The store was conveniently located on a corner.
It wasn’t one with a big sign, just a tiny little plaque on the door with two golden letter G’s in calligraphy painted on it. The mirrors where dirty, and the dresses on display were entirely out-dated. That didn’t stop the hundreds of adult witches from coming and going into the shop.
“Hi, Welcome to Green Gown,” the cheery cashier said. The girl leaned forward on the counter, showing off her endowed cleavage. “What can we help you with today?”
“A Premium room,” the hooded woman who was so very obviously Narcissa Malfoy said.
“Of course,” the cashier said. “Rosie will escort you.”
Rosie was a young girl in a small, pink gown that showed off her toned legs, large ringlets that cascaded all the way down her buttocks, and large doe eyes that made her look younger than what she was. Rosie curtsied and slowly walked through the rows of ugly (and badly displayed) gowns that everybody knew where there for decorative purposes only.
Narcissa followed the girl down the fake displays and towards the real part of the shop where the actual business went down. Narcissa was taken to a large private room draped in red fabrics and black furniture. The room was filled with floating, aromatic candles lit brightly, and the walls were lined with different sized empty shelves. In the middle was a black, round table with a large selection of empty bottles and plates. Off to the side were various mirrors. The room was small but perfectly sized for a single occupant.
“I will be attending you the entire session,” Rosie said politely. “Your timer starts once you’ve made your first selection, and you will be notified when time is running out. Anything you wish to purchase, please place in this box by the door. The charge for the room will be added to your final tab. Any questions?”
Narcissa, a frequent patronage, did not in fact have any questions. “You may leave.”
“Ring the bell for assistance,” Rosie said as ahe walked out, the door locking securely behind her.
The different wares appeared on the shelves. The bottles were instantly filled with assorted drinks and the plates with a delectable selection of snacks.
Narcissa went to the long shelves, where all the lingerie was. Soft silk, lace, chenille yarns, satin, charmeuse, and chiffon, all textiles of high quality, as expected for a store of this caliber. Narcissa picked a small dress of white silk. It had small gemstones on the straps and the fabric had a silvery sheen to it. It was simplistic and nothing extravagant but Narcissa was immediately enamored with it. Ignoring all the other products, Narcissa went to the chaise and began to undress. Her hood, her dress, her shoes, her undergarments, all of it came off. Her wand was carefully placed safely on the stand beside the chaise. Narcissa went to the mirror, holding the white dress in front of her. It was small, just long enough to cover a small part of her upper thigh.
She put it on easily and marveled at the sight of herself. She looked beautiful. The cups of the dress made her breasts look perky and big. The drape of the fabric cinched at her waist and silhouetted the curve of her posterior. It was soft and comforting. Narcissa went back to the chaise and carefully put her clothes to the side. She sat down and then leaned back. She caught a sight of herself in the mirror and thought, with glee, that Lucius would ravish her when he saw her.
To the side of the chaise, was a small bottle of lubricant and various statuettes of male appendages. Narcissa had hardly used them prior, but heat pooled at her belly and her mouth began to water. She grabbed the one most similar in girth to her husband’s and caressed it.
She became wet in between her legs.
She pressed her legs together and rubbed her hand down, her fingers flowing over the silk dress, no resistance whatsoever. She felt for her mound and gasped at the feel of the softness of the fabric against her skin. Again she rubbed, slowly, savoring the shock shooting up her spine. She started moving her fingers in a circle, round and round, her legs still pressed together for the friction. Faster and faster with each turn.
It was good, but she needed more. She needed Lucius hands on her, Lucius manhood in her, Lucius warm breath by her neck. Narcissa looked to the mirror and found that the silk dress had slid down her breasts. Slowly, regrettably, she used both hands to push herself up. Her body protested, so close to release as it had been, begging for her to finish. With shaky legs, Narcissa made it to the drinks and immediately poured herself a large cup of water. Looking over the shelves, she saw the selection of goodies for her to use, but there was one that caught her attention.
It was a toy shaped like a star. In the reflection of the light, it looked like it ridges of some sort. The wonderful thing about Green Gown was that they had little instruction guides near the products. The star seemed simple enough to use, just place it on the part that needed pleasure and with one simple incantation, immediately exhilaration would be found. The shop had never disappointed before, Narcissa didn’t think it would do so now. She took the star back to the chaise and sat down.
In her modest opinion, she still looked absolutely stunning in the dress. She slowly opened her legs and placed the star shaped toy in between them. She tapped the toy with her wand and the very next section, she threw her head back and moaned. The toy suction was the most unbelievably amazing product. It pulled on her mound in rapid succession, in and out, in and out, and it teased her entrance with hard vibrations. She couldn’t stop herself from spreading her legs wider, begging the contraption to go faster.
Her body trembled. She moved her hands to the bottom of the thighs to help keep her weakening legs up. She couldn’t stop herself from screaming out in both pleasure and in pain. She imagined her Lucius, forcing her down on her stomach, hammering into her from behind, the star toy pleasuring her in the front. In. Out. Pull. Release. Pull. Release. Tears began to spill out of her eyes. Her toes clenching. Pull. Release. Pull. Release.
Narcissa screamed out her husband’s name as the star toy fell off of her and to the ground and as she fell to her side.
She looked to the hourglass and saw that not even half of her time had passed. Narcissa slowly slid down the floor, her legs still shaking and placed her head on the chaise.
After some time she was able to gather her composure. Slowly, she took off the silk dress and put her clothes back on. She grabbed the star, the dress, and because she did not want the store workers to think she was cheap grabbed two more of the silk dresses in different colors. They all went in the box.
Dressed, but still slightly out of breath, Narcissa used up the rest of her time eating and drinking from the available selection.
“Ma’am,” Rosie said from the other side of the door.
Narcissa put her hood back on and after ensuring her face was covered again, she got up to the door and opened it.
“I am finished,” Narcissa said. “I will take my purchase with me.”
“Of course,” Rosie said as she escorted Narcissa out of there.
Back at the cheeky cashier, Narcissa paid for her purchase and even left a tip to show her satisfaction. She walked out with her head held up high, and ignoring the dozen of other women holding green bags even bigger than hers.