#hyper futa

Chapter 1 http://futamorph.tumblr.com/post/146073267321/sofia-karlie-chapter-1

Three days passed in a haze for Sofia, her mind clouded with visions of the girl who sat in front of her. She imagined herself sitting at her desk, and Karlie walking into the classroom, her long blonde hair tussled and bright, she would lock eyes with Sofia and begin ripping off her top to expose her big perky tits, nipples standing at attention, and dropping her skirt to reveal her tight pussy, which was already dripping down her legs..

“Sofia..”

She would push Sofia to the floor, and straddle her, unbuttoning her pants and exposing her rock hard cock. She would gasp at how big it is and slowly inch her face closer and closer…

“Sofia are you listening?”

Her lips would be just about to touch it and she would whisper ‘Do you want me?’

“I want you..”

Suddenly there was giggling… wait, no, it was laughing. Sofia snapped out of her daydream and realized a couple people next to her were laughing, and her professor was looking at her with signs of irritation.

“Sofia are you paying attention at all?”

“I-Uh I want to.. I just… have a headache…”

“A headache… okaaayyy… why don’t you just leave class early if you can’t focus, and watch it on tape later. If you aren’t able to participate you might as well go home.” He seemed upset, but Sofia didn’t care right now, the party was tonight and this class was the last thing on her mind. She got up (hiding her stiff cock behind her bag as she was wont to do of late) and quietly left the class.

She still couldn’t believe that she was going to go to this party, she had never been to one before out of fear of people finding out her secret, but… Karlie was sooo…. perfect… Sofia was willing to risk everyone knowing, she just had to take a chance that… that Karlie would want her… want her… dick… that Karlie would want to go upstairs and..

“Sofia!”

Sofia dropped her bag as she heard none other than Karlie calling out her name. She was thankful that she was turned the other way or Karlie would have gotten quite the eyeful of the bulge in Sofia’s pants. She grabbed her bag and tried to look nonchalant.

“K-karlie, hey… ahhh. you ready for the party tonight?”

Karlie grinned a smile that made Sofia’s dick twitch and her pussy grow hotter. “Yeah, of course, but how are you doing? Not feeling sick any more I hope?”

“N-no I’m great, never better!” Sofia said nervously. “Looking forward to finally going to one.”

“A party? You… you’ve never been to one?”

'Dammit’ Sofia said to herself. “No, I… I just haven’t had the time..”

“Nonsense Sofy.” she laughed, placing her hardon Sofia’s back as they walked together. “You gotta make time to have fun, life’s to hard to be a wet blanket and just waste away doing nothing all day.”

Hard… Wet… it was like she was trying to get Sofia going now. She brushed her dark brown hair from her face and tried to make idle chitchat without staring at Karlie’s tits. Karlie was wearing a low cut shirt that showed off a good deal of cleavage and Sofia really just wanted to bury her face between those two warm pillows of love.

“Eyes up here..”

“W-what?”  Sofia panicked, Karlie had caught her. “I wasn’t-”

“Hey hey, it’s alright, I know I’ve got great tits, I like to look at them too.”

“I wasn’t… I mean I..”

“It’s okay if you… like girls..”

Sofia’s face went red and Karlie grinned. “I knew it! I saw the way you were looking at me, looking at my body… Well guess what… I’ve been looking at you too.”

“What?!”

“Your pretty cute you know. I’m not usually into girls… but I think I might make a exception for you… maybe..”

Sofia’s mind was racing, Karlie was… she was into her… like she really was attracted to her… but… but she didn’t know that she was… that she had a

“Here’s where i get off” She grinned. “I’ve got to go get ready for the party, and so do you. You got the time and place right?”

“U-uh yeah I remember from the flyer..”

“Right, so I’ll see you there, make sure you wear something slutty.” She gave her a wink and left toward her car.

Sofia was stunned. Karlie was… into girls, and she liked her and she wanted to… She had only half hoped that they would be drinking and something might happen, but now… now she knew that Karlie wanted her… wanted her dressed in something revealing.. How was she going to do that… there was no way she could hide how hard she was. She needed to hide how hard she was right now, her bag was sitting on the ground beside her and she was out in the open with a tent large enough to camp in. She frantically grabbed her stuff and hid her hardon, hoping that there wasn’t a wet spot to hide from behind. She had never been this wet or hard before, every movement as she made her way toward her dorm was either rubbing or pulling at something and it was all she could do to not cum just from all the extra stimulation.

Sofia had all of her clothes in a pile on her bed, there was nothing that was both slutty and able to conceal her girlcock. She pulled out a strapless black top that would show off her tits, they weren’t as large as Karlie’s but they were big enough to draw some eyes. That’s when she saw it, and old pair of jeans short she had that were just long enough to hide her dick. She had stopped wearing them because of a tear in the back that exposed half of one of her ass cheeks, but that was perfect, she took a knife and went to work making a few more holes that would like natural. When it was all done you could see at least 50% of her ass, but her balls and cock would be safely hidden, or at least as much as they ever were.

She gave herself a once over in the mirror, Her tits were on display, her ass was basically hanging out, and she was about to go to a party with a girl who was attracted to her. She didn’t even believe that she was awake and pinched her arm.

“owww fuck… okay… I’m awake… and going to a party…”

A few nervous hours passed as she waited until dark and made her way to the house where the part was. It was a little ways from campus and Sofia was freaking out about walking around in public dressed in such slutty clothing. Aside from a dirty look or two she didn’t have any trouble making it though she did end up being a little late while trying to keep herself concealed. She could hear the music from a few houses down, and cars lined the roadside. People were on the front lawn talking, and the door to the house was wide open. She saw people with solo cups inside, some were talking, others dancing, and none paying any attention to her. That was fine by her, she didn’t want anyone looking at her… well, almost nobody, there was one person she hoped would be looking at her…

Sofia stepped through the door and started to work her way through the crowd toward an empty spot by the back wall. The music was loud and the entire place was hot and already smelled like beer. Someone handed her a cup and she took it out of reflex, never catching sight of who handed it to her through the crowd. She made it to the open spot and breathed out heavily, the press of bodies would normally have gotten her dangerously hard, but today she was thankful for feeling nervous, it was helping to keep her dick in check and her large pussy dry. She sipped at her drink and tried to enjoy the music, she liked this song and was actually enjoying herself a little. Then someone tripped.

A guy who was carrying multiple drinks tripped and sent a full cup of beer spilling onto the tight white shirt of a girl. she shouted out in suprise but was laughing a moment later, her tits were easy to see through the wet white shirt and she pulled it up over her head and gave everyone a good view of her tits before demanding the shirt of the guy who ruined hers. Sofia nearly choked on her drink, her thick cock started to stir and she could feel herself getting aroused. With her other hand she tried to push down on her dick, to keep it tucked away, but she wasn’t having much luck.

There was no way to take care of this, she had to do something…there! An loveseat near the kitchen door was unoccupied and she started to work her way through the crowd toward it. She got stuck between a group dancing though, and as more people piled into the room the press of bodies was too much, she was trapped for a moment, and she felt something. A girl in front of her was grinding against her, her ass rubbing against Sofia’s cock without realizing that she was bumping up against a girl. Sofia wanted to try and get away, but the feeling of another girl on her dick was too much, she couldn’t bring herself to move. The girl could feel how huge the dick was she was grinding her ass against and she was more than a little impressed, either this guy had quite the erection going or he was hung like a horse. She turned to see who she was nearly giving a lap dance to, but there was just a girl behind her. She gave a confused frown and Sofia took her que to duck away. She eventually broke free from the crowd and nearly fell into the chair.

She could feel her heartbeat, not in her chest, but in her pants. The drink was strong and she was already feeling a little flush even after only having half a cup’s worth. She had always been a bit of a lightweight, but the combination of getting a little buzzed with having her dick rubbed was enough that she was having trouble not reaching her hand into her pants and…

“Sofia! Hey! It’s Karlie!” Karlie waved from the other side of the room, making her way toward Sofia. Time seemed to slow, Karlie was walking toward her, she was wearing a short skirt and a loose tanktop that did little to hide her tit, Sofia on the other hand was wearing a goofy smile and she had fourteen inches of girlcock poorly stuffed in her left pant leg, waiting for her. Karlie plopped down onto the loveseat, half in the seat half on Sofia’s right leg. “Looks like your already having some fun.” She nodded toward Sofia’s drink.

“I only had a little bit! It’s strong though!”

“Yeah Brian got the good shit this time! She laughed, twirling her blonde hair and snuggling up to Sofia. Sofia could feel her breathing on her neck, it was sending chills through her body despite the heat of the room, and she had to will herself to not loose it right there. "What took you so long to get here!?”

“I uhhh.. I-”

“Doesn’t matter, your here now!” Karlie’s hand slid up Sofia’s right thigh and she moaned loud enough that a few guys nearby started to grin and watched them. “Hey, you wanna dance or something!? Or should we go upstairs?!”

Karlie was actually inviting her… upstairs… to..

Karlie didn’t need an answer to know what Sofia wanted and she stood up pulling on Sofia’s hand. Sofia tried not to stumble as she was pulled up the stairs to the sound of excited cat calls from a few of the other party goers.

“I know it’s a bit early to go up here, but I there’s more than one reason I chose you to help me with that flyer.” She opened one of the bedroom doors and pushed Sofia in. “I was hoping that I could convince you to come to the party with me, I… I’ve been trying to get your attention for a while now.”

Sofia sat on the bed and just watched as Karlie shut the door and locked it, then began to walk toward her slowly. As she pulled the tie from her hair and let it loose, spilling over her shoulders in a golden cascade. She gave Sofia a hungry look. “So… Are you enjoying the party yet?”

Sofia nodded dumbly

“Then maybe you should… you… should…” Karlie’s words drifted off and dhe just kind of looked at Sofia. Sofia was confused for a moment before she realized that her pants weren’t concealing her dick as much as she hoped, there was a noticeable bulge in front and Karlie had certainly noticed it.

“Maybe… You should take off your pants…” Karlie walked forward and ogt on her knees at the foot of the bed, edging close to Sofia and looking up into her eyes. Sofia was so nervous, and so excited at the same time, she fumbled with the zipper to her pants until Karlie helped her. Karlie’s hand rubbed over her bulge and reached the zipper, pulling it down and exposing her pink boy shorts, which were already slick.

“So when were you gonna tell me?”

“Tell you?” Sofia tried to sound innocent.

Karlie gave her a oh really look and stuck her hand under Sofia’s shorts, grabbing her dick. “When were you gonna tell me that you were wearing a strap… on… wait… this is… Do you really have a..?”

“A dick… yeah… I..”

“You have a dick?”

“.. And a pussy… I was born with… with both..”

“T-thats… I mean… It’s… huge…”

“Y-yeah… I know… trust me it’s a bit of a hassle…”

“No… It’s… amazing…” She pulled down Sofia’s shorts and the fourteen inch beasts popped free, it’s shaft towering upwards toward Sofia’s breasts. “Holy fuck… that’s… I don’t even know if it will fit..” She took her hand and covered it in pre from Sofia’s thick head, and started to rub it up and down the length of it. Sofia gasped softly, she had never felt someone else touching it before, and she had to stopped herself from bucking her hips into Karlie’s hand. Karlie grinned as how sensitive Sofia was and began to gently lick at her glans.

Sofia’s mind was blank, all that mattered right now was the girl below her, her hands, one stroking her lengthy shaft while the other firmly cupped her balls, and her tongue trailing slowly around the edge of her tip. The feeling of Karlie’s hot breath as her tongue curled around Sofia’s girth was making her balls clench tight, and her pussy dripping wet. A few agonizingly wonderful moments passed until Karlie finally took Sofia’s head into her mouth. Sofia moaned loudly as she felt the warm confined of the other girl’s mouth. Her hand ran through Karlie’s hair and she gently pulled her forward. Karlie didn’t need further coaxing to take the thick dick deeper into her mouth. She slowly pushed her way downward until she was breathing out her nose with ten inches of girlcock in her mouth. She moved her head up and down slowly, Sofia’s dick bumping against the back of her throat. She had never taken something this big before and she fought through her gag reflex until her mouth relaxed a bit more.

Sofia was in heaven. She died and went to heaven, or at least that’s what it felt like. Every movement that Karlie made left Sofia at the edge of climax. She would tease her cock for a moment, then dive down on it until her cock was ramming the back of her throat, only to pull away and start licking precum off her tip. It was torture in the best way possible and Sofia would have worried that she was going to tear a chunk of the bed away with how hard she was gripping it had she been aware. Karlie could feel how stiff and heavy Sofia’s balls were, how badly she needed to cum, and though she had an aching need of her own to be filled she wanted to feel Sofia cum inside her, she wanted to taste her girlcum and she blew her load.

Karlie motioned for Sofia to pull her long blonde hair from her face, regretting having undid the tie that held it back. Sofia pulled it tightly and Karlie yelped a little, but the noise was muffled by the huge dick stretching her mouth wide, and she sucked harder as Sofia pulled. Soon she was bobbing her head up and down quickly, the feeling of Sofia’s sock ramming the back of her throat was nearly making her see stars but she didn’t care, and she adjusted position and was able to pick up speed a bit better. Sofia couldn’t take another moment, she had so much pent up inside her, she just needed… needed to.. Karlie rammed downwards and managed to take the full length of Sofia’s massive dick at the same moment that Sofia was ready to break. A torrent of cum flooded out of her, and her hot load shot into Karlie’s throat and mouth. Karlie eye’s bulged, it was so much cum, so much more than she had expected. A single drop managed to escaped her tightly closed lips and she struggled to keep it all in as Sofia continued to cum load after load. It seemed to go on forever, and Karlie felt like she was about to pass out when the cock slowly began to pull out. Sofia cum was warm and thick, slightly sweet salty with an earthy bitterness, Karlie was surprised that it tasted… kind of good… she actually liked the taste of it..

