AN: Thanks for reviews! I was surprised most people loved the Septima lemon the most, lol. It was the trickiest one to write considering Septima isn't exactly a huge boobed lingerie clad seductress like Fleur. Speaking of Fleur, this is a Lesbomancy chapter. :)

Chapter 12:

Lily and Hermione managed to grab a quick nap each back at their respective Houses and they met up again outside the Chambers of Lesbomancy. Lesbomancy was the very first class of the day and despite their lack of sleep they were actually early. Lily's stomach was already stirring with excitement from wondering what new delights they might learn today.

Ginny was early as well, even though the angry redhead often spoke of quitting Lesbomancy due to her rather inexplicable hatred of Fleur, and together they entered the classroom together as a little group and filed passed Professor Delacour's desk to hand in their papers. The woman was sitting on the actual desk, blonde and stunningly voluptuous with her huge breasts and her legs folded, and it filled them with lust just to say good morning.

Fleur bid them good morning in return with her French accent and sultry smile and told them all to undress before class began. The bright morning sun that poured through the windows was sparkling on the gold jewellery that decorated the Veela woman's gorgeous body and the room was already heady with incense. She was wearing her pink sling bikini that covered nothing and her flowing blonde hair was in a high golden ponytail.

The girls nodded and moved over to the hooks on the wall where they began peeling out of their skimpy black satin uniforms and hanging each tiny article from the hooks. Ginny looked like she had missed a little sleep too, heavy eyed and yawning, and Lily and Hermione shared a smile. They both remembered how they had seen Ginny leave the stables this morning.

"Oh, Ginny, I forgot to ask," Hermione said. "Did you end up completing the assignment, or…?"

Ginny became embarrassed, shaking her head as she dropped her panties and stepped out of them and hung them on a hook. "Um, no," she said. "I couldn't find an instructor. Guess I fail this one."

Hermione grinned and pulled off her top. "Well, that's a shame."

Ginny chuckled awkwardly as if she agreed. Lily shared a look with Hermione as Hermione hung her halter on a hook, topless and smug, and they both had to supress giggles. They were curious at how their redhaired friend had ever ended up getting naked in the stables with Professor Malfoy but they would have to wait till later. Class was about to begin.

Most of the other girls were naked by now and they were settling down on the pillows in the carpeted pit in the center of the room. Many of them had kept their shoes on and they were arranged in their usual pairs. Carmilla and Laura, the human girl cuddled at the vampire's side with the vampire's fingers petting at the blonde girl possessively. Padma and Parvati, side by side, smiling at Lily as Lily sat down across the pit with Hermione. Darkskinned twins with dark eyes and darkcolored breasts. Lily smiled back and gave them a nod.

Ginny was sitting with the purplehaired girl named Veronica and the purplehaired beauty was grinning over her shoulder at Hermione. Hermione gave her a wink and Veronica winked back, the two of them with an odd sort of kinship that had begun during that first orgy where the two girls had become quite thoroughly acquainted.

Fleur was still sitting on her desk and she had been browsing a few of the papers that had been handed in while the class get settled. Now that all the girls were comfortably waiting in the pit of pillows she set down the paper she was glancing over and rose and sallied forth to the front of the class in her pink high heels, swinging her hips in a way that commanded all attention. The whispered gossip stopped and all girls looked up with faces eager to learn, sitting up on the pillows, smiling, naked little breasts with nipples already stiffening in anticipation.

"Good morning, class," Fleur was saying, beginning the day with a beautiful smile.

"Morning, Professor Delacour," the class responded in a sing song chant like little girls.

Fleur came to a stop with a hand on her hip, a posture of authority but accessibility as well. "As I'm sure you remember, today is ze day when your assignment is due. If anyone hasn't handed zeir paper in yet, I want it on my desk by ze end of the day. Who managed to complete every component?"

