Inbetween the regular visits, Harry spent his time eating and reading in the hospital wing. The constant eating and lack of exercise was starting to show up on her figure. Her belly had softened, to the point where many of her shirts had ridden up, causing no small amount of embarrassment when Hermione or Ginny would show up. Her breasts also seemed fuller, softer, and to be constantly escaping the confines of her bra. When she decided to wear a bra. She could only assume that her ass was getting nice and plump, judging by the way that they stretched her pants to the limit. By that time, he had not cared what was on his clothes in a week. Hermione insisted in helping him clean up a bit as a girl, and gave him laundry on a regular basis. He had started to wonder if this was out of kindness, or something else. After all, the clothes he received were often more than a little tight. He had also noticed an uptick in the amount of gas he expelled on a daily basis. Maybe it had something to do with his slug like habits as of late, but he really did not want to think about that as he slowly drifted off to sleep, gently touching his belly and breasts as he did so.
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