Professor Potter (Ch. 3 - Spin the Bottle) (Patreon)

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Disclaimer: The characters in this universe start Hogwarts at the age of 15, making Iris and her friends 18 or older.

Harry couldn't believe how fast the past few weeks had flown by. With everything happening around him lately, he barely even noticed the passage of time anymore. It had been a few weeks since the Quidditch World Cup Final, and Harry was still trying to wrap his head around everything that had happened since then.

Not only was it the start of his relationship with Iris, but somehow she had also convinced him to apply for the position of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts. Iris had been adamant that the two of them spend the few weeks they had alone before the start of the school year as efficiently as possible, which just so happened to include having copious amounts of sex. Naturally, Harry wasn't complaining.

As a result, the two of them had been fucking like rabbits ever since, making love in every corner of the house, morning, noon, and night. Harry was constantly hard, his mind consumed with thoughts of Iris' beautiful body, her luscious curves, her luscious red hair, and her insatiable appetite for sex. And he couldn't deny that he loved every moment of it.

But now, as the first day of his new tenure as professor was fast approaching, Iris had decided it would be good for him to become greater acquainted with her friends before the term started, so she had invited Susan, Hannah and Luna over for a sleepover.

The thought of seeing the three girls again made Harry feel slightly nervous. For judging by their suggestive behaviour at the World Cup Final, the ladies might have more than just friendship on their minds.

That wouldn't normally have been a problem. Despite the occasional twitch of his cock, he had managed to maintain his sanity during the eventful day, and he was confident that he could keep his cool around the naughty girls.

That was, at least, until he had started fucking Iris, and she had not-so-innocently suggested that they include her friends in their debauchery. Harry swallowed nervously. Maybe bringing the girls here hadn't been such a great idea after all...

As if on cue, his thoughts were interrupted by the appearance of a hazy, green glow around the fireplace, followed shortly after by the voluptuous figure of Susan Bones, who stepped out of the flames. She looked exactly as he remembered; short, busty girl with long, red hair cascading down her back. She wore an innocent smile on her lips, and waved cheerfully at both of them. "Hey guys!" she exclaimed, her voice full of excitement.

Harry couldn't help but feel a stirring in his loins as he took in Susan's appearance. Her plump ass jiggled softly under her tight shorts, drawing attention to her thick thighs and wide hips. Even though she was wearing a loose tunic top, Harry could clearly make out the outline of her large breasts pressing against the fabric. He swallowed drily, forcing himself not to let his gaze wander too far south.

She greeted Iris warmly with a hug, before turning towards Harry. Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she approached him, causing warmth to spread across his face. "Hi, Harry," she greeted, her voice soft and sultry as she leaned in for a hug. As she wrapped her arms around him, Harry felt her ample bosom press into his chest, sending another surge of heat coursing through his veins.

"So, I heard you got the job?" Susan asked, her tone playful as she pulled away from their embrace. "Congratulations! I guess this means we'll be seeing a lot more of each other from now on."

Harry laughed nervously, before responding, "Yeah, I suppose so."

Susan grinned wickedly at him, as if she already knew what was on his mind. "I'm looking forward to it," she replied, winking at him suggestively.

Harry was saved from further embarrassment by the sudden arrival of Hannah Abbott, who stepped gracefully out of the fireplace, smiling brightly at everyone present. The tall blonde beauty was dressed in a simple white shirt and blue jeans, her golden locks framing her delicate features perfectly.

"Iris! Susan! Harry! It's great to see you again!" she greeted cheerfully, walking over to them with her hands outstretched.

Before anyone could say anything else, however, there was yet another flash of green light coming from the fireplace, and Luna Lovegood stepped out of the flames. She was wearing a long, flowing dress that seemed to shimmer in the light, and her long, blonde hair was tied up in a loose bun. Her large, silvery eyes sparkled with excitement as she greeted everyone with a warm smile.

Harry couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed as he looked at the three beautiful women standing in front of him. He had always thought they were attractive, but the versions of Susan, Hannah and Luna standing before him now seemed even more irresistible than the ones he remembered from his own universe. He was certain Iris' slutty influence played no small part in that.

Iris must have noticed his discomfort, because she gave him a sly grin and whispered in his ear, "Do you like what you see, Daddy?"

