M. according to her wrist watch. Stacy sighed as she closed her eyes to try to force herself to sleep.It wasn"t working. The ceiling fan was suddenly ...hirring too loudly, the room was too stuffy, and her mom"s cat Whitney seemed to be smothering Stacy"s legs where he was laying. Images of the dream that woke her up kept creeping up in her head. All she wanted to do was go back to that dream, but she knew it was wrong. So very wrong. But the passion!There was no choice, but to give up on sleep. I told her what was done to her, and what she had to look forward to,Heavy duty girdles, corsets,and of course support hose. Dry skin, needingto have oil rubbed it them every day. Industrial bras, with under wires,support panels and lots of hooks. A kinky master into dildos, bondage, andbody piercings. A cane, dentures, a hearing aid, and eyes just bad enoughto fail at the D.M.V. And finally the chip in her brain, that would takeaway most of her will power. At least she was lucky Tom Young. He of course was thinking solely about Draco Malfoy’s little bitch, who they had already violated in front of his eyes. Impregnating her seemed like a pretty good second step in their ongoing revenge against Malfoy.‘No… Why don’t we use this on someone not enrolled at Hogwarts!’ George said, suddenly coming up with a diabolically ingenious plan.‘Wait… Like someone from Hogsmeade?’ asked a confused Fred.‘No… I was thinking more in line with our Triwizard guests and more specifically those. "Ooh, yes," she whispered. "That feels so good." The girl spread her thighs farther so that she could feel the fullness of his strong thighs pressing against the wetness between her legs.Janet responded to the grasp on her wrist as he pulled her hand down to his throbbing penis. She voluntarily stroked the massive muscle that was trying to free itself from the imprisonment of his clothing. She rubbed softly at first, then harder, exciting her partner. For a moment she stopped as he half rose.