Sofia felt herself explode, it was like a bomb went off and blew up a damn inside her. She felt like years of shame and hiding had been washed away in a glorious deluge of cum. She was panting for breath nearly as badly as Karlie and she fell backwards onto the blankets, her leg twitched a little and she shivered in the coolness of the night air on her skin.

“Wow… that..” Karlie stretched her jaw a little. “That was a lot of cum… ”

“Yeah..”

“I was… wow… I mean.. Is it always that much?”

“No… that was…”

“Amazing… I’ve never… I mean,,, I’ve practiced before with …. things… but that’s the first time I’ve actually…”

'Your good… your great… that was… “

"That was great wasn’t it.” Karlie laughed. “You even taste great..” she got up and laid on the bed beside Sofia, curling up close to her. Her thighs squeezed tightly around Sofia’s and her breasts were rubbing against each other. Karlie leaned in and gave Sofia a kiss. Sofia tasted something strange and realized a second later that it was her cum, her first instinct was to pull back, but she couldn’t resist Karlie, and… she did taste good, she pushed closer, letting Karlie’s tongue explore her mouth while her hands roamed the blonde’s body. She found a pert nipple and started to trace a circle around it, slowly coming to it’s center and flicking it softly before pressing her hand against her tightly. Karlie moaned softly, her body was begging for attention, sucking Sofia off had left her a mess. Her pussy was drenched, and her clit needed to be touched, she desperately wished that Sofia’s hand would find their way down to her click folds.

Sofia gently trailed her hand over Krlie skin, watching as she arched her back, and thrust her hips slightly. Sofia’s hand eventually ran over Karlie’s navel and across her stomach until she reached her waiting sex. She could feel the intense heat and need from inches away, and as she began to inch closer to her prize she felt just how wet Karlie had got. Her mound was covered in her juices and Sofia cupped it with her hand, until she heard a needy mewl escape Karlie’s lips. Sofia started to gently rub at Karlie’s clit while two other fingers spread her and began to tease her labia. Karlie wasn’t in the mood for foreplay, she had waited long enough and she pulled Sofia’s arm and hand down, applying more pressure until she felt a finger slip in, and then another. Soon Sofia had three fingers driving into Karlie’s dripping pussy, keeping a steady pace as she rubbed her clit and fingered her. Karlie groaned, this was so much better when it was someone else doing it… Sofia was masterful in her attention to Karlie’s pussy, and she only stopped when she felt something touch her own. Karlie’s hand had snuck it’s way past her dick which was already hard again despite only a few minutes having passed. Now Karlie was feeling just how large Sofia’s pussy was.

Karlie wasn’t surprised somehow, it seemed right that with such a big dick she would have a nice wide hole and thick lips too. She didn’t wait for an invitation before she slipped two fingers inside her, only to realize that wasn’t going to be enough. She switched to using all five of them once she saw just how large Sofia was, and were they in a different position, she would easily have been fisting the dark haired herm. Sofia was eagerly thrusting into Karlie, spurred on by the feeling of her own cunny getting slammed by all five of the blonde’s fingers. The girls worked like a machine, pistoning in and out, as one girl entered, the other pulled out, and when she drove back in, the first would ease out. They could both feel it growing, both approaching an eruption of pleasure as they explored the depths of each others pussies. Karlie came first, her body tensing up, and then every became very light, a glowing warmth turned to fire for a moment and she shook as she gripped Sofia’s hand.

Sofia couldn’t hold back after feeling Karlie cum with her hand still inside her and she was hit with a orgasm of her own. The second was nearly as good as the first and she felt her body pulse and go limp as she squirted a small amount of her feminine juices down Karlie’s arm and shot a second load all over Karlie’s leg.

Karlie’s gasped at the sudden warm wetness, and grinned as she rubbed it over her leg, her eyes still closed and lost in the bliss of her post orgasm haze. Both the girls laid on the bed for what seemed like hours, the only sound was there ragged breathing and the echos of the base from the music below them. 

Folks seemed to love the first one and I always like writing massively endowed ladies, so I decided to continue the story! Enjoy! 

Premise:Sam’s life in a high school filled with hyper hung, hyper fertile ladies continues. There’s no rest for him! Even when he tries to wash out the smell of his teacher’s balls out of his face, the big bad bully bitch of the school is after him…

Contains:Hyper Cock, Futanari, Chubby Girls, Taller Girls, Bullying, Hyper Balls, Huge Cum Shots, Ball Face Sitting

Length: ~3500 Words

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The smell was inescapable. That overpowering aroma of body and sweat lingered so heavily.

Sam hovered his hand below the soap dispenser. The machine let out a fresh droplet of foam. His fingers dove back for the sink, diluted the cleaning product with water, then splashed the foamy liquid across his face. His fingers tried so hard to rub in the suds and rid himself of his teacher’s aroma.

A paper towel dried his face. Sam took a deep breath. He could still clearly smell the mix of cum, pre, sweat, and skin he’d been baking under for the last 50 minutes. Even after all that, after his fifth attempt to clean his face and pores, he still had the same scent as Ms. Amber’s gigantic sweaty nuts.

“FUCK!” Sam yelled in frustration in the dim, empty boy’s bathroom.

These women were downright superhuman. How did they all get cocks so massive? How were they able to casually blast away pints as if it were nothing from those gargantuan arm-length cocks? How did their ball sweat and spunk flat out stain his skin like this!? He couldn’t escape the aroma of cocks, and it was making him frustratingly hard! He had enough problems with ladies taking their pent up stress out on him. He didn’t need to have an uncontrollable erection from the lingering scent of teacher nuts signaling to all of them he wanted more!

Maybe his method of cleaning was insufficient. Perhaps it was best to apply water to his face, then scrub with a soapy hand, then wash it all away? Sam had no idea, but it was at least something to try.

The high school senior cupped his hands together as the sink filled them with hot water. He splashed the liquid across his face. Eyes closed shut, he extended a hand to the soap dispenser. Liquid filled his hand. He darted it back to his face and rubbed it into…

Wait… this one wasn’t soap.

Sam felt that unmistakable sticky feeling of water-diluted semen crash against his cheeks. He had just washed his face with girl cum!

The poor femboy groaned and complained as his hands darted for paper towels. A trio of laughs started to break out to his right. He dried his face, leaving a second lady’s pheromones caking his face. His gaze darted for these mystery culprits.

They got the first move. “Hey dweeb! If you want me to cum all over your face, all you have to do is ask! Hahahahaha!”

Urgh, he should have known! Sam hated these pranksters! Why did the biggest bully in the whole school have to target him like this!?

Standing before Sam, looming over him with an extra 6 inches of height, was the meanest bitch in the whole school. Debra! How had Sam not heard her waiting for him!? She was so tall with big wide hips and thick legs guiding everything! How did she always manage to sneak in like a ghost and surprise him?

Now Sam was in for it. Debra wasn’t a typical goon like what Sam had outrun or outsmarted in high school. Debra had wit to back up her grit. She was always so snide and so confident, and her clever nature always seemed to turn around any attempted insults into inadvertent self-owns. If you pointed out how her clothes were tragically undersized, she’d threaten to beat  the shit out of you and make you wear them instead. If you mocked her twintails, dyed a bright pink, for hardly looking intimidating, she’d yank your hair and force you against her nuts. Worst of all, if you poked fun at her pudgy tummy or anything to do with her weight… she got absolutely furious. Debra was an unstoppable tank, balled up into the form of a tan high school senior girl, ready to steamroll. All Sam could control now was how much of her wrath he incited.

Yet, even with her girth that could break a man’s neck with her ass cheeks, the main feature, the tank’s cannon, was shoved between those round meaty thighs. It was impossible to miss, given Debra’s belt of a micro skirt and her aversion to anything underwear. Debra’s cock was a sight to behold, tilting off at an angle, huge and long enough to mistake it as one of her legs. It was the centerpiece of such a mighty pile of women. It’s sheer thickness had earned it the title of “the jawbreaker” among the high school’s stream of gossip. Normal logic would dictate that the poor saps who got in her way and ended up with jaw problems just took one of her knockout knuckles. Rumors insisted instead she had a tendency to shove that massive python down faces until they squealed for mercy.

Debra’s balls were mature for a lady of her age, already sporting Ms. Amber’s mid-30s sized girl nuts at the mere age of 18. They were gigantic cantaloupes constantly churning fresh gametes for her perma-erect cock to sloppily leak wherever she went. Stationary it was bad enough, but her legs were contending for so much space around that area, just the simplest motions often lead to her nuts being squeezed and smashed in between her thigh meat. Walking was borderline masturbation. Running after some punk was a hands free joy ride. And, whenever she finally collided with some stupid punk dumb enough to fight back against her, it ensured her whole length was nice and ready to paint a nerd white.

Now here she was, having snuck into the bathroom with two cronies Sam didn’t even recognize. Turns out an almost always abandoned boys bathroom was effortless to sneak into with only one boy in the school. Now that Debra’s cum faucet of a cock had washed her little bitch’s face, she was ready for more.

“How’s it hanging, jizz sock?” Debra prodded. “Heard Alyssa here pranked you into getting the teacher to sit on you. Pretty great plan, huh?”

Urgh, he should have known that girl in his class was one of Debra’s goons!

Sam fought back. “It was pretty cliche. Figured you’d do something more creative than making the teacher fuck herself again.”

“Wowwww! He thinks it was CLICHE girls!” Mocked Debra, turning back to her two friends. “We got a little boy here so addicted to getting nuts in his face and cum on his bod, he can JUDGE the quality of these things!”

The trio laughed. Sam’s cheeks turned red.

Debra jumped on that tiny hint of embarrassment. “Aww c’mon now! Don’t be embarrassed! We all know you don’t like cocks that much. You’re just here to study! …Study what a REAL DICK looks like, you little shrimp clittied baby!”

More laughs. Sam got redder. His mouth couldn’t help itself but leap into action.

Mumbles. A thoroughly steamed Sam mumbled something under his breath. It was all just meant to be some personal snide remark to cool himself off before confronting his megacocked bully more wisely, but it wasn’t meant to be. As that sentence concluded, Debra’s eyes went wide. Her pupils went tiny. A big, bright, horrifying smile spread across her face. She’d heard him.

“Oh! What was that now? Can you speak up for the rest of the class?” Debra taunted.

Sam tried to avoid confrontation. It didn’t work. Debra got louder.

Debra shouted. “Hey condom bitch! Speak up! We can’t hear you when you’re gargling all that cum in your mouth!”

Debra’s friends laughed. Sam’s cheeks puffed out, as if he’d just barely stopped himself from letting everything out.

Debra pounced. “Babydick little twerp can’t get it out! Oooh, it’s so cute! Maybe when you’re a real man, you’ll have the fuckin’ BALLS to talk to my face and-”

Sam was too outraged! “I’d rather be a bit smaller down there than have a gut like yours!”

Debra and her friends paused. They couldn’t believe it. They all started to smile, just a little bit of fear in the gaze of the two spectators for this whole ordeal. They knew what came next.

“Yeah nerd. Your lunch money buys some tasty stuff. Maybe you should try it instead of constantly guzzling cum all the time.” Debra retorted.

Debra and her goons started to surround Sam. Debra thoroughly invaded Sam’s personal space, drowning out all other sights with her menacing face and sizable bust. He could feel her cock pressing against his pants.

“Trying to rag on the belly again, huh? What’ve you got against a girl with some meat on her bones? Little horny asshole here gets into a school with all girls and tries to make ‘em feel ashamed of their bodies at such a vulnerable part of their lives! What a fuckin’ loser.”

In that moment, Debra’s glare could kill.

“Well fuckface, I’m awfully happy with my body. I can nut enough in a single cumshot to knock up every girl you’ve ever had the hots for. I can drown out every little wimpy fucking wiggler in that fucking white piss you call cum with a drop of my spunk. And a growing girl like me needs a lot of energy to do that~ And she needs big fucking cheeks like these so she can crush the skulls of shrimp dicks like you under her fat. Fucking. ASS!”

POW! An iron-fisted blow launched with breakneck speed right into Sam’s gut!

Sam recoiled in pain as all the wind left his body, trying desperately to process the blow he’d just taken. He would have fallen to the floor, had Debra’s crowd not grabbed him by the shoulders to keep him propped up against the bathroom counter.

Debra’s expression turned soft. She took Sam by the chin and angled his face directly to her smirk.

“So, how about you give me that money you had for lunch and a soda at the vending machine. Then, we’ll call it even for your little insult earlier, hmm?”

Sam hesitated for a bit. He actually really did want that meal today… He looked off to the side. His answer wasn’t fast enough for Debra. She focused on things farther south to open his mouth.

“Oh hmm, it looks like our cocks are touching, Sammy-boy.” She noted.

Debra pulled away just a bit. She was still entirely too close, but now not suffocating Sam under her might, as well as leaving enough room for him to see his crotch. Indeed, Sam’s erect cock bulge in his shorts was pressing against Debra’s giant naked anaconda of a cock.

Sam could feel the bully moving. It seemed she decided her victim didn’t deserve to have pants on while she confronted them. Her hands yanked the top button off of his jeans, then pulled his pants to the floor. A clothed erection, wet at the tip from snorting cocks all day, greeted her.

The bully grew bolder. She had already fully abandoned any respect for his space, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t make him feel totally powerless. Her hands dove under that waistband. Her fingers grabbed that cock and pulled it out of its cotton prison. Her own dick drew nearer, and pressed its mighty girth against the boy’s manhood.

“Fuuuuuuck! Look at that thing!” Debra chuckled. “You’re lucky most girls with slits haven’t been spread open by a lady dick before. I think anyone who gets a taste of that cramming up their cunt will leave you pussy-free for life!”

Debra’s cronies laughed. Sam was just wallowing in a paralyzing shame, one so thick any attempt at a comeback died in his throat. He was helpless in front of his bully.