The girls were a little slow to respond. They shared some glances and then slowly some hands were raised. Those hands were joined by more hands until just over half the class had their hands in the air, Hermione, Lily, Carmilla, Laura, Veronica among them. Ginny kept her own hand down, blushing in embarrassment over what she must've done with Professor Malfoy, and Hermione thought that was amusing.

Fleur raised her brows in faux-surprise but she was smiling. "Only half? Zat is very disappointing. But do not worry. Zis assignment will not count too much against your final scores. I assigned it mostly as a challenge. I am very curious to read all about your adventures."

The girls smiled and relaxed a little. Fleur said that last part with a particular smile at Lily and Lily felt a flush of pride. She knew the professor was going to love her paper.

Fleur allowed the smiles to spread throughout the group and then she shifted her weight onto her other leg and readied her wand to continue the lesson.

"For today, however, we're going to learn a fun new charm," she said. "Zis is one of my favourites. Observe: Transformus Titticus!"

The professor tapped the tip of her wand to her already ample breasts and suddenly the breasts swelled to double their size.

A round of giggles went through the pit. The girls had already seen this charm so it was mostly amusement and not shock. Fleur's breasts were now the size of watermelons, straining against the strips of silk of her pink sling bikini, and she smiled and turned and paced up and backward before the class to show them off, those huge boobs jiggling with each step of her high heels.

"As you can see, ze purpose of zis charm is to alter one's breasts," she said. "Zat is all. A modest charm, if a little immodest as well, hm?"

She gave the class a wink and the class giggled again. Fleur came to a stop in front of them and readied her wand again.

"With zis charm we can control the size of our breasts at will," she said. "Bigger or smaller. We can make zem very tiny…"

The tip of the wand glowed and a white energy sprinkled over those mounds and shrunk them down to a pair of tiny little bumps on her chest no bigger than Lily's. Lily grinned. That looked even weirder on the voluptuous instructor that the large ones.

Fleur smiled and flicked the wand again.

"…or large…"

Another sprinkle of white light and they grew again back to the size of watermelons. The class chuckled, liking that look much more than the smaller ones, and the professor smirked and flicked the wand once more.

"…or utterly grotesque."

This time the white light gushed out of the tip of the wand and her breasts grew and grew until they spilled out of her sling bikini and hit the floor with an audible thud.

A squeal of laughter erupted from the pit as the girls jumped on their pillows and grinned and glanced at each other in disbelief. Fleur had turned to her side slightly and her breasts were like gigantic sacks attached to her chest, pouring down the front of her body and pooling on the floor at her feet. Each breast was larger than the woman herself.

Fleur waited for the shrieks to die down a little and then she smiled as well.

"Zis, obviously, is ridiculous," she said. "But fun as well. I'd encourage you all to try it at least one time."

The girls were still laughing as she tapped the wand to her breasts again. The breasts shrunk down back to their regular size, which was still very large, and the professor tucked them back into her bikini daintily.

Lily was the only girl in the pit who hadn't laughed. She was wide-eyed and grinning and excited deep in her body. She loved tits more than anything and she thought that last pair had been superhot. She couldn't wait to learn the charm. She only hoped Hermione would cast it on herself and enlarge her breast to that same monstrous size so that Lily could roll around in them and get lost in all their softness.

Many of the other girls seemed very excited as well, particularly the less endowed ones. Girls like Carmilla and Veronica, who had naturally big boobs, were just smirking, but other girls like Ginny were bright-eyed at the idea of adding a little more shape to the bumps on their chests. The Patil twins glanced at each other's chests, as if to glance in the mirror, but they were both quite plumply shaped and they seemed to have little complaints.

Hermione had laughed at the charm but she seemed to have some concerns as well. "Professor Delacour?"

Fleur had finished tucking her breasts into her bikini and now she smiled at Hermione. "Yes, Hermione?"

Hermione lowered her hand to her lap. "I don't mean to be a prude or anything, but aren't their more important charms we should be learning than something like this?"

