Epilogue

Hermione Granger went through the paperwork. Reorganised the department after the **** Eaters nearly 20 years ago was still ongoing. The nudity legislation had been a massive success. Having nude witches had brought further equality between magical species. The Veela had been amongst the biggest supporters of the legislation. The use of spells to allow all adult witches to be totally nude had brought the species closer.

Of course, it had only been possible with the internal heat regulation spell. And sadly Y-Chromosome humans were unable to use the spell. So it was naked witches only. But the magical population had increased dramatically with this spell. To the surprise of many, Pansy Parkinson had invented two more potions that had made transition better. Pansy who had once been a awful potioneer. Perhaps it was Draco dumping her, Snape’s ****, her dating and marrying Parvati Patil; whatever it was; she changed into an expert.

The first potion cured lycanthropy and Squibism but the price was it replaced all Y-Chromosomes with Xs and turned the users into Wolf Animangiis. The second potion made any Polyjuice potion transformation to female form permanent, but transformed them into Metamorphigi….who couldn’t shapeshift to males. Nevertheless all was progressing well.

Hermione was still struggling though, with her personal problem. She was almost always aroused during to her nudity. While charms kept her muggle relatives and any muggles from seeing her in the buff….her nipples were as perpetually hard as her lips were wet from leaking juice. Which was always. She sighed before she felt a jolt from her chair. She shouldn’t have shifted so much. A different potion kept people from seeing Ron’s spanking fetish. And her red rear could confirm it.