YOINK!

A sudden swift movement after all that slow burning, intimate teasing caught Sam off guard. He snapped out of that lull of smoldering humiliation to see his cash was gone. Debra’s fingers were $3 richer!

Sam looked back up at the menacing figure of muscular, chubby fear before him. She had the biggest smile on her face.

“Thanks for the payment!” Taunted Debra. “Time to enjoy your lunch~”

Debra, with the aid of her friends at Sam’s sides, picked him up off of his feet like a rag doll. Sam tried to kick away in defiance… but no! Wrong move! Just as soon as the boy had gone up, he went right back down, this time with feet off the ground and knees ready to bend. Down he went, now parked on his shins. His face was at eye level with Debra’s raging, meaty, thick and erect cock…

“No! “Stop, motherfucker!” Sam raged.

“That’s right Sammy-boy! I’m gonna fuck your mother after I cum all over your face!” Debra laughed.

Sam got too angry “Fuck off! If I put something that big in my mouth, I’ll be as fat as you!”

The trio couldn’t believe it. A little pause followed, the most ominous silence Sam had ever endured. Every single split second had him cursing his dumb internalized high school cruelty selecting another weight insult. It was time for him to pay for just about every fat joke he’d heard, let alone made, in his life.

“Ho-ly SHIT!” Debra laughed. “This is THE DUMBEST motherfucker on the planet! You’re really gonna mock a girl like that when she’s about to impregnate your throat!?”

Sam panicked. “No, Debra, no! I didn’t mean it! It was a reflex! I’m aware that body weight isn’t something to tease someone about, especially when it ccmms-tttl-grrrrgglglggl!”

Sam’s frantic apology was cut short by Debra sticking her gigantic shaft right against his lips. A push forward by Debra’s pals and his yapper was parting wide over that cockhead. His speech was quickly muffled, first by the flesh gag stifling any noise, then by the sheer volume of cockmeat filling his face.

“I WAS going to just have you lick that tip until you get a liquid lunch. Now though? Maybe a brat like you deserves something a little more solid!” Debra smirked.

Sam wanted to push back or grumble in anger, but… no! Making any noise but a rumble in his throat would involve too much flexing of his jaw. Making sound with just the few modicums of free space in his mouth was too much. Sam didn’t have that spare room, lest he flex his jaw to the point of damaging it. As silence took him over, he stared back up at the scornful lass, completely defenseless from her warth.

“You feel that?” Debra began. “You feel just how full your mouth is with all that cock in your face?”

Sam couldn’t nod to acknowledge her. He did dart his eyes down though, to see how much of that python she’d fit in his face.

Holy shit, this was barely anything past the cockhead!

Sam looked back, sweating and panicked at where this seemed to be going.

“There’s a lot left, isn’t there cum rag?” Debra continued. “Man, I have to train the cheerleaders for weeks to take it down half way without hurting them. But hey, I can go full speed with your big, fat mouth, right?

Oh fuck! Debra was really going to cram that thing as deep as it’d go! His body had taken a lot: ejaculations that felt like gut punches, hours underneath heavy lady nuts… but something thicker than his arm being shoved down his face!? That was dangerous! Sam needed an escape. He needed some sort of flattery that’d come off as sincere, anything to put a single thought of mercy into Debra’s head!

Then, he heard something. He heard a slosh, and the sound of liquid churning. An idea! Perhaps Debra might take a bit more mercy on her cock sleeve if he reminded her he could also be used as a ball massager…

Sam’s hands reached out. Debra’s allies nearly swatted them back down, but they took mercy as they noticed what exactly he was doing. His open palms reached forward and grabbed onto those gigantic girl balls, those big heavy ovals like cantaloupes hanging from Debra’s crotch. He gave them a squeeze and sunk his hands into their warmth, then kneaded and shoved them around, even rubbing them against each other as if they were flint rocks.

To Sam’s delight, Debra flinched. Her wicked, smug smile contorted just a bit, as if just a percentage of genuine glee was making its mark on her face. She took a moment to savor the stimulation. She took a deep breath as she felt her bulging nuts bask in the hands of her little plaything, ballsack blooming even more full of semen as her body readied to fire…

Sam could feel the cock threatening to sodomize his esophagus twitch and dilate in his jaw. A shot of hot, salty liquid squirted out with some speed, then steadied into an ooze out Debra’s urethra. She was pre nutting inside his mouth! Or, well, pre nutting directly into his throat. So much was sunk in his face, her cock had bypassed his mouth at this point. What mattered though was that she was absolutely into it.

“God, you want to grope my balls that badly? I thought you didn’t like dicks.” Debra scoffed.

Sam made direct eye contact with Debra as his hands continued to mash around her ballsack.

“I know what you’re doing you little pipsqueak.” Debra called out. “You’re trying to win me over enough I don’t crack you in half, huh?”

Sam’s gaze shot off to the side. He’d been caught.

“At least the little dumbass ball polisher is smart enough to know how to not get impaled on a dick.” She continued.

It seemed as though Sam might be off the hook, not that Debra had any plans on making that easy…

That smirk turned to a growl. “If I ever - EVER - hear you making fun of my weight or anyone else’s, I’m going to cram this fucking thing down your asshole face until your mouth’s a goddamn pipe to your bloated fucking condom stomach. Got it motherfucker?”

Sam tried his hardest to make a pre nut gargle in his throat that sounded like a yes.

“Make sure you got it, dumbass, because anyone with a fucking brain would have learned last time I don’t fuck around, I just fuck bitches like you. You got it? You got it you fuckwad piece of shit!? You got it you lousy little, ball-massaging, cock-sucking, cum slurping skank!?

Sam couldn’t will up another gargle like he just had. Oxygen deprivation from having this much penis violating him was making his face go blue.

“Tell me you’re fucking sorry with my cock clogging your face, asswipe!” Debra shouted.

“Mmph…  Mmmrpf Sphsrrph” Sam weekly grunted, spending his last reserves of air on Debra’s wish.

Debra’s sweet smile came back. “Good~”

With dominance thoroughly established, Debra withdrew her length from Sam’s overstretched maw. A loud gasp for air filled the room as Sam’s lungs desperately scrambled to refill his body with air. Maybe such a sharp intake wasn’t a great idea. Sam could outright taste the trio’s sweaty balls in the air, somehow a perfectly distinct flavor on his tongue even after a mouthful of Debra’s cock. Oh, but who even cared? Finally, he was free of these three atrocious bullies…

Well, actually…

“Fuck! I need to nut already.” Debra complained.

“Want us to hold him steady, boss?” One of the duo still gripping Sam by the shoulders asked.

Debra shook her head. “Too boring. Where’s this fucker’s backpack?”

As Debra broke away from the others to find Sam’s belongings, the other two girls were finally too frisky to resist their own urges any longer. They piled on him. One sat on Sam’s crotch and rubbed her own sizable double-fist sized balls against his cock. The other decided to claim Sam’s face as her throne, but with a little twist. The boss would absolutely want Sam to see what she did next. So, instead of eclipsing his head in another pressure heater of lady nuts, she kept her body weight on her knees and angled herself so that only his mouth was covered by sweaty girl balls. Sam could hear the duo frotting and kissing not long after.

Then, Sam got an eyeful of Debra’s substitute revenge. She finagled his backpack’s zipper in just the perfect way to form a sizable hole into his belongings. Then… Debra plunged her cock inside it! Oh my god, she was fucking his backpack! Instinctually he shouted in rebellion, but that only got him blowing into her crony’s balls with force. He could only watch in horror as all his books, his laptop, his spare changes of clothes were all just moments away from doom.

SPLURT~!

Sam looked away. He didn’t want to even think about navigating the school with a bag full of cum right now.

Debra, noticing this, plopped the ruined, bloated, stinking, white fluid filled sack right in front of Sam’s face.

“That’s gonna be your mouth real soon.” Debra smirked. “And your ass even sooner.”

Sometimes high school is hard. Sometimes the ladies all around you are furiously harder. Enjoy!

Premise:Sam thought life would be easy transferring into a school with nothing but senior girls. WRONG! Everyone in the school has a huge cock, and they cum torrents from the slightest stimulation! Oh, but surely the teachers won’t be ejaculate fire hoses, right? …Right?

Length: ~2500 Words

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Of all the schools for Sam to go, why this one?

“Look, he’s lost in thought!” Someone behind him yelled. “That soft face is so adorable when he’s thinking!”

A different voice chimed in. “God he’s so cute I’m gonna… Hoo…OOOOoooh yeah~”

A projectile rope of cum fired off from the naked cock behind Sam. Hot white girl cum splattered against his school uniform, crashing against Sam’s body with the strength of a firm punch. He recoiled slightly from the impact, before sitting back straight in his desk. The basic, salty smell of lady sperm was already soaking deep into his shirt’s fabric.

Sam was peeved, but it was hardly anything new, and hardly the first onslaught of splooge he’d endured today. No, he’d seen at least a dozen senior girls spurt on the bus, a whole gaggle of them having a stroke orgy outside, and puddles upon puddles of sticky white lining the way to his class. This wasn’t strange at all, it was his norm! Everyone in this goddamn high school but him was a girl with an absolutely huge dick who had no reservations sucking, fucking, and masturbating in public!

What a ridiculous fucking school! All Sam wanted was an easy senior year and this whole school had jerked off and blown into his plans like a fresh jizz sock.. Why him? Why him of all people!?

…Oh, well, yeah, he had kind of made his own bed trying to see if an all girls school with a minimum entry age of 18 would accept him. And he had convinced his parents that private schools were the only option for his future. And all those counselors had warned him this was a highly experimental program for folks gifted with certain gigantic, throbbing urges. And… Well, fuck, maybe Sam had it coming to him.

Damn, he really thought he was just going to just date hotties and be the center of orgies around a bunch of desperate girls all senior year. Well, that second part was partially correct. He’d accurately gauged just how insanely, earth shatteringly horny a bunch of young adult women would be without a boy in sight. The big problem was they didn’t want to get fucked, they wanted to turn his butt into a makeshift pussy!

Sam grumbled as he recounted all that had landed him in this situation. The sound of ladies noisily fapping, trading blowjobs, or sodomizing each other rang out loudly behind him, mixed in with typical pre-class chatter.

“His hips are so wide for a boy! I’m in love!” Another girl rang out.

“I want to sniff his armpits!” A nasally lass admitted. “Look at his slutty pitties! I want to fuck his pitpussy!”

Someone clapped back. “That’s weird! I just want to fill his shoes with cum and make him walk in the-OO-OOOH CUMMING!”

Another rope of white landed against Sam’s back. Then a third, and a forth. Three friends from the center of the desks had projectile ejaculated across the room just to nut on Sam. He’d turn around and tell those bitches off for nutting all over him… but turning his face in that direction meant risking a face full of some random girl’s cumshot if she found his anger exciting.

Sam sat in his seat nervously, trying to regain his composure before the lesson. To his left, three older girls, each with dicks the size of his whole arm with condoms full as melons with cum, were trying and failing to contain their giggles. They were notorious pranksters; just this week, Sam had slurped his water bottle and tasted one of their loads instead. Who would be the victim this time? Sam had a feeling it would somehow be him, directly or indirectly, yet again…

The classroom door swung open. A cleanly dressed woman with a gray formal skirt suit stepped in with a strut. Her noisy solid black heels clacked against the classroom floor as she hurried to her own seat at the teacher’s desk, now the only one late to class.

“Good morning class!” She quickly blurted, adjusting her thick rim glasses back up her face.

She let a sprawl of paperwork out of her tote bag as some of the class gave a labored “Good morning Ms. Amber”.

She shuffled through her collection of lesson plans and assignments trying to dig out the right one. All the while, her free hand pulled her seat aside, not bothering to look down at the cushion itself.

“Alright class, today we’re going to continue our discussion on the energy pipeline our cells use.” Ms. Amber continued. “As we all know by now, ATP is a critical component to-

Ms. Amber froze. The room was almost silent, save the steadily rising giggles of Sam’s adjacent classmates. Their prank had worked flawlessly.

The whole class looked on in awe as Ms. Amber wordlessly continued her descent into her seat. Her smiling expression from before, brimming with excitement to teach about the wonders of phosphate transfer, turned sweaty, strained, and enraptured. Her sweet, tender voice descended into increasingly labored grunting. Her teeth were clenched hard together.

With the rest of her body flushed with excitement, her biggest, thickest, throbbingest feature (punch up) came to attention too! The sheer raw erotic force of whatever was overtaking Ms. Amber flushed her crotch so full of blood, her masterful tuck job had been shattered. As if springloaded, a proper third leg of a cock bulge shot up between her legs out from behind the desk, dewing wet at the tip. Still, it grew and grew! The black pantyhose wrapped member steadily continued to expand as Ms. Amber continued to sink in her seat. Her balls were now churning up fresh cum so fast from the stimulation, an audible slosh of liquid could be heard by the first row. Ms. Amber looked as if she was about to explode, every muscle in her face contorted in delight as she continued to lower farther down!

“Wow, I can’t believe she fell for the giant dildo in the seat trick again!” Overheard Sam, whispered by one of those mischief maker classmatest.

The time for simple grunting had passed. Ms. Amber was now groaning like a beast in heart as her cheeks touched the seat cushion. Her ass had been cleaved wide open, asshole clenching around an 8 inch thick, 2 foot tall phallus of prank. Her cock was now fully erect, towering like a torso-thick flesh obelisk up above the classroom. Pre was gushing at the tip, signalling the inevitable incoming explosion

Sam was scared but… hopeful. Somehow, she hadn’t ripped her ultra flexible tights and fully freed that titanic dick of hers. If she were to start hyper nutting, it’d all mostly be aimed to fall back down on her! Perhaps maybe this time, he’d get lucky and most of Ms. Amber’s hyper orgasm would be contained by her-

RIIIP! One wayward flex of Ms. Amber’s body and her mega cock sprung free! That massive fucking girl phallus crashed down. The legs of her desk splintered in strain from that mighty phallic thud. The crown of her cock was aimed squarely at Sam’s desk yet again!