Harry felt a rush of heat to his face as he realised that Iris had caught him ogling her friends. He quickly composed himself and cleared his throat, trying to act as if nothing had happened, even though he knew that that was exactly the behaviour she was looking for.

"Why don't you show them around the place, Iris," Harry suggested, trying to steer the conversation away from his lewd thoughts. "And I'll prepare some snacks in the meantime."

Iris nodded, her grin widening as she turned to her friends. "Come on, girls. Let me show you to your room."

The four of them headed upstairs, leaving Harry alone in the kitchen. He let out a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. It was going to be a long night...

As he began to prepare some snacks, he could hear the sound of laughter coming from upstairs. It sounded like the girls were having fun together, which made him feel slightly better about the situation.

After finishing preparing the snacks and drinks, Harry brought everything over to the living room. He sat down on one end of the couch, waiting patiently for the girls to return.

It took longer than he had expected for Iris and her friends to come back downstairs, but when they finally did, the sight that met Harry's eyes made his heart skip a beat. At least he knew now what had taken them so long.

It seemed they had taken the sleepover theme to heart. Because walking down the stairs was Iris, Susan, Hannah and Luna, all dressed in their sleepwear. And oh boy, were they dressed provocatively.

Each girl was wearing a different outfit, but they all had one thing in common; they were all incredibly revealing. Iris was wearing one of his simple, white t-shirts, which was so big on her that it seemed she had decided that pyjama pants were optional. She was not wearing a bra either, as her large, perky breasts jiggled with every step she took. Her nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric, and Harry couldn't help but stare at them greedily. He wondered whether she had decided to go commando as well, but he didn't dare to look any lower.

Stepping down the stairs behind her was Susan, who was wearing a tight, black crop top that seemed a few sizes too small for her. Her large breasts were practically spilling out of the top, and the amount of underboob on display was enough to make Harry's mouth water. She was also wearing a pair of tiny, black pyjama shorts that barely covered her voluptuous ass cheeks, letting everyone get a glimpse of her plump thighs. Harry had to force himself not to gawk at her thick butt as she walked past him.

Next up was Hannah, who was wearing the most conservative outfit of the group. She had settled for a sexy pyjama jumpsuit, which hugged her figure tightly, accentuating her big breasts and hourglass figure. She had left the top buttons undone though, giving Harry an ample view of her cleavage. But the real shocker came when she turned around. On the backside of her jumpsuit was a huge butt flap, secured by a series of buttons. It seemed she had managed to prioritise easy access without sacrificing on comfort. Harry swallowed hard as he imagined undoing those buttons one by one, revealing her delicious ass cheeks and making her moan in pleasure.

Finally, there was Luna, who was wearing the most daring outfit of them all. She must have taken the sleepover-pyjama-theme a bit too literary, because she was wearing nothing but a thin, translucent nightie. As she descended the stairs, Harry could clearly make out the outlines of her pert tits and round ass under the thin fabric, as well as her perky nipples, which seemed to be begging to be licked. She must have foregone panties altogether, since Harry couldn't seem to make out any panty lines on her. The way she moved caused the thin material to cling to her body, showing off her curves perfectly.

Just as Harry had feared, Iris had been right. The girls had come prepared for a night of debauchery. They were dressed like this on purpose, hoping to rile him up. And Harry had to admit, the sight of the four of them like this was enough to drive any man wild.

His cock throbbed in his trousers, threatening to tear through the fabric, as he tried to maintain eye contact with the girls while ignoring the incriminating tent in his pants. Iris grinned wickedly at him, sensing his discomfort, as she sashayed over to the couch, the other girls following along closely behind.

"Hey, Daddy," she greeted, her voice dripping with mischief. "What do you think of our outfits?" It seemed she was taunting him on purpose.

Harry cleared his throat nervously, trying to keep his cool as the girls posed for him. "Uh, yeah, they're uh... very nice," he stuttered, doing his best to avoid staring directly at their bodies.

The past few weeks had made him very comfortable with seeing Iris naked, but being surrounded by another three beautiful women, all dressed in such scantily clothing, was a whole new level of temptation.

Iris giggled at his reaction, before turning to her friends. "See? I told you he would love it!"