Fleur clucked her tongue and smirked. "Ah, Miss Granger. Do not underestimate ze importance of enhancement charms. In order to properly gain mastery over our bodies we will also learn to craft our bodies. Zis is only the first we will be learning. Eventually we will be able to sculpt our bodies like artists."

Hermione raised her hand again. "But what about individuality? Shouldn't we also be proud of who we are, flaws and all?"

Some of the girls rolled their eyes at that. Lily was one of them, smiling and shaking her head. In the choice between bigger boobs and individuality she would choose bigger boobs every time.

Some of the other girls, however, nodded thoughtfully at Hermione's concerns and Fleur seemed to take them seriously as well. She smiled and nodded in approval of the question.

"Individuality is important, oui, but ze Lezbomancer never seeks to change ze self," she said. "Only to enhance it. True beauty does not come from magic. It comes from inside. We only use magic to reveal it and make it shine, no different from makeup or high heels."

Hermione nodded at that, comfortable with the logic. Lily smirked at her and shook her head again and then she turned back to Fleur and raised her hand.

"So how do we know what the correct size for our breasts is?" she asked.

"Zat is simple," Fleur went on with a smile. "Experiment. Try new things. Wear zem large for a while and zen wear zem small. Change them according to occasion. When attending a dance you might perhaps indulge some cleavage. While playing Quidditch you might wish to flatten them entirely."

The girls were nodding at this, beginning to understand the more practical applications of the spell. Lily was grinning but not at the idea of flattening them for Quidditch. Instead she would make them really huge. It wouldn't affect the aerodynamics too much and it would look so much more impressive.

Fleur smiled at them and spread her arms. "Everything is a journey," she said. "Our ultimate goal as Lezbomancers is to achieve mastery of our selves and our bodies and zat can only come from time and experience."

More nods, smiles blooming through the room. Hermione was satisfied now and she gave Lily a smile. Lily returned the smile and then turned back to Fleur.

"Professor, can I ask one more question?" she asked with her hand raised.

Fleur smiled at her. "Of course, Lily."

"Are those your natural sized breasts?"

The question took the sultry professor off-guard. A blush came over her face and she chuckled embarrassedly. "Oh, dear," she said. "What an awkward question. Lily, how could you embarrass me like this? To ask such a thing in front of all my students—tsk, tsk, tsk."

Lily grinned guiltily and the rest of the class chuckled and shook their heads at her. Lily hadn't realized it would be an awkward question. Hermione rolled her eyes with a smile and Ginny smirked at Fleur's embarrassment. Fleur was only playfully embarrassed, however—mostly just to make her girls smile—and she recovered from it gracefully enough.

"I'm afraid I will have to decline to answer," she said. "My body is what it is."

Lily blushed sheepishly. "Sorry, Professor."

Fleur waved it off elegantly. "It is no problem, Lily dear. Only be more tactful in the future when approaching such topics. I mean, really. You might as well ask a woman her age."

More chuckles from the girls. Lily scratched the back of her neck awkwardly. Hermione took her arm and held it, the two of them relaxing against a bank of pillows, completely naked, legs folded with their shoes still on their feet.

Fleur clapped her hands together.

"Now," she said. "For today we will be practicing zis charm and polishing our breastplay skills. Breastplay is a fundamental technique and perhaps my most favorite. I will, of course, offer myself for a brief demonstration. Who will volunteer to play with my breasts?"

Every hand shot into the air.

Fleur chuckled, her hands folded over her breasts coyly. She seemed quite flatted at the response her breasts had gotten for her but then she noticed there was one girl who hadn't raised her hand. Ginny. The redhaired girl was sitting there, near the center of the pit, and she was frowning with her hands buried decisively in her lap. Her own breasts were quite small and Fleur could see the jealousy and resentment in the young girl's eyes and it gave Fleur a surge of desire.

"Ginny," she said. "I think you're pretty lips will be perfect."

The hands began to lower disappointedly. A few groans, a few pouts. Ginny's glare deepened at Fleur and Fleur knew she shouldn't try the young Weasley's patience but she just couldn't resist.

