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I stared at the letter that had arrived with the breakfast mail. I had read it three times, and I still wasn’t sure if I believed it.
To Draco Malfoy,
I have grown weary of listening to you endlessly blather on about how a pureblood is superior to a mudblood like me. So I have decided to deal with you now. I am challenging you to a duel Malfoy. If you accept, come alone to the seventh floor, across from the tapestry of Barnebas the Barmy one hour after breakfast. If you are alone, a door will be waiting. The duel will be to loss of wand. The loser agrees to be the property of the winner for the remainder of the weekend. If you are truly so superior then prove it. Or are you afraid of losing to a mudblood girl?
Hermione Granger
After my fourth rereading of the letter, I looked up and across the hall, my eyes roving the Gryffindor Table. I saw Potter, he was at one end chatting with his Quidditch team mates. The Weasel was currently mid-snog with the Brown girl. Then finally my eyes met hers. She was staring straight at me, probably having been waiting for me to look her way. Her eyes were hard, but her lips were curled into a smirk. Just from that look I knew she thought I wouldn’t do it. So I hardened my gaze, and gave her a faint nod. Her eyes shifted a bit, but she nodded back.
I spent the remainder of breakfast wondering what I would do to the stupid mudblood once I had her. She had filled out well over the summer. Her chest wasn’t as big as Greengrass had gotten, but they were still a good size. Soon my mind was filled with visions of the girl nude before me, forced to do whatever I wanted. Visions that did not disappear as breakfast ended. I warned Crabbe and Goyle, as well as a few others, that I might not be available for the remainder of the weekend. It was a hogsmeade weekend, so most took that to mean I was meeting someone in the town. I even told them not to worry if I didn’t return to bed tonight, as I could easily see spending the night tormenting the girl.
When I first walked down that corridor I didn’t see a door. But as I stood before the painting watching the trolls attempt to dance, I felt something shift behind me, and when I spun around, where once there had been a wall, there was now a small door.
He glanced around, then walked through it.
He found himself in a open, though mostly dark room. But lit in the center was a long narrow dueling platform, much like the one he stood upon against Potter during 2nd Year.
Standing on the platform was Granger. She was dressed in pants, and a tight shirt that reinforced my want to have some fun with her baps.
“I must say Granger, this feels more like something Potter would do.”
“Harry has nothing to do with this. He seems to have his own worries. This is between just you and I.” She stepped back then, allowing me to step onto the platform. I drew my wand, and stepped up to her. She held out hers, so that our wands crossed at the midpoints.
“This will be a class 3 style duel. As I said, the loser is the one who drops their wand first. The penalty for the loser is to be under the control of the winner until 8 in the evening tomorrow night. You must obey any order that does not cause permanent damage to their body or their magic. Wands will be returned undamaged following that hour. Do you agree to these terms?”
Granger spat the words out carefully, I could actually feel the ritual she was invoking with them. Just like a vow, the results of the duel would be upheld by magic itself. I wasn’t actually sure what a class 3 duel was, but my mind couldn’t get past the thought of spending the weekend doing every depraved sexual act I could think of.
“Agreed.” I said aloud, and our wands flashed with a white light. We then backed up to the marked spots on the platform.
“3” She said.
“2” I replied.
In sync we said “1”
I snapped my wand down and yelled, “Depulso.” The shimmer of the banishing spell flew forward. I then prepared to counter her first spell.
A spell that never came. Instead of casting a spell, she dove forward rolling under the wave of magic of my spell. Finishing her roll by popping to her feet she kept moving toward me. I was shocked how fast she closed the distance. I attempted to snap a cutting spell at her, but I was too slow. As I brought my wand slashing down, she was already there, her free hand grabbing my wrist. Then to my shock, she spun so the side of her body was pressed against me, I wasn’t sure why, until I felt all the air leave my lungs. I tried to cry out, but it was mostly a pained gasp as she had driven the elbow of her wand arm just below my ribs with surprising force.
I tried to do something but my breath was gone, and as I tried to take in a breath, her elbow struck again, rising to strike my open jaw. I felt my teeth clack together painfully as my head went backwards. I felt a third blow strike the side of my head, before I blacked out. The last thing I knew was the sensations of my wand falling from my hand, and my body hitting the floor.
When I awoke things felt wrong. I couldn’t see and I couldn't move. My head seemed trapped, I could just barely turn it, something was holding my head in place.. My arms were frozen above me and to the sides. My legs were spread wide. I felt something behind me, like I was pressed against something. And I could feel sensations that I couldn’t understand. It felt like something was…in me. I didn’t know how to explain it. I just knew it all felt wrong.
Suddenly, there was light, as something flew off my head. I was still in that strange room, but the platform was gone. The room was better lit now, and the walls were covered in strange objects, I had no idea what any of them were. But what really caught my attention was Granger. She was sitting in front of me in a large wooden chair, almost like a throne. And she was naked. Her wand was in one hand, what I think was a blindfold that she had just summoned from my head was in the other. She set the blindfold on the arm of the chair, which drew my attention to two other objects there. Both were flesh tone, but besides that it was hard to tell what they were, though both seemed to be attached to glowing metal rings.
“What the hell Granger, what are you doing?” I was going to say more when she spoke.
“Silence.” Was all she said. Not even loudly, and just like that, I couldn’t speak. I felt the magic of the dueling vow enforcing my compliance.
She smiled, a wicked smile I had never seen on her face before. “Good, time to listen. I will let you speak again later.”
“I won, you are mine until tomorrow night. Nod if you understand.”
Whatever had my neck trapped greatly limited my motion, but I managed a small nod. As I did, I felt something off about my head, like it was heavier?
“I am sure I know what you had in mind for me if you won, well know that I had plans as well. I have been planning this for months, and you walked right into it. First, let me show you what I have already done.”
She rose then, and prowled forward, I had no better word for it, as for the first time, I truly felt like I was caught by a predator, not the prey I had always seen her as.
She stepped up to me, then off to one side just out of my sight. Then there was a burst of magic, and then I was looking at what I first thought was an image of a girl. She was affixed to a large black X. She had long pale blonde hair, makeup covered her face, and she was wearing pale pink underwear that even included stockings and a garter belt. She also had a large pink collar around her neck. I wondered for a moment why Granger was showing her to me when our eyes met. Grey eyes. My own eyes. That wasn’t a girl. That was me.
I stared in fascination. I knew I wasn’t the most masculine of men, my own father was sometimes referred to as being pretty as opposed to handsome. But the fact that with some underwear and makeup, and probably a spell to grow my hair, I could easily pass as a girl. Though I felt like something was wrong, and my eyes snapped to my groin. I knew I wasn’t massive, but my john thomas should show in those panties. Instead there was simply nothing, it looked like any girl wearing panties.
Granger stepped up so I could see her in the mirror. “I see you noticed.” Her hand slip over, and stroked my groin where I knew my manhood should be, I felt a faint sensation of her touch, but it felt muted.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t cut it off, that would be against the rules, remember?” She said, smiling.
I thought about it. The rules she laid out said no permanent injury to body or magic.
“Let me show you.” She pulled aside the panties, revealing a small flat piece of something that was almost the same color as my skin, but with faintly glowing runes. “I was surprised that more people don’t study runes. They are surprisingly versatile. And I was shocked to learn, the sensor to prevent underage magic use can’t detect them. I’m sure Professor Babbling never would have told me that, if she knew what I had planned. Or maybe she would, who knows?”
