AN: From interactive "Fanfiction Gender Change", chapter originally written by Mr.George
But Harriet was biting back some nasty words, as she listened to Fleur. As Fleur is wearing something more akin to his uniform. The thick padding, and the helmet are familiar. Whereas, both him... herself and Ronni are dressed as little more than mini-skirted cheerleaders.
"Where's our padding?" Ronni's voice on the verge of cracking glass, as her shrill voice split the air.
"You are both dressed as Seekerz, and they are more, how you say, aerodymique..."
Her gaze darting to Ronni's bust, hinting that she's rather too well endowed to for chasing the snitch. The former boys mutter under their breaths, as they follow Fleur, the general noise building as they round the corner, and the pitch comes into view. They see Hermione leaning over the edge of the balcony. Her eyes on their arrival, rather than players whizzing through the air behind her turned back.
Her smile is a mile wide, as she waves to the three new arrivals. Eager to show off her skills Harriet mounts her broom, and flies into the pitch area, with a nervous Ronni close behind. Fleur follows a little further behind.
Even that short flight, is enough to convince both the former boys that mini-skirts are impractical, and humiliating. The flapping, snapping material sets their skirts fluttering against their plump arses. As gentle but relentless spanking from their own outfits. Both girls were also aware of how much wider, fuller, heavier their arses felt as they straddled their brooms. Also their low, bent over grip, makes both feel as if they're pulling the broom deep into their cleavage. The image disturbing and impossible to resist.
