of Wendy's girl dick before circling the head of Wendy's dick with her forefinger. Encircling it in her fist Hermione tried to give the dick a teasing stroke but the confines of denim jeans wouldn't allow it. Squeezing it inside her fist Hermione drew Wendy's dick out of her jeans. Once freed she gaze the dick three good strokes before letting go and allowing Wendy's dick to stand tall. Five inches of cock, circumcised and more than a little girthy, pale white skin crowned by a pale pink cock head.

Leaning in, so that her mouth was barely and inch away from the twitching head of Wendy's cock Hermione looked it over. Knowing that her breath was bound to tease the dickgirl Hermione let out a long sigh, enjoying the way the dick jerked as her exhalation tickled it. "Darling, you are gorgeous. Just perfect."

"Perfect?" Wendy gasped.

"Yes. Perfect. For this." Hermione leaned in, opened her mouth and swallowed Wendy's cock in one go, all the way to the base. Using her Metamorph abilities Hermione reconfigured her mouth and throat to allow not only for her to be able to breath uninterrupted but also to make sure that Wendy experienced a 'mouth pussy'. Grabbing Wendy by that cute rounded butt Hermione pulled the dickgirl towards her as hard as she was able to, lodging Wendy's girl dick as far as it would go in her warm wet clenching 'mouth pussy'.

"OH FUCKING GOD!" Wendy yelped grabbing Hermione's head with both hands.

It was always nice to be appreciated, smiling as much as she was able Hermione kept pulling the dickgirl's humping hips against her lips while at the same time using her metamorph powers to grip the girl's cock tightly while at the same time having the walls of her mouth undulate around the shaft of her cock. She gave the head of Wendy's cock special attention, since the head of her cock was almost at the entrance to her throat Hermione used her metamorph abilities to create a set of lips around the head of Wendy's cock. Hermione enjoyed the way Wendy bucked her hips extra hard and yelped something unintelligible.

Only a Metamorphagus could suck you off while sucking you off. Hermione gave small silent prayer that she and Harry had Tonks as a sex pet. Tonks was many things but one of the best things was that she was very, very, VERY kinky and willing to experiment. Hermione never would have thought of a blowjob inside of a blowjob herself. But Harry deserved something special so she and Tonks had come up with the blowjob within a blowjob.

Hermione wasn't paying too much attention to what Wendy was saying but she was aware that the dickgirl was babbling something, she would have liked to pay attention but using her metamorph powers this exactly required a large degree of her attention.

Oh. Hermione cottoned on to what Wendy had been babbling. Wendy's cock swelled in her mouth and then began to jerk as it spurted jism as Wendy orgasmed. Hermione pulled back, undoing everything she had done with her metamorph abilities and just let Wendy cum into her normal mouth. That was disappointing. Over before it began, really. Althought what had she been expecting? Not everyone could be Harry and withstand the awesomeness of her 'mouth pussy' double blow job. Hermione enjoyed a moment of a mouth full of cum and then swallowed. Dickgirl cum wasn't that bad really, it was sweeter than men's cum at least. She kept Wendy's jerking dick in her mouth until the dickgirl was spent and had nothing more to spurt.

Opening wide and letting the dickgirl's shrinking cock slide out of her mouth Hermione sat back on her haunches and looked up at the flushed face of Wendy. Wendy was looking down at Hermione in undisguised awe, wide eyed reverent awe. With panting heaving breaths Wendy managed to say, "Your mouth- I mean- You are amazing."

"Thank you." Wendy said still filled with reverence, Hermione smiled and stood up; she wasn't surprised when Wendy leaned into her and wrapped her arms around Hermione. "Thank you so much."

Hermione patted the dickgirl's back and let out a fond chuckle, "Thank you for letting me."

"How- I- who- Who would say no to you? You are amazing. You are a Goddess." Wendy asked agog at the idea slowly letting go of Hermione. "Thank you."

"You'd be surprised." Hermione reached down and gave Wendy's dick one last pat before putting the dick away, back into Wendy's underwear. "There we are. All neat and proper"

With her breathing evening out Wendy reached down and did up her fly and then untucked her apron from where Hermione had tucked it into the waist band of her jeans. "Thank you."

Hermione shook her head, "You don't have to keep saying that."

"Yes I do. That was the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me." Wendy said with vehemence. She closed her eyes and smiled wide, "That was worth getting into trouble."

"Trouble?" Hermione looked around at the room full of heavy breathing horny people who were all looking in their direction. "You'll get in trouble?"

"W-well, Sam did send me over with her phone number." Wendy winced and pointed to the napkin with the phone number.

Hermione looked at the napkin and then back at Wendy. Getting Wendy in trouble was the last thing she wanted. She slid the napkin over to Wendy and then grabbed her pencil from the table top, "Why don't you add your number to this. For me."

Wendy grabbed the pencil as quickly as she could and wrote quickly but legibly on the napkin.

Taking the napkin and making a scene out of stuffing it into her bra Hermione leaned into Wendy and kissed her cheek. Speaking a soft whisper Hermione outlined her plan, "Now, since I don't want you to get into trouble why don't you tell Sam, was it?, that this show was a preview of what she could expect. That's nonsense but she doesn't need to know that."

Hermione turned and looked back at the service counter with two women behind it. Both were looking at her and Wendy and neither one looked happy. Hermione winked and blew a kiss and watched as the brunette on the left suddenly started smiling and winked back. So that was Sam? She wasn't unattractive but she was attractive in a manufactured way. Giving Sam's chest a second look Hermione was pretty sure those boobs were bought, they had a perfectly round implant look to them.

Hermione leaned back into Wendy who was attractive in the way she preferred, that delicate elfin way most 'sissy futa' were. "I'll tell my boyfriend about you. And if your a good girl we might give you a ring. Do you think you can handle all this and then the world's most handsome man?"

Wendy panted as she nodded her head, her imagination going gaga with ideas.

Hermione kissed Wendy on the cheek and grabbing her bag from the table she turned to leave this room full of now horny people. Harry and Tonks were going to love hearing about this.