Hermione stood in front of her full-length mirror, her eyes scanning over her reflection as she assessed her body. She had graduated from Hogwarts three years ago and had been dating Ron for just as long. She had her own apartment now, just outside Aberdeen, and had grown comfortable in her home life.
However, there was a noticeable difference in her figure. Her once slender frame had quickly plumped up in the last few years, and her thighs now had a thick layer of dimpled flesh. Her belly was soft and pudgy, and her arms had grown rounder.
But Hermione was not bothered by her weight gain. In fact, she welcomed it, as of late. She had always been restricted from indulging in carb-heavy foods growing up because her parents were dentists. Now that she had her own place, she had been enjoying all the snack cakes and candies she had missed out on as a child.
She shrugged off any thoughts of her weight gain, knowing now that Ron preferred bigger girls anyway. It made sense, seeing as how he was always stealing her desserts and commenting on how cute she looked when she was full.
Just recently, Hermione had expressed a concern about potentially crushing Ron during an intimate moment due to her increased weight. Ron though, never one to take things too seriously, had replied with a wink, "My safe word's 'Levi-OH-sah' if you're worried about me or something, but honestly I wouldn't mind it if you got even bigger..." She had rolled her eyes, but secretly felt a flutter in her stomach at his lewd comment, wondering what it might be like to really let herself go.
Returning to the present, Hermione started to get dressed for the day, pulling on a pair of black lace panties and a matching bra. She liked how they hugged her ample curves, and the lace made her feel feminine. She then slipped into a pair of tight jeans that squeezed her thighs and a flowy blouse that showed off her cleavage. She liked the way the blouse draped over the paunch of her belly.
As she finished getting ready, she examined her appearance one last time in the mirror. Her frizzy brown hair was pulled up in a messy bun, and she couldn't help but smirk as she noticed her slightly too tight jeans accentuating the curves of her derriere. Hermione felt a rush of excitement as she thought about how Ron would react to her enhanced figure. Would he wrap his arms around her tightly and whisper naughty things into her ear? The thought made her blush and she couldn't help but bite her lip in anticipation.
After applying some lipstick and mascara and pulling on a pair of knee-high boots, Hermione grabbed her bag and headed out the door. As she walked down the street, she couldn't help but notice the way people's eyes lingered on her full figure. It made her feel empowered, knowing that she was turning heads.
Now, what to do today? Hermione considered her options...
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