Chapter 2 - Chapter Two

Hermione awoke, and at first she was disoriented; then she remembered why Ginny was in her bed. She looked over at Ginny, who was sleeping turned away on her side. The sheets were only pulled up to her waist and Hermione could see Ginny’s messy red hair falling all over her back and her shoulders in the moonlight. And then Hermione realized why she had woken up.
 
Hermione lifted the sheets, and even in this dim light she could see that her cock was fully erect. What was I dreaming about? She wondered as she reached down to explore the head and shaft. Hermione ran her fingers up and down the side of her cock, shivering from the sensations. With her fingertips, she traced a circle around the head and she felt the return of that dense, needy throbbing. She looked back over at Ginny, her thoughts turning lusty.
 
Ginny awoke to gentle caresses and kisses on her back, and she could feel Hermione snuggled up behind her. Ginny shifted a little, moving towards Hermione, when something hard and fleshy touched the back of her thigh. Hermione moved closer to Ginny and started to rub her thigh and push the sheet off, running her hands up and down Ginny’s side and leg.
 
“Ginny, I...” Hermione began, “Is this all right?”
 
Ginny nodded and then reached back to caress Hermione. “Yes, I want you to,” she replied, reaching between their bodies to find Hermione’s cock and stroke it with her hand.
 
Hermione needed no further encouragement and shifted behind Ginny, till they were spooning close together, and slid her cock into Ginny’s cunt from behind. Hermione moaned from the pleasure of it, being sheathed in Ginny’s tightness, and for a moment just lay beside her, caressing her thigh and feeling the throb of her cock deep inside Ginny.
 
Ginny wiggled her arse which moved Hermione’s shaft inside her slick channel, making her moan. She lifted her arm and put it on Hermione’s thigh, encouraging her to thrust.
 
Hermione started to move her hips in a slow rhythm, sliding in and out of Ginny and causing delicious friction with her own breasts against Ginny’s back. Hermione kissed the back of Ginny’s neck and moaned against her skin as she felt her cock throb inside Ginny’s pussy. Hermione recalled when Ron had shagged her like this and what he did to make her feel better. Hermione found the top of Ginny’s slit and started to rub the redhead’s clit as they moved.
 
Ginny moaned and gripped Hermione’s thigh, urging her on. Hermione rubbed Ginny’s clit in circles and up and down the side, and Ginny thrust her hips back into Hermione’s, feeling her orgasm coming on.
 
“Hermione, I’m gonna cum,” Ginny panted and then groaned in pleasure, gripping Hermione’s cock tightly deep inside her as she came hard around her throbbing shaft.
 
Hermione’s thrusts grew more forceful as she felt Ginny cumming - she wanted to bury herself inside Ginny, to feel her warm tightness enveloping her completely, and the feeling overwhelmed her as her climax approached. Hermione kept rubbing Ginny’s clit and kissing her neck as she thrust hard, panting and grunting from the effort, and soon she moaned Ginny’s name as her cock throbbed inside Ginny’s tight opening, filling her up as she came.
 
Hermione caught her breath and wrapped her arms around Ginny. She held Ginny tight, kissing her neck and whispering how brilliant she was, how good she felt. A sheen of sweat made their bodies slick and Hermione’s skin felt tingly as they rubbed together. Hermione was still hard, but sated, and she gently thrust in and out of Ginny’s tight cunt, feeling the pleasure of being inside a witch. It’s no wonder wizards want this all the time, she found herself thinking again. Hermione could feel every inch as she pushed and pulled, sliding in and out of Ginny’s warm, wet opening.
 
Ginny felt that Hermione seemed content now and she moved her hand, finding her engorged clit so easily. She felt so warm and the feel of Hermione holding her and telling her how brilliant it all was made her excited again. Ginny rubbed her clit slowly, savoring the slow, rocking thrusts that Hermione had settled into, and shifted her hips a little so that the head of Hermione’s cock stroked against her g-spot. Ginny bit her lip and before long she came again, contracting around Hermione’s cock.
 
“Did you just...?” Hermione trailed off, because she felt the sensations around her erect shaft, as it was still buried inside Ginny.
 
“Yeah...” Ginny sighed. “You feel so good, Hermione, so thick and hard inside me. So good....” Ginny rolled her hips and groaned, and even though her clit was sensitive she rubbed it sparingly, knowing that she would cum again.
 
Hermione felt Ginny’s arm moving, and it seemed that the stimulation kept her hard inside Ginny, but she didn’t think she could cum again...at least with her cock... Hermione moved her arm to her own thigh, and down across her arse, around to get at her opening from behind, the same direction she was fucking Ginny from now. She felt that she was very wet down there, and all but neglected since she’d grown her cock, so when she pushed two fingers inside her cunt Hermione nearly swooned and she thrust forwards into Ginny.
 