With a wave of her wand she summoned the two objects that had been sitting on the arm rest of the chair. To my confusion, I felt something as she did. Then she showed me the two objects.
“Though I have to tell you, after I saw this, I laughed. All that posturing and this is all you have. My cousin is bigger than you, and he would be a firsty this year.”
She held them by the silver rings at the base, letting the fleshy looking parts hang. I realized what she meant, from one ring hung what I realized were my balls, and the other had to be my todger.
“Such a tiny little thing. But seeing it just made me sure that I can do what I have planned for you.”
Then she looked at my balls.
“And these, It would almost be worth it to break the oath by destroying these. Do we really need another generation of Malfoy’s.”
Rage welled up inside me, but the command of silence kept it trapped inside me.
“First though, first I think I am going to punish you for all the abuse you have heaped upon me since the day we both first walked into this school.”
She returned to her throne, the mirror disappearing as she passed it. She set down my trapped manhood, then pointed her wand back at me. With a few gestures, the strange cross I was affixed to began to move. The planks spun around and shifted until my position in them was reversed, my chest pressed against the wood. Then what looked like a mirror appeared in front of me, but instead of my reflection, it gave me a look at my back, just in time to see Granger set down her wand, and pick up something from a table that hadn’t been there a moment ago. It was a large pink ball.
She stepped around to my front, and ordered “Open your mouth.”
My body reacted even though I didn’t want to, and once my mouth was open, she shoved the ball in. Once it was settled, the ball seemed to sprout straps that went out the sides making the ball settle in place, and expanding enough that it filled my mouth.
“You can make noise now.” She said, once I was gagged. I growled around the gag as best I could. She returned to the table where the gag had been, and she picked up a strange metal device, then she retrieved my sack from the arm of her chair. I watched, and could strangely also feel as she placed my balls into the strange device. Then she turned, and seemed to look through the “mirror” right into my eyes as she began to spin a dial on the device, causing the top of the device to press down. I felt it when it reached my balls. And I could only whimper around the gag as it began to squeeze.
She kept tightening until I was sure she was going to crush them, but just as it felt they would pop, and I would scream, gag or no, she twisted the other way. The pain was still bad, but not the excruciating pain it had been moments before.
Then with my balls still trapped, she picked up a long wooden paddle.
The panties offered no protection as she brutalized my ass with the wooden paddle. The gag barely held in my screams. She followed that up with a thin cane to my legs. It wasn’t as bad as the paddle, but it was a different kind of pain. She finished her assault on my skin, with some kind of many tailed whip that she used all over my back. That one wasn’t that pad, if not for the times she would snap it on my ass, reigniting that pain.
Finally though she seemed done with pain. She even released my balls from that strange device, though she left them sitting in it.
She then retrieved a large potion vile. I wondered what it was for, before I watched as she poured it over my badly hurting back. And to my surprise the pain began to fade.
“Pain could disrupt the next steps I have planned. But you will remember the punishment I gave you, anytime you think about abusing another person.” She said, a tone of authority in her voice.
Still gagged I couldn’t respond, but as she spoke it felt like something, some form of magic I couldn’t explain, pulsed through my body.
“When I release you, you will go lie down face up on the bed.” She said, I knew this was another order I would follow without trouble.
With a wave of her wand, I was free, though still gagged. As instructed I calmly walked over to a bed that I hadn’t seen, only now lit from above. I climbed on and lay down, and as soon as I did, straps flew from the corners, wrapping around my wrists and ankles. Then they pulled tight, and I once more found myself spread out.
She followed me to the bed, retrieving another object from her table of tools. I saw it once she climbed onto the bed beside me. It was a fake phallus. I had seen something similar in my mothers bedroom when I had snuck in a few times. I could only watch as she pressed the base of the toy against the spot where my own would normally be and it stuck there, sticking straight up. I was shocked when I looked at it, as the damn thing was bigger than me at my hardest, by both length and girth.
“Yes, Draco, this is what a real man’s cock should look like. Now then, I got myself a bit worked up while I was punishing you, and I need to do something about it before my next step. And I figure you deserve to see a woman astride you one last time.”
My mind raced at those words. One Last Time. What could she mean? The rules said she couldn’t permanently harm me. What was she planning?
These questions and others raced through my brain as Granger mounted herself atop me. I will say I did become a bit distracted as the damn mudblood was still very attractive and very naked astride me, even if I could only feel her bouncing on my hips. Worse for me, she was definitely enjoying herself, her moans filling the room as she rode the large cock as if it was mine. I couldn’t help that I was enjoying the show, I wanted to bring my hands up and grasp those bouncing breasts, use my hips to really fuck her and make her scream. But all I could do was watch, and feel my arousal burning through me. I actually wondered if my cock, trapped on the other side of the room, got hard or not. The feelings in my body said it should be, but I had no idea what her strange runic devices had done to me.
I don’t know how long she rode me, her moans hit higher pitches a few times, and I could tell her lower lips were dripping around the fake cock, it gleamed with every stroke upward she made. Eventually though, she finished with one final moan, and actually sat atop me breathing heavily, her hands resting on my chest, as if we had just had a passionate moment together, and not just her and her toy. Once she had her breath back, she climbed off the very wet toy, and then removed it from me, sending it flying back to her bench with a wave of her wand.
She cast another quick spell, and symbols floated in the air above her wand. She began waving her arms and clothing began flying from dark corners. As they arrived she began to dress herself back into the outfit she wore during the duel.
She then leaned over me to look in my eyes. “It’s time for lunch, I have to make sure people see me around, you know. So my little toys will keep you entertained and begin your training.”
She then tapped a finger on the gag in my mouth, and I felt it come to life, its shape beginning to change. Then her hand drifted lower. She tapped something between my legs. And then the strange sensation I had been feeling til then changed, and I realized there was something inside of me. It had been small before, easy to ignore. But now it was slowly moving, and it was getting a bit bigger. I couldn’t help cry out behind the gag, when it seemed to pulse or vibrate. There was something in my butt, and for some reason, something in me liked it. That pulse sent a shiver through me I could only identity as pleasure.
“Yeah, these took a lot of work. I only actually finished them a few days ago. But they will help me teach you what you should have already learned. You aren’t a man Draco. You never were, and you never will be. I should have seen it sooner. You are just a weak little sissy. And by the time I am done with you, you will know it too.”
I tried to scream at her around the gag, but little came out. Even though the shape had changed it still prevented anything from really getting out.
Then she placed the blindfold over my eyes again. I expected to be trapped in darkness again. But strangely there was soon something before my eyes. It hovered before my eyes, it looked like a picture frame, without a scene. But then a scene appeared. It was not as lifelike as most paintings were. It more reminded me of some of the childish paintings that were used to monitor children, cartoonish images. But this was not for children. The scene was some kind of dungeon, probably similar to the room I was in now as it were. There were two people in the scene. One was on their knees, and it wasn’t until the figure turned their head that I realized it was supposed to be me. Me as I was right now, the longer hair, the womans underwear, all of it. The other looked somewhat like one of the older ravenclaws, I wasn’t sure. He was dark skinned, a bit lighter than Blaise, and fit, as he was only wearing a set of shorts.
Shorts he quickly divested himself of revealing a rod similar in dimensions to the toy Granger had been riding. The fake me seemed to stare at his manhood with want. Then I heard her voice. Granger’s voice in my ears. “Touch it, you know you want to.”
I watched as not me reached out and touched the other boy's cock. Wait, no, was I moving, as I watched this faux vision of myself reach out and grasp the cock. It felt like I was on my knees, and I could feel it. As the vision continued I could feel the cock in my hands. The strength of its hardness, the texture of his skin, that massive head that appeared as I stroked, peeling back the sheath.