Worse yet, it seemed the impact had turned that lazy flow of pre into a piss-like stream dirtying his shoes. This was it! Sam needed to get out of the way or his teacher was going to drown him in her cum!

Sam panicked. He tried to rush and get up but… No! His fellow students were having none of that!

“You’re staying right here, dweeb!” A voice looming over him shouted, pressing her hands down on Sam’s shoulders to keep him pinned.

Sam tried to pry those hands away. Another two sets of bully arms interrupted his attempt.

“Sorry tissue boy!” One of the girls said. “Ms. Amber needs to cum somewhere!”

Sam was totally helpless. His reckless leg flailing got him nowhere. With all of his escape options depleted, he looked forward again at the cock crown as big as his head twitching in glee. The pre stream was up to his shins now, and now coming out in labored bursts. It was like staring down a predator, that huge cock head flexing and reddening, making the oncoming assault an inevitability without escape.

It… It was over. Ms. Amber was going to cum!

“OOOOOOHHGGGGGMYYYYGOOOOOOODDDDDD~!!!” Ms. Amber roared! Her enormous watermelon-sized balls clenched with an ungodly amount of force to pump gallons of teacher jizz up her bloated, massive hyper cock!

In a split second, cum absolutely throttled out of her urethra, aimed squarely at Sam’s poor clean face. The blast rocketed against him, spraying thick white fluid everywhere! The bullies rushed away, of course. No sense in pinning down a nerd when a fire hose stream was going to keep him stuck to his seat!

Ms. Amber’s hyper cumshot continued on, exploding for 5… 10… 15 seconds… fuck and it wouldn’t stop! Sam could only scrunch his numb face and endure the assault as his teacher’s ejaculate soaked his entire being. He’d smell like a cum tissue for weeks!

Only after a full 30 seconds of Ms. Amber’s non-stop geyser-like eruption of cum did things even show the first sign of slowing down… not that it was any easier for Sam. The water-like blasting of fluid was winding down. Ms. Amber’s cumshot was going from turbulent to laminar. Now, instead of one big, long, uninterrupted desperate blast of semen, her love was coming out in ropes. Big, thick, sticky, heavy ropes. When the cum came in globs, that’s when Sam really started to suffer!

Thick shots of lady cum now started deluging from Ms. Amber’s gigantic length. The slower flow, still being flung at him with force, meant a more globular shape. It felt less like a fire house spray and more like cum water balloons crashing down on poor Sam! The poor boy endured the heavy fire, getting smacked by bulky liquid drops that exploded across him on impact. It was like a rain of hail firing down on him, subduing him into a cum stained state of submission!

Ms. Amber’s jizz assault continued on and on, passing the one minute threshold. The flow stayed consistent far into the second. Steadily though, the desperate, animal-like need to cum that had been painted across her face earlier had abated, replaced now with closed eyes and a serene O face as she released her ball contents all over a student. The ropes continued to fire. Growing smaller and smaller until, finally, silence.

“Oooh… Oh fuck…” Ms. Amber grunted. She took a moment to collect herself to try and overcome her post nut exhaustion to start a teaching lesson.

Ms. Amber finally stood. As she did, the big pink sex toy that she’d accidentally sat on that triggered this whole affair noisily popped out of her asshole, through the hole it’d made in her shredded tights. She turned her attention to the prank, her gigantic limp cock flinging her cum soaked lesson plans off of the table as she turned her body.

“Alright!” Ms. Amber sternly began. “Who put a whoopie dildo on my seat again?”

She looked back at the class. No one seemed interested in answering her. Sam had just wiped enough semen off of him that it looked more like a clear layer of sticky liquid than anything. The other girls in Ms. Amber’s class were busy, seemingly too turned on by Ms. Amber’s giga cumshot to think about anything else but sex. The smaller dicked ladies were already fucking eachother with their huge two foot anacondas. The truly hyper cocked gals were having their basketball nuts polished by their fellow students.

A voice eventually did peep up, though.

“It was Sam!” One of those impish girls who’d set up the scheme declared.

“What!?” Sam instantly protested.

“SAM!” Ms. Amber reacted in fury. “You know very well that you’re not supposed to let the teacher self sodomize herself! How dare you play such a nasty prank on me!”

Sam was flabbergasted. “B-but I didn’t… I-it wasn’t me! I-It was-”

“Excuses, excuses!” Ms. Amber shook her head. “I would have gone easy on you if you had simply admitted to your deeds, but this can’t go unpunished! Sam, to the seat with you!”

Sam groaned. Not again! Why did these assholes always pin their pranks on him!

For a moment, Sam thought about resisting. His face sterned up and was fully ready to blame one of those bitches who’d been giggling as Ms. Amber walked in the door. Of course, that courage was short-lived. The actual culprits took the time to catch his fleeting glance their way with an intimidating stare back. The message was clear. Squealing on them meant getting mounted in the lady’s room for twice as long today.

Sam begrudgingly complied. He rose from his seat, taking care not to slip on the semen drenched floor, and made his way to Ms. Amber’s seat. He pulled up the room’s back up chair and let his back rest on it. He let his head lay across Ms. Amber’s seat.

Ms. Amber approached her chair once more as her student got in position for discipline. She contemplated sitting down right away for a moment… but took some time to make things more comfortable. Her hyper cock extending from it’s miraculously somehow tuckable limpest form to her full grown beastly boy drowner of a shaft had ripped her tights to shreds. There wasn’t much reason to keep them on. She took the time to rip the rest of the garment off. Her freshly empty balls, still each larger than a human skull, swayed like wrecking balls as they were freed from the tight squeeze of ruined fabric. Her approach towards her seat resumed…

Sam gulped as Ms. Amber’s shadow eclipsed the light above. He could feel the air temperature rise just from the steam emanating from that titanic girl sack. He closed his eyes. She closed in.

Smooth flesh smothered Sam’s face in a damp, warm sauna. If he didn’t know any better, he would have sworn his teacher had just pressed her sizable butt against his face but… no. This was all too huge to be her ass. Ms. Amber was sitting on Sam’s face, balls first. She pressed her huge nuts against the boy’s head before sitting back on them, as if her own eggs were a comfortable cushion. She wiggled her bottom back and forth, making the final adjustments to best adjust her sitting posture.

Fifty minutes drowning under the teacher’s balls would surely teach this hooligan a lesson. It hadn’t the previous six times she’d done it, but perhaps lucky number 7 would be different.

“Now then… “ Ms. Amber resumed. “An enzyme taking in ATP is a lot like the way my balls are pressing against Sam’s face…”

As you probably all know by now, I get on fits where I get outrageously horny for women with huge cocks. It leads to things like this. Enjoy!

Premise: You’ve decided to entertain a job opening working as a servant at a mansion. Things get odd quickly as the recruiter speaks. Not only are all the servants crossdressing maids, but he has a particular fixation on their glorious Madam.

Length:~2300 Words

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It is quite a lovely place, is it not? A gigantic mansion, a pristine lawn, a majestic view, It truly is a slice of Eden on earth. As it turns out, there are opportunities here to take shelter, walk among luxury, and make a solid amount doing so. I presume that is why you’re here today? The job opportunity?

The outfit? That is part of the job. The Madam prefers it that way. She loves mini skirts and maid wear. She especially loves them on men. Your uniform of course will be paid for, and your pay will increase accordingly to accommodate such interesting clothing. I believe you will come to enjoy it though, should you agree to the work. There is comradery to be found doing the daily squat reps to maintain figure, alongside coworkers with legs and bottoms as toned as your own.

You look more than suitable enough for the job. I would hire you now if you would like. It matters not how you enter the mansion. You will leave with the mark of the Madam staining your very soul.

Hmm? Intimidating? You want me to elaborate? Very well.

The most outstanding beauty of this mansion is not the artwork or the architecture, rest assured. No, fantastic as those may be, the most outstanding feature of this grounds is the owner. The Madam. She has a name, of course, but I hardly feel appropriate reciting it. Why should I sully the Madam’s beautiful name with my pedestrian voice? She deserves better. We are not worthy.

You seem perplexed. Heh, in truth, her beauty truly is most perplexing. Would you think it odd that I have worked here for five years, yet the image of her face is so unclear in my head? It’s true. I can see foggy details. Her gorgeous eyes, her plump lips, her wide chest that taunts my darkest desires, hips and legs that have mastered the art of a heel stomp against tile, all are delicious. Yet these are never the features I stare at addressing her. That would be an insult to the Madam. How could I ever gaze on anything but that immaculate, titanic…

Odor? Yes, that is me. Is it not a beautiful scent?

No? Tch, my, you’re quite the uncultured one. It’s a fine aroma an amateur like you could never appreciate. It requires poise to appreciate, like a fine wine.

I have been bestowed it by the Madam herself. I’ve had my clothes, skin, and being immersed in the fruits of her sweetest gift. That is the weight of her greatest feature, her most prized treasure. Her commanding, dominating,, throbbing, virile, positively godly massive cock and titanic balls!

Oh, I could wax poetic about them for hours! Just their presence is outstanding! You truly have no idea what a gigantic cock is truly like until you’re in the shadow of one. You don’t feel shock, you don’t even feel aroused at first. You feel like a deer, having seen a predator in striking distance. You freeze. You submit. You watch with unflinching eyes focused tight and a racing pulse. You observe every feature on that meter breaching monster, all with feet of lead and paralyzed limbs. You drink it in. You have that scalp-high length and those head-sized balls burned into your mind. This is all just while the Madam’s stationary.

When she rises to meet fresh meat, It’s so amazingly sweet. The way the air moves as her dick shifts, the way moisture twirls as that radiating obelisk of cock sweat rises is breathtaking. To see it stationary is one thing. To see it sway with a bounce, to see those watermelon balls galunk and gurgle like gallon jugs, oscillating with every step… It’s hypnosis. The rhythm of her shifting cock weight as her stilettos clank with every step demands total fixation. You become so fixated, you almost don’t notice the more subtle things. You barely realize that your fresh sweat is barely even your own, with the Madam’s perspirant simply redewing on your forehead. You hardly notice your sense of taste spasm and flair as that smell of ladycock invading your nose makes its true flavor known on your tongue.

I remember entering her presence for the first time as a fateful event in my life. It felt as deep a swell of emotions as marriage itself. It changes you. It breaks you down from the useless flesh you are into a being for a far higher purpose. You’re no longer human, you’re a tool. You feel the steam in the air shift and obey the gigacock causing the shifts. You hear the swirl of sperm and turn your gaze towards her majestic nutsack.

You seem in disbelief after all this detail. My, does it all sound that strange? I could prove to you I am no liar. I could bring you into her presence now and let you see her divinity. Of course, there would be no escape afterwards. Your spirit would be pinned beneath her goddess-sized nuts, just as I am.

More disbelief. Do you truly think you have the resolve to stand before the Madam and overcome temptation?

So naive. Though, you’re not the only one. I thought I had self restraint. I thought I could say no. But the Madam’s nuts… oh sweet succulence, those delicious balls. I could feel them superseding every instinct in my brain effortlessly. I could feel their odor waft towards me and strike my senses. My eyes were unflinching. My knees begged to kneel. My chest felt as if it were about to explode, racing as if I were about to kiss my soulmate for the first time! The scent was fine at first, just the hot air of steam and sweat. Then? It dug in.

There’s something about the Madam’s sweaty ballsack. The odor it radiates has a certain way of recalibrating the mind. It hijacks the sense of taste. It’s an intensity at a level the human body was never meant to process. Too long in the presence of her kingly baby makers and the odor goes from an intense aroma of damp skin to all that matters. All resistance was gone. Those defiant shouts and my plan to escape were crushed. The mental space couldn’t be spared. All my foolish head could think of were those bloated nuts. Every inch of my mind was devoted to delicious, gurgling girl balls! Sitting before her feels divine, just breathing in the air stained by her balls. To lick and kiss them directly? Heaven.

I wanted nothing more in that moment than to press my face against her scrotum and feel her claim me as her own. I was writhing in excitement. I was harder than ever before. In my moment of need, my second of total desperation, she gave me a blessing. Her legs opened. Her gargantuan balls spread against her seat in their full glory. Her finger tempted me closer with a gentle motion towards.

I approached. I obeyed like a dog. I would have ran like a beast if I could, but my body held me back. My limbs had just been stunned by that mix of fear and mad arousal. My damn sense of self preservation cautioned me to stop moving forward as the air grew so intensely steamy and hot. Every step forward was another Celsius or two towards those steaming sperm factories!

Yet, despite all my meager resistance, I made it to her radiance. I dove in. I pressed my face against her nutsack and began my life anew as my Madam’s personal ball polisher. It was the single greatest moment in my existence. It’s still going to this very minute.

A lick of those balls is not a simple thing to wash out. The oils and their pheromones are sophisticated. They burn into the tongue. It overrides every other taste, and taints it with the sweet succulence of giant lady balls. Somehow it never grows tiring. Somehow after weeks and weeks of even just a single lick pressing against a sack, it’s a dizzying delicious taste. The more it sits, the more you can make out details, like how hot the room was that specific day, or how many loads had leaked down that low after an earlier cum shot. It is a taste that when the slightest bit of focus is lent its way can lead to fervent self pleasure sessions.

And in that very first moment where I licked upon the Madam’s nuts and sealed my fate, that would have been enough. I would have been a docile, dumb maid perpetually addicted to lapping at lady balls. Yet, the Madam blessed me. She…

G-gnnngh…

I-I am sorry, I know it’s unprofessional to masturbate during a job interview b-but I must! It’s so hot! To do anything else would be a disservice to the Madam’s radiance!