“Oh yes!” she groaned, and let her fingers pump in and out of her slick, warm channel as she rocked against Ginny’s body. Hermione moved her legs so she could reach her own pussy more easily and continued to masturbate as she thrust into Ginny, a bit more urgently now as her female orgasm approached. Her cock was throbbing and felt warm and so hard inside Ginny, the sensations adding to the pleasure she felt deep in her cunt as she finger fucked herself.
 
Ginny braced against Hermione’s thrusts, moaning and moving her hips in time with Hermione’s cock sliding in and out of her pussy. Ginny groaned as another orgasm washed over her body. Hermione’s cock felt impossibly hard inside her, and Ginny could actually feel it throbbing when Hermione drove deep, as if she knew right where Ginny’s g-spot was.
 
“Come on, Hermione,” Ginny urged, “please cum for me again.”
 
Hermione rubbed her thumb across her clit a few times, feeling the place where the base of her shaft was connected, and also letting her fingers explore where her cock was sliding in and out of Ginny’s tight hole. Hermione pushed her cock deep into Ginny and her fingers deep into her own pussy, moaning loudly as her orgasm came closer and then broke over her body, leaving her shuddering in pleasure as every nerve was stimulated. Insensible, Hermione could still feel that pressure and throbbing in her cock, and as soon as her female orgasm ended, her cock twitched and erupted inside Ginny, filling her with cum again. Hermione slid her fingers out of her pussy and grabbed Ginny’s hip, holding her steady as she finished her hard, deep thrusts.
 
“Oh gods,” Ginny moaned, feeling heady from getting fucked so well. “Bloody hell, I was so horny with Harry gone. This is so good, Hermione... such a brilliant, naughty idea.”
 
“I’m glad you approve,” Hermione replied, feeling a little guilty that Ron would most likely not approve. Still, now that she’d gotten a taste for this, she wanted to see what kinds of magic there might be that she and Ron could use... with their normal bits, of course.
 
“Mmm, that’s nice,” Ginny murmured, sated. “Don’t stop if you’ve got more in you,” she said, rocking her hips back into Hermione slowly. Ginny felt sleepy again, but she didn’t want Hermione to pull out of her pussy - she’d missed being filled, and even if Hermione wasn’t going to cum again she didn’t want her to stop.
 
Hermione appreciated Ginny’s sporting attitude, and braced her body against Ginny’s, still penetrating her from behind.  “I want to try one more thing before we get back to sleep,” Hermione said. Ginny murmured her assent and Hermione kissed the back of her neck.
 
Hermione lifted her top leg slowly and planted her foot on the mattress, so her sex was exposed, then tilted that leg away from Ginny, and slid her hand between their bodies. She started to rub her clit again, slowly at first, and tried to keep the rest of her body still, not thrusting into Ginny too much. Hermione was trying to focus on the feelings in her pussy now. Even as she felt her female orgasm quickly building from rubbing her clit and sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy, Hermione also felt her cock stirring to life yet again, as if the two orgasms were connected. Sure enough, the feelings became too much to bear again and Hermione pumped Ginny’s cunt with her cock slowly as her clit throbbed along with her shaft. Hermione bit her lip and came quietly, gripping her fingers in her pussy as her cock pulsed inside Ginny, filling her with cum yet again.
 
Ginny stirred as she and Hermione explored the possibilities of Hermione’s new anatomy, wiggling and moaning a little as she felt Hermione thrust and cum inside her for a third time, making her pussy feel slick and warm. She was excited to partake in this sort of kinky magic, because she knew this sort of thing was all new for Hermione and Ginny didn’t mind it, even though she was thoroughly sated for the time being.
 
Hermione sighed and put her leg back down, embracing Ginny again. She slid her cock in and out of Ginny a few times, savoring that pushing and pulling sensation, then slid out all the way, snuggling up with Ginny and drifting off to sleep, letting the rest of the naughty possibilities chase her into her dreams.
 
*****
 
Hermione awoke again and this time Ginny was not in bed beside her. From the light in the room, it was late morning at least. She could hear the telly from the living room and she figured that Ginny had awoken before she had. Hermione stretched and went to take a quick shower. She was careful to give her cock the minimum washing up she thought necessary, lest she spend two hours in the shower masturbating. Hermione toweled off and cast a drying charm on her hair when she got out. She went to her dresser and put on a clean pair of pyjamas and knickers, since she didn’t want to go out just yet. Hermione knew she needed to find a counterspell for this magic, and the shops that would have such things were open late anyhow.
 