I didn’t want this, I didn’t want to be touching another man. But I couldn’t stop myself, I could only watch myself stroke it, and feel it move under my touch. Then came the next command. “Lick it slut.”
I felt the gag shift in my mouth, forcing me to open up, and as I had with all her other commands, I stuck my tongue out. I watched in horror as I licked the head of his cock. Worse, I could taste it. I don’t know what I was expecting, but there was a flavor and a feel to it. And then as I began to lick up and down the length, the other object came to life. The strange device inside me began to pulse, and with it came pleasure I couldn’t fight. As I watched myself play with the other man's cock, it gave me pleasure.
“Take it in your mouth now my little sissy.”
That word again. Sissy. It seemed to latch into my brain as she said it. Even as I watched myself rise up on my knees, and take him into my mouth. And it was there, a part of me knew it was the gag, reshaping itself, but it was hard to deny as I watched it play out before me, even as I felt the cock in my mouth. Another voice spoke then, not Granger, I realized it was the other boy. And he was telling me to use my tongue more. Without thinking I did, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock, all that was currently in my mouth. Then it hit me, I had done that, I couldn’t resist Granger’s voice, but without thinking I had obeyed. I stopped immediately. The voice didn’t say anything else, but instead of letting “Me” control the pace, he began forcing his way in as deep as he could, and also I realized that the thing inside me had stopped. I just sat there as this boy had his way with my mouth. I felt it when that fat head would hit the back of my throat. I even felt his hands on the side of my face as he gripped me to force himself as deep as he could. One of my hands was even still around the base of him, stroking him as he took my face, pleasing the length that couldn’t fit.
Then I heard him groan, and then I felt it. A bitter salty liquid filled my mouth.
“Swallow.” That was Granger, and with that I did, drinking down the man's ‘seed.’
I watched as he pulled out of my mouth, patted me on the head, and called me a “Good slut.”
Then the image was gone. I took a few moments in the darkness to breathe. Only for a new scene to appear. I looked exactly the same, but this time it was a different person standing over me. This time I recognized him. He was a Hufflepuff, one of the Beaters on their quidditch team. Walters I think was his name. He was a broad shouldered boy, with pale skin and ginger hair. He almost looked like a relative of the weasel. And just like the last boy, this one removed his shorts revealing himself. Similar length to the last, if thinner.
Then came Granger’s directions. “Touch it, you know you want to.”
And like before I reached out and began to stroke him. And like before the pleasure began again from the object inside me.
This time when the boy spoke, I ignored him immediately. And like before as soon as I did, the pulsing stopped, but the heat in me remained, the fire in my missing loins.
The cycle repeated, once I stopped playing along, he had his way with my mouth, even pressing further back, almost making me gag around him. But like the first time, his seed filled my mouth.
I again got a few moments to breathe, before the show started again. This time it was fucking Longbottom, when did he get so damn tall. And he was actually bigger than the first boy.
The game repeated, and once more when I stopped playing along, pleasure stopped rising. But it again didn’t leave. It was becoming harder to breathe, I felt like it was getting harder to focus as this heat built inside me. It didn’t help that like the second boy, Longbottom’s cock kept trying to force its way deeper.
Next came Blaise. This surprised me, as I had actually seen him nude coming from the shower, and this really was how he looked. I had always been a bit shocked he was bigger than me, I just wrote it off as him being taller than me. It was getting harder to focus with the extra sensations, when Blaise told me to use my tongue, I actually did, it was only when he then ordered me start sucking that I realized I was playing along to Granger’s game again and stopped. The waves stopped again, but I was so horny now. I was sure my cock would be as hard as I had ever known it to be.
The next boy was older, I think he was a Ravenclaw prefect. My head was swimming with the pleasure, this time when he told me to start sucking I did. When he told me to start stroking him with my mouth, I started bobbing my head up and down. It was strange that all he had to say was to relax, and suddenly I didn’t gag as the head of his cock went deeper in me. All I knew was that the pleasure continued, and even grew stronger. Weirdly I also started to feel additional waves of pleasure coming from my chest. Was it my nipples, I wasn’t sure as they were covered by the brassiere. As the prefect taught me how to please him with my mouth, the pleasure I received kept rising. And this time, when he finished in my mouth, the pleasure kept going and I finally broke. My body shook as an orgasm the likes I had never known rocketed through my body. I was still watching the moving images, and I watched myself as the waves of pleasure shook me to my core.
When it had finally passed, the Ravenclaw pulled out of my mouth, and called me a “Good Girl.”
My post orgasm brain wasn’t sure about that one. But the me in the image smiled up at him with a dazed expression.
I thought it would end when I surrendered. It didn’t. Next came Lee Jordan.
This time, Granger only told me to touch him. It was Jordan who told me to lick it. And I didn’t fight.
I didn’t actually cum again when he was done with me, no that came after I sucked two more cocks. An older boy from Slytherin, and a Hufflepuff. After them, I didn’t even hear Granger’s voice anymore, just the boys.
4 boys later, the current Head Boy, I came one last time, if anything they had gotten stronger with each one.
After him though, the images stopped. I wondered what was next, only for the blindfold to be removed. I blinked a few times, adjusting to the light. I realized I really had sat up. I wasn’t strapped down to the bed anymore. For a split second I considered running. But a part of me pointed out that she had my wand, both the wooden one and my personal one, so what would running actually get me.
To my surprise Granger was once more naked.
“I have to say, I didn’t think you would break that quickly. I thought it would at least be during the dinner session. Your little clitty is quite the mess in its new home.”
I could really only glare at her, which just made her smile more. I wondered what she meant about my cock, I was sure that was what she was referring to.
“Well, I want to see what you learned.”
I’m sure I looked confused as she said that.
“Did you know that potions work in France has made wonders in potions related to sex? I’m sure these potions would be proscribed here, wouldn’t want us girls getting ideas would we.”
The potion she showed me had a pinkish color, close to skin tone, but with some sparkles running through it. She drank it down, and I watched in horrified fascination as she sprouted a cock of her own. It seemed to simply grow out of her groin. I would put it around the size of Blaise, though he was circumcised, where Granger’s new one was uncut. Once it seemed fully grown, she gave it a few strokes, before she stood before me on the bed. The gag responded to her intent, freeing my mouth, though I felt it still affixed to my head, so I assume it just shifted place.
“Well?” Was all she said, as her cock pointed at my nose.
I worked my jaw a moment, staring at the cock in my face, before I sighed, and reached up to take hold of it. I started with light stroking, before I leaned forward and licked it. I spent a little bit like that. She hadn’t ordered me, so I didn’t have to do this, but it also felt different than whatever happened while I was blindfolded. The texture was a bit different, and there was a smell there that wasn’t there before.
I’m sure there was a part of me saying that this was still okay, because while it was a penis, it wasn’t a real penis, it was attached to a girl. I had been forced to suck those guys' cocks, and they weren’t real. And neither was this, it was a fake penis made by magic. I am definitely not gay. This is all Granger’s fault. While I’m thinking that I have taken her into my mouth, teasing the sheathed head of her penis with my tongue.
A big difference I soon discovered between Granger, and her Illusory boys, is that she is a lot more talkative.
“Well Draco, your good, is this all from the last couple hours, or have you been sucking off your seniors for a while?”
