The idea of being secretly naked under the very short skirt in a public place aroused me very much, sending shivers through my body and down to my pus...sy which was already starting to heat up. I slipped my panties off, put on my shoes (I went for my strappy, stilleto-heeled ‘Fuck Me’ ones) and grabbed my bag and hailed a cab from the front of my apartment building. ‘The Lonely Lady please,’ I told the driver. ‘Isn’t that a strip club, love?’ he asked. ‘Do you work there or something?’ ‘Yes it is. It had been all right, as far as things went. He'd never jacked off with a partly naked woman pressed against him, and it had been surprisingly easy to reach completion. It had been only marginally satisfying, though.Now he could make up for it.To that end he hurried to mount the woman. Perhaps some part of his brain feared she would change her mind, or start meaning the words she was saying when she said they shouldn't be doing this. The two saloon girls had known what to do, grasping his. I hadn’t seen this girl for a year or so and were not in same groups of friends but a memory flashed through my head i had forgotten about of a day in our basement years earlier of me talking her into playing doctor, probably when i was 6 or 7, she hadn’t been an easy sell but finally agreed but her parents were ready to leave right after it started getting good and I never got that chance again with her! Since she was younger than me i wondered if she even remembered. She had done some growing. “Aren’t you glad the spell gave you all those pleasure endings in your mouth? How else would you derive so much pleasure from this?” Harry said, while thrusting in and out of Hermione’s mouth hole. After a couple minutes however, he had had enough. “I think it is time to complete your transformation, by making you a permanent sex doll.” He said, withdrawing his cock from her face at last. At that remark, Hermione’s eyes showed pure fear at the thought of never being able to return to her normal.