Smiling, the professor turned to that marble altar that she used for demonstrations and sat down upon it daintily. Ginny had risen from the pit and now she came over and knelt down at Fleur's feet, still glaring up at her. Fleur was impressed at her ire. It was difficult to glare at something as gorgeous as she but the small redhead was managing quite well.

The rest of the class had risen as well and now they came over to watch. They formed a loose semicircle around the altar and the ones in front knelt down so that the ones behind them could see. Fleur smiled as they got into position and then she flicked her wand at her breasts.

"First we adjust our breasts to optimum size," she said, casting the charm non verbally, the tip of the wand sprinkling white energy. "Zis is strictly up to personal preference, both yours and your partner's. I prefer zem large and I hope you do as well, Ginny dear."

Ginny had to bite down on her tongue to keep her emotions in check, kneeling there before this woman she hated so much while her breasts swelled slightly and grew just a bit larger, a bit more shapelier, a bit more succulent. They were now just bigger than large coconuts, the soft swollen mounds of them straining against that pink silk as if they longed to be free.

Fleur lowered her wand once she was happy with them and then she slipped the straps of her sling bikini from her shoulders. The strips of cloth fell away from her breasts and revealed them in all their glory. A wave of excitement washed over the spectators and even Ginny herself. As much as the redhead hated the snooty French Veela there was no way to deny how incredibly gorgeous she was. Hunger was stirring in her stomach but still she continued to glare.

Fleur smiled down at her as she lowered those straps and made sure her breast squished a little between her arms, squirming her torso suggestively as if she simply ached to be touched. Licked. Sucked. Once the straps were completely down she sat up straight and preened her naked chest a little. Ginny was eyelevel with her breasts, kneeling there on the floor, but she refused to look at them.

"Well, Ginny?" murmured the French woman. "What do you think? Go ahead. Don't be shy."

Ginny glared at her and then lowered her glare to those breasts. But no matter how much she tried to hate them they were just too big. Too gorgeous. Too beautiful.

"Begin with your hands," Fleur told her with a smile. "Stroke zem fondly. Gaze at zem. Enjoy zem."

Ginny placed her hands on those mounds and a shiver went through her at how soft they were. And how heavy. Her glare faltered as the full warm weight of them was felt in her palms. She gave them a tentative caress, shivering again from that indescribable softness, and let out the breath she was holding.

Fleur was looking at her, watching, and Ginny felt a reluctant surge of worship as her eyes flickered up at the woman. She lowered them again to those breasts and began stroking them. She was getting excited deep in her bones. She didn't like it but she couldn't help it. The nipples on those enormous mounds were beginning to harden and now Ginny passed the pads of her thumbs over them.

A soft gasp came out of the woman and the nipples went a little hard. Ginny felt a thrill of power over those tiny nubs and flicked them with her thumbs again. They hardened some more, becoming really stiff now, and Ginny began tracing circles around them with the pads of her thumbs.

"Mmm," Fleur said in a pleasurable moan. "Watch closely, class. Ginny once again proves herself to be a natural. She begins slowly and does not rush. Yes. Excellent work, Miss Weasley. Continue, please."

Ginny looked up at her, heart racing and her mouth almost smiling, and then she lowered her eyes back to those breasts. Her throat was throbbing and now she leaned forward slowly and applied a gentle lick to one of those taut swollen nipples.

Fleur moaned deeply in enjoyment, her lips spread in a luscious smile, and then she opened her eyes and looked at the class with Ginny's lips fastened to one of her nipples.

"Breastplay is not only a fundamental technique of ze Lezbomancer, but an essential one as well," she said to them. "Ze stimulation, of course, cannot compare to clitoral or vaginal, but sex isn't about achieving orgasm as quickly as possible. It is about love. And intimacy. And enjoying ze fruits of the body. Savouring them. Relishing them. And what more ripened fruits does a woman possess zan her breasts, hm? What fruits does she have zat are more desirable?"

