Half of them have Dicks

Hermione’s eyes are drawn away from her future selves’ glistening breasts to something she only half expected to see; throbbing meat sticks dangling from some of her crotches. The smell of male arousal is infectious, and her own nipples poke into the fabric of her robes. Her breathing becomes forced as she wrings her legs together in anticipation, lubrication running down her thighs.

The dull sound of fapping can be heard echoing throughout the room, overlaid with soft gasps and murmurs from the crowd of girls fingering and licking. Hermione watches in awe as one future version of herself pins another against a pillar and fondles her boobs, snuggling her face against the other’s neck as she slips her Futa cock into the girl’s waiting snatch. The fully female version groans and her expression stretches into a perfect ahegao. Hermione tears her eyes away, blushing as she imagines herself in each of their positions, before realizing that she inevitably will be. The thought elicits a wavering moan and a shakier stride as she is pulled further into the masses.