Chapter #6Hermione's Panty Pet by: Unknown As Hermione alternated between reading her book, and glancingout of the window, watching the world pass by, she had to admit that this journey had turned out quite differently, and perhaps more enjoyable than she had expected.
She had known about Harry Potter of course, he was mentioned in a number of her books, and she had thought that when she got to Hogwarts she might meet him, and perhaps they could be friends. Instead, he had apparently shrunk himself, hoping that a girl might sit on him. She had been that girl, and whilst at first he had sat on him accidentally, it was no accident that, having discovered his presence, sha had sat on him even more firmly. If Harry wanted to be her seat, then her seat he would become. She had even shrunk him even further, to add to his torment beneath her.
Perhaps that last had been a mistake though. Now that he was no more than 1cm in height, she could no longer feel him under her skirt, and she had to admit, she had come to enjoy feeling him buried under there. Maybe if she brought him closer to her butt cheek, she might feel his presence a little more.
Yes, that was right! She needed to bring him closer.
She stood up for a moment, and Harry felt her collossal weight (From his perspective) suddenly lift away from him. Had she changed her mind? He hoped so, she was putting him through absolute hell. What had he done to deserve such treatment? Contrary to what she thought, he hadn't shrunk him self, nor had he asked to be sat upon. With that girl mountain sitting on him, how was he still alive? Was it over, please could she tell him it was over?
Hermione couldn't make out Harry on her chair at first, and had to feel around in the area where her butt cheek had rested until she felt his tiny form with one of her fingers. It amused her to discover that she couldn't just lift him; she had to peel him off the seat; having sat so firmly upon him that he was stuck to the cushion. Harry screamed as his skin was forcibly separated from the fibres of the cushion, but at his size, Hermione couldn't hear him. He seemed to be in pain though, and that pleased her.
"This isn't a reprieve" she informed him "at your size, I can't feel you under my skirt, so I'm going to bring you closer."
Harry wasn't quite sure what she meant but then Hermione lifted the back of her skirt, and pulled her panties away from her butt. "NOOOO!" He yelled as she lifted him over the back of her panties, giving him an ample view of her humongous butt cheeks.
Again, she didn't hear him, or ignored him. She lowered him into the back of her underwear, then released him, letting them slip back into place, trapping Harry inside. She touched her hand to the back of her panties, feeling for where Harry was, and was pleased to feel him trapped against her right butt cheek, at a point where he would definitely feel her weight on him when she sat down.
Pleased that Harry was where she wanted him, she let her skirt drop back into place then moved to stand in front of the seat once more, before she sat down quickly.
That was better, she could definitely feel Harry's tiny body under her butt now, She leaned her weight on her right butt cheek, putting as much pressure upon Harry as possible. At first she might have viewed sitting on Harry as a form of punishment, and she still did, but she had to admit that he felt soooo good under there.
For Harry, it was even more hellish than before. It wasn't just that he felt her weight bearing down on him, through her backside, now he was one with her butt flesh. The soft skin of her butt covered him, surrounded him, molded itself to him. Her backside was everywhere, and it felt quite warm, not warm enough to bake him, but Harry started to sweat. Also, her body's natural fragrance was quite overpowering from this position.
Hermione was content, she could feel Harry beneath her once again, his every laboured breath, his every twitch was detected by her butt. He was there, he was alive, and he was her seat. That was all she wanted from him, perhaps all she ever wanted.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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