Fleur was excited to be back at her old school. At the Burrow, once master had found out she started teaching classes there, he was excited to give her an assignment. She rubbed one of her now larger tits, remembering her time during holiday. Fleur had to control herself as not to give away her master’s plan. She roamed the halls, waving at passing students, using her books to cover her still growing member from under her short skirt. Once she had reached her classroom, she let out a sigh of relief and quickly moved to her desk.
She sat down and pulled down her panties as her cock sprang to life. Fleur gazed at it with wide eyes. She had sex before, but actually seeing a cock that she actually was attached to was a new sensation. She spat in her hand and started to stroke. Master was very generous to give her a foot long cock, she thought, starting slowly in her strokes, if only he had given her balls like his. Master did promise her that it would be a reward once she had turned twenty people. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip, thinking about the wild sex that her and her husband Bill had when he lost all control and became a werewolf while inside her. Then she thought about the amazing orgy afterwards. It was a good thing that they were able to shrink her body parts down a bit, since she didn’t want that kind of attention…at least not yet.
She started to stroke faster, feeling the immense pleasure from herself. She unbuttoned her top so that she could start tweaking one of her nipples. Fleur started to moan softly as her stroking hand became a blur. She felt so close to cumming. She started to mash her own tit, her orgasm imminent.
“Um…Proffesor Weasley?” a small voice said.
Fleur turned to see one of her seventh years, her eyes wide, looking straight at Fleur’s cock. Fleur had to think quick, or this would become a bigger mess than intended.