Putting on her knickers became an adventure in itself, since there was not enough room in them for her cock. Hermione tried pushing her cock down the front along her slit, but that proved far too uncomfortable, even flaccid as she was. She ended up pushing her cock up against her belly and pulling the waistband of her knickers up over the head. She pulled up her pyjama bottoms and took a few steps, satisfied that she could walk like this.
 
Hermione smelled food being cooked, but she was not ready for the sight that greeted her when she walked into the kitchen. Ginny was humming a tune and seemed nearly done cooking breakfast, but it wasn’t the food that put Hermione off her guard - it was the fact that Ginny was doing so in just her pyjama top and white knickers. Hermione had seen all this before, of course, but now that she had a cock it had an entirely different effect. She tried to conceal it, but as she sat down she could feel her cock stiffening from the visual stimulation of Ginny in her knickers.
 
Ginny turned to see Hermione sitting down and she smiled. “I thought we should eat breakfast together,” she began, “and then maybe decide what we’re going to do today.”
 
“Sure, right Ginny,” Hermione agreed, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. She was trying desperately not to stare at Ginny’s perfect, round arse, or her shapely legs, or her neck or her thighs... Hermione had a new appreciation for a wizard’s lust, and how visual it was, as she imagined all the things she’d like to do to Ginny right now.
 
Ginny set the table and brought breakfast over to it, sitting down across from Hermione as they ate together. Ginny wondered if Hermione had cancelled the sex spell yet, but she didn’t want to bring it up. Hermione seemed content to talk about recent events in The Daily Prophet and Ginny followed along, smiling and acting like nothing was amiss. If it turned out that Hermione wanted to pretend that last night hadn’t happened, well, Ginny would be disappointed, but she wouldn’t have held it against her friend.
 
When they were finished Ginny stood up and cleared the table, taking all the dishes to the sink. She turned on the water and cast her mother’s favourite household charms on the dishes so they would wash themselves, humming contentedly.
 
Hermione watched as Ginny did the dishes and wiped down the counter. Ginny bent down to get a sponge out of the cupboard, and her pussy mound was pressed against her knickers when she did so - Hermione could see the outline of Ginny’s labia perfectly. She stifled a groan when Ginny fumbled with the sponge and bent over more, showing her perfect arse framed beautifully by plain white knickers.
 
Hermione’s cock was hard now, straining against her own knickers, and she hoped that Ginny wouldn’t notice but she pushed the front of her pyjama bottoms down a bit to relieve some of the pressure. Ginny straightened up but she was still bent over the counter slightly, at such a nice angle that Hermione had a splendid view of her bum and the backs of her thighs.
 
Soon, Ginny was nearly finished and Hermione could take it no longer in any case. She stood up and stepped out of her pyjama bottoms, then pushed her knickers down just enough to free her cock. Hermione took quick steps over to the sink and was behind Ginny, putting her hands on the redhead’s shapely hips.
 
“Oh! Hermione, you gave me a start,” she confessed. “I hope you enjoyed breakfast.” Ginny bent at the waist a little, leaning back into Hermine and she felt what she was hoping to feel against her arse - Hermione had kept that glorious cock!
 
“I did,” Hermione panted, kissing the back of Ginny’s neck. “And even though you don’t normally have dessert after breakfast, I hope you’ll make an exception.” Hermione spun Ginny round and guided her over to the kitchen table but stayed behind her, entranced by the sight of Ginny’s glorious arse.
 
Ginny quickly got the idea and bent over the table, putting her hands on it. She looked back to see a wicked, lusty expression on Hermione’s face. Ginny moaned a little and leaned over the table, fully presenting herself to Hermione and shivering in anticipation of a hot, dreamy shag.
 
“Oh Hermione, yes...” Ginny moaned, hoping to spur Hermione on, “fuck me right over this table you naughty witch.”
 
Hermione blushed at Ginny’s bold urgings, and put one hand on Ginny’s hip and with the other pushed the gusset of Ginny’s knickers to the side, teasing her opening with a fingertip.
 
“Couldn’t keep my eyes off you, Ginny,” Hermione said huskily.
 
“Well, you’ve seen it all before,” Ginny chided, wiggling her hips back and forth.
 
“True, but I didn’t have this before,” Hermione replied and thrust into Ginny’s tight pussy in one stroke. Hermione hooked her thumbs in the waistband of Ginny’s knickers and pulled the redhead back and forth on her cock, watching her firm shaft as it slid in and out of Ginny’s pink cunt.
 