Or in more true Granger fashion, “You know Draco, statistically speaking there have to be way more gays and lesbians here at hogwarts than let on. Hell, in the wizarding world. I bet a ton of wizards wish they could be in your place right now.”
And after a few moans, which I was wierdly pleased by, “How’s that feel Draco, how’s it feel to have a mudbloods cock down your throat.”
And after a few more moans that led to, “Now drink a mudbloods cum!”
This was a moment that actually shocked me, as while all the “boys” had cum, none came like this. I don’t know if it was the potion or what, but her first shot had me choking as it blasted the back of my throat. This caused her to pull out, and I had my first experience of cum hitting me in the face. It even got in one eye, and I couldn’t help it. That eye started watering.
It was odd then to watch her cock soften, then recede, until it was gone. I guessed the potion was only designed for a single use.
She actually flopped backwards onto the bed then. A smile spread across her face when she got a good look at me. “Oh how the mighty have fallen, Draco Malfoy, nothing but a cum covered slut.”
Her laughter filled the room, and despite everything I could feel the flush of shame on my cheeks, even as her cum dripped down my nose.
Then she got an amused smirk on her face. “You did a good job, I think you deserve a reward.”
She got up from the bed, instead of summoning she physically retrieved something from the desk. She returned carrying something that looked like a bundle of leather straps.
Once she was standing beside the bed, she began to step into the some of the straps, and I realized it was some kind of harness. And then I saw the object affixed to the center of it. My penis.
“Yes, this is your little clitties new home. While attached to this there are so many fun things I can do. While you were learning to suck cock, I had it nulled. It couldn’t get hard, and you wouldn’t feel anything from it. You managed to cum just from my other little toy several times, and while it still leaked out, you were never hard. Now I can flip that…” As she said that, she pressed a spot on the harness, and a rune that had been invisible lit up for a moment. And I gasped, as not only did I feel my cock again, but I also felt as it hardened. “And not only can you feel it again, but look at that, ready to go in all its pitiful glory.”
Then just as when she had grown her own, she stepped on the bed, and presented me with my own cock. I didn’t want to suck my cock, she knew I didn’t, I could tell. Because this time she didn’t give me a choice. “Suck you little clit your worthless sissy.”
And as ordered I did it. I didn’t even bother stroking it, just took it into my mouth. Even with my nose touching her stomach, my own tool couldn’t even reach the back of my throat let alone go down it. And despite the very pleasurable sensations I was giving myself, all I felt was shame. She made it worse somehow by causing the strange object inside me to pulse with pleasure again as I teased my own cock with my tongue.
After a few paltry minutes, with a whimper as opposed to a moan, I came, barely any seed spilling from me.
I cried then. Was she right? Was I this pathetic of a man? Worse, I knew a part of me had enjoyed that.
She pulled back, so that my now tiny flaccid tool hung in front of my face, truly putting my inadequacy on full display for me.
“See, wasn’t that a nice reward. Because Sissy’s like you don’t get to cum, you are for making others cum.”
“Now, let's lock this thing up.” And I watched as she pressed a different rune, and a metal plate seemed to appear, and I felt as my penis was pressed flat against the leather. It felt strange, confined and tight, and weirdly hot.
She leaned back against the end of the bed, watching me then. I assume watching my reactions at each new humiliation.
I don’t know what caused me to do it.
“Why?”
It was quiet, and it was unsure, but I still got it out.
That got an amused look on her face.
“Why what?” She asked back. Smirking.
“Why are you doing this? And don’t say revenge. Revenge would have been killing me, or trapping me, or any other number of things. Why this? We may hate each other, but I have known each other for years, and this is not the Granger I have been insulting since first year?”
She nodded over dramatically. “Ohh. I see. I get it. You’re right. I am different.”
She waved her wand, and two strange bottles came floating over. She opened one and handed it to me. It was just water, but I took it gratefully. She took a drink from her own, before she continued.
“Strange set of events I would say. I had been working on a rune project, that mirror that can show you other angles actually. It was meant to be like a security system, like the muggle version of wards I guess. I had brought it with me to France. I was staying with my aunt and uncle there. My parents had an issue at work during the school year, so couldn’t take the time off we normally would, so instead I spent almost the entire break with my father’s sister.”
I leant back against the headboard as she continued. I was actually curious what turned the bookish nerd into some kind of sex pervert.
“When I got there they introduced me to a young man who stayed with them. He was attractive, if a bit effeminate. They told me he was helping around the house to pay for his lodging. I discovered that was a lie, but I understood why. They didn’t want me, or their son, my cousin to know what he really was. Their toy.”
Now she had me intrigued.
“I was testing out my mirror the third night I was there, when I accidentally caused it to show me the room next to mine. That happened to be my Aunt and Uncle's room. They were both nude, and they had a person on the floor between them. I eventually realized it was the young man. He was made up to look like a girl, and they were taking turns making him do things. Things I didn’t fully understand. I knew what sex was, clinically at least, but I had never actually felt any sexual feeling towards others. Even Krum, Yes he was handsome, and I could understand that, and I liked that he showed interest in me, but I never really felt anything back. But watching my aunt and uncle have their way with this feminized boy, I was properly horny for the first time in my life. I spent most of that week watching them.”
I took another swig from the water as I listened.
“It was one night when they had him in a pale blonde wig that made me think of you. In that wig he looked like he could have been your sister. Maybe it was post orgasm clarity, but that night after a very nice time watching them, the image of you in one of his outfits popped into my head, and I wasn’t mad about it. And I spent much of the rest of the summer making all these things. There was also a surprising amount of information on the internet.”
“The what?” I asked.
“A muggle thing for sharing information. Don’t worry about it. But with my head full of all the ideas, I just had to figure out how to get you. Strangely it was my uncle who gave me the idea. They had some guests over one night, and he and another man were arguing over some legal loopholes that had helped get a client out of trouble, but they weren’t happy about it. But it got me thinking about wizarding law. I got a hold of every wizarding law book I could a few days later.”
“That sounds more like you.” I couldn’t help it. She actually gave me a real smile then before she continued.
“I learned quite a lot, some things I am saving for later situations. But what caught my eye was the still existing dueling codes, specifically the setting of stakes. In truth, I wasn’t sure I could win in a direct duel. Until I discovered there were different styles. Class 3 was from an era where wizards still carried swords, so it allowed physical contact, which is actually banned in class 1 and 2. I spent the rest of the summer preparing for that fight. I won’t lie, I set you up. We didn’t need to be on a platform, but I knew you wouldn’t know that, so it let me plan out my attacks.”
My palm found my forehead at that piece of information, teaches me to go into a duel without knowing the rules.
“So that just left the tools. Those took a lot of work. And some of them, I kind of had to test on myself, as I had no one else to use them on. The first time I tried the toy I put in your butt on myself, well, it’s a good thing the walls were as soundproof as they were.”
I won’t lie, the idea of Granger stuck in this same situation did make me smile, and cause a sensation that made me wince a bit.
“I actually first tried the Futa potion, the one that gave me a penis, just so I could test out the chastity rings. Now, I might be a little addicted to that potion. Speaking of…”
As if by magic, well duh, another vile of the pink liquid appeared in her hands and she quickly downed it. The exact same penis once more sprouted from between her legs.
“Let’s try some different positions, really show you how your mouth can serve cock.”
