Kinktober: Hermione/Minerva One-Shots

Day 9: Mentor/Mentee/Clit Transfiguration/Handjob

The room was still, except for the faint sound of parchment rustling as Minerva McGonagall flipped through notes on her desk. Her sharp eyes skimmed over the pages, as usual, with that precise focus she always had, but her thoughts weren't entirely on her work. No, her mind kept drifting to the young woman standing in front of her—Hermione Granger. Hermione had always been an exceptional student, but now, she was something more. She was Minerva's partner, her lover, and a brilliant witch pushing the boundaries of what magic could do, aiming to achieve something only a few ever dared: mastering the highest level of Transfiguration.

Hermione stood in the middle of the room, her expression caught between concentration and excitement. She'd been working toward this for months, long hours spent practicing under Minerva's watchful eye, refining her technique late into the night. Today wasn't just another practice session. Today was crucial. Another step toward the Transfiguration Mastery—an accomplishment that required not just skill but creativity, adaptability, and an intimate understanding of her own magic.

Minerva looked up from her notes, her eyes landing on Hermione. "You've come a long way, Hermione," she said, her voice warm but still professional. "Today will push you further than anything we've done before. You'll need to demonstrate complete control over your body transfigurations—external changes are one thing, but internal adaptations are much more complex."

Hermione's nerves fluttered, but she nodded, determination clear in her eyes. "I'm ready, Minerva," she said, her voice steady even though her heart was racing.

Minerva allowed herself a small smile. "Very well. Begin when you're ready."

Hermione inhaled deeply, her fingers brushing over her wand as she steadied herself. Body transfiguration was one of the most advanced forms of magic—it required total control over her magical core. She had practiced this more times than she could count, but there was always an edge of unpredictability. Transfiguring living tissue, even your own, was delicate and complex.

With a gentle flick of her wand, Hermione whispered the incantation, feeling the familiar pulse of magic spread through her body. Slowly, deliberately, she began to change, focusing first on her chest, altering the size and shape of her breasts.

Minerva watched closely, her sharp gaze tracking every subtle shift. She had supervised plenty of students attempting body transfigurations, but Hermione had always been different. Even now, as the magic took hold, Minerva could see the precision in Hermione's work—there was no hesitation, no faltering. The change was smooth, the curves of her breasts growing fuller under her shirt with ease.

Hermione glanced down, her cheeks flushing pink as she saw the transformation. She hadn't expected it to be so obvious. Her larger breasts pressed against the fabric of her blouse, the outline clear and noticeable. Pride swelled inside her, though it mingled with a little embarrassment—she hadn't realized just how easily she could manipulate her own form.

Minerva's eyes darkened slightly as she took it all in, her gaze lingering on Hermione's newly enhanced figure. She cleared her throat, trying to maintain her usual composure, but her heart had definitely skipped a beat. "Very impressive," she said, keeping her voice calm, though there was a new warmth beneath it. "You've perfected the external transformation. How does it feel?"

Hermione shifted a little, her arms brushing against the new fullness of her chest. "It feels... strange," she admitted, her voice soft. "Not uncomfortable, just... different."

Minerva nodded, her eyes flicking back to meet Hermione's. "Good. Now, onto the next part. Remember, this is where you'll need even more focus and control. Take your time."

Hermione nodded again, this time steadying her breath as she prepared for the next phase. Internal transfiguration was trickier—much more subtle and delicate. Closing her eyes briefly, she let the magic coil within her, feeling it shift through her body before flicking her wand again.