Dolores sat upright, still reeling from her transformation. Bamboozled as to it's cause, she was outraged at this.... being sent back to school. She hated being dressed like everyone else, and lacking the least hint of her favourite colour. She ground her teeth, hating not just the other students, but part of herself too, for being one!
"This has all the hallmarks of Dumbledore." she muttered to herself. The only piece of secret pleasure she felt was how firm and pert her bust felt once again. Feeling the lacy, teasing embrace of a daring bra beneath her blouse, rather than a sturdier, less sexy one.
- - - - -
Feeling the shortness of her skirt as she bustled from the library, she was on the hunt for any trace of her regime. She couldn't have been simply erased from the role! The very idea was outrageous!
Storming off, she caught the furtive glances of the boys, admiring her youthful physique, and the taut movement of her bust. The tense movement of her ass, as she strode up the stairs. It was just.... just..... too obscene, she thought to herself.
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