She saw something more in me. She felt I could be molded, to the head of the maids as I am today. She rose up, placed my head in her seat and… G-gaaah… g-god!

S-she sat those massive orbs on my face! She marked me as her servant right then and there! She enveloped me in the total heaven of soul-staining sweaty ball musk and broke me in like a proper bitch! I can still feel her sweat in my skin to this day. I can never escape the heaven on earth she branded into my face.

A-and… And then… G-god…

She spoke! She blessed me with her sweet syrup of a voice as I stayed pinned beneath her!

“You belong to me now.” She said. “You are my servant. My maid.”

I-I couldn’t answer. I wanted to scream yes, but I was choking beneath her fat balls crushing my face! I screamed in glee. It was all nearly completely muffled.

Yet somehow she heard me. She laughed. Her giggle made my spine shiver.

“Good boy~”

God, I can hardly stand recounting it! And after that, she pressed down and wobbled her balls back and forth, pressing against my face, burning her aroma in me for all eternity. I couldn’t stop huffing them! I was so madly aroused! I was hers, and I’m hers to this day! I’m her ruined butler. I’m her total ballslut maid! I’m a nut-snorting, ball-cleaning, obedient little….

GNNNNNRGGHHH~!

OOOOH…. Ohhh… I… I’m… Pardon the sudden display of depravity. I try to keep as formal as possible during interviews. That said, to not act with primal lust recounting such a vivid memory would be a dishonor to her grace. Let us continue.

I have blown so many loads in the presence of the Madam, ejaculating just hearing the gurgle of her sperm stockades. I am aroused constantly every moment I am in her air. The other maids and I masturbate perpetually, our pumping growing faster as we swap stories of what we’ll do the next time our mistress deems us worthy enough to be pinned beneath her sack.

It is an honor to dispose of her sperm. I know no greater joy than seeing that immaculate cock that peaks past her eyes flair to its maximum size, then erupt into her special condoms. To see rubber stretched until a transparent white trash bag of her love is hanging is amazing. The Madam has lost control of herself as her cock and balls seem to still grow to this day. Just a slight shift in her seat or too tight a clench of the thighs can spur her to parsed lips and a deep, orgasmic grunt. Have you ever seen an ejaculation cross the 5 minute mark? It is a common sight in the Madam’s presence. Absurdly huge drainings of her balls are an hourly affair.

I know what you must be thinking: have I ever tasted her sperm directly? I have not. The licks of her balls where I’ve been blessed to taste the dry remnants of her loads have been divine experiences. I’m not yet ready to taste her raw output. I don’t think any human on earth can taste it and keep their sanity.

Perhaps, after all this, you view me as a dire warning. You may look at me and think me a victim of a horrible addiction. I can understand that perspective, to some extent. I’m sure others have spoken about this place, how it changes people, how it ruins them. It can be startling to see someone’s world reorient in such a brief span of time.

Yet, honestly? It’s just my courtesy as a maid saying that. Those notions are foolish. This is no terrible fate. I feel no remorse or regret. My soul is stained by the Madam’s balls. A life without Madam’s massive marbles staining every inch of my being is not a life worth living. I am happy to work. I am happy to please her. Am I an addict? Can it really be called addiction when it’s just savoring true beauty? To walk in air devoid of the smell of her ball sweat feels like choking on smog. I need it. I must live in the cock-stained oxygen of her radiance. I have tasted too much wine to ever again desire water.

You may run along now if you wish. Warn the others about the life of servitude at the Madam’s mansion. I care not. If you are too frightened of enlightenment, I shall let you stumble in ignorance.

Or… You may join me. You can enter the Madam’s bedroom and be broken. I would be honored to escort you to the Madam and let her sweaty, colossal nutsack seal your fate with its sweet kiss.

Find someone who looks at you the way this macro futa looks at her girlfriend

I just finished Chapter 2 of Revenge is sweet Enjoy this was a blast to work on! Next up is a story inspired by a picture by Rattledbonezone which I will link once I post the story. Please, please, please comment and review this.

-Revenge is Sweet: Reboot-

A Harry Potter story

Written by SSK

Edited by Slicerness

Tags: Futanari, Transformation, Futa on Female, Male on Female, Penis/Breast/Balls Expansion, Domination, Body Modification/Alteration, Humiliation, Harem, Enslavement

Chapter 2

Turning Pansy into a pansy

Hermione grunted as she thrusted into Millicent her fingers digging into the massive booty as her hips slapped against the big jiggly mass. Millicent moaned and gasped even as she orgasmed again just from the huge cock penetrating her pussy and into her womb. Hermione then grabbed her slave, her massive muscular arms bulging as she pulled her up and turned to the mirror, she then unloaded the two watching with gritted teeth as Millicent’s belly grew larger and larger. “Mmff mistresssssss!” Millicent moaned as she orgasmed yet again but her juices sent straight back into her due to tidal wave of cum filling her. Hermione orgasmed for a whole minute then she lifted Millicent up and her cock popped out with a river of jizz coming out of Millicent causing her body to deflate.

Hermione kissed Millicent’s neck, “Are you feeling better my pet?” She purred.

Millicent sighed, “Yes mistress.” It had been 3 days since Millicent had tearfully told Hermione of Pansy’s bullying. She already had plans set for her revenge, in a cauldron a powerful potion was brewing… a brand new potion at that, it had never existed till Hermione came up with it. It had several properties and if it worked Pansy would be brought to her knees by it. “Mistress… I am fine with her abuse you do not need to worry yourself over me.” she said.

Hermione licked Millicent’s cheek, “My pet you are MY slave only I can abuse you if I choose to which means that should anybody so much as lay a finger on you I will not tolerate it. Besides I was planning on getting Pansy anyways.” she assured.

Millicent squirmed slightly, “M-Mistress do I not satisfy you?” She asked.

Hermione blinked, “Are you… jealous?” She asked.

Millicent blushed, “Yes…” she said knowing she couldn’t lie.

Hermione blushed as well, “Is that so Milly? Well then you will just have to work harder is all to keep my favor.” She said.

Millicent nodded, “Yes Mistress.” She said but she felt the burning in her chest… even in the 2 weeks she had been under her mistress’ heel she had developed feelings she normally never would have developed. She felt a strong devotion to a person who was, mostly, the same sex as her, and by the creed of her bloodline was essentially a lowborn. She wanted to express her devotion due to the past, it would be her penance for the past. So she would stay silent and serve her mistress.

Hermione stood at the cauldron looking at its depths she felt… strange hearing Millicent say she was jealous if Pansy would be subdued. She didn’t know why, but she had a feeling that Millicent had feelings for her. Which would’ve been bizarre considering the past and their current situation. She stared at the potion, she had been making this potion for 3 days straight. The potion if it worked would have very interesting effects on the drinker. It should be ready by tomorrow in which it would undergo a test. Hermione walked to Millicent, “Go back to your common room we test it tomorrow.” She said. Millicent nodded and went to the shower to clean up Hermione went to the potion to remove her growth… though if she was honest she liked being big, beautiful and powerful, and having the cock… it made her understand why boys thought with it, to thrust it in filling a woman up and then cumming inside of them filling them with baby seed. The process of life intrigued her which was why she knew how to break Pansy instantly. For Pansy there would be no greater shame than that of bearing the child of a muggleborn witch.

She smiled a cold smile as she covered the potion lowering the fire so it could simmer. She saw Millicent walking out and decided to take a chance, “Milly before you go, come here.” She said, Millicent stopped and turned to face her mistress who walked up to her, Hermione bent down and kissed Millicent. Millicent didn’t struggle in fact she pressed on Hermione but Hermione broke the kiss the moment she did. She placed her finger on Millicent’s lips, “You’re a good slave if you keep it up you might earn something… truly special alright my pet.” Millicent’s eyes glittered with hope and love and she nodded, “Off you go.” She said and she moved around Millicent and spanked her booty making her slave squeak. Hermione waited till Milicent was out the door then she touched her lips realizing her first kiss was given to a slytherin… she shrugged and went to shrink herself down.

-Slytherin Common room-

Millicent walked in trying to keep her happiness contained, and she went to the girls dormitory. As she got in she saw Pansy standing at her bed with some boys beside her. “Look who it is boys the little slut.” She said Millicent stopped then she looked around, “What you think we can’t smell it? We sure can you been boning someone ever since you ‘miraculously’ got beautified so… tell me the potion!” She said.

Millicent backed away but stopped when she felt her back hit something she turned to see a tall, broad boy standing there, she swallowed, “I… Bought it last year I didn’t know if it would work so I hadn’t tried it out.” She said.

Pansy rubbed her chin, “Uh-huh sure and what made you decide to try it out now?” She asked.

Millicent thought wildly, “I was dared to, because of some girls saying it wouldn’t make me any better looking than I do now!” she said.

Pansy smiled, “Really how fascinating… fascinatingly full of bull that is. Who gave you the potion?” She demanded, “Where’s the rest of it!?” She demanded, “And who the fuck are you sleeping with!?” She snarled she walked up to Milicent and grabbed her by her collar. If it had been the Millicent before Pansy wouldn’t of dared grab Millicent. Not that she knew but technically Millicent wasn’t that much weaker than she originally was. However Millicent had been cowed by Hermione that she forgot her strength.

Millicent pushed her off, “I don’t have it anymore! I drank it all!” She said.

Pansy sneered, “Really? What’s the recipe then?” She asked.

Millicent moved back, “I didn’t make it I told you I bought it.” She insisted.

Pansy nodded, “Uh-huh from who?” She asked.

Millicent was in a hole now, “S-Some woman in Knockturn Alley it was last year she might not be there.” Pansy glared at her.

She then stepped back, “Ok then… I believe you… but you see these boys?” She said gesturing to the boys that were now standing around her. Millicent could see bulges at their groins. “They’ve been wanting to go at you for a while now, so I’m gonna let them do just that. Have fun.” She said and she walked out of the dormitory while the boys advanced on Millicent. Millicent pulled out her wand but the boy behind her snatched it and threw it down the stairs. He then pushed her forward grabbing her clothes and pulling them off.

Millicent’s heart was thudding in her chest, she was remembering the time she was with Hermione. Her mistress had been cruel and dominating she had wanted Millicent to suffer to be treated like dirt. But these boys they just wanted to use her like a toy she tried to fight them off but they swarmed her already pulling down their pants and pushing her mouth toward them. They stank horribly and their dicks were small and unsatisfying, in a very short time her body, taste, and personality had been molded into a different being. She knew she couldn’t overpower them but she could out fuck them. She grabbed their dicks in her hands and jerked them hard trying to get them to cum quickly while her mouth sucked on their dicks. They were surprised and most came instantly but instead of faltering they renewed their assault on her.

She kept going making them cum again and again making sure they didn’t go near her pussy. After making them cum 4 times they eventually fell exhausted. She panted swallowing the last of their dirty cum in her mouth revolted by the taste, ‘Mistress’ cum tastes so sweet,’ she realized she stood up but her legs wobbled she had been tired out from before and this encounter only hurt her stamina more.

She was about to stand up when the boy that had been blocking the door held uppotion of a color that Millicent knew she handed it to the boy who took it and drank it all. Millicent’s eyes widened and her pupils shrank as the boy, now pantless, grunted then he thrust his hips forward as his dick began to grow bigger and bigger, swelling to impossible sizes.

She was a good 4 feet away from him when his dick stopped a few inches from her chin. She swallowed, her mistress had never gone this big before, she knew it was gonna hurt if he took her mouth. The boy smirked, “Oh you thought you were done? You think I was just gonna stand by? Guess again with how big my dick is I might ruin you.” Millicent’s body trembled with rage, at the thought of her pussy being violated and destroyed beyond repair to deny her dream of one day carrying her mistress’ children. She tried to hit the boy she was slammed down by a hand that choked her she beat on it as hard as she could but it didn’t let go.

She gasped and grunted and struggled but she couldn’t focus or see… she then felt it penetrating her. Spreading her painfully, and widely, tearing her insides apart. She sobbed as she felt it bumping her cervix, she couldn’t handle it anymore and she fainted.

-The Next day-

Hermione rubbed Millicent’s head soothingly, in the room of requirement as her pet sobbed loudly muttering, “I’m ruined… I’m ruined…” Hermione was silent on the outside but in the inside she tore her mind apart, swearing, smashing and crushing phantom Pansy’s in gruesome fashion. She held up her wand, and a potion sailed into her hands. She pressed it to Millicent’s lips but she just pushed it away.

Hermione looked at her, “Milly… drink!” She ordered and unable to deny her mistress she did. Millicent fell asleep the moment Hermione pulled it up from her lips. She looked at Millicent whose body was riddled with lumps and bruises, and her labia was red and puffy with blood leaking out. She got up and went to get the potion to help with Millicent’s injuries. It would rapidly heal her but the process was extremely painful and could even kill the drinker if they couldn’t handle the pain. The sleep would dull it’s painful effects slightly but she would be plagued with nightmares.

Hermione held the potion then she looked at Millicent’s sleeping form and knew that it wouldn’t matter she was already plagued by nightmares. “Milly… “ she said saddened that Pansy would be so despicable and knew that she wanted to snap the damn pureblood’s neck like a twig… but she wouldn’t, she would however give her a humiliation that would make her wish that Hermione had killed her. She poured the potion into Millicent’s’ open mouth and set it aside then she grabbed Millicent tightly holding on. Millicent screamed but she didn’t wake up, her body growing hot, and she thrashed in her sleep. Hermione held on grimly as Millicent bucked, kicked and writhed below her. She gently stroked Millicent’s hair as the bruises shrank back down, and her wounds hissed only to seal up and her insides rearranged and healed up. It took 5 minutes of this before she finally settled down. Hermione released Millicent quite a mess herself she then went to the cauldron and pulled off the lid, in it was a clear liquid that was so clear it seemed the pot was empty but in truth was quite full. She used a glass cup to scoop it up and and drank it. She then went to the shower to test it out pulling off her clothes and tossing them aside..