And that was how the afternoon went. She had her way with my mouth over and over. Some were very strange. Lying on my back with my head off the edge of the bed, really allowed her to go into my throat, a sensation that was both terrifying and also strangely enjoyable. She sat on my chest and bent my head up to press into her crotch, her ass resting on my chest triggered whatever hidden pleasure toys she had attached to my nipples, making me like that position more than I probably should have. There was also a position she called 69, which I’m sure would be fun for someone whose cock wasn’t trapped in a separate device. Though she did do some teasing of the area where it should be and I was surprised by the somewhat pleasurable sensations that caused. I thought she said something about being able to “cum like a girl” but I was rather occupied so I can’t be sure.
After six or seven rounds of that, with the pulsing toys filling me with pleasure I may have lost track, she gave me another “reward.” She tapped a rune above the metal plate squeezing my cock, and it began to pulse and vibrate like the thing in me. Even separated from me, it was like I could feel it through my whole body. I actually moaned as I came that time. Granger laughed, saying, “Now you're sounding like a girly slut.”
Then she was redressing, “Time for dinner.” She explained.
She tapped some spots on the blindfold that flared up as glowing runes when she did. “You progressed faster than I expected, so I am moving you to stage two while I’m gone.”
Then she placed the device over my head, and left me to wait for whatever she had planned next.
Just like before It was like I was watching it even as I felt it. Instead of the dungeon, this time I was in a quidditch locker room. It looked just like the one I got changed in for a game, except it was red and gold. And standing before me, already naked, were the so-called Flying Foxes. All three were amazingly fit. And all three had cocks, though unlike Granger’s magic penis, these had balls as well.
“Looks like someone left us a present, hey girls.” Said one of them. The other two nodded. Soon enough I had one cock in my mouth, as I stroked the other two. As I did, Granger’s vibrating toys kept me at a nice pleasant state of arousal, though it felt a bit different now as I could feel my cock trying to get hard and failing, though in a way that was actually just adding to my current state.
The girls took turns, sometimes fucking my throat, other times wanting to be stroked and licked. They would give orders, and I would follow them. Just as before, I felt everything, even though I was watching it from the outside. When one of them finished on my face, I felt it, even as it ran down my cheek.
The three had their way with me for what felt like a while, before one of them pulled out of my mouth, and spun me around. When a new cock appeared before me, I didn’t hesitate, I was already sucking it, before I glanced up, and realized, it wasn’t one of the girls. It was one of the twins. And I found that one hand was already around the cock of the other one, while my other hand was around the rather large cock of Ron Weasley. I wanted to be sick, I wanted to back off, part of me didn’t want this. And yet, without any magical prompting from Granger’s voice, I kept going.
They were rougher than the girls. The girls had wanted to play, these three wanted my throat. Instead of trading off, one would shove themselves in as far as I could take it. I’m guessing so fiddling on Granger’s part was why that meant I kept finding my nose pressed to skin. Ron’s was the worst, it was thick and long, and even with whatever she had done, it was still an effort to have that monster stretching my throat.
When all had spent themselves in me, they stepped back, all wearing similar expressions of scorn. Part of me felt shame. A new part of me though, continued to have my cock straining at its cage. Was I really enjoying this, or was Granger doing something to me. I wasn’t sure I wanted to know either way.
Then he stepped up. I knew he would be there. Physically he was the smallest of them all, in height and size. His cock was still larger than mine though. Of course it was Potter. And he just smiled at me, that patient, infuriating smile. Worse, where the boys were rough, he was gentle. Not forcing, just guiding my mouth to the head of his weapon. I knew if I fought, it would probably happen anyway, so yeah, I did it. I sucked his cock. All while he told me I was a good girl, and all as Granger’s infernal devices drove me to insanity. And of course, the moment he came in my mouth, all the vibrations came to life, and my own orgasm followed right after.
I expected the scene to change, or new people to arrive. But instead they all just circled me. I would be bounced around from one cock to another. The twins even tried to shove them both in me at once. After what felt like hours, I was nothing but a worn out cum soaked mess, laid out on the floor of the locker room.
Then I was back on the bed. And she was there. And she was smiling that knowing smile.
“Have fun?” She asked.
“Fuck you.” Was all I said, though there was almost no venom to it. I was too tired, and still I was fighting in my head with the part of me that was enjoying this.
She laughed. Then she leaned forward and removed the gag harness. It had still been attached to my head even though it wasn’t gagging me.
“Turn around.” I did as ordered, presenting her with my back. Her hand snaked into the back of panties. And I squeeked, actually squeeked, as she took a hold of something that was between my cheeks, and pulled. It came out of me with a pop, and as it did, a new and strange sense of pleasure had shot through me.
For the first time I saw the object that had been in me. It looked like a metal egg, on a short rod, with a t shaped handle.
She handed me a towel, and a small bundle of fabric. “There is a bathroom through that door. Take a shower, then put those on.”
Without a word, I obeyed. Just as I was about to close the door she called out to me, “Oh, just sit down to pee, the device will handle the rest.”
I hadn’t actually thought about that until she said it.
I stripped down first, removing the pink lingerie. And that was when I finally saw them. There were small silver rings hanging from my nipples. I gingerly gave one a tug, and the shock of pain, and pleasure? jolted through me. She had pierced my nipples like a girl pierced her ears. That felt like a violation of the rules. Hadn’t she said no permanent harm to my body? I wanted to go back out there and demand answers. But I decided to wait. Instead I stared in the mirror at my body. Had I always been that lean? And if I focused on my chest ignoring the rings, were they bigger? I also spent a while staring at the strange space where my manhood should be. Being able to see it better, I still wasn’t sure what it was. The color was almost that of my skin, and it was basically a triangle, with one line running just below my waist, and the others meeting somewhere between my legs. I touched it gently, and it felt like my skin, I even felt a strange sense of pleasure when my fingers touched the spot where my rod should be.
The more I stared, the more I wondered. I had never been fascinated enough with my nude self to know if something had changed. Were my hips always like that? Was my ass always that round? And I could have sworn I had more body hair.
Eventually I shook myself out of my reverie, and made use of the toilet. As promised, when I tried to pee, I watched the stream expel from a spot on my groin.
Once I was done, I entered the shower. I spent a while washing up. I probably spent too long on my groin and my nipples, but something about being soaped up and rubbing them was an all new experience in my current state. And the longer hair took longer to wash. I was a bit annoyed by the cleaning products, they all smelled so flowery, I knew I was going to smell like them for days I was sure.
After a shower that was probably much longer than it needed to be, I got out, and toweled off. Then I got “dressed.” The clothes she gave me were two items. At least this time they were green.
One reminded me of the swimsuits I had seen some girls wear, though this certainly wasn’t for swimming, but it did hug my body going from groin to underarms, and then with two little straps over the shoulders. The second I knew was a slip, I had seen my mother wear them under her dresses. It slid over top like a loose dress stopping just at the tops of my thighs. Once more I looked in the mirror and stared at the girl in it. By Merlin was Granger right about me?
Those were my thoughts as I exited the room. Granger, who this time hadn’t undressed, sat waiting. She patted the bed, and I quietly sat next to her. Just as she was about to do something though I had to ask?
“Why don’t the piercings count as harm?” I asked.
She seemed surprised by the question. “I wasn’t sure they would work actually, but I had a guess they would. You probably don’t know but piercings aren’t actually permanent. Almost all piercings will close up over time. Nipples close rather quickly.” She actually pulled down her top revealing her breasts. “You can’t even tell that I tested those on mine first can you?”
I actually did look at her nipples then, and honestly I saw no sign that they had ever been pierced.
“Like I said earlier. Loopholes. Now, time for bed. Turn around.” Once more I turned from her. She pulled aside the bottom of the underwear and with surprising ease popped the egg shaped device back into me. As she did that strange feeling of pleasure struck again, and I felt a shiver run through me. Then she tucked me into the bed, before she put the blindfold on me once more.
