Inside the classroom stands a fully undressed Draco Malfoy, leaning back against the blackboard, eyes closed and hand resting on the head of a equally...nude boy with a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead."Merlin, Potter," Draco gasped, gripping the Boy Who Lived's hair reflexively as Harry's lips slid down to the base of his erect penis, buried deep in his partner's throat. "Who knew you'd be so damn good at this?"Harry chose not to respond to the blonde Slytherin, working his mouth all. The fear, and the fear, and quite simplythe stark terror of what was happening were sending waves of painthrough me. At Mistress' direction, I could almost be quiet. Almost. ButI couldn't stop my body from shuddering. I was practically spasming.The cause wasn't from my newly nipple wired giant breasts. Those, floppybefore, they were so big, had been encased by the latex suit. The suitwas cut to accommodate them, in a four square glued pattern, and helpedstick out and high, with the rubber. She then produced a box andopened it. "Arent these divine?" There was a pair of earrings - smallgold bells dangling. She lifted them up and rang them. "We will knowexactly where baby is know! And wont it be annoying for you hearingbells every time you move!" She could hardly contain her laughter as shefitted them in the holes and sealed the backs on with superglue. Shethen got a jar of baby food and put it in a bowl. She added groundViagra and the usual laxatives and diuretics. "Unfortunately. Laying you down, I would move my body on top of yours, kissing you again as you unbutton my shirt. Bare, our chests would press together, I would tell you how long I’ve wanted to feel your skin against mine. I move down as you finger the hair on the back of my neck, kissing your breasts, placing my mouth over your nipples, running my tongue over them as they become alert in my mouth. I would kiss the side of one as my hand cups the other. Moving my mouth down your tight, flat stomach, you wrap.