“Oh gods Ginny, I’m watching my cock... moving in and out of you.” Hermione moaned, seeing her new cock move as she pumped it in and out of Ginny’s tight opening. It felt so good, and watching it felt even better. “Your pussy’s so tight, Ginny, you feel so good...” Hermione gripped Ginny’s hips firmly and really started to thrust deep and hard, the movements seemed to get easier as the pleasure mounted. Hermione watched as her cock disappeared in and out of Ginny’s wet opening, and soon enough she was moaning Ginny’s name and cumming deep inside her.
 
Ginny braced herself across the kitchen table and squealed in pleasure as she felt Hermione cum, feeling Hermione’s hot fluids spurting inside her. As Hermione’s thrusts slowed, Ginny moved her body, pulling herself back and forth on Hermione’s hard, hot cock, feeling her own climax coming on soon. Ginny reached down and after just a few moments of rubbing and pinching her clit she came, moaning Hermione’s name and thrusting back against her.
 
Hermione pulled out of Ginny when her pleasure had finished and spun her around, kissing her fiercely and taking her pajama top off, palming her tits as she pressed her against the table.
 
Ginny took Hermione’s top off as well, feeling the other witch’s hard, brown nipples. Ginny took off her knickers and looked down, seeing that Hermione’s still-hard cock was sticking out over top of the waistband of a pair of red knickers. She fondled Hermione’s firm shaft, feeling it coated with their fluids. Ginny hopped up onto the kitchen table and pulled Hermione closer. Ginny kept kissing and caressing Hermione, letting her legs dangle widely off of the table as she sat on the edge and explored Hermione’s cock and slid a finger under Hermione’s knickers, finding her clit.
 
“So they’re connected then? You cock and your clit?” Ginny asked, tracing circles round the head of her cock and in Hermione’s folds.
 
“Yeah,” Hermione breathed, “I can cum like a wizard and a witch, but it seems that whenever I cum like a witch I cum like a wizard right after.”
 
“Sounds nice,” Ginny grinned, and pulled Hermione forwards, wrapping her legs around Hermione’s waist. Ginny positioned the head of Hermione’s cock against her slick opening and Hermione stepped in, sliding her firm, throbbing shaft into Ginny’s cunt. “Feels nice, too,” Ginny sighed. Ginny saw that Hermione was looking down, watching her cock as it slid in and out of Ginny’s wet, pink folds. Ginny leaned back and braced herself with one arm, and with the other ran her fingers along where she and Hermione were joined together, till finally her fingers settled on her clit, rubbing and teasing it in slow circles while Hermione fucked her in a steady rhythm.
 
Hermione continued to enjoy the feel of the pushing and pulling on her cock, in and out of Ginny’s sweet pussy. She watched Ginny playing with herself and Hermione set her feet apart as she stood facing Ginny, pushing her knickers down so she could get at her own pussy. Hermione moaned as her fingers found her clit, and she traced circles around it and rubbed the hood, feeling where the fleshy folds gave way to the underside of her hard shaft at the top.
 
“Sweet Merlin, Ginny, you feel so good. This feels so good.” Hermione continued to masturbate as she fucked Ginny, letting the pressure build and the orgasm that was mounting from her own pussy grow in strength.
 
“Come on, Hermione,” Ginny urged, rubbing her clit more intensely now as she felt Hermione’s cock start to swell and pulse inside her. Ginny tightened her legs around Hermione’s waist and pulled her closer. Ginny moaned as her orgasm welled up and shook through her body, causing her to shudder from the force of her climax.
 
Hermione put one hand on Ginny’s hip, holding the redhead steady as she thrust harder now, no longer taking it easy. Hermione continued to rub her clit and play with her pussy as she fucked Ginny in firm, deep strokes. Hermione could feel both orgasms coming on hard, and she rubbed her clitoris furiously as she came, and then came again, spasming around her fingers and throbbing deep inside Ginny.
 
Ginny lay back, lifted her legs up and spread them, bracing her heels on the edge of the table. She moaned and rolled her hips in time with Hermione’s thrusts. Ginny could feel Hermione’s cum oozing out of her pussy and pooling in the crack of her arse. Ginny rubbed her breasts and played with her nipples, reveling in the feeling of getting fucked, because that what Hermione was doing now, hard and deep and good like a wizard.
 
Seeing Ginny lean back, Hermione wanted to try something different with the redhead’s legs. She put her hands under Ginny’s knees and lifted, and Ginny obliged, moving with Hermione’s hands. First Hermione lifted Ginny’s legs and pushed them even farther apart, remarking at how flexible Ginny was. Hermione looked down at Ginny, who was rubbing her own nipples and moaning softly, eyes closed, clearly enjoying whatever Hermione had in store for her. Hermione blushed at her friend’s wanton surrender, and her own unchecked lust.
 