“Enjoy the sleep setting, my little sissy.” Then, instead of the usual images filling my brain, there was a series of runes that flashed several times.
Sleep was strange. I know I slept, but I also remember things. There were moments I couldn’t explain. Moments that felt real, even if I couldn’t fully explain them. But also, there was her voice. It wasn’t commanding, it wasn’t overpowering, it was soft, and gentle. I think she was doing something to me in my sleep, but I couldn’t be sure of what.
I awoke to sound, though no light. I could hear something, but the blindfold was still in place. Once I was more awake, I realized it was Granger talking. But not to me, did she bring someone else in here.
“Amazing, you're doing amazing for a first timer. Better than Draco, and I had to fuck with his head to teach him to suck dick.”
I shot up in the bed at that. Without thinking I reached up and to my surprise I was able to pull the blindfold off. Granger, naked again, was sitting on the edge of the bed, and there was a girl on her knees in front of her, also nude. At first all I saw was pale skin and dark hair, as the girl appeared to be sucking Granger’s dick.
“Oh look he’s awake. Say good morning.” Granger said.
The other girl lifted her head from Granger’s lap, and I gasped when I recognized her. “Astoria?”
“Good morning.” Said my betrothed. Then she went back to sucking her off. Granger actually moaned at her attention.
“What the hell is going on?” I yelled. I actually yelled. I actually started to rise.
“Oh calm down sissy.” And like that, the wind was gone. The magic forced me to calm down, and I leaned back against the headboard. All I could do was watch as the women I was supposed to marry in a few years very emphatically pleasured another. True, I had had some fun with Parknison a time or two, but she didn’t have a betrothal. I sat and watched as Granger groaned in pleasure, before she erupted, filling first her mouth, then covering her face in her cum. As she did, her cock once more shrank away. My cum covered fiance just smiled and leaned her head on Granger’s thigh.
Now that they were finished, I found I could speak again, but all I could say was, “Why?’
“So you made sure to tell all your friends you might be gone for the weekend, but you forgot to tell her. It seems in your haste to try and have your way with me, you forgot that you were supposed to have lunch in Hogsmeede today. I heard her asking people at breakfast if they knew where you were. I caught up with her just after and away from others. I said I knew where you were and would be happy to bring her to you.”
She said this as she pet Astoria’s cum covered hair.
“She was shocked when she saw you. More shocked when I showed her the tiny thing you claimed was a cock. I offered to let her stick around, and I promised to show her that us girls don’t need boys anyway. Your fiance has a delicious cunt, I enjoyed eating her out while you slept. You finally woke up as I was teaching her to suck dick.”
Astoria didn’t comment, but she did share a rather lascivious smile with Draco, a look he had never seen from the normally cold girl.
“Now, I had some other plans for today, but I have decided, and this lovely girl agreed, that I can add an extra one to today. You see, I was just going to make you into a sissy, but making you a sissy cuck would just be the icing on the cake.”
“What?” I asked. “What do you mean?”
“You are going to watch as I deflower your fiance.” She said with a grin. “You are going to sit there, and watch me fuck her sensless. And when you get horny, you will play with yourself like the girly sissy slut you are.”
And just like that, I was silent again. Granger took another shot of her pink potion, and her cock appeared again. Then she pulled Astoria onto the bed, laying her on the bed, so her still cum splattered face lay before me. I looked down at the woman I was supposed to marry one day, and I watched her face as Granger lined up her cock with the slit I could just see beneath the wisps of dark hair between her legs. She winced as Granger pressed in, even letting out a small pained moan as about half of Granger’s cock was forced inside. Then as she slowly pulled out I saw the blood, confirming that my betrothed had truly been waiting for me. And instead she gave it to this muggle born, this mudblood. That might actually be the moment I broke. Before this I was sure that once this day was over, I would go back to normal. But no, Granger had just truly taken something from me, and I wasn’t sure I could take that.
Once she had time to adjust, Granger went with a will. The room was soon filled with the sounds of the two girls' moans.
“You are so tight, it’s amazing.” From Granger, Incoherent sounds from Astoria.
As I watched the two of them, it did feel like something in my head broke. I felt myself begin to cry, even as one hand drifted to one of my pierced nipples, while the other went lower. Even as I cried at the loss of something, my masculinity probably, I began to touch myself in a way I knew meant I wasn’t a boy anymore. And as I toyed with my nipples and teased at the space where my cock once was, I found myself moaning as well.
It was quite a show, Granger’s magic penis had stamina. She started with long deep thrusts, getting Astoria nice and stretched out. Then she lay atop her, pressing their breasts and lips together, snogging heavily as Granger pounded her with fast hip movements. Granger eventually returned to her knees, but pulled up Astoria with her, now having the younger girl bounce herself silly on the long cock as Granger went at the girl's smaller tits with her mouth. Then Granger had her back off, only so she could spin her around pulling her Astoria’s back to her chest. And as Granger started thrusting upwards, her hands encircled the smaller woman and began teasing her nipples and cunt. The work of her fingers combined with her long deep thrusts seemed to be enough to finally push Astoria over the edge, and she came with a scream of pleasure. And that seemed to be the trigger for Granger as well who groaned as her cock spasmed deep inside Astoria’s now well fucked cunt.
As she lay back against Granger’s chest, the breathless Astoria sputtered out, “That was amazing darling.”
Granger, once she managed to find her voice, “Thank you. That was actually my first time.”
“Really?” Astoria asked. A touch of excitement. “So we took each other's virginities did we?”
“I guess so.” Granger agreed. She glanced at me, then back to Astoria. “Want to switch?”
“What?” Astoria asked, confusion in her voice.
“I have brewed plenty of that potion, would you like to try it?”
“Oh that does sound fun.”
So soon enough I was treated to another sight. My fiance with a cock. Her’s wasn’t as big as Granger’s. Granger started on top, but Astoria wasn’t enjoying that position as much, so they tried a few more. In the end Astoria finished while taking Granger from behind, a position both seemed to enjoy based on the sounds they made.
I never came, I was horny as hell from the show I just watched, but I guess that while I could tease myself this way, I doubted I could finish. That seemed like something Granger would set up.
I could only sit there as the two cuddled together then, in their post orgasm glow. Then Granger’s face seemed to light up and she whispered something into Astoria’s ear. The younger girl giggled but nodded.
Granger acquired two more vials, and soon both girl’s cocks had returned. Then Granger got up on her knees, and motioned me forward. I crawled over knowing where this was going. Once I was close enough she pulled my face forward, and soon enough I was sucking her off once more.
I was surprised though when Granger took a firm hold of the sides of my face, and spoke. “So I was planning to do this next step myself, but I think it's even better to have your fiance do it.”
Trapped with my face to her stomach I had no idea what she meant, until I felt hands on my ass. The bottom of my outfit was shifted aside, and I groaned around Granger’s cock as the egg was removed. My groan shifted to a cry of surprise as Astoria replaced the toy with something much bigger, her cock.
“She gets to have your virginity too.”
It didn’t hurt, I guessed that was Granger’s doing. There was a strange pressure and a fullness even greater than the egg had done. Besides that came the pleasure. It was a sensation I couldn’t explain, but I also couldn’t argue that it felt amazing.
“You see Draco, Sissy’s take it in both holes. At the same time if you can manage it.”