Lily was staring, mesmerized, unblinking, licking her lips because they had gone dry. Hermione was very fascinated too and so were the rest of the girls. Padma and Parvati were arm in arm, watching with wide grins, and Laura was kneeling on the floor for a closer look. The vampire Carmilla, advanced student that she was, was sitting on the teacher's desk with her legs crossed, a small distance away but still watching quite avidly.

Ginny by now had become emboldened and she had taken big handfuls of those gorgeous globes while she sucked on the nipples, one first, then the other. She was squeezing them and massaging them, squishing them together and rolling them around Fleur's chest. Fleur was now wearing a lusty pink blush and she was watching Ginny with a smile. Ginny had her eyes closed and she would only open them to switch nipple as she licked and suckled.

Fleur moaned and continued her lecture. "Breasts are soft," she said. "Breasts are round. Their very shape beggars affection. We all have our preferences, of course, but it is a dull woman indeed who cannot understand ze immense desirability of breasts. A woman is defined by her breasts more zan any other feature. Positioned prominently on her chest, zey perhaps guard her heart even more zan her ribcage. Cushioning all advances and assessing every attempt on her body. Before you can open a woman's legs, you must ask permission from her breasts. Breasts are a woman's bulwark. To master a woman, you must first master her breasts."

Ginny moaned loudly, now all but munching on the older woman's mounds, squeezing them in her hands and stuffing as much of them into her mouth as possible, sucking on her entire areola and then switching to the other one.

Lily continued to stare, watching every movement. Her stomach was rolling with hunger. She wished she could've been the volunteer for this one so much. Her pussy was wet and throbbing and she couldn't wait until it was their turn to try.

Fleur moaned deeply, reclining a little on the altar, topless, the sun sparkling on the gold necklace she wore and the gold bangles around her arms.

"Mmm," she murmured. "Ze techniques, of course, are quite simple. Licking. Sucking. Massaging. Let your mood and ze mood of your partner guide you. Breasts are simple things. Little more than warm lumps of loveliness. It is zat simplicity zat makes zem so elegant and beautiful."

Another moan came out of her and by now her cheeks were fully flushed with arousal. You could smell it in the air among the incense, that sweet spice of Veela lust.

"Oh, Ginny," she went on. "You have made my breasts very happy. Zey approve of your mouth so much zey demand I open my legs for you as well."

Fleur leaned back on the altar and lifted her legs into the air and spread them wide. All she wore on them were pink high heels and a gold bangle around one thigh. A strip of pink cloth covered her entrance but the redhaired girl on her knees peeled it away and licked at the wet netherlips behind it with no hesitation or reluctance. Ginny's appetite had sharpened so much from those delectable breasts that now she wanted all of the woman she could get.

Fleur moaned loudly, high and beautiful, and rocked back on the altar until she was flat on her back on the marble surface. The class gathered around and clustered in groups to watch, mesmerized, wet between their thighs. Fleur's breasts were splayed on her chest, one of them rolling to the side, and her eyes were closed and her mouth was spread in a wide smile. Her legs were high in the air, the toes of her pink shoes pointing at the ceiling, and she orgasmed like that on the altar as if to offer up her moans to some goddess of lust above them all.

Ginny continued licking as those legs loosened and slowly came down again. Fleur was breathing deeply and happily and now she sat up and petted Ginny's red hair. Ginny was confused at how easily she succumbed to her hunger but she managed to glare a little bit as she wiped her mouth. Fleur smiled at her and at the rest of the class.

"You see how powerful breastplay can be?" she asked them breathlessly. "My poor vagina had no say in ze matter. Its fate was sealed before my legs even opened by Ginny's command over my breasts. Zat was very lovely, Ginny, thank you."

Ginny glared at her, unsure how she should feel about this, and stood up and rejoined the rest of the class. Her vagina was throbbing and wet and she was embarrassed that she had done all that in front of the class even though the class only envied her.