Susan, Hannah and Luna giggled in response, exchanging knowing looks with each other. This seemed to have been exactly what they were hoping for.

"Hey, isn't someone missing something?" Iris asked, pointing at Harry's fully clothed state.

"Yeah, Harry," Susan chimed in, her voice playful. "If you're going to join us for a sleepover, shouldn't you at least dress the part?"

Harry gulped nervously, his mind trying to think logically through the haze of lust. He knew what the girls were asking for, and there was no way around it. If he wanted to spend the night with these temptresses, he had to give in.

But before he could respond, Iris had already taken matters into her own hands. With a flick of her wand, his pants were transfigured into a pair of tight pyjama bottoms, and his shirt disappeared completely. His rock-hard cock was now tenting dangerously against the thin fabric of his pants, outlining his thick, fat manhood as it snacked down his leg for all the girls to see.

As if on cue, four sets of eyes trailed down his body, taking in the sight of his impressive physique and bulge. Susan and Hannah gasped, unable to hide their excitement, while Luna just licked her lips hungrily.

"There, that's better," Iris said, grinning wickedly at him. "Now we can all be comfortable."

Harry rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but chuckle. It looked like there was no way out of this situation now. Might as well go with the flow.

And so, without further ado, the group sat down on the large couch, starting to chit-chat about everything and anything while enjoying some drinks and snacks. However, the atmosphere quickly grew heated as the hours passed, and alcohol started flowing freely. So it wasn't long before Susan suggested they play a game.

"How about a round of Spin the Bottle?" she proposed, grinning mischievously. "If the bottle lands on you, you have to do a dare or take a shot. How does that sound?"

The other girls agreed enthusiastically, and before Harry knew it, they had all gathered in a circle, with a bottle in the middle.

Susan spun the bottle first, and Harry couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building up inside of him as it twirled around. He watched as the bottle slowed down, eventually coming to a stop pointing directly at Iris.

The girls squealed in excitement, while Harry felt a surge of heat flooding his veins. He knew exactly what was coming next. Her eyes sparkled mischievously as she flashed a wicked grin at him. "Oh, look, it landed on me! What kind of dare shall I have to do, then?"

Susan didn't hesitate for a second. "Kiss Harry!" she proclaimed excitedly. Hannah and Luna cheered in agreement, while Iris pretended to protest, even though Harry could tell she was secretly thrilled. "Fine," she sighed dramatically. "I guess I'll have to do it."

Harry's heart raced as Iris moved over to him, her eyes locked with his as she leaned in closer. He could feel the heat of her breath on his skin, and he could smell the sweet scent of her perfume. She pressed her lips softly against his, causing a shiver to run down his spine. The kiss deepened, and soon enough, Harry found himself lost in the moment, forgetting about everything else except for the feeling of her warm lips on his. When they finally broke apart, both of them were left panting heavily, their faces flushed red from the sudden rush of blood.

The other girls applauded as Harry and Iris pulled away from each other, leaving them both slightly embarrassed by the sudden public display of affection. But they both knew that things were only getting started.

Next up was Iris, who spun the bottle with a mischievous glint in her eyes. It landed on Hannah this time, who squealed excitedly at the prospect of performing a dare.

"Alright, Hannah, your turn," Iris instructed, smirking wickedly. "I dare you to unbutton your butt flap and twerk for us!"

Hannah's face turned bright red, but she didn't seem too upset about the task. In fact, she seemed rather excited about it. And why wouldn't she be? After all, she had always been known for her amazing ass, and she loved showing it off whenever she got the chance.

She stood up from the couch, turning around so that her back was facing the group. She slowly unbuttoned the easy-access panel on the backside of her jumpsuit, revealing her perfect, round ass cheeks to everyone present. As she spread her legs apart, she bent over, giving everyone an eyeful of her plump buttocks and smooth mound.

Harry's cock throbbed painfully in his pants as he took in the sight of Hannah's delicious derrière and glistening pussy. He couldn't help but stare at her amazing ass, mesmerised by its perfect shape and softness.

Encouraged by her friends' reactions, Hannah began to twerk her ass with enthusiasm, causing her luscious ass cheeks to jiggle in rhythm with her movements. She gyrated and shook her booty, teasing Harry and the girls with glimpses of her tight slit every now and then.