And then she did. She was already deep in my throat, but soon she was fucking my face in time with Astoria’s strokes and I was just a toy for them to fuck.
I think I was crying again, whatever manhood I had was gone after this. Granger broke me, in little more than a day. I knew I would never be the same again, especially now that Astoria knew. If it had just been me and Granger, I might have pretended, but there was no escaping a girl who was to be my future wife. It was as these thoughts went through me, that my fiance fucked me to an orgasm. I came from being fucked like a girl, worse I heard Granger laughing, so she must have known. I wondered if the harness my former penis was stuck to was within her site. I knew it was my former penis. I realized now she wasn’t giving it back. Nothing in the rules said she had to. I bet she was saving that, her last surprise for me. It didn’t matter, she won.
Not long after I came, so did Astoria. The feeling of someone cumming inside you was a novel experience I will say. A bit strange, but by the point it happened I had already surrendered so I might as well try to enjoy things. I actually did my best to finish off Granger once that happened.
After that, it was apparently lunch time. They went off to eat together, I got my egg reinserted, and the blindfold and gag back. This time I was in the slytherin locker room. The rest of my team, all boys, had their way with me, both holes this time. Like the gag, apparently the plug could simulate cocks as well for basically the same purpose.
I should have been upset or angry when next the blindfold was removed, and I found it was now four girls with cocks this time waiting for me. Pansy, who smiled an evil smile as her new tool was staring me in the face. A mid-sized thing between Granger and Astoria. And of all people my insane cousin Lovegood, whose cock was actually little bigger than my own.
They spent the afternoon having their way with me. I would get two cocks, and the other two would play together. Granger actually added a second virginity to her list, when she fucked my cousin. The strange girl was nearly silent the whole time, though she made some noise both when she finished, and when Granger filled her up.
“Can you get me pregnant this way?” Luna asked in her usual not all here tone. Astoria, who was still having her way with my mouth actually looked up for the answer to this as well.
Granger smiled at them and answered, "That's a slightly more complex potion. I do know how to make it though. It would give us balls as well, and it lasts for 3 orgasms at a time.”
Pansy, whose attention had been on saying humiliating things to me as she fucked me in the ass, looked thoughtful at that. “Having balls while pounding him could be fun.”
“I’m sure we can arrange a time to try, couldn’t we Sissy?” Granger asked mockingly.
I couldn’t really respond with a cock in my throat, but I wasn’t meant to. The girls knew what I was now. I was sure I was going to start getting pulled into broom closets soon.
“Is there a potion like this that is permanent?” Luna asked, playing with her little cock while waiting her turn.
“Not that I have found.” Granger answered.
“Pity, I think I like this more than the little thing that’s usually there. It’s more fun to play with.”
The other three gave her odd looks at that one.
She really liked getting to use my mouth.
They each used me at least twice. By the end of the day, when they were heading to dinner I was a mess, my face and hair covered in what I couldn’t swallow, and the girl's cum was a steady flow out my well used hole.
Then it was back in my blindfold while they left. No teams, just the three Weasley's having a fun time with me in the slytherin common room.
When I could see again, I did have a shock. The other girls were gone, but Granger did have a guest. Blaise. And he was already naked. He looked exactly as he had in Granger’s magic images.
“Granger’s says your the new slytherin fuck toy?” Blaise amusement dripping from his tone.
“As long as you don’t break him.” Granger confirmed. “And I get him on weekends.”
“Seems fair. I like what you’ve already done with him. The little slut is hot.”
“I have a whole bag of clothes you can take back with him.”
Blaise just grinned.
Granger then turned her attention to me. “I doubt Harry would ever want in on this, but I still wanted something special to finish the night for you Sissy.”
She produced a different colored vial this time. It was an ugly greyish color. She drank it down quickly, wincing at the taste. And then she changed. Soon enough standing next to naked Blaise, was a fully nude Potter.
My whole body sagged. But when Blaise climbed on the bed, I let him feed me his cock. If only so I wouldn’t see what happened behind me. I still felt it when she entered me though.
She fucked me hard, even as Blais stuffed my throat with his fat one, Granger pounded me with all the strength Potter’s body could manage. And despite his stature he kept himself fit. It was actually the hardest I had been fucked all day. All the girls had enjoyed going slow and deep, except for Lovegood, but she didn’t have the build to go that hard.
Blaise was enjoying choking me with his thickness, going as deep as he could for as long as he could before pulling it out. I always knew he was a bit of a sadist. He even pinched my nose shut a few times. That freaked me out, but he never held it that long. Meanwhile Granger was ranting at me in Potter’s voice, calling me a sissy, a fag, all the vitriol I’m sure Potter himself might throw if he wasn’t such a good man. Strange that that was a thought I had. Potter was a good man, who I had been tormenting for years. Enough that his best friend decided to break me, for him. I realized as all this was happening that that was true. She was doing this to take me off the board. One less thing to stress out Potter.
And I knew that it worked.
“Potter” finished inside me mere minute before the potion wore off. Blaise spent that time abusing my throat. He actually came twice, after the first one, he left his cock in my mouth, and without orders I used all I had learned to make him hard once more, all so he could go back to stretching my throat. The second load he splattered on my face as he laughed.
“How did I never know you were this bent you little slut. I am gonna have so much fun with you.” said Blaise as I sat back.
Meanwhile Granger was panting behind me, having returned to her normal form. I just sat there, waiting, wondering if there would be more. But no. It was done.
Granger got up and retrieved my wand. Then handed me a bag and pointed me back at the bathroom from earlier. I got cleaned up, then opened the bag. Inside I found my clothes from the day before, though my underwear was gone, replaced with a set of pink panties and a matching bra. I put them on without thought, again I wondered if she had manipulated my body, because the bra felt like it fit a bit too well.
When I stepped out of the bathroom Blaise and Granger were dressed, sipping tea in a pair of chairs and apparently discussing me.
“I think we have an arrangement.” Blaise said as I walked up.
“Agreed.” said Granger, as she sipped her tea.
“Come along Sissy.” Said Blaise as he rose from the seat.
I looked at Granger. “What about my…” I trailed off.
“Astoria had the harness. I showed her how it works. Maybe she will let you have some fun one day. As for your balls. Those are mine. Be a good boy and maybe you will get them back some day.”
Blaise actually shuddered at her words. But I simply nodded, and followed him out of the room.
He led me back to our common room, then straight to the dorm.
Crabbe, Goyle, and Theo were all there.
“Sissy, strip and show them.” The other three boys were confused by Blaise’s until without a word of protest, I stripped there in the room down to my pink underwear.
Crabbe and Goyle looked confused, while Theo began to laugh.
“A present from Granger of all people. The little slut sucks cock like a champ, and even loves a good fuck, and check this out.” As he said that, he patted my groin, “She feminized him, no cunt, but no cock either, she’s a proper girl now.”
“Holy shit!” cried Theo, as his laughter continued. “I always knew that girl was scary, but she feminized the Prince. That’s amazing.”
“She wants him on weekends, but the rest of the time, the Sissy is ours.”
As Blaise explained my new state of being, I just stood and listened. Theo, once his laughter subsided, actually came over and began to grope me, grabbing my ass, and investigating the piercings.
“Damn, was his ass always this nice.” Theo exclaimed.
“Have fun, I already fucked his face twice.” said Blais, before he went off for a shower.
Theo dragged me to his bed. Crabbe and Goyle, simply stared for a minute, shrugged, and then went to their own beds.
I spent the night in Theo’s bed. He became the first real guy to use my ass. I wasn’t going to count Granger pretending to be Potter. But it did settle things for me, I was just a toy now.
