The one who drowned, whose mother wants to 'adopt' a new brain in its place, was a girl. A cute, pretty, ten-year-old girl with blond hair and blue ey...s, who loved brushing her hair, taking ballet lessons and gymnastics, getting dressed up pretty, and playing with Barbie dolls. You can think about it some more - you don't have to decide right away. Only, I can't let you leave here now until you make up your decision one way or another. You know too much information now. If you leave, I will not. Its body rested into a metal base that was connected to strange-looking machinery, a series of metal boxes, chambers and wires. Tubes and pipes protruded from various points of the monster's body and travelled to more machinery behind it. The machinery connected to the creature nearly doubled it in size.I looked the monster up and down for several moments, in absolute shock, before I regained my senses. Finally instinct took over and I let out a horrified scream and stumbled to my feet. I. For while the new Rhonda moved her thingsinto the same room as Hermione, Ginny, Angelina and Holly, the figureof Lord Voldemort stood in the shadows across from Honey dukes. In hishand he griped the copy of the Quibbler that Luna was reading on thetrain to school."Can you leave it," a student in Slytherin robes said. "Weasley wasactually dumb enough to challenge Malfoy to a duel and got changed intoa girl." Yeah," The other second student said as the shadowy Voltemort grippedtighter on the. " He's a young man of few words. But that's okay! By then, I've got a big load of HIS cum inside me! That's what I was really after anyway. The rest is just courtesy. He doesn't have to thank me. What I hope is that he, and Tyler, and Conner, keep coming back to the glory hole for as long as possible!Note: Only Conner knows me my face, and then not that well. Tyler and Jason, on the other hand, have never actually seen my face (except for brief glimpses through the glory hole, perhaps). I see.