Hermione lifted Ginny’s legs up straight, with her feet near Hermione’s head, and put the redhead’s freckled calves against her breasts, and promptly gasped from the pleasure of this feeling and this angle.
 
“Oh Ginny,” Hermione moaned, “so deep...”
 
“Gods, yes,” Ginny moaned, opening her eyes to see Hermione’s face framed by her pale legs. “Give it to me, fuck me hard.” Hermione’s cock was rubbing her so right at this angle, and Ginny groaned and arched into Hermione’s deep thrusts.
 
“That’s it, now put your hands on my thighs, Hermione,” Ginny urged, “hold me steady while you fuck me.”
 
Hermione blushed at Ginny’s directions, because she had been shagged like this a few times herself, but she followed them nevertheless and discovered that the leverage gave her deeper thrusts. Hermione moaned from the pleasure again, and watched Ginny writhe and rub her tits while Hermione fucked her good and hard. Soon that familiar bursting feeling mounted and Hermione came again, deep inside Ginny’s sopping wet pussy.
 
Like the night before, Ginny had already had her fill but she didn’t want to stop Hermione now, because she had finally let go and unleashed the kinky witch that Ginny had suspected was hiding inside of her all along. Hermione looked so good, hair all messy, face intense and flushed as she finished her thrusts inside Ginny’s tight hole. Ginny wondered how long she’d been holding back.
 
After she came, Hermione pulled Ginny upright and kissed her, seeing how sweaty and exhausted she looked, even though she was smiling, glowing and happy.
 
“I never imagined that when I finally had a chance to be intimate with you, that you’d have one of these,” Ginny said when she sat up, pointing at Hermione’s cock. “You always seemed so conservative. Not that I mind of course. It’s good.”
 
“Oh Ginny, I couldn’t have imagined any of this either. I really never knew I had this in me.” Hermione kissed Ginny and stepped away, letting her cock slide out of the redhead’s thoroughly wet entrance.
 
Hermione picked up their clothes and Ginny took hers, muttering something about taking a shower. Hermione went back to her room and pulled on a day robe and a fresh pair of knickers, not bothering with Muggle clothing.
 
Ginny’s confession got her thinking. This whole thing was an accident, or was it? Hermione took out her wand and pointed it at her cock.
 
“Finite Incantantem,” Hermione intoned, and she felt a tingle but the cock did not transfigure itself away as she expected. In fact, there was no change at all. And that only left one explanation - Hermione had accidentally cursed herself! She clapped her hand over her mouth to keep Ginny from hearing the scream that was welling up within her. How could she have been so careless?
 
Hermione knew that sometimes the incantation did not match the magic. It was possible to speak the words of one spell and think the words of another, or to silently cast a spell altogether, but since she had not done this on purpose, Hermione did not know the counter-curse, or even the initial incantation.
 
Frustrated and ashamed, Hermione sat on the edge of her bed and cast Accio on a few well-known Transfiguration books that sat on shelves in various parts of the flat. As they arrived Hermione began to reference them in turn, looking for some clue about body part transformation that would help her unravel this curse. Hermione was angry with herself - she of all people knew better than to be careless with magic, and here she was, trying to unravel something she’d done herself.
 
Ginny finished her shower and went down the hall to see what Hermione was up to, only to dodge a large, heavy book as it floated down the hallway. When she arrived in Hermione’s doorway she saw that her bed was strewn about with books and Hermione was engrossed in reading.
 
“Are you working on something, Hermione?” Ginny asked.
 
Startled, Hermione looked up. Oh Gods, she thought, as Ginny was only wearing a towel that didn’t hide too much. Please, not now... Hermione tried not to look at Ginny’s delicious curves too much, lest that stirring in her cock begin again.
 
“Um yes,” Hermione replied, “I’ve had an idea and I can’t seem to find any examples in any of my books.” Hermione sighed and closed the book. “I have to go out and look for the proper tome. It may take a while.”
 
“Do you want me to come along?” Ginny asked, drying her hair. She was concerned, because Hermione looked a bit flustered.
 
“Ginny I appreciate it, but it’s going to be terribly boring looking for the book I need, if it even exists,” Hermione said plainly. “I’m sorry to do this, but you know how I get when I have an idea that I think is going to work, if I can find the right spell.”
 
“Well all right, I’ll go shopping while you’re gone, then,” Ginny replied. She smiled and turned to go back down the hall to her own room, wondering if the spell that Hermione was looking for was more naughtiness. She surely hoped so.
 