Soft and Plump All Over

The hall exploded with a deafening roar of delight. On the huge screen, the fifth option lit up bright pink.

Soft and Plump All Over.

Molly felt the ground disappear from under her feet. Her plump cheeks instantly flushed even deeper — a bright scarlet, almost purple blush. She covered her face with her palms, but her bright pink curls down to her ass fell forward, heavily and caressingly sliding over her already sensitive skin.

“N-no… oh god…” she squeaked in her new high, cartoonish voice. The sound came out so helpless and sweet that the hall answered with another burst of laughter.

Jack threw his head back and laughed loudly, genuinely amused.

“Oh, Molly! The audience is feeling extra generous today! Fifth option — Soft and Plump All Over! Hold on tight, Mommy!”

The Fate Collar flashed blinding pink. A hot, thick wave of magic surged through Molly’s entire body like warm, oily nectar, soaking into every cell. She gasped — high and squeaky — and bent over, grabbing the podium for support.

The changes started everywhere at once.

Her big, mature tits began to slowly but noticeably swell. The heavy flesh filled out, becoming even fuller, even softer. The skin stretched tight, turning velvety and hypersensitive. Her already hard nipples grew thicker and longer, throbbing with painful arousal. The thin top stretched to its limit, digging deep into her new massive tits. Molly felt them growing heavier, filling with weight, every breath making them jiggle and rub against the fabric, shooting sharp sparks of pleasure straight down to her lower belly.

“Aaaaahh…” a long, squeaky moan escaped her.

Her soft little belly, which had been pleasantly rounded after seven pregnancies, started to grow. It became fuller, juicier, softer. The skin stretched, gaining a velvety, almost silky texture. Every inch now responded to the slightest movement with waves of goosebumps. Her wide hips spread even further, becoming thicker, meatier. Her ass grew, rounding out, filling with heavy, bouncy softness. Molly felt the back of her body getting heavier, her new ass becoming noticeably bigger, rounder, and way more fuckable. The short skirt now barely covered the bottom third of her enlarged, plump ass.

Her legs got thicker too — her thighs rubbed against each other with every little movement, creating a constant, slippery, wet sensation. The skin all over her body became insanely sensitive. Even the light airflow from the studio fans made her shiver. Her bright pink curls now brushed against this new hypersensitive skin and sent real flashes of pleasure through her.

Molly stood there breathing hard, in short squeaky gasps. Shame burned her from the inside. She — Molly Weasley, strong, caring mother and warrior — was turning into an even softer, plumper, blatantly sexual woman. Her new body was heavier, juicier, more obvious. Her tits jiggled with every breath, her belly softly protruded, her hips and ass were now truly impressive. Between her legs everything was soaked — juices were running freely down the insides of her thick thighs.

Jack kept laughing, watching her with obvious enjoyment.

“Look at her, ladies and gentlemen! Our Molly is becoming a proper soft, plump dream! What a luxurious, juicy body! Every touch is going to be pure pleasurable **** for her now.”

The transformation finally finished. Molly straightened up, swaying on her feet. Her new body was noticeably heavier, softer, and much plumper. Her tits had grown into huge, heavy E+ cups, her belly was soft and round, her hips and ass wide and insanely tempting. Her skin glowed with a velvety sheen. The bright pink curls perfectly framed this new hyper-feminine figure

Jack stepped closer, openly eyeing her up and down.

“So, dear viewers! Let’s sum up the first round for our dear Molly Weasley!”

He turned to the board.

“On the money side, Molly now has… a solid 110 whips! Not a bad start for a mother of seven!”

The hall gave polite applause.

“And now the changes! Molly received three bimbo modifications:

Hair — bright pink, voluminous curls all the way down to her ass. Permanent and extremely sensitive.

Voice — high, squeaky, cartoonish bimbo squeak.

Body Shape — Soft and Plump All Over. Her entire body is now significantly fuller, softer, juicier, and hypersensitive.”

Jack grinned widely and turned back to Molly, who stood there red-faced, breathing heavily and trying to get used to the new weight of her body.

“First round is over, Molly! You held up great… even though you now look like the ripest, softest, plumpest piece of candy in all of magical Britain. Take a little break before the second round. The audience is absolutely loving it!”

Molly could only squeak quietly in response, squeezing her thighs tightly together and feeling how her new heavy, hypersensitive body betrayed her by reacting even to her own breathing.

The first round was complete.