The other girls cheered her on, clapping and whistling as she danced, their eyes glued to her amazing ass. Harry couldn't help but join in on the fun, cheering her on as well, one hand absentmindedly rubbing his hard cock through his thin pyjama bottoms.

After a few moments of twerking, Hannah finally straightened up, turning around to face the group once more. She grinned, looking rather proud of herself, knowing full well how much she had impressed everyone with her sexy dance moves.

"Wow, Hannah, that was amazing!" Iris exclaimed, clapping enthusiastically. "You really know how to shake that booty!"

Hannah giggled, taking a bow with a flourish. "Thank you, thank you," she replied, her voice dripping with sass and pride. Then, she spotted Harry's obvious bulge through his pants, which had grown even bigger due to her little show, and a glint appeared in her eyes. "Looks like someone here is enjoying the show quite a bit," she said, grinning wickedly.

Hannah then reached for the bottle and spun it with purpose, watching as it landed directly on Harry. Everyone cheered, knowing exactly what was coming next.

Without wasting any time, Hannah issued her dare. "Alright, Harry, seeing as you're clearly enjoying yourself, I dare you to free your cock from those trousers of yours and let us see just how big your monster really is!"

The girls cheered again, urging Harry to comply with the dare. Feeling emboldened by the alcohol flowing through his system, copping out by taking a shot instead didn't even register as an option to him anymore. Especially not when his monstrous rod was already screaming for release. He considered it a win-win, really.

With a mischievous grin, Harry stood up from the couch, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his pyjama bottoms. He slowly began to push them down, revealing his thick, fat cock inch by inch. The girls watched in awe as his massive manhood sprang free from its confines, standing tall and proud before them.

They gasped in shock and excitement, staring at his colossal tool with wide eyes. It was even larger than they had imagined, with thick veins running along its length, and a large, purple head that looked almost painful to behold.

A single drop of precum trickled down the side of his shaft, sparking a wave of renewed lust among the girls. They licked their lips hungrily, desperate to get a taste of his meaty monster.

"Oh Merlin, Harry, that thing is huge!" Hannah exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder.

Luna nodded eagerly, her silvery gaze locked onto the towering rod. "It looks like we have ourselves quite the challenge ahead of us," she murmured, grinning wickedly.

Susan nodded her head in agreement as well, unable to take her gaze away from his impressive rod. "Come on then, give it a good stroke or two, Harry. Let us see it in action," she urged, practically drooling with anticipation.

Feeling encouraged by their reception, Harry wrapped his fingers around his thick shaft, beginning to pump it with slow, deliberate strokes. His audience watched in rapt attention as he pleasured himself, and he moaned softly as he felt the familiar sensations building up inside of him.

While he slowly began to stroke his cock, he took the opportunity to give the bottle another spin, hoping to get another turn to make things even more interesting. Luckily for him, the bottle stopped pointing straight back at Susan, who squealed excitedly, wondering what he had in store for her next.

"Susan," he said, his voice low and husky, "I dare you to take off your crop top."

It was perhaps a less daring dare than the one he had been given, considering her crop top had already ridden up her massive breasts in her drunken state, giving everyone a glimpse of her thick nipples and dark areolas. But still, he needed to see the fantastic pair of breasts in all their voluptuous glory.

Susan's eyes widened in excitement. She didn't even hesitate for a second, immediately pulling off her too-small crop top, revealing the rest of her large, heavy breasts to the group. Her thick nipples were already rock-hard, standing at attention and begging to be touched. She tweaked her nipples playfully as she watched Harry stroke his fat cock, a satisfied smile on her face.

Harry couldn't believe how quickly the game of Spin the Bottle had escalated. He had never imagined that he would be sitting in a room with four beautiful women, all of them dressed in revealing sleepwear, while he stroked his cock in front of them. But here he was, and he couldn't deny that he was enjoying every moment of it.

Iris seemed to be enjoying the show as well, her eyes glued to Susan's chest as she licked her lips. "Alright, Susan," she said, her voice husky with desire. "It's your turn to spin the bottle."

Susan giggled and gave the bottle a spin. It landed on Luna, who looked excited at the prospect of performing a dare.