Fleur was still smiling, quite happy from that orgasm, and now she lifted the straps of her sling bikini and slipped them back onto her shoulders before rising from the altar and tucking her breasts behind those strips of pink silk. Her scent was in the air and she was smiling brightly.

"So," she said. "Did you all enjoy the demonstration?"

Eager nods from the girls, grinning, naked, eager to get some practice for themselves. Fleur smiled at them and nodded.

"Good," she said. "Now you may pair up and practice ze charm. Find an optimum size for your breasts and have fun. Breastplay is your focus. Begin now while I get started grading your papers. Bonus points for any girl who can make her partner orgasm by stimulating her nipples only."

Lily giggled at that and turned to Hermione excitedly. Hermione sighed, smiling with a roll of her eyes, and took Lily's hand and led her to one of the beds.

The rest of the girls broke up into partners as well. Ginny fell in with Veronica and the two of them crawled into the pit of pillows together along with several other girls. Carmilla was still sitting on Fleur's desk, legs crossed, pale and gorgeous, perched there with a smirk as the professor approached. Fleur smiled and trailed her fingers over Carmilla's lap as she went by. Carmilla smiled at that, one seductress to another, Vampire and Veela, and then she hopped off the desk and moved over to Laura.

Lily and Hermione had taken one of the beds and they both had their wands out. They were kneeling on the mattress, facing each other, naked, and Lily was giddy with excitement. Hermione smiled at her.

"I have a feeling you're going to love this charm," she said.

"Me too," Lily said with a giggle, and then she flicked the wand at her chest. "Transformus Titticus!"

White light sprinkled over the small white mounds on her chest and then suddenly they ballooned outward and bounced and spilled into her lap.

Hermione burst out laughing. Other girls around the room were having similar reactions to their own partners as well as the incantation echoed through the room and boobs ballooned to double and triple their natural sizes, girls giggling and shaking their new tits, girls grinning and grabbing up huge handfuls of them.

Lily grinned broadly and preened her chest and put her hands behind her head to model her new breasts for Hermione. The breasts were pale and gigantic and the areolas were as big as an open hand, the nipples like noses. Hermione had covered her mouth with one hand and her eyes were sparkling with amusement, horror, lust. Lily giggled at her expression.

"How do I look?" she asked.

Hermione chuckled and put her hands on those huge mounds and lifted them in her palms. She let her eyes roam over them as she squeezed them and squished them together and then she lifted her smirk to Lily.

"Yummy," she said, and then she lunged with her mouth at one of those nipples, the nub so huge it seemed to fill her entire mouth.

Lily giggled and allowed herself to be pushed onto her back as Hermione straddled her and grabbed up her new and gigantic tits and started sucking at them.

That class was easily the best class of the week. The room was filled with a din of laughter and moans and sucking sounds as girls experimented with different sizes, on themselves or on their partner. Most of them went as large as possible right away and many of the girls could hardly even kiss each other for all the huge amounts of flesh squished between them.

There was only about twenty minutes of the class left but both Lily and Hermione were able to complete their bonus objective of making each other orgasm from only their nipples. Lily's nipples had always been sensitive but enlarging them made them even more sensitive and she moaned and squirmed on her back as Hermione licked and squeezed and stretched her mouth wide to engulf as much of those hard massive nubs between her lips as she could. Lily had enlarged them to a truly abnormal size but Hermione allowed herself to let loose and enjoy it, unruly as they were. Those massive mounds were slipping and sliding all over her chest like flasks of quicksilver and it was all Hermione could do to grab handfuls and keep them in one place. She even slapped at them a little bit as if to make them behave and she continued to lick and suck at them until finally Lily orgasmed with her legs open and nothing inside her vagina.

