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Chapter 8 by VTheImpaler VTheImpaler

How does her drugging go?

The fumes spread rapidly, converting every boy in the hall

Hermione opens her flask, and a wisp of noxious pink wind unfurls from it. Before Hermione can realize the full consequences of her actions, the fumes envelope the entire room like a honey-scented smoke grenade. Shrieks of alarm rise from the student body as they are smothered in the fog, though every male cry turns feminine after only an instant. The cloud quickly thins, leaving the Hogwarts girls looking around in confused shock, and the boys…

Glancing around the hall, Hermione’s suspicions are confirmed. There isn’t a boy to be seen, and the girls have doubled in number. She sees dozens of bewildered students staring at their own tits with shock, or rummaging through their pants with horrified expressions.

Across the table, her two friends have similar reactions. Ron. now sporting bulging D sized knockers which forces his robes to part around them and a frizzled mane of red hair, cups his feminized hands around the base of his heavy tits, weighing them with disbelief. Harry, whose messy hair now tumbles down his shoulders, seems not to have noticed his own paltry B cups and instead has his eyes locked on Ron’s whopping melons.

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