Novel & Cerita Hermione Granger Boobs

More beautiful than her friend. Her hair was straight, dark black in color and pouring down to her mid-back. Slim, full lips, strong cheek-bones, and smooth coloring. Her eyes glimmered with intelligence, but her body made you think otherwise. Even though she shorter and more petite than her friend, somehow, someway, her boobs were even bigger than her friend's. They were just huge. Massive, succulent breasts, nearly obscene, but they appeared to be all-natural like her friend's.

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.

He had probably been taking care of her since they were children. Still, my eyes naturally drifted over Mina's body. I had never seen her naked before. One thing was immediately obvious—Mina had huge boobs. They were heavy, full, and completely natural, spilling over her ribcage. Her nipples were slightly long, a soft, flushed pink color that stood out against her pale skin. Her overall skin was flawless, totally unblemished by scars or sun. Her slim, narrow waist flared out into soft hips. My eyes traveled lower, following the curve of her stomach down to the neat, low bush of dark curls. The hair barely concealed the plump, incredibly juicy pink slits of her pussy. She was beautiful in a v

I smiled and chuckled, remembering the look of awe in his eyes as he gazed at my ample breasts ~ ~ ~ "I bet he did!" Kim hooted with laughter. She looked terrific, as usual, with her brunette pixie haircut and huge, brown eyes. She oozed sexual confidence, but she had admitted to me on more than one occasion that she was totally jealous of my chestiness. My boobs were, in fact, one of my only body parts that I felt were above average. ~ ~ ~

I stole my childhood friend’s doll. Then, he called to complain. I listened to him wail as the doll sat in my hand, its texture somehow akin to that of human skin. Under its skirt was something remarkably female. This left me confused. ‘Is this doll female or male?’ Then, more importantly… ‘Did it come with both organs? Or is this modified?’ He sounded hysterical over the line. Surprised by this, I accidentally squished the doll’s limbs a little.

He was particular like that. “What am I going to doooooo?” the brunette wailed. Molly sighed and patted the woman on the back. “I’m sorry, maybe he’s not the man for you.” That was all Molly could say. She looked at the brunette, whom Molly thought was a stunning beauty. Compared to the F cup that the brunette had, Molly’s boobs were considered petite in size with a mere C cup. Unlike the brunette’s shiny hair which probably graced the hair salon every day, Molly’s was a simple wavy auburn one that she tied up in a neat ponytail.

I rolled my eyes at her dramatic pleading and went over to get a closer look at the flashy dresses. "With all due respect my friend, these clothes are way to slutty, it barely covers anything. It's a formal gathering Brooke, not a party. This is the most decent of the dresses "Brooke was very proud of her figure and her body, she had a perfect hour glass shape, the only think she complained about was not having big boobs, but no matter how many times I have explained the struggle she still wants to get a boob job for her decent sized boobs. Silly girl

She read. Her lips curved up into a full smile. "This is why the internet is sooo so good when it comes to relationships' '. She said before she turned off her phone and placed it on the table. "I got this''. She said while she lifted her hands up. Using her palms, she brushes her hair backwards before she parked it all up in a high ponytail. "Show him who is boss". She sneered as she tugged down her pants and was left fully naked. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror, she drew her attention down to her chest and lingered her eyes on her boobs. She has an athletic breast shape, so small and the type that would need a form bra to bring out her boobs. "Dammit, no matter how hard Diego s

I move along without saying anything. “Good evening, Mr. Russell,” the next girl says with a smile. Her hips are about to rip the apron she’s wearing; she’s had injections or a Brazilian butt lift, and is pushing the boundaries between human and cartoon. Her derriere would make Kim Kardashian look like she had a flat ass. “What I have for you is a grilled hickory rub watermelon with a soft-boiled egg.” I stare at her blankly. She responds by biting her lip, leaning forward on the table and twisting her hips to give me a side view of her over-the-top booty.

Hermione gradually retreat. He royal beta eyes gradually revert to it's human brown coloured eye's. Her fangs shortens to her tooth level. Same with her claws. It also retreats and shortens to her finger level. Her rage slightly and tempoarily depletes. She sigh, I smile victoriously. She ain't no dummy. Her decisions are wise and life saving. Am certain she performed the math. The power level math which obviously shoves me miles ahead her in power level and unviels her defeat.