Theo and Blaise spent the week passing me back and forth. Crabbe and Goyle apparently had no interest. They didn’t say anything, but the also never asked. They never told anyone either though. I half expected a note from my father about my shameful behavior but it never came. I still kept up my classwork. Though I spent one night working on an essay while sitting on Theo’s lap, that was a strange one.
And I did in fact get pulled into a broom closet by a few girls. Apparently they really liked Granger’s pink potion. A few even acquired the more advanced one she spoke of, as when Pansy fucked my face her balls bounced off my chin, and her cock didn’t disapear after that first use. I was sure my Cousin was using it as well, you could just tell that her skirt wasn’t sitting the way it used to.
That next weekend I was led back to the room by Astoria after breakfast. To my shock, nearly a dozen girls were waiting, some hadn’t even waited for my arrival, as a few girls were already sucking cock or getting fucked.
They stripped me down, but then had me put on some clothes. It was like a chopped up version of a girls uniform. The shirt had no sleeves, and the skirt was much shorter. Then they handed me off to Bullstrode. While she would never be pretty, she had grown into her features, but she was still a massive girl, and with that size came a massive cock courtesy of the potion. A massive veiny cock with big swinging balls beneath.
I assumed some of Granger’s magic was the only reason that monster fit down my throat. Even then I still couldn’t really function as she choked me on that massive tool. She raped my throat as many watched on, before she filled my stomach with the first of what would be many loads of cum that day. Then she made me stroke and lick her back to hardness. She sat in a chair for the next part, before she lifted me up, and skewered me. I thought I screamed, but no sound came out, as the largest cock yet, plowed my guts. Other girls were cheering her on as she bounced me in her lap. I was like a child in her massive hands.
By the time she finished, I felt more stretched out than ever, and her cum dripped from my well fucked hole. Not that that stopped another girl from using it. I spent the rest of the day taking cocks in one end or another. Even my own at one point. I came several time from getting fucked, but at one point Astoria, like Granger before, wore the harness my penis was attached to and the girls laughed as I sucked myself off.
All the while Granger held court in the center of the room. She had a massive chair on a slightly raised dais, where she watched all that happened. Not that she didn’t participate. There was usually another girl on their knees before her, or in her lap. There was even a point where Bulstrode was sitting in the chair with her cock buried up Granger’s ass, even as Astoria sucked her off.
Astoria eventually helped me back to the dorms, a well fucked mess. Only to do it all again the next day. They did at least clean me up and take me to lunch on sunday. They didn’t want people to assume I was completely disappearing ever weekend.
And that was my life. Go to classes, occasionally suck a few cocks during the day, finish homework, then spend the night in someone's bed with either my face or my ass getting stuffed with dick.
And by the end of the second week I knew for sure that Granger was messing with my body. I had breasts. They were small, and my uniform hid them well, but as soon I was stripped, they were there for all to see. Theo got a kick out of cumming on them and Blais liked playing with my new nipples, which had puffed up. The rings in them had grown a little as well to match size with my larger nipples. I was certain my ass was a bit larger as well. In truth I was beyond caring at this point. She could probably turn me fully into a girl and I would really be bothered. Not that I would tell her that or I would end up with a third hole for them to fuck endlessly.
I was shocked about a month later when I wasn’t the only sissy at the girls weekend. A gryffindor a year younger than me, and a ravenclaw I barely remembered were there too, both in girls outfits, and both happily playing along as the girls had their way with them. I didn’t know if Granger had done this, or if they had simply found boys who wanted to play along.
A few days after the second month of this, Snape actually pulled me into his office, questioning if everything was alright with me. Asking about my mission. I barely remembered I had one, but I played along, though I had to fight the part of me that said I should be on my knees offering him my mouth. Another part of me still knew that was a terrible idea.
It was strange that somehow this was being kept hidden from the teachers, but they had always been a bit oblivious to what we students did most of the time.
“Stay over winter break.” Was the order from Granger. I didn’t ask, or argue, I simply nodded. I sent a letter to my father saying I was working on a plan related to my task, so I had to stay. I received no reply, but that was all the approval I needed. The rest of the boys in my dorm room left, so for the first time in months I actually slept in my own bed, in a green nightie of course.
After Christmas breakfast, I met up with Granger where she led me to the usual room. She gave me the slutty uniform to wear, that was what the girls called the chopped down girls uniform they had me wear a lot. Though the top had been adjusted to show off my breasts, they were now up to B cups apparently. Granger had to give me a spell to hide them during the day after they got a bit too big for my shirts. She also added a pink collar, she showed me the word Sissy written across it.
I assumed she wanted me alone, but then I heard the voice as the door opened. “Come on, she has been working on your present for months.”
I knew that voice, the youngest weasel. And that meant I knew who she had to be leading in. And I was confirmed right as they entered the light. It was Potter, looking confused as his girlfriend led him towards an occupied bed. My hair was down, instead of pulled back like I had been wearing it to class, and Granger had even done some makeup on me, so I’m sure he was trying to figure out who the strange half naked girl was. Meanwhile Granger just sat in her chair smiling.
“We knew you were having a hard time already, so Hermione offered to help take away one of your problems. Now that problem is your present. I present to you, Sissy Malfoy.” Weasley explained before waving her hand towards me.
I watched Potter’s face for the sign of recognition. Then I heard him whisper “Malfoy?”
I gave him a small smile and a wave. Honestly, I was shocked they hadn’t shown me off to him sooner.
He just sort of stood there in shock, which is why he didn’t notice his girlfriend behind him stripping. She had never been part of the weekend games, but I wasn’t surprised she knew. I expect she had been bedding Potter this whole time to help with his “Stress.”
Potter’s shock turned to total confusion as his now nude girlfriend began to pull him towards the bed. He put up a token resistance as she then began to strip him of his clothes. Once she had him stripped, she used her own oral skills to awaken his cock, but when she saw him shut his eyes she pulled me towards them. I had shared cocks with girls on the weekends, so it wasn’t a new experience to suck a cock alongside another girl. Potter actually moaned as the two of us worked his cock between our mouths.
Out of the corner of my eye I saw Granger lift her skirt, revealing her already hard cock and lack of panties. She didn’t approach, just stroked herself as we gave her a show. That girl was almost as cock obsessed as my cousin now.
Potter spent his first orgasm on my face. He was a bit shocked when he opened his eyes and realized what he had done. More shocked when I then helped Weasley get him hard again. I knew where this was going, and I was actually surprised when the girl pushed me onto my back, guiding her boyfriend between my legs. One orgasm later, and he was still shell shocked, but his naked girlfriend was guiding him along, so he wasn’t fighting. I wondered if this was how passive he always was in the bedroom with her. I considered this as his cock made its way into me. Once he was in me, I saw Weasley whispering in his ear, and as he slowly began to fuck me, he bent forward, and his mouth found one of my nipples that had escaped the top. He began to suckle as he gently fucked me. Honestly, he was turning out to be one of my nicest lovers. Gentle, and almost loving. I came before he did. Though my body tightening up when I did seemed to be the trigger for his second orgasm. Then he just lay against my breasts, breathing slowly as Weasley pressed herself to his back.
I heard her whisper to him. “Merry Christmas my love.”
I sighed, I guess I made a good present. As I lay there beneath my former nemesis, I think, this isn’t a bad life is it?
Then Potter noticed what Granger was doing. I actually burst out laughing as he exclaimed. “Hermione, Why do you have a PENIS?!?!?”