The potion was an interesting potion if it worked. It would cause the consumers body to absorb water and in doing so would cause their body to start growing in particular their breasts and butt. Drinking water would cause their lips to start swelling up as well giving them the appearance of a typical whore. So she started the water and drank the potion as it fell. She knew it would take some time to take effect but until then she would use the shower normally. She washed her hair quietly rubbing the shampoo in she the felt it the water that was hitting her instead of sliding off began to sink into her skin.

Her chest began to swell as did her bottom she opened her mouth drinking in what fell and as she drank she felt her lips start to swell and bulge. She bathed for a minute then stepped out of it, without her muscles the weight was pulling her out of balance she staggered to the mirror and looked indeed a girl with massive breasts and a huge rear stood at the mirror. She heard rustling and turned to see Millicent sitting up, “Mistress…” She said, she was shuddering and she stood up and walked to Hermione.

Hermione however held up her hand, “Milly get the counter potion quick.” She said.

Millicent nodded, “T-the gold one?” she asked.

Hermione shook her head, “Silver.” Millicent hurried off and returned with a silver bottle. She handed it to Hermione who took it and pressed against her huge lips and drank, one swallow. She lowered it and felt the water leaking out of her skin her body shrinking back down to normal. She then looked at Millicent “What is it Milly?” She asked.

Millicent got on her knees, and kowtowed, “Mistress you are my owner but you do not need to take revenge for me.” She said, “I’m not worth such an honor.” Hermione smiled.

She then lowered herself and pulled Millicent’s face up by her chin, “Milly if you were just an object I wouldn’t bother, but you are my slave and I own you meaning you are my responsibility. The moment someone touches you or harms you it becomes a problem. My problem, and I take care of my problems as you very well know by now.” She said with grit, “Even if you didn’t want me to Pansy Parkinson was a target for me anyways. Those boys however now became targets for me. And I will give them a most humiliating punishment indeed one that will fit the crime they committed on my dutiful little slave. Now get to the bed you will need to be ‘clean’ of their taint.” she said. Millicent got on the bed her mind thinking back to that massive 4 footer that had ruined her so… it terrified her. She would hope she never met a dick that large ever again. Hermione walked away from her heading for her potion stores.

She grabbed the futanari potion and looked at it, she knew if she drank the whole thing she would permanently retain her dick and balls… she hadn’t thought about it before but with her current path she knew that it would make things easier to just drink it down and keep it permanently. So that’s what she did she took the bottle and drank it all. She then lowered it and set it down, she felt it the change in her body but she knew it was different, it was hotter, and stronger than ever. She bit her lip to stop herself from screaming as her gene’s were changed turning her from female into pure hermaphrodite… the first human hermaphrodite. Hermione the Hermaphrodite… it had a ring to it. She sighed as it stopped and she looked at her dick compared to before it was rather small, possibly because instead of just being a one day boost it was now officially part of her as a result her body could only use enough of it’s genome to make it, her balls also were smaller than usual.

She then reached for some potions, the potions she took for her growth had both temporary and permanent versions. For now she would use the temporary ones, but once she was out of school she knew she would make her dick and balls permanently bigger. She drank the potions sighing with relief as she grew… turning into her big, powerful and beautiful self again… her real self. She grew and grew till eventually it stopped  she observed herself, and with her wand measured herself. Millicent had said the boy was at least 4 feet long while the potion would’ve healed her vaginal passage Hermione wanted Millicent to not be afraid of size but to embrace it. Hermione was a little over 4 feet long and 4 inches thick, and her balls were 5 feet in diameter. She intended on having smaller cock but her balls were the correct size for when she would take Pansy. However she had to admit the size made her feel especially powerful she would consider it after she had done Millicent.

She grabbed 3 more potions and headed back to Millicent. Millicent stiffened the moment she saw Hermione’s massive length she scampered back in fear. “No… No! Mistress please don’t do this to me!” she begged.

Hermione approached Millicent, “Milly you will stop. right. now… understand?” Millicent shuddered but nodded she didn’t move as Hermione approached but tears were forming in her eyes and her body was shivering violently. Hermione got onto the bed putting the potions on the night table and she stroked Millicent’s head gently, “Shhh, shh, shh…” She said soothingly she then shifted her hips so that her dick was in Millicent’s face. “No need to be afraid.” She said but Millicent only began to tremble even harder. Hermione however was patient, “Don’t be afraid it’s just a dick just a really big dick.”  Hermione leaned in and licked her own head. It was her first taste at a dick possibly because it was magical or because she never had it so it could be dirtied by her sweat and bodily fluids but it was unusually sweet. “See? Take a lick.” She said.

Millicent could still feel the trauma in her mind but she did as told. The moment she licked she remembered the sweetness of her mistress’ cock and licked it again. It wasn’t long till she was holding it and sucking on it enjoying the sweet taste of cock again. Hermione was twitching and convulsing slightly her senses aflame she had expected the size to increase her sensitivity but this was beyond what she calculated. She nearly had blown on herself but with Millicent using her experience she was using every fiber of her being to not cum. She had to get a break, she grabbed Millicent’ and pushed her head up, “T-That’s enough for now.” she gasped, “Drink those potions all of them.” She ordered Millicent disengaged then grabbed the potions one by one and drank them. By the time she put down the last one she felt her breasts get hot then her butt then her whole body.

Hermione smiled, “The first one will make your breasts larger, the second your butt and the last one is very special… with it your body will become elastic meaning you will stretch under most times your body reaches it’s limits which means I can conduct my second experiment how much can I fill Pansy. You took the temporary solution, for those potions… but if you like what happens next maybe we can make it… permanent.” She purred and she stroked Millicent’s head soothingly even as her slave gasped and moaned as her breasts and butt grew bigger and bigger. They continued to swell without any sign of stopping after a full 40 seconds they finally did. Millicent panted then squeaked as Hermione flicked a thumb sized nipple, from her huge perfectly spherical breasts and another when Hermione slapped her big heart shaped bubble butt. “Mmmm perfect.” She purred and she was on top of Millicent sucking on her slaves huge breasts then biting down on her nipple and pulling back.

Millicent moaned as her nipple stretched and stretched then was released and a it smacked her boob like a rubber band snapping back to it’s original shape. “Good it’s working well,” She said, “Now then for the filling test.” She said and Millicent who was still recovering squeaked when Hermione grabbed her by her butt and lifted her up. She lifted Millicent till she was hovering above her monstrous schlong that throbbed with the desire to penetrate. Millicent saw it and she shuddered, “Milly do you trust me?” She asked.

Millicent was silent then she nodded, “Then trust me when I won’t hurt you.” silence then she nodded again and Hermione brought her down slowly though she was tempted to just slam her down. Hermione knew to heal Millicent of this trauma she should take it slow and make it pleasurable. She did just that, and had to admit watching Millicent’s body distort from the penetration alone was quite… enjoyable, invigorating and even empowering. ‘It’s like my sheer size alone has the power to alter her body!’ it was amazing how she just realized what a dick could do on the day she decided to permanently become a futa. ‘Now I think about it even normal dicks do the same they shape a woman internally and then can impregnate them filling them with life and making their body develop another human being… strange how I’m thinking about this now.’ it was as if she was discovering a new side of herself.

Millicent was trembling as she stared at the massive bulge that was poking from her womb into skin. “Shhh you’re doing excellent Millie.” her mistress soothed stroking her head. If Millicent was a cat she would’ve purred but she settled for soft cooing. “Good girl.” Hermione said then she lowered her hand and began to raise Millicent up. Millicent groaned as she was precariously lifted up from the organ. Then brought down again slowly, the process continued with Hermione increasing the speed just enough to get a smooth motion. Millicent went from meek whimpers to soft moans. She wanted it faster and harder, Hermione could see it in that open mouthed huffing. “Are you ready my pet?” She said as she lowered Millicent down and tickled her chin. Millicent nodded, Hermione grabbed her pulling her off her dick she then set Millicent on the bed and got off turning so that her dick was pointing right at Millicent’s now throbbing labia. “Then prove it.” She said Millicent turned her head realizing that her mistress was giving her a choice. Millicent’s fear of the massive length was still there but for the most part she was accepting it, at least as long as it belonged to her mistress.

Millicent moved backward and she felt the huge head at her labia and she moved her hips rubbing it up and down. Hermione waited and sighed when Millicent began to push against her cock head spreading her lips apart as she pushed herself back onto the huge length. Hermione was satisfied she grabbed Millicent’s legs and pulled her in. Millicent letting a muffled gasp and her eyes shot up as ecstasy filled her. She let it out and moaned as her mistress began to push and pull her while thrusting in with a jackhammer pace. The two’s flesh slapped against each other loudly echoing in that near empty room. Hermione felt her breasts rise up only to slap back down, as did her huge balls swinging up to lightly slap Millicent’s leg only to smack down onto her knees loudly. This continued for a good 2 minutes before Hermione finally slowed down, her cock head was throbbing and balls were bulging ready to unload but she pulled out, “On your back Millie.” she ordered and Millicent, tired and exhausted from having 5 orgasms did so. Hermione then reinserted but this time she pushed till she was close enough to grab Millicent’s hands and she resumed.

It didn’t take long for her to orgasm with a good six thrusts her dick engorged and her balls spread her legs and she slammed it in hard. Teeth grit but eyes wide open to watch as Millicent’s skin bulged from the first blast of cum that shot with such force it nearly stretched to the mirror above. Each shot made Hermoine thrust her hips and her abs clenched with every powerful jet of cum. Within seconds Millicent’s belly swelled into a large sphere growing large and larger with every passing second Hermione came for nearly 2 whole minutes till it finally died down to some slight spurts. Hermione panted as she stared at her handiwork pulling out her aching dick that was slowly softening. Millicent’s belly was so large it eclipsed her body and Hermione had to push it to the side to finally see her slave who had passed out. Hermione stroked Millicent’s cheek then kissed it softly, “Sleep well Millie I’ll take care of this.” with that said she walked off to make preparations for tomorrow.

-The Next day-

Hermione sat the Great Hall eating quietly, her plan was in action. Using Dobby the trap was set, her special potion was set to be filled in Pansy’s goblet not a very hard feat. The hard feat was finding and narrowing the boys that had assaulted her slave. They would also get a special drink; a potion that would not only turn them into girls after a period of time but would cause them to produce hormones that would drive any nearby boys wild to fuck them. Not only that but if the boys were exposed to the hormones within a certain period of time their dicks and balls would double in size and their lust would reach breaking point causing them to fuck with twice the vigor they normally had. Neither potions had a counter potion listed in the books, as both potions were entirely of her design and only she had the cure for both.

She smiled as Pansy sat down talking with her friends in the same place she always sat, the middle of the table. She saw Millicent sitting at the far end away from most of the Slytherins. She watched the boys that had hurt her slave grabbing their goblets and filling them, she lowered her hand and snapped her fingers. Unbeknownst to the boys a rune appeared on their cups and trace amounts of her potion filled the goblets. A different rune appeared in Pansy’s goblet, also filling it with the liquid of her special potion, but the effects sadly wouldn’t be seen until tomorrow… by the public that is, those that resided in Slytherin would see it tonight. She smirked and ate quietly as she thought about the next step of her plan.

Pansy stared at Millicent who was sitting where the ugly girls usually were, not that she could be called ugly anymore but it was clear that she wasn’t welcome amongst the normal Slytherins anymore. She drank her goblet of juice, unaware of what was inside it.

-Later that night-

Pansy sneered as Millicent exited the shower, her huge breasts jiggling under the towel, she grabbed her own towel and whipped it at Millicent’s succulent bottom hitting it with a loud snap. Millicent jumped and yelped in surprise, but didn’t stop or say anything if her own defense as she hurried along. Pansy went into the stall she normally used, setting down her wand, shampoo and bath soap in preparation. She turned on the water and as it ran down she grabbed her shampoo to wash her hair… but something was strange… instead of falling down her body and into the floor, the water fell down her body and sank into her lips, her breasts and her butt. She blinked then she turned to the mirror and gave a slight screech as she saw her lips were swelling, becoming larger and larger. She looked down and saw her breasts were swelling as well, becoming bigger with each drop of water. A quick hand to her rear showed it was happening to her bottom as well.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed, more than a little freaked out and worried, a knee jerk reaction to any form of physical mutation when you lived around magic.

She ran out of the bathroom, her new endowments jiggling and wobbling, as the girls crowded around her. But she pushed past them and went straight for Millicent, who was fully dressed by now and sitting on her bed. “What did you do to me you wretch!?” She snarled as she reached forward, only for Millicent to grab her hand and hold it steady. It was true Millicent had forgotten her own strength but she had remembered yesterday after she had woken up from her mistress’ monstrous orgasm. Her mistress had drained her of the cum and had given Millicent a 50 pound weight and told her to lift it.

She had done so easily, to her shock. “Remember Millie my pet, you are no weakling… you are strong, you always have been this strength is yours to use as both you and I see fit, remember that.” Her Mistress has said, so she did just that.

She strengthened the grip on Pansy’s hand making the girl cry out in pain.

Millicent looked at her, “I didn’t do anything, I was sitting at the far end of the table minding my own business. You saw me there yourself maybe you’re getting… some bad karma.” She said, and she pushed Pansy backwards, sending the girl wobbling and swaying, the new weights on her body foreign and throwing her off massively. So much so she wheeled around and collapsed face first, her large breasts both cushioning her fall, and then beginning to smother her. Millicent glared at her then she raised up her legs to her bed lying down.

-The Boy’s Dormitory-

Quite a commotion was going on, in the boys dormitory the six boys that had assaulted Millicent were no longer boys. No, now they were huge breasted, big bubble butt, and quite hot looking girls who were producing arousing pheromones that only other boys could smell. As a result the entire dormitory was currently a haze of sex and hormones. Within seconds four boys were on each girl, with the rest jerking off waiting their turn.