After that it was Hermione's turn and Hermione, as a woman of taste, only enlarged herself to the point of a few extra inches of bust. Lily teased her to make them bigger but Hermione rather liked them. Her natural size had always been sufficient for her body but the enlargement was rather empowering. With her bushy brown hair and prim attitude she looked like an intellectual pornstar. Hermione giggled and shook them for Lily, surprised at how fun it was to feel them jiggle so much, and Lily giggled as well before taking them into her hands and pushing Hermione onto her back. Hermione started moaning as her nipples were engulfed, one then the other, until finally her thighs clenched together in sweet spasm as she orgasmed purely from Lily's nipplework.

By now an informal orgy had been struck up in the pit of pillows and girls were calling for Lily and Hermione to come join them. Lily giggled and climbed out of the bed and almost fell over from the weight of her massive breasts. They hung almost to her knees and they swung side to side like pendulums with each step and they dragged on the floor as she crawled into the pit. Hermione laughed at all that and she was greeted with catcalls and wolfwhistles as she swaggered over with her new set of tits, preening, swinging her hips proudly. As usual she had proven to be an expert at the new charm and she had achieved more perfection in her breasts than any other girl in the room.

Almost every breast in the pit was larger than the pillows they were reclining on and the girls were comparing with friends and laughing and making adjustments before helping themselves to large handfuls, providing feedback and nipple sucking. A few Vibratus charms had been conjured and girls squealed with surprise as they were taken from behind with vibrating rods inserted into their vaginas.

The largest breasts in the pit were Lily's and soon she was on her back among the pillows while a cluster of girls groped her up and played with them. Ginny was one of the girls and her own breasts were as big as Fleur's, swinging from her chest with the movements of her arms. Lily licked her lips and smiled at them and Ginny giggled and crawled over and dipped her nipples into Lily's mouth one at a time.

Hermione had gathered a small crowd of admirers and she was giving them a lecture on proportion, waving her wand and making small adjustments to their breasts, correcting them, improving shape. The girls admired her work and admired her breasts and soon Hermione had five pairs of hands on her chest, ten hands total, and they were stroking her up and caressing her chest until another pair of hands came around from behind. These hands had purple nailpolish on their fingernails and Hermione looked back and smiled to see Veronica. Veronica smiled as well and squeezed Hermione's tits and Hermione opened her mouth to receive a kiss as Veronica's own enlarged breasts squished into her back.

The Patil twins had used each other as mirrors and enlarged each other's breasts to identical size, letting them swell into huge and soft darkskinned mounds on their chests, and now they were touching each other experimentally, stroking each other's globes, massaging them in circles, intimate but at a distance, afraid to cross any line that they weren't supposed to cross. Their eyes were dark and sparkling and bridled with something secret until they were interrupted by friends who wanted to see their breasts.

Carmilla the vampire had indulged a little enlargement as well. Her breasts were now triple the size but she wore those massive white mounds well and she reclined against some pillows majestically while the blonde girl named Laura played with them affectionately like a pet, hands and mouth, licking at them and suckling at the nipples and massaging them like loafs of succulent white dough, until the vampire orgasmed without any vaginal or clitoral assistance, them too completing their bonus objective.

The orgy continued for the rest of class but class was over before the orgy could really get started. Some of the girls had called to Fleur for the professor to come join them but instead Fleur rose from her desk and clapped her hands to tell them to get dressed.

A groan went up but they did as they were told. Some of the girls left their breasts enlarged but most of them returned them to their regular size, including Hermione and thankfully Lily. Lily reduced her breasts all the way back to normal, shrinking them down to two small mounds on her chest, and then she looked at them and cocked her head and asked Hermione if they seemed smaller than usual. Hermione rolled her eyes and smiled and climbed out of the pit.

Their robes were still hanging from hooks and the girls were chatting as they got dressed. Some of the girls found that their haltertops didn't fit anymore and they had to reduce their breasts a little. Hermione and Lily stepped into their knickers happily and even Ginny was smiling after such a fun lesson.

Fleur was sitting on her desk, watching them, and she smiled as they began filing out. "Well done, girls," she called out to them. "Zis is only the first enhancement charm we will learn. Eventually we will learn to control all aspects of our bodies, from eye color to height and even bone structure."

