Session 4 concludes?: Path of the femboy and 'graduation'

"A Femboy! Oh how exciting."

The words rang in the dark insides of the hairdryer like a bell ringing far and wide like it had just been announced in the great Hall, and Harry felt... happy. The ideas filling his head could have been his own or provided by the hairdryer and he wouldn't have cared in the least.

A sexy androgynous bordering on feminine build, wide hips, plump ass, his cock free from its cage back to its original length if maybe a little longer.

And he didn't just picture his own physical self but also others reactions to it.

Hermione, blushing and biting her lower lip.

Ron, his face as red as his hair from blushing.

Ginny, torn between arousal and jealousy.

With the Armoire's proxy's declaration, A mental block seem to have disappeared.

Men, women, both were beautiful and deserved attention.

"Ooh, someone seems to have fully embraced their new mentality. I remember some who still tried to fight it even after realizing what they really wanted. but that doesn't matter now. What matters is that it's now time for your graduation, from your false self. Now remember to breathe normally, Sweetie~<3"

Harry was confused by that last statement, The last word even feeling like honey in his ears... only to suddenly realize that there WAS something wet in his ears.

Something was slowly pouring onto his head and traveling down his body, something cold and slimy. In a knee-jerk moment of panic he tried to quickly sit up out of the chair only to find that he was still locked in place.

"Shhh. It's ok. Calm down, I know it seems scary at first. But let it do its work and remember what I said breathe normally."

He wanted to continue to panic, until a few realizations hit him rapidfire.

One, whatever is being poured on him was starting to warm up, not uncomfortably, and it only seem to be cool on the parts of the slime that was reaching new bare skin.

Two, the stuff felt, efficient? It wasn't dripping off of his body, The more that was poured onto him the more just seem to slide down his body perfectly in an even smooth layer.

Three, even though it was still just as dark in the hairdryer as previously he could somehow tell that whatever the stuff was it seemed with moved around his eyes not over them. But just like when the stuff was covering his ears he did feel it easily cover over his nose and mouth. Only to slide up his chin then go down his neck.

Four, even with his mouth and nose covered he could still breathe normally.

And five, even though there were parts of him that were being covered by the chair, the stuff still somehow bypassed them to cover every part of his body. He even felt the slight cold yet warming sensation on his caged cock The weird slime seemingly bypassing the toy entirely, before moving on.

He felt a slight shiver finally hit him, as it covered over his feet, and going between his toes, before everything suddenly stopped.

There had been no noise throughout the whole process and yet once it was finally done everything was so quiet, he could easily hear his own breath echoing back at him. As he gave a slight sigh of relief at the whole process being done. He jumped a little in his seat when he heard something plastic clatter to the floor.

It was at that moment he realized he was no longer bound to the chair. So his hands raised up and removed the hairdryer off his head and stood up, finding himself surrounded by full length mirrors. Allowing him the ability to see himself at all angles.

His bright green eyes are the first thing he noticed before allowing his eyes to wander and look at the rest of his body.

Black, smooth, seamless, latex covered him from literal head to toe. His head proportions surprised him a little bit as the latex had completely covered and hidden his hair giving him the look of a bald doll.

Other than his eyes every other part of his head was covered, his ears looked gone, his nose was completely covered but the latex seem to have highlighted it like a feature. Even where his mouth would be, had no signs that there ever was one. As he looked over his latex covered body he was actually surprised at how androgynous his frame already looked.

His nipples were noticeable bumps on his chest, even the swell of an 'a' cups were visible despite the latex covering.

He even turned and looked for a mirror that better showed his butt.

And when he spared a look at his crotch he realized two things.

One, the cock cage was gone, and laying on the floor at his feet.

And two, he was harder then he has ever been in his life.

Was it the feel of the latex, or just finally being free of the cage? Even he couldn't tell you for the life of him.

As he continued to look over his body. He heard that same voice from before now in his ears like he was wearing headphones.

"does someone like they're latex covered body? Not to worry Sweetie, there's and surprisingly easy potion that allows you to make the stuff even ones with more 'features'. But that's not important right now. Brace yourself this is going to feel pretty intense."

Harry gave a wordless curious hum at this before, (thanks to the mirrors) he saw what was happening.

Little tendrils of latex started to slowly lift from the suit like excess, before arching inward and going to work. He moaned in pleasure and his knees weakened as he felt the latex enter him.

His ass felt so full as the latex entered and swelled steching him out like a huge dildo.

His dick felt weird, like peeing in reverse as he could feel the latex enter and fill his balls.

He was suddenly bombarded by waves of pleasure as his nipples were invaded next going in and filling spaces in his chest he never knew were actually empty.

And as he cried out from the sudden pleasure, was when the latex on his nose and mouth moved. The stuff on his tongue tasted like salty black licorice, as the pleasure centers across his body worked overtime to distract him from the unpleasant feeling of his sinus cavities being filled, and the two sources of latex meeting and combining in his throat.

A very small foggy part of his mind still managed to recognize that he had no trouble breathing, as he just sat there, on his knees back arched hands behind his back holding his ankles, eyes wide and mouth open as far as he could. As he was practically drowning in a wave of sensations.

His dick even felt like it was in a endless state of orgasm but nothing would come out.

He could barely even register other odd sensations like a weird prickly feeling like when a limb falls asleep, focused over his entire body.

Then all at once it stopped.

When he could next sense the world around him.

He was on his hands and knees and panting hard. And though he could still feel the latex all over his body none of it seem to be "IN" him anymore.

For a brief moment he felt almost scraped out. Like every single ounce of anything miscellaneous in his body had just been pulled out of him. Like when his balls felt empty from cumming so much, but multiplied by being throughout his whole body.

As he worked to regain his bearings. He felt two sets of arms gently grab him and help him up. His mind identifying them as the two male mannequins, once standing. They carried him back to the massage table. The four mannequins getting to work before he was even fully on it.

Running their hands over his body and seemingly just sliding the latex from him as if it had never been solid to begin with. Their hands gently but firmly rubbing over his body and sliding it off of him like sledge being squeegeed from a window.

His head felling like they just pulled a skullcap from his hair. And one piece that seem to stay solid, being pulled off his ass like a plaster mold.

As they seemed to finish, they helped him up again placing him in front of another mirror.

The change was immense;

His body looked like the epitome of androgynous beauty.

Slight frame,

Delicate hands,

Puffy nipples,

Small waist,

Flared hips,

Long legs,

Healthy ass,

Dainty toes,

But there we're a few details that were still very masculine,

Like his now slightly above average cock and balls.

He licked his lips as he could just feel all the tasty cum filling his balls.

He shook his head to clear his distracted thoughts as he noticed a few additions he was now wearing.

Not all of the latex had apparently been removed. As a form fitting choker was now around his neck along with shoulder length black gloves and thigh high solid black stockings. As he admired them, new memories flooded his head.

On the ends of each addition, there was a slightly lighter Black diamond symbol on them that with a slight tap of his fingers both the gloves and stockings faded away leaving a slight faded black band around his upper arms and thighs, like a tattoo.

A slight smile reached his lips as he "remembered" that he could make them appear or disappear in any combination of the two whenever he wanted the same for the choker. He felt practically giddy as he looked over the new him.

"Mmm~<3 look out world there's a new Harry Potter in Hogwarts."