An idea I had with the popualrity of my raven picture to use hermione in a similair scene, picked for her Iq she's having her tits expanded and her brain wiped to be a perfect cow. Intention of mass production in the future of future cowgirls to be used on dairy farms or for food. Hermiones a prototype set to test how far they need to go with the spell, doing it out of duty to professors and her own interests...

Bit I wrote related to it, not sure if i;ll write more:
“First off this is a modified potion here. Its imperitive that it be drunk in one go. The spell is channeled and magnifies with time, but once stopped, the body develops an immunity...” Said Kettleburn holding up the lightly bubbling conction in his hand. A clear long cup a foot in length with a slime like fluid in it, just barely liquid sloshed as he shook it making sure it settled.

“Second, like it's kin, the process is somewhat painful, so if you'd like to back out now, for I won't let you stop once we start until its impossible to continue....” The old man eyed the naked girl as she bent forwards, blushing. Her tiny nipples were hard from what Hermione would like to believe he thought was the cold but she knew full well was cause of the fact she was about to gain a large pair of cow like udders she had only dreamed she'd ever have.

“NO. No. It's fine professor.” Said Hermione coughing as her voice almost broke, she waved a hand as the other kept her upright on her upper leg. “We can continue.”

“Alright then, now drink my dear...” Said *Kettleburn tilting the bubbling green concoction to her lips. Hermione grimaced, taken aback by the taste and slight burn of it as the man reached out and put his hand on the back of her head, gently, but still forcefully, making sure she drank, all the while tilting the long cup back so that the foul tasting goop poured into her mouth. Hermione gagged, her eye watering as she gulped and felt her stomach flip flop at the same time her chest began to burn. The stuff tasted awful, a combination of over cooked spinach, cat hair, and a texture like the time she had had a snot flavored every flavor jellly bean. The taste of a heavily ediited and trimmed down polyjuice potion, something she had tasted somewhat before (with the appropriate issues, god she hoped it wasn't CAT hair again.) she tried to pull back by accident, but the proffessor kept his hand on the back of her head and kept the glass to her throat, pouring it quicker and quicker.

“Grrrglll!” Hermione winced, swallowing and gagging at the same time as more of the slime poured down her throat, her chest was on fire, and little sparks of magic danced across the skin as little sparks of heat and electricity danced inside of it. and as she swallwoed, her breasts began to expand, the tit fat doubling, then trippling, nipple bulging out. Her bent over pose allowing the now growing orbs to droop and dangle, taking on a tear drop shape of a smaller base with a large freckled and stretched globe at the ends, and as they got into a d, and then e cup rang, bounce back and forth wildly as her body twitched and spammed as she tried to drink the horrid brew, unconsciously stumbling and taking steps back.

Almost at her limit, Hermione now tried to actually pull back as she felt her throat rebel, and her stomach flip, unable to force herself to drink it anymore, but the professor was instant, watching her tits expand and waiting for the size he hoped for, and practically tilted the whole foot long cup back to let the concoction force its ways down her throat till Hermione couldn't even breathe, as he used two fingers from the cup to hold her nose shut so she'd swallow. Coughing and gagging in earnest now, unable to swallow or breathe the professor finally acquiesced, pulling back with still a third of the drink in his hand, dissapointed.

Resisting the urge to upchuck what she had just swallowed, not that she could as it magically digested and went straight to her body, and mostly to her breasts, Hermione stumbled back somewhat horrified at what the professor had done, but feeling to her surprise, her new large g cupped breasts boucne and flop, one of them banging into her knee as she moved to fast. The impact sent a wave of shock thru both of them them, making her eyes see spots for a moment as she bent forwarrds, tits flopping. They were intensely sensitive and it felt like someone had smacked them with a baseball bat, and while she had kneed them some what hard, the pain and flares that went thru the freckled globes was no where near what it should have been.

She gasped, reaching out to grab the sore breast and felt her fingers barely brush the tit before she pulled her fingers away as both her pussy gushed, and waves of pleasure surged thru her chest. Not quite cumming, but trembling, she realized the apparently the newly enhanced breast was reacting to ANY stimulation on a ridiculously high level, and Hermione had to fight the urge to try and stroke the now palm sized nipples to experiment in a lusty haze as the pain of her kneeing subsided.

The maelstrom of changes as she figured out and adjusted to her new body, forced the thought of the concoction from her mind even as she finished coughing and sputtering, wiping the green sludge from her lips with a free hand as she stared down at the twin massive globes of her breasts as the dangled below her, hands to either side of them, afraid to touch or hit them for a variety of reasons.

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