After about fifteen minutes the boys found their bodies were hot and were surprised when their dick and balls began to double in size. Not only that, but they found their libido and stamina doubling as well. It was at that point they completely disregarded turns and resorted to blindly thrusting their cocks into anything even vaguely resembling an orifice on their formers friends bodies. The massive lust filled orgy causing the boy’s dormitory to ring with the constant sounds of depravity.

-The Girls Dormitory-

Pansy tried to stand up but found no matter what she did she was stuck the floor, “Will somebody get my fucking wand.” she snarled.

From her bed Millicent said, “Sure, listen to what she says, you won’t be thanked for it by anybody.” she muttered, rolling over, “All you’ll get is probably a hex to keep your mouth shut so she doesn’t get embarrassed.” came the next insight, “Or you can just leave her be and spread what happened to her around, in which case she becomes the local gossip and you get to go to sleep with a clean conscience.” There was silence from the rather insightful observation that Millicent had made. The girls were silent then went to their beds ignoring Pansy as she threatened and belittled them. Or at least she did until a stray bolt of magic hit her, silencing her voice for the next 8 hours.

-The Next Morning-

Snape rubbed his chin, “And you say that this happened late at night?” He asked.

Pansy nodded, she had been found in the dormitory after she had been absent from her first class. Snape himself had found her and given her some clothes to cover her up. The clothes however were ill-fitted and she found that the squeezing they gave her was highly uncomfortable. Also despite their best attempts some of the Gryffindor’s had seen her, and upon confirmation the girls from Slytherin were relaying what happened to her as a result she was the hottest news.  “More than likely this is the work of a potion. I should have a counter potion ready in an hour. Go on, I have other things to deal with.”

he scowled, as best she could with her bigger lips, and left. As she walked out she saw six girls sobbing hysterically, she hadn’t seen them before… and yet she felt like she knew them… but whatever, their plight wasn’t as bad as hers.

Pansy went to her next class, doing her best to ignore the stares and mutterings of students. Her new additions made her feel lopsided. She didn’t know how the hell Millicent could deal with this weight. What Pansy didn’t know was that her breasts and butt, despite only being exposed for so long were actually bigger than Millicent’s by a little bit but her main problem was that she didn’t have the muscle to deal with it. She sat down in her seat and felt the eyes of the boys and girls on her staring at her ill-fitting robes that did little to hide her enormous endowments. She would have to endure this along with murmurs for a full hour, it was made worse when she approached Draco and he made a quick exit to get away from her. When that happened she felt utterly isolated and alone and was quickly learning what it was like to be in Millicent’s shoes. She went from class to class gritting her teeth with fury at whoever did this to her.

When the hour passed she headed up to Snapes personal room, and knocked on his door, “Come in.” he hissed. She walked in to find Snape looking quite cross, “Pansy? Ah yes the counter potion, I have it right here.” He said and he gave her a cyan colored potion, “Drink that and the effects should stop, slowly you’ll return to normal.” he said.

Pansy took the potion she was about to drink it when she remembered, “Who were those girls earlier?” She asked.

Snape gave a sarcastic grunt, “Girls? No they were boys, they had been enchanted by a potion, it caused them to become girls and caused them to produce pheromones that made other boys… intensely interested in them. Thankfully it seems to not work if there’s only one male, but it was quite an effort to get the other boys away from them. I’ve giving them potions to cure them, they’re currently in the north tower until it finally takes effect.” he said, “Now begone, I have duties to attend to for Dumbledore.” he said. She scowled but left.

As she exited she opened the potion and drank it, hopefully by tonight she would be back to normal. With that thought cheering her up she pocketed the bottle and walked to her next class, unaware of Millicent watching her silently. Millicent ran to report to her mistress.

-Later that night-

Pansy was nervous, she had gone through the entire day and hadn’t shrunk even a little. Now she was in the common room and was standing nervously in front of the shower. Millicent emerged and she was toweling herself off idly. Pansy gave her a angry glare, but didn’t dare whip her this time, she simply held her shampoo and soap tightly before walking into her stall. Her hands trembled as she reached for the handle to turn on the water. She gripped it and turned it, the water sprayed out onto her. She felt the water sliding down her skin and onto the floor, she sighed with relief and grabbed the soap to start washing. But as time passed she found her hands were moving strangely, moving to cover more surface and her lips… felt swollen. She looked down, she didn’t scream this time but she back pedaled out of the shower only to trip and fall on her once again enhanced behind. She knew in that moment, Snapes potion didn’t work. She didn’t have to look to know the girls were staring at her again. “Go to sleep!” she snapped and she began the laborious process of standing up.

-2 days later-

Pansy was a wreck, she had to take potions to keep herself smelling nice. However potions couldn’t help with the grime building on her nails, her hair, and on her skin she needed to wash it out. Snape had tried another potion but it didn’t work either. They had managed to avoid getting noticed by the headmaster by having her eat in the common room but rumor about her was circulating to the point that students tried to get her splashed with water to make her even bigger. It was beginning to weigh down her confidence.

Hermione who had been watching Pansy walk through the school and dodge the other students splashing her thought it was time to carry out the next phase of her revenge. She headed down to the kitchens to fetch Dobby.

-The Girls Common Room-

Pansy sat at her bed, looking at her body which was now becoming excessive, her butt so big she was lifted a good 9 inches just from that alone. Her breasts extending to her stomach and with enough roundness that it could reach her chin. While her lips were so large now she could actually see her upper lip slightly. It was a pain trying to adjust to all the weight, she had tripped at least ten times just today, she didn’t even remember how many times yesterday. As a result her teachers all excused her for the rest of the day. She sighed and turned on her bed to try to sleep but as she did she saw a letter on her pillow. She looked at it, then she grabbed it and opened it and read, “If you wish for a cure for your affliction go to the seventh floor where the tapestry of Barnabs the Barmy hangs.” and that was it.

She lowered the letter and smirked, as best she could, it seemed whoever did this to her wanted to meet face to face. She made sure she had her wand in hand. Whoever caused this humiliation would suffer greatly.

-Outside the Room of Requirement-

Pansy had been waiting for someone to come, but she had been waiting over an hour and her patience was nearly at an end. She was worried with classes for the day nearly ending she would get seen. But she would wait, personal humiliation would be remedied and whoever had dared to sully her would be ruined in the rest of the normal world. So preoccupied with her revenge she never noticed Millicent approaching her from behind. “Stupefy!” and Pansy was knocked unconscious.

Hermione approached Millicent and she reached for her pet’s crotch rubbing it with her fingers, “Good work Millie now let’s get this revenge going.” she said as her slave mewled with pleasure.

-30 minutes later-

Pansy woke up groggy and confused, “Where… am I?” She asked, the most logical of questions, she felt a great weight on her chest and her butt and knew instantly that her butt and bust were bigger.

Hermione walked into her field of view, “You are in my playground.” She said.

Pansy tried to move but then realized her arms were held up and her hands bound by magic, while she was being suspended in the air, “Granger! You filth I should’ve realized it was you! What dark book did you look for whatever you did to me?!” She snarled.

Hermione chuckled, “Hmm, hmm, hmm simple I didn’t this potion is entirely of my own making.” She said, “And I have the only antidote to it. Which I’ll give you…” She purred, “And when I do I’ll be able to have my revenge, but first let’s see how big you can really get, I’ll admit I’ve never gone this big when I tested the potion… but with you I can see if it has an actual limit.” she said and she held up her wand, “Aguamenti!” and water shot out of her wand. Pansy tried to move to do something but she couldn’t stop the water that splashed on her breasts only to be absorbed into her skin.

Pansy screamed, “No! No! Someone, anyone help me!” she screamed.

But Hermione could only laugh, “You stupid bitch no one can hear us, these walls are lined with a silencing spell you could have an elephant in here and nobody would even hear a peep.” She backed off as the swelling bosom slowly began to grow in her direction. She temporarily cut off her spell to observe. Pansy’s breasts were so large they covered one half of the main room. Nearly reaching Hermione’s cauldrons and a few inches short of the pathway leading to the bed in the room. “Not bad I’m sure they can get bigger but let’s work on your butt for a bit.” She smiled deviously.

She was about to go when Pansy suddenly spoke, “W-Wait I’m sorry!” She said.

Hermione paused, “Sorry for what exactly?” She said.

In truth Pansy didn’t know what to say but she tried anything, “F-For calling you a mudblood.” Hermione scowled, “Um for belittling you?” Hermione’s face became a mask of fury.

She went into the bedroom and walked out Pansy’s eyes bulged with shock as she saw Millicent looking meek and demure. “Apologize to my slave for setting those boys on her!” She snapped.

Pansy gaped, “Millicent!? You? Traitor you-!” but Hermione held up her wand and the pureblood was silenced then she remembered, “Boys… you turned those boys into girls!” She said.

Hermione nodded, “Oh yes indeed I did and once again only I have the cure. Now apologize to my sweet Millicent.” Millicent blushed deeply at the words, ‘sweet Millicent’ Pansy wanted to laugh but instinct told her not to.

Pansy was then adding it all up, “So you gave her that body… but why, you hate her!?” She said.

Hermione smiled, “Precisely why, I was gonna give her something else but she made a deal with me, to become my slave. And she’s been a very good slave at that.” And she stroked Millicent’s cheek affectionately almost purred at the touch, “But you, in your pitiful jealousy, dared to strike her and have her assaulted! I was planning on knocking you down a few pegs anyway but after that you too will submit though unlike Millicent you will be forced to after I’m done with you.” she snarled.

This Pansy did laugh, “Ha, ha, ha! Filthy mudblood there is nothing you can do to make me submit to you!” she snapped.

Hermione just smiled, “You can’t see cause your tits and lips are blocking your view but I’m not a normal girl anymore.” she said, “So then let’s shrink you down to ‘normal’ so that way I know what to do when altering you further.” and she used her wand to push Pansy’s breasts aside Pansy tried to see what change Hermione claimed to have but her huge lips blocked off her view. She waited then felt something glass touching her lips and she opened them as best she could. A potion trickled into her mouth she took as much as she could when Hermione lowered her hand. She swallowed, she felt it begin instantly her body began to shrink down, her breasts first shrinking rapidly, then her butt and lips following suit. She sighed as the great weight that had been plaguing her all this time was removed.

When it was all gone she looked down at her… rather unimpressive body… but in doing so she saw what Hermione had meant. She would’ve screamed but knew it was pointless. Between Hermione’s legs was a huge cock, easily over a foot long, and a big pair of honeydew sized balls, that were studded with thick veins. The worst part was that Hermione’s dick was flaccid she could only dare to guess how big it would be erect. “Hmmm you really don’t have much do you? Even Millie had more than what you have.” She said. “But thankfully I have a cure for that.” She said, and she went to one of the cabinets near the cauldrons and pulled out several potions. “Millie hold her nose for me she’ll need to open her mouth to swallow these.” came the casual order. Millicent walked up to Pansy who kicked at Millicent, the slave grabbed her legs and pressed them under her armpit squeezing slightly until Pansy gasped with pain.

Hermione smiled, “Don’t think I won’t tell her to break your legs cause I will if I want to.” she said, “Squeeze a bit harder Millie.” She ordered, and Mllicent did squeezing till a slight pop.

Fear filled Pansy as she realized it was no bluff, “Alright, alright!” she hissed, “You win.” Hermione laughed again.

She walked toward Pansy with 5 potions delicately held between her fingers. “I don’t win till you become my slave. So let’s start with this one, Millie ease up a bit, don’t wanna break her legs yet.” She said, and Millicent eased up, Pansy gasped with relief only to have a potion stuck into her mouth. She was forced to drink half before Hermione put it away. “First your breasts.” Hermione said watching “By the way this is normally a temporary solution but the one you drank is permanent so enjoy these new boobs of yours.” she explained.

Pansy couldn’t speak only moan as her breasts got hotter and hotter she closed her eyes not wanting to see as her breasts began to swell larger and larger gaining perk, firmness and volume. It wasn’t long before they began causing a strain as their new weight pulled her down slightly. Eventually they stopped growing and she panted hotly sweat pouring down her body. When she looked they were as big as basketballs, and just as perfectly round and perky. Millicent ground her teeth at the fact the boobs were bigger than her own but she wouldn’t complain… not to her Mistress at least.

But Hermione saw the flare of jealousy in Millicent’s eyes, she smiled and held up the next potion, “Now for the ‘bootay,’” she said and Millicent once again squeezed Pansy’s leg making her groan with pain. Hermione forced yet another potion into Pansy’s mouth this time making her drink all of it. She set the empty bottle on the ground and went to look at Pansy’s butt watching it wobble and vibrate. She smiled and placed her face against it. She felt it was hot and felt the bottom go from flat to round expanding ever larger. She smacked the other cheek and licked the growing booty with sheer pleasure. Pansy moaning as she felt pleasure at her growth and stimulation while Millicent was clearly jealous her eyes glaring angrily at Pansy. Even if it hadn’t been long since she became Hermione’s slave she became attached that she wanted her Mistress to only look and play with her body.

Hermione finally backed off and looked at Pansy’s butt as it slowed down in growth. Pansy’s butt stuck out from her body quite distinctly and was perfectly round and bubbly looking. Hermione held up her wand and a magical measuring tape emerged it wrapped around Pansy’s butt and revealed the measurement, 55 inches across. She held back the urge to just turn Pansy’s booty into a pair of bongo drums but there were was one potion left. She held it up, “This potion is a very special one,” She said as she walked in front of Pansy who was gasping, “When you drink this the next time someone cums in you, you will be impregnated instantly the more you drink the more kids you will birth… I think you can guess what I plan to do with that.” she said.