"Luna," Susan said, her voice breathy with anticipation. "I dare you to sit on Harry's lap."

Harry's eyes widened in shock and excitement as he watched Luna saunter over to him, a devious smile playing on her lips. She was still dressed in nothing but her nightie, and he just so happened to have his cock out, meaning that their nakedness would be readily apparent when she sat down on his lap.

Harry's heart pounded in his chest as he felt the back of Luna's lithe body press against his own. She shifted her weight above him, her pussy hovering just above his long, hard cock. And oh boy, did he want to put that girl right where she belonged - planted firmly on his dick.

But Luna had other plans. She carefully guided his aching cock out of the way with a tiny hand, settling herself comfortably on his lap so that the tip of his rod was wedged nicely against her pussy, her glistening lips hotdogging the length of his throbbing member. Her curvy hips pressing against his own. Her long, silver hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, tickling his chest as she settled in against him.

She sighed contentedly, her body moulding into his own as she wiggled her ass, making Harry inhale sharply as the tip of his cock brushed against her soaking wet pussy lips.

"Oh, I think Harry likes that," Iris said, grinning wickedly.

"Yeah, I think he does," Luna said, her voice soft and seductive. She ground her pussy against him, and Harry could feel his cock growing even harder. Oh fuck how he wanted to plunge into her tight little cunt.

"I think it's time for another dare," Hannah said, her voice barely above a whisper, as if speaking any louder would ruin the magical moment unfolding before her eyes.

Luna nodded her agreement as she bent over, careful not to let Harry's cock slip from its delicious position between her legs. She reached forward and spun the bottle again, letting fate decide whose turn it was to perform a dare.

The bottle came to a stop, pointing at Iris. "Alright, Iris, your turn," Luna commanded, her voice dripping with sinful intentions. She looked down at the hard cock sandwiched between her legs, glistening from tip to base with her juices, then back up at Iris. "I dare you to suck your Daddy's cock."

Luna's words made Harry groan and leak precum, his shaft twitching wildly as Luna continued to grind her hot pussy up and down on his sensitive head, making his mind go fuzzy and his breath hitch. His whole body was aching to slide home, the heat of her pussy consuming his senses. He felt his balls grow heavier, knowing full well this wasn't going to end well.

Hannah and Susan gasped in surprise at the dare, staring wide-eyed at Iris, waiting to see what she would do next. Would she truly suck the cock of her father figure?

Iris let out a moan, and Harry could see that she was rubbing her thighs together, her eyes glued to the thick piece of meat nestled between Luna's creamy, smooth thighs. There would be no hiding their feelings from her friends now.

She moved forward, pushing Luna gently aside from her position on his lap, and took Harry's cock in her hand. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust, and then lowered her mouth onto him.

Harry let out a groan as the familiarity of Iris's warm, wet mouth enveloped his cock. She began to suck and lick, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deeper into her mouth.

Behind her, her friends cheered her on, urging her to take more of him inside her mouth, their own hands wandering between their legs and brushing over their nipples as they watched Iris pleasure him. Harry closed his eyes, savouring the feeling of her talented tongue swirling around his sensitive flesh.

Harry could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his cock throbbing in Iris's mouth. He couldn't believe that he was about to come in front of all these women, but he couldn't stop himself.

"Iris... I'm gonna cum!" Harry warned, trying to pull away, but Iris only sucked him deeper, taking every inch of him until her nose pressed against his pelvis. With one last deep thrust, Harry exploded, his cum shooting down Iris's throat. She swallowed every last drop, her eyes locked on his as she licked her lips.

"That was so hot," Hannah whispered, her voice trembling with excitement. She had been the only one not pleasuring herself, her one-piece pyjamas restricting her.

Iris looked at her, a sly smile playing on her face. "Want some?" she asked, her hand still wrapped around Harry's cock, waving it suggestively towards Hannah. "Why don't you try sitting on Harry's lap too?" she suggested, looking back at Harry and biting her lip flirtatiously.

"Hey! It's not her turn yet!" Susan protested, shaking her drunken head frantically, her massive breasts shaking tantalisingly from side to side. "We need to stick to the rules! No skipping turns!"