The girls grinned at that and continued filing out, gossiping now about which parts of their bodies they would love to change. Lily was smiling and she wandered back over to Fleur's desk.

"No homework tonight, Professor Delacour?" she asked her, almost wishing there was.

Fleur chuckled, perched there on the edge of the desk. "No, no, no homework tonight. You all worked so hard on your assignments and you all did a wonderful job. Oh, and Ginny?"

Ginny and Hermione had been waiting for Lily by the door. The rest of the girls were gone and now Hermione and Ginny came wandering over to the desk. Ginny had also reduced her breasts back to normal and she regarded the voluptuous instructor with a guarded frown.

"Yes, Professor?" she asked.

Fleur smiled at her. "I'm very glad you decided to stay with us," she said. "Your work on your assignment was very impressive. You've earnt full marks."

Ginny softened a little at that but then Hermione smirked.

"I thought you didn't complete it?" she asked the redhaired girl.

Lily grinned. "Yeah, didn't you say you never found an instructor to sleep with?"

Ginny grew flustered, wide eyed, and started backing away from her friends. "I didn't," she blurted. "I mean, you know. I was just…"

But instead of coming up with some excuse she turned and scampered out of the room.

Lily and Hermione chuckled and turned back to Fleur. Fleur was puzzled at the exchange, perched on the edge of her desk in her pink sling bikini.

"May we see Ginny's paper, Professor Delacour?" Hermione asked her.

Fleur shook her head and slipped off the desk. "I'm afraid not," she said. "Perhaps I should not have mentioned anything."

Lily giggled. "Was it Professor Malfoy?"

Fleur smiled but she didn't answer. She had gathered up all the sheets of parchment from her desk and she put them in a drawer and slid the drawer closed again before turning back to Lily.

"I was very impressed with your written work as well, Lily," she said. "An encounter with a Metamorphmagus is special indeed. Soon perhaps you will be able to morph your body the same way she can."

Lily chuckled at that. "I doubt it, she can even change gender."

Fleur chuckled as well. "Oh yes, zey have quite a few tricks up zeir sleeves. I'm sure you will learn a lot from her. But most of all I was intrigued by your incident in ze dungeons of ze castle. It seems you have equal aptitude for both submission and domination."

Hermione smiled at Lily and Lily shrugged modestly. Fleur regarded the darkhaired girl for a moment. Small and adorable but with untold power and potential inside. Lily blushed under the gaze and Fleur smiled.

"It's interesting," she said. "Most girls have a proclivity one way or ze other. But you, dear Lily, seem capable of everything."

Hermione took Lily's arm and held it proudly. "Lily is special."

Fleur nodded, her arms folded under her breasts. "She is indeed. I'm very grateful to have her in my class. And you as well, Hermione. You are my two favorite students. But don't tell ze others."

The professor lifted a finger to her lips to caution silence and then she giggled and sat down behind her desk.

Lily and Hermione giggled as well and made their way out of the classroom. Once they were at the door Hermione leaned to Lily's ear.

"I think Ginny is her real favorite," she whispered.

Lily grinned back. "Me too."

Hermione giggled again and Lily giggled as well as they continued out into the corridor.

AN: This one was a lot of fun to write, but you probably guessed that, lol. I just hope it turned out okay. I write very fast, so it's impossible for me to know. Some people might've been a little turned off by the abnormally huge enlargements. Maybe I'm weird, but I thought it was really hot. Maybe I just like boobs. Boobs are good. :)

Bit of breast-worship in this chapter, lol. Hope Fleur's speech on the subject wasn't too weird. It was something I came up with on the spot and I have no idea how ridiculous it might be.

Lots of people were looking forward to a Lesbomancy chapter, so I hope it lived up to expectations. I wanted it to be hot, but I wanted to hold back as well so we still have room to escalate. I have so many ideas for this story, but it's taking forever to get to them all, lol.

Okay, hope you liked it. New chapter soon. :)