I Haven't Spanked You in My Panties Yet

Ero lies on the desk, spent and sticky, his body still trembling with the remnants of his climax. The girls tower over him, their wands pointed at his prone form, amusement playing on their lips as they plan his next humiliation.

Hermione smirks, “Let’s get him cleaned up, shall we, ladies?”

All three girls flick their wands in unison, “Scourgify.”

Invisible brushes dance over Ero’s skin, wiping away the remnants of his pleasure, leaving him clean and pink, yet still bound to the desk.

“Relashio,” Hermione incants, and the satin bonds fall away.

Ginny and Luna haul Ero to his feet, holding him steady as Hermione kneels before him. She eyes his groin critically.

“Ero, your testicles are absurdly large. Luna, what were you thinking?”

She giggles, her wand pointed at his manhood.

“Reducio.”

Ero’s testicles shrink, now proportionate to his small, flaccid penis.

Ginny laughs, “I can’t believe you did that, Hermione.”

Luna looks down, eyes wide with surprise.

“He’s got such a cute little package now. Like a baby boy.”

Hermione, eyes sparkling with mischief, runs her hand over Ero’s groin. She uses two fingers and her thumb to tease the underside of his diminutive penis, lifting his tiny sac with her other fingers.

Ero sobs, humiliation coursing through him as he sees his diminished manhood. He knows he’ll never live this down.

He feels small and exposed, the weight of his vulnerability pressing down on him. The thought that he may never be able to look any of the girls at Hogwarts in the eye again strikes him like a lightning bolt. It won't matter how handsome he is or how skilled he is at Quidditch.

His heart races at the thought, the fear gnawing at him. His sex life feels like it’s already over, trapped beneath layers of shame and insecurity.

Hermione grins, “This is just too cute, Ero.”

She pauses, a mocking gasp.

“Oh, wait! I haven’t spanked you in my panties yet.”

She takes a seat on a wooden bench, hot pink satin panties dangling from her hand. They’re sheer at the back, offering no modesty.

“Girls, bring him to me.”

Luna and Ginny grab Ero’s arms, frogmarching him towards Hermione. They help him step into the panties, his small package barely making a bulge in the satin. Hermione runs her fingers over his crotch.

“It’s like you’ve got nothing there, Ero. Just a little nub for me to play with. Like a girl, with a sweet little vagina.”

Ginny giggles, “You should see him from the back, Hermione. You can see his entire bum through the panties.”

She gives Ero a sharp spank.

“Oh my,” Ginny coos. “Not very modest, Ero.”

Tears stream down Ero’s face as he stands before Hermione, clad in nothing but her satin panties. He’s resigned, waiting for her to proceed.

Hermione claps her hands, “My turn. Bend him over my lap, girls.”

Luna and Ginny guide Ero facedown over Hermione’s thighs.

Hermione caresses his bottom cheeks through the sheer fabric, a delicate touch that sends shivers down Ero’s spine.

“Oooohhh, you’re right, girls. He looks deliciously naughty like this.”

She raises her hand, bringing it down sharply on his backside.

“This is it, Ero. A real punishment this time. I’m going to warm your bottom with my hand, then it’s the hairbrush on your bare skin.”

Ero struggles, but Ginny and Luna hold him firm. Ginny pins his ankles, while Luna moves to his head, holding his hands and forcing him to look her in the eyes. Ero cries silently, tears wetting his face as he goes limp, accepting his fate.