But Hannah didn't seem to care. She moved forward, her butt flap still open, and lowered herself onto Harry's lap with her back to his chest. Unlike Luna, however, she was not as careful as she sat down, and Harry's cock slipped right into her wet slit without warning, causing Hannah to inhale sharply and whimper at the sudden sensation. Her eyes widened and she gasped, gripping Harry's thighs tightly as she felt him fill her up.

"Oopsie," she giggled nervously, blushing furiously as she realised what just happened. "Didn't mean to do that," she mumbled softly, still blushing, her breathing ragged. But she didn't move, instead she started to grind her hips slowly, her pussy slowly swallowing Harry's cock bit by bit.

"Hannah!" Susan scolded, but she was secretly loving the show, one hand snaking into her pyjama shorts. "You were supposed to wait for your turn!"

"Well, he's already halfway inside me, might as well make the most of it," Hannah snorted, winking at Susan. She gyrated her hips, grinding her pussy down on Harry's shaft, taking more and more of his cock inside her. "Isn't that right, Harry?"

Harry nodded dumbly, unable to form any words as he felt Hannah's tight pussy wrap around his shaft. The girls laughed, amused by his reaction.

"Oh fuck, that feels good," Hannah said, her voice breathy with desire.

Harry couldn't believe what was happening. He was fucking Hannah in front of all these women, and he couldn't stop himself. He reached up and around her waist and grabbed the top of her jumpsuit. In one swift motion, he yanked the fabric apart, sending buttons flying everywhere. The jumpsuit finally opened fully, revealing her fantastic tits to their hungry gazes, her huge nipples hardening with each rock of her hips.

The other two girls stared hungrily at Hannah's exposed body, watching intently as Harry fucked her. They knew this wasn't part of the game anymore, but none of them seemed to mind. Instead, they encouraged the couple, egging them on to go further.

"Fuck her, Harry!" Susan urged, her voice husky with lust. "Show her what a real man can do!"

Luna added her encouragement, "Yeah, give it to her good, Harry! Make her scream!"

Harry was more than happy to oblige. He grabbed Hannah's hips and started to thrust into her, driving his cock deep into her pussy. He felt her walls clench around him, squeezing him tightly as he fucked her.

Hannah moaned loudly, her fingers digging into Harry's thighs as she matched his rhythm. "Yes, yes, that's it! Just like that!" she cried out, throwing her head back in ecstasy.

With every thrust, Harry drove deeper into Hannah, his balls slapping against her pussy as he took her hard and fast. His own orgasm was close, but he wanted to draw it out as long as possible, both for his sake and for hers. He savoured every moment of it, letting the feeling build up inside of him until he couldn't take it anymore.

Hannah's pussy suddenly clenched around him, milking his cock as she came again and again, her juices flowing freely down his shaft. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she screamed, her hands reaching behind her to grab onto whatever she could of Harry to pull him even closer.

It was enough to push Harry over the edge. His balls drew up, and with one final, powerful thrust, he came hard inside Hannah, filling her pussy with his seed. His arms held her tightly, keeping her still as he unloaded wave after wave of cum into her waiting hole.

"Ugh... Oh Merlin... Yes!" Hannah cried out, her whole body shuddering as she came again and again, her pussy milking Harry's cock for every last drop of cum.

Finally, the last spurt of cum left Harry's cock, leaving him drained and exhausted. He collapsed back onto the couch, pulling Hannah down with him, her ass resting on his softening cock.

The girls cheered and clapped, congratulating the couple on their passionate lovemaking.

"Wow, that was amazing!" Iris exclaimed, her eyes wide with excitement. "I've never seen anything like it before!"

Susan agreed, nodding eagerly. "That was seriously hot!"

Luna nodded her head in agreement, her eyes shining with excitement. "I can't wait to try it out for myself!"

Harry's cock twitched involuntarily, still buried deep inside Hannah's pussy. It looked like there was more to come.

"Why don't we take this party upstairs?" Iris suggested, looking at the others with a sly grin. "There's plenty of room on my bed."

Harry didn't need any convincing. He helped Hannah off his lap and stood up, his still-erect cock bouncing in front of him. Together, they followed Iris up the stairs, eager to continue their night of debauchery. It looked like Iris had gotten her wish after all...