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All Witches over the age of consent cannot refuse any sexual request made of them.
Witches view it as their duty to attend to the sexual needs of others.
Through use of a number of common spells & potions, both Witches & Wizards alter their bodies to better appeal to their target sex. This has the added side-effect of increasing a witch’s libido exponentially.
The Hogwarts uniform for Witches over the age of consent is as follows.
~ White dress style shirt, long or short sleeved, cropped above the breasts.
~ House Tie
~ White ‘Micro bikini’ Style chest piece to be worn below the shirt.
~ White or black stockings with school issue garter belt.
~ White ‘G-String’ Style underwear to be worn over garters and as close to the pubic mound as possible.
~ Smart Black flat soled Shoes or Pumps.
~ School Robe
The Micro bikini component of this uniform is enchanted to provide all necessary support to the breasts.
This has always been the case.

Harry looked up from the notebook as Hermione walked into the train cabin.

It wasn’t an understatement to say that she was a vision of eroticism.

Harry couldn’t say exactly how much of her body she had changed in this reality, having never seen her wearing this little before, but there were little overt changes, perhaps her tits had grown slightly, or perhaps they had simply developed a more defined shape. Her hair was more manageable after whatever this version of Hermione had done to it as she had managed to pull it into a neat bun and something minute had changed in her facial features making her undeniably beautiful.

But of course, the most overt change was in her clothing, before Harry had changed everything, she would never have been caught dead in this outfit, but now she was standing in front of him, nearly naked, as if nothing was at all unusual.

True enough, her new uniform was as he had described, it left her torso exposed save for a small triangle of cloth covering each of her breasts & groin, but it could be hardly said that these garments did much for her modesty, the outline of her nipples & labia were clearly visible through the white fabric & she had already managed to soak her way through her panties such that they clung to her pubic mound, the colour of her skin almost visible though the material.

Slipping into the cabin, and closing the door behind her, Hermione shot Harry a smile. “I’m back” She gave him a little twirl, “What do you think?”

Harry was struck dumb. Scrambling to scrape his thoughts off the floor he was able to manage a quick nod & a “You look beautiful ‘mione”.

Either Harry’s apparent struggle went unnoticed, either that or Hermione was ignoring it because, as she moved into the cabin and approached Harry, she prodded his legs apart, standing over him, giving him a truly amazing view in the process.

She beckoned to the growing tent in his pants. “May I?” The question hadn't needed to be asked, it was implicit in her actions, but she did so anyway, Harry managed a quick nod. Smiling again she sank to her knees with a grace he hadn’t seen from her before.

Reaching up she unbuttoned Harry’s pants, fishing out his semi-hard cock, carefully pumping him to his full length, & without a moment of hesitation clasped her lips around the head of his cock, flicking her tongue over his tip as she did.

He groaned, his head hitting the headrest behind him as he began to lose himself in the pleasure of it all, Harry’s hand came up to cup the side of her head before moving to grip her hair, forcing her further down his length as he did.

For her part, Hermione began to suck on Harry’s cock diligently, looking up at him, refusing to break eye contact. Harry was careful to watch her for signs that he needed to stop before she gagged on his cock or passed out from oxygen. Much to his surprise, she showed no sign of gagging as his cock hit the back of her throat, & even more surprisingly she kept pressing her mouth onto his cock, in a slow, methodical motion.

As he bottomed out deep in her throat, Harry felt her begin to pull back, lost in the sensation Harry held her in place lightly, holding her there for a time, before releasing her. She pulled off his length, gasping for air, a smile plastered across her face.

Wiping her face clean, Hermione groaned, “I’m too horny for this” Standing up & straddling Harry’s waist, Hermione reached down and pushed the triangle of cloth that covered her sex, “How about this?”

Harry could only nod, his hands coming up to grip her waist.

Angling his cock towards her entrance, Hermione slowly lowered herself onto Harry, eliciting a moan from both of their mouths as the heat of her core engulfed Harry.

“Merlin, ‘Mione, you’re so tight”

Hermione made a noise somewhere between a moan & a giggle as she rode him, Harry reached up her sides, hands moving forward to cup her breasts, pushing their meagre covering up & out of the way. As he rolled each nipple between his thumb & forefinger the volume of her moans only increased

Harry kept it up, pressing his hips up to meet Her’s as she bounced in his lap, her moans filling the cabin, until he feels her walls begin to clamp around his length.

"Merlin Harry... I'm... gonna... cum" Hermione gets out between her panting breath.

He grunts in response, "Me too" He thrusts up into her again as her requests to fill her with his seed filled the cabin, exploding inside her as she came apart in his lap, her insides taking his cock in a **** grip, milking his seed from his balls.