Final round

The break was over. Bright pink spotlights flared with renewed, almost blinding intensity, flooding the stage with dazzling, glamorous light that reflected off the shiny surfaces of the decorations. The familiar pulsing music played louder, its bass vibrating in the chests of the audience, and the hall erupted in applause, whistles, and excited cheers. Some spectators even jumped from their seats, anticipating the new round.

— "Ladies and gentlemen!" Jack announced loudly and joyfully, stepping into the center of the stage with a sweeping stride. His voice echoed through the hall, drowning out the last notes of the music. — "We are entering the third round!" He spread his arms wide, his smile broad and self-satisfied. — "Only three cases left, and everything will be decided very quickly!" He made a dramatic pause, savoring the tension in the room. — "Please welcome our new favorite cheer slut—Ginny Weasley!" His voice grew even louder, and the hall erupted in fresh applause.

From behind the pink screen, Ginny burst out. She wasn’t walking—she practically danced out, prancing in her new style like a true cheerleader. Her short, thick legs moved quickly, barely keeping up with her desire to move. Her enormous round ass jiggled and bounced with every step, as if she were already rehearsing a cheerleading dance. The oversized blouse slipped off one shoulder, exposing her soft side and part of her chest, while the long skirt tangled between her luscious thighs, barely restraining their movement.

Saliva glistened on her plump, perpetually parted lips and dripped down her chin, falling onto her massive chest. Her hypnotic eyes sparkled brightly with pink hearts like Christmas lights. Her fiery red hair was slightly disheveled, and a silly but very satisfied smile played on her face.

Ginny skipped up to the podium, did a quick pirouette, causing her massive ass to sway seductively, making the audience in the front rows catch their breath. Then she giggled joyfully, her voice ringing with delight.

— Oh fuck, I’m so ready for this round! — She squealed in her new, vulgar Valley Girl voice, her intonation drawn-out and high-pitched. — My thick, wet ass is already itching to shake… She paused, her fingers playing with the hem of her skirt. — And tease all those hot guys! She finished the sentence with the characteristic upward inflection, then added: — Like, I can’t wait! Her voice sounded even more enthusiastic.

The audience responded with delighted cheers; some spectators jumped from their seats, clapping and whistling. Some shouted with excitement, others laughed, enjoying the spectacle. Ginny smiled stupidly, her smile wide and self-satisfied, like a child who had received a long-awaited toy.

She continued to sway slightly in place, wiggling her hips and shaking her enormous ass in time with the music. Her huge ass jiggled, making the audience in the front rows catch their breath, and her plump lips were slightly parted, saliva dripping down her chin.

Jack laughed, his laughter full of cruel satisfaction. He clearly enjoyed her transformation like an artist admiring his masterpiece.

— So, Ginny? — His voice was full of mockery, but he quickly hid it behind a mask of professionalism. — Ready to continue?

— Of course, baby! — She replied, licking her wet lips, her tongue running over her upper lip, gathering droplets of saliva. — Let’s open the next little case already… Her voice became thinner. — I want my dripping bimbo pussy to finally get a new round of changes! She finished the sentence with the characteristic inflection, and her hypnotic eyes sparkled with anticipation. — Like, I’m burning with impatience!

— Choose a number, — Jack smiled, his smile wide and predatory.

Ginny bit her lower lip, which immediately caused a new stream of saliva to trickle down her chin. She spoke with an upward inflection, her voice ringing:

— Number… — She paused, her fingers playing with the hem of her skirt. — Sixteen… fuck! The last word burst out with a note of irritation and excitement.

Chrissy, with a theatrical gesture, threw open chest #16. A silvery bimbo silhouette flashed brightly on the screen, with exaggeratedly luscious curves, a stupid smile, and flickering pink hearts in her eyes.

The audience erupted in loud, lustful cheers; spectators jumped from their seats, whistled, and applauded. Some shouted with excitement, others laughed, anticipating Ginny’s new humiliation.

Ginny froze for a second, her short body trembling with surprise. Then she giggled loudly, her voice ringing with joy, and continued to sway, her enormous ass seductively jiggling.

— Oh fuck… Her voice was full of surprise and delight. — Another bimbo? She paused, her fingers playing with the hem of her skirt. — Well, whatever! Her voice became more confident. — My fat ass is already used to being made even sluttier! She shook her ass, demonstrating how much it jiggled, and the audience erupted in fresh applause. — Come on, tell us the category, Jack! Her voice rang with impatience. — I’m dripping with anticipation! She added, her hypnotic eyes sparkling with excitement. — Like, I can’t wait to get a new fetish!

Jack smiled widely, his teeth gleaming in the spotlight. He theatrically waved his hand like a conductor before the final chord.

— The third round begins with a bimbo! His voice was full of triumph. — The category is… He paused, enjoying the tension. — Fetish! His smile widened even more.

The big screen lit up, and five options appeared, each seductive and lewd in its own way. The audience immediately reached for their voting remotes, their eyes gleaming with anticipation, and some had already started discussing the options with their neighbors.

1. Massive Tit Addiction – An intense fetish for her own tits and tits in general. A constant need to touch, show off, and rub them against everything—walls, furniture, other people. She would orgasm from any breast stimulation, whether it be caresses, kisses, or even just a breeze. Like, super-fetish!

2. Public Humiliation Slut – Strong arousal from public humiliation and exposure. The more people watching, the stronger the orgasms. She would enjoy being humiliated, exposed, and **** to do lewd things in front of everyone. Oh fuck, what a tempting option!

3. Quidditch Cock Worship – An obsession with Quidditch players’ cocks. She would get aroused by the smell, sight, and taste of the players’ cocks from her own and other teams. Her mouth and hands would constantly be drawn to them like a magnet. Like, my wet pussy is already dripping just thinking about it!

4. Cheerleader Gangbang Fetish – Uncontrollable arousal from the idea of being gangbanged by the entire team (or multiple teams) after a match. Her body would burn with desire until she got what she wanted. Oh fuck, this is every cheer slut’s dream!

5. Cuckquean Cheerleader – Intense arousal from her beloved (Harry) watching her being fucked by others, especially Quidditch players. She would derive pleasure from his jealousy and humiliation, enjoying how he suffered from her infidelity. Like, what a twisted option, but damn, it’s hot!

Ginny stood swaying in place, her short legs barely touching the floor. She read the options, her hypnotic eyes sparkling brightly with pink hearts, and saliva dripped abundantly from her chin onto her massive chest, leaving wet trails on her skin.

She continued to slightly wiggle her enormous ass in time with the music, as if already rehearsing a new cheerleading routine. Her plump lips were slightly parted, and her breathing quickened with excitement.

— Oh fuck… Her voice rang with delight. — All these options are so wet and dirty… She giggled, her body trembling with excitement. — My poor pussy is already dripping just from reading them… Her voice became thinner, and her intonation stretched further. — Like, it’s so hot… She added, her hypnotic eyes sparkling with anticipation. — Like, I’m already imagining how I’ll shake my ass in front of all those hot guys… oh fuck, I can’t stop!

Jack turned to the audience with a wide, self-satisfied smile, spreading his arms like a conductor before the final chord.

— Voting is open, dear viewers! His voice was full of triumph. — Decide which fetish will now control our new cheer slut Ginny Weasley. He shot her a quick, predatory glance. — Vote with passion! His smile widened even more. — I’m sure you won’t be disappointed! He added, his eyes gleaming with pleasure. — it’s gonna be a super-show!