What a Girl Wants

Chapter One: Hannah Abbott

Before the first Hogsmeade visit in her sixth year, Ginny developed a crush on Hannah Abbott. She was everything a Ginevra could desire: yellow-hair, a Hufflepuff, and a lack of confidence in herself. And Ginny's butt grew warm as she thought about farting on Hannah.

Sometimes they were together in a crowd, and in a paroxysm of frottage, Ginny would imagine rubbing her posterior against Hannah's body. But she never got the opportunity to put her dream into practice when that happened.

However, in October, Ginny saw her beloved at Madam Malkin's with Ernie Macmillan. She saw Hannah excuse herself and go to the bathroom. Unable to restrain herself, Miss Weasley followed her in. When Hannah had done her business, she washed her hands and was about to leave when Ginny blocked her exit.

"What is the meaning of this?" Hannah demanded to know.

Ginny stared at her with star-crossed eyes. "Oh, I just sort of…have a crush on you, that's all."

"What do you mean?" Hannah's eyes became wild.

"Oh, you're so beautiful and ditzy, and I can't get enough of you. Will you stop wasting your time with Ernie Macmillan and give your heart to me?"

"But, you're a girl, and that would make us lesbians. I don't want a bad name."

"What does it matter if we love each other?"

"I don't love you."

"Hannah, I'm sure you can grow to love me. Especially after I allow you to kiss my butt."

"Kiss your WHAT?"

"My butt. Just so I can fart on you, you know."

"Why would I let you do that?"

"It is I who give the permission around here. Come on, it can't hurt to try."

"Why should I kiss your butt?"

"Because tomorrow I'll kiss yours."

"That sounds like an interesting trade-off. Okay, I'll do it, Ginny, as long as you swear on Merlin's beard that you'll let me do the same to you."

"Yes, I do."

So Hannah lay on the bathroom floor as Ginny directed, and the redhead sat on her beloved's lips. Immediately a fart emerged from her anus, followed by a second.

"Wait, what's this? You didn't say anything about releasing gas on me."

"What do you expect me to do while I'm up here? It is my right to do this to you now, just as it'll be your right to do it to me when I'm under your butt."

Then Hannah's tongue slipped out of her mouth, and she licked Ginny's posterior. Surprisingly, it was incredibly delicious. She repeated the action a second and third time, ignoring the farts descending upon her.

It was not long before Ginny had to defecate. She had eaten pancakes the day before, and they were all digested now. So she released her feces for about a half-hour, then urinated in Hannah's mouth for three hours nonstop, during which time Hannah was living in a hazy dream. She could not speak while these processes were going on, for whatever reasons.

However, when both the poop flood and urine stream had ceased, she recollected herself. "What was that for?" she asked, obnoxiously.

"Oh, well, you're my toilet as long as you're kissing my butt. Every society that practices butt-kissing permits this; it is not foul-play. I suggest that you don't use the bathroom at all from now till you are sitting on me if you wish to get the full benefits of doing so."

Ginny continued to fart on Hannah until it was time to leave Hogsmeade. The next day, Hannah did not see Miss Weasley at all, even though she had kept away from the bathroom when she had to go and had eaten an excess amount of broccoli and cheese so that she could fart excessively when she finally got to sit on Ginny's lips. She began to think that the girl had stood her up, but just in case, she continued to eschew the restroom.