Pansy, whose mind had been in a muggy fog, stiffened and she began to struggle, “No! No you are not going to impregnate me!” She grunted and she tossed and tried to kick but Millicent held her legs perfectly still.

Hermione chuckled, “Oh but I am and when I do you will be broken.” She said, those words as true as she spoke them. For Pansy not only would she have the same of bearing half-blood children but those child would be to her greatest enemy. The moment Hermione came inside of her Pansy would no longer be counted among the noble witches of the world.

She became desperate as her physical exertions bore no fruit. “P-Please I’m sorry I really am! I’m sorry for setting those boy’s on Millicent!” Hermione paused and looked into her eyes, which were streaming with tears, “Please don’t do this I’ll do anything! Anything!” she begged.

Hermione tapped her chin, “Be my willing slave.” She said, Pansy bit her lip, “Do you remember what I said earlier?” She asked, Pansy was silent but her eyes widened as she remembered, “I was planning on knocking you down a few pegs anyway but after that you too will submit though unlike Millicent you will be forced to after I’m done with you.” she had said. Willing or unwilling she would become Hermione’s slave, and before she did she would suffer humiliation. It didn’t matter what she said next, Hermione was determined to break her.

She bit her lip again then she stiffened, “Fuck you.” She said.

Hermione gave a cold smile that seemed to resonate it’s chill, “Oh I’m going to enjoy breaking you till you’re nothing more than a pansy yourself.” she said and she nodded toward Millicent who squeezed hard on Pansy’s legs till Pansy screamed with pain and Hermione took the potion and rammed it into the witches mouth. Tears of fury streamed down her cheeks as she was forced to chug the entire potion. When it was empty Hermione pulled it out, “And just like that you are going to have sextuplets.” she said.

Millicent didn’t know why but hearing that made her feel… hot in her chest. She didn’t say anything though, “Let her go Millie.” Hermione ordered and Millicent released Pansy, who sighed at having her legs back and kicked at Millicent, causing her to step back. “And now it’s my turn.” and she held up one potion and drunk it till only a quarter remained. “Oh I love this part.” She said and she placed a hand on her balls. She moaned as she felt them get hot then start to swell rapidly, the slightly flappy skin becoming tight as her balls not only began to overfill but grow larger and larger by the second. Eventually she had to release them as they began to grow to, and past, her knees. They touched the ground and began to spread making Hermione force her legs apart as they kept growing. When they stopped they were large enough for her to sit on them comfortable.

Pansy gave a snort, “Now you’re stuck you can’t move from there.” she said smugly.

But Hermione held up the final potion, “Oh yeah?” She asked and she drank half of it. Within seconds she felt the change happening the change from her ‘weak and fake’ self into her ‘true and strong’ self. Her muscles began to bulge and swell. Her body growing larger, her breasts, butt, arms and legs. She flexed slightly at her transformation and sighed when it was finished. She now stood at 6 feet tall, with an amazonian build. It affected her whole body making her massive balls even bigger. Hermione smiled at Pansy’s shocked stare, “Yeah, not so stuck now am I?” She was tall enough that her gargantuan testilces were now raised a good foot off the ground now.

Hermione went to her cabinet of potions and gestured for Millicent to come. Obediently Millicent followed, Hermione grabbed the pink futanari potion and held it to Millicent, “Millie my sweet you too deserve some revenge… don’t you think?” She asked. She held up the bottle to Millicent who hesitated then she grabbed the potion. “Not all of it.” Hermione ordered and Millicent drank a mouthful and handed it back. She groaned as she felt the heat in her crotch signifying her change. Hermione smiled, “Get used to it first. No rush, when you do come join the fun.” She said, placing the red potion back onto her cabinet as Millicent moaned and cooed as her new cock grew in. she then went to the bed to grab her wand twirling it like a baton she approached Pansy.

Pansy struggled hard, even with her bound hands she was determined to try and escape. Hermione held up her wand and waved it, Pansy falling to the ground. As she tried to stand up to run the weight of her bust and butt once again put her off balance, causing her to stumble.

Hermione advanced toward Pansy, and then she reached forward and grabbed one struggling leg and pulled her across the ground. Pansy tried to strike with her free leg, only to realize that Hermione’s new muscles weren’t for show. Her kick hit Hermione’s leg and she only felt pain as she hit solid muscle.

Hermione grabbed Pansy by her leg and pulled her up easily like a doll. Pansy would’ve struck but quickly realized she’d only damage herself in the long run so she went for the one weapon available to her: Hermione’s wand. She reached for it only to be held outward almost negligently in a feat of strength that left her baffled, having never really been around such physically fit people.

Hermione smiled and she turned to look at Millicent who was moaning as she pumped her new cock fervently. She was taking a slight risk, Millicent now knew what potion did what, roughly, it wouldn’t be much for her to take the amazon potion and use her new strength to dominate Hermione… but Hermione had options, the slave lock did more than just ‘call’ it could also restrain and paralyze. It was in truth quite a devious little spell but she knew that betrayal was possible, and with Slytherins she was taking no chances. She turned back to Pansy who glared at her with sickly anger.

Hermione thrust her hips forward so her huge, somewhat erect prick hit Pansy on the nose. She shut her mouth tight and didn’t dare even open her mouth. The head alone was bigger than her mouth, unless she opened very wide. Hermione smiled then realized, “Ah how silly of me I forgot to give you the most important potion of all.” she said and she walked to her cabinet where a panting Millicent laid on her back her top covered in cum. Pansy could only keep her mouth shut to avoid giving this amazon hermaphrodite an opening. Hermione hummed as she reached for a bright yellow potion. She grabbed it and jiggled it tauntingly, “This potion is very special, you drink this and your body becomes able to stretch far beyond it’s normal limits. Now there are two types of this potion… one that’s temporary… and one that’s permanent can you guess which one this is?” She asked.

Pansy was shaking now she was so afraid she was quite close to wetting herself, “Y-You wouldn’t dare…” she said, “You wouldn’t!”she repeated.

Hermione smiled, “Do you realize how far I’ve gone already? You will be bearing 6 of my children, guaranteed it’s not an ‘if,’ it’s a fact. I will be screwing you till you are my slave, a real pansy. You better believe I’ll do it and you can’t do a damn thing to stop me. So just open your mouth and get this over with.” But Pansy shut her mouth tight Hermione shrugged. “Millie please get up.” She ordered.

Millicent did so, in the past few minutes she had been reveling in the feel of having a dick of her own. She felt a power… the same power that the boys and her mistress had. It had been roughly a month since she had been turned into Hermione’s slave. In that month Hermione had shown her what true kindness was. Especially with what her mistress had done just a few days ago, any worry Hermione would’ve had of Millicent betraying her would be non-existent. Because the revenge she had carried out in Millicent’s name had shown her, that her mistress would stand by her side… and that had won Hermione something very special. Millicent’s entire being, whatever her mistress wanted Millicent would give it gladly and willingly… she just hoped it would be enough for to please her mistress.

She looked at her mistress, “Yes Mistress.” she purred.

Hermione jerked to Pansy, “Would you like the honors of her virginity?” She asked.

Pansy’s eyes widened, “Millicent you damn blood traitor you wouldn’t-!” but Hermione stuffed her potion Pansy’s mouth. Then using her wand she righted Pansy so she drank the mixture even as Pansy reached to pull it out of her mouth Millicent moved grabbing Pansy’s arms so she couldn’t. Hermione blinked, “Millie that was brilliant.” she said, Millicent didn’t speak till Pansy fully drank it all.

She then grabbed the empty bottle and set it onto the cabinet. She turned to her Mistress and she got to her knees bowing down, “Mistress you have been kind to me, far kinder than most even though I am your enemy and I tormented you for so long. You took revenge in my name, and comforted me when I was scared… so I swear to you right now that I will serve you forevermore.” she said.

Hermione smiled, “Thank you Millie, well then since you did so I’ll ask you a question do you want her virginity or me?” Millicent looked at Pansy.

She bit her lip then she looked at her owner with confidence, “I want it.” she said.

Her mistress smiled, “Then take it.” Hermione said she lowered her wand and Pansy fell to the ground. She barely had time to stand when Millicent was on top of her forcing her down with her powerful body and lowering herself quickly her cock inches from Pansy’s crotch.

Millicent stared into Pansy’s eyes which stared at her like a wounded dog, then she moved her head down, “I hope it hurts!” she growled and she thrusted it in.

It did hurt for Pansy so much she screamed, Millicent’s dick was quite unusual instead of having Hermione’s perfect proportion of girth and length Millicent’s had substantially more girth than length. Whereas Hermione in her ‘weak’ form had a dick that was 12 inches long and 3 inches thick hard. Millicent’s was 10 inches long and 5 inches thick hard as a result Pansy was being spread apart much further than what she would’ve been normally. It hurt much more than a typical first time. Millicent savored the look of pain in Pansy’s eyes as tears fell down the proud purebloods face. She was tempted to start thrusting but knew her Mistress would not take kindly to that. She pulled out her dick stained red, Hermione was at her side washing it off with a wave of her wand. “Good work Millie, now take that ass of hers too!.”

Pansy would stop remembering anything that happened after the next minute, in that minute Hermione had grabbed her and lifted her bodily off the ground and slammed her length inside. She felt the dick piercing her cervix straight for her womb. It entered then dragged her womb straight up pushing against her skin. As stated before in her ‘weak’ form Hermione wasn’t all that large but in her ‘strong’ form Hermione was enormous. Her dick easily 30 inches long and 6 inches thick, Pansy could only stare at the bulging length then she felt the dick tip at her butthole. After that she wouldn’t remember anything till Hermione would wake her back up with a spell.

Millicent thrusted her cock in Hermione could feel it against the skin her own cock throbbing with it “I can feel you Mistress.” She said happy to share her body’s senses with her mistress.

Hermione smiled, “Then let’s wreck her together.” She said, she began to pull out, her dick causing Pansy’s stomach to become flat again only to spike up again as she thrusted it in. Millicent pulled out and thrusted in time with Hermione the two quickly getting into a rhythm thrusting in and out at the same time. The synchronous screwing though had an effect on Hermione feeling Millicent’s dick bumping with her own, was causing her balls to swell as orgasm neared her rapidly. Luckily for her the same was happening with Millicent. “I’m gonna cum.” she gasped.

Millicent nodded, “M-Me too, together mistress!” she grunted.

They kept thrusting in strong slightly halting jerks. Then they felt it their dicks swelling, “C-COMING!” they both shouted and they slammed in at the same time. Millicent’s cock spurted out a typical load just enough to splatter Pansy’s insides a little white. But Hermione’s was like a geyser a giant blast of cum that shot out causing Pansy’s belly to distort bulging outward in a giant spurt. Before her belly could even settle another giant blast was shot out. Followed by another and another, again and again she came in huge spurts. It wasn’t long before the distortion was covered up by the total mass of cum inside of her. The belly turning into a big round fleshy balloon bloating bigger as it filled with cum. Hermione’s body was soon covered under the massive balloon of flesh her body able to bear the weight of her handiwork with her powerful body. This continued for a full 20 minutes before finally Hermione was done.

When she pulled out her balls had deflated quite considerably, she pushed out of Pansy’s massive belly, ignoring as Pansy’s pussy belched out cum like a fountain and sat down tired for the first time in her life. “Oh god that felt good never came that hard every… Millie? Millie where are you?” She asked.

Millicent had long removed herself from Pansy and was just staring at the massive balloon that Hermione had made. But when called she was at her Mistress’ side. “Mistress here I am.” she said, Hermione pulled her into a hug that caused Millicent to blush, “M-Mi-Mistress?” She stuttered, unsure of what to do but smiled at being so close to smell her Mistress. Smell the mix of perfume, sweat and semen it was a scent that got her hard again.

Hermione felt the bump on her abs, “Millie do you want to fuck me?” She teased.

Millicent became flustered, “N-No I mean… um…” she said.

Hermione sat up and pushed Millicent back, “If you keep being a good slave maybe one day you will ok?” she rubbed Millicent’s cheek affectionately and looked at her handiwork. Pansy’s belly was so large now it took up half of the front room space. “Now then let’s wake this bitch up!” she said, “Millie would you get my wand I seem to have misplaced it.” she asked.

Millicent nodded, “Accio wand!” she said and from the massive belly a wand flew out Hermione grabbed it and she walked up to Pansy.

She smacked the belly and heard a slight wave sloshing like a waterbed. “Ooh she stuffed good, renervate!” and a spark hit Pansy.

Pansy groaned as she woke up and felt her body was out of shape, she could only gasp weakly. As she saw the massive bulge that was her belly, “Y-You… You monster!” she gasped.

Hermione walked up to her then slapped her, “Compared to what you did to me, this is nothing. We’re not even done yet, in fact we just started. I told you by the time we’re done you’re gonna be nothing less than a pansy, a damn barbie doll on my string… Millie, bring me the gold one we’re gonna pull an all-nighter.” she said and Millicent ran off. Hermione then grabbed Pansy’s face forcing it to look at her. “Pansy Parkinson you will be my slave!” she growled, “And you will feel the pain you’ve dealt me for all these years!” she released Pansy who was now sobbing even as Millicent returned with a golden potion in hand. Hermione took it and drank half then handed it to Millicent. No sooner had this happen then her muscles bulged and her balls suddenly began to inflate rapidly growing larger and larger as they filled with sperm. Millicent grunted as she felt the same change in her.

Hermione smiled, “Instant stamina rejuvenation and enhancement coupled with a total resupply of bodily fluids added with a touch of a production enhancement on top. But for your small mind to comprehend, we get our stamina back totally, and we have it enhanced as well we can go for half-a-day, without needing a break, our sperm is fully replenished, and our body urges us to produce even more which means a much bigger load. We’re gonna pump you so full you’re gonna look like a body balloon. Too bad you won’t go ‘pop’ huh?” Pansy was shuddering with tears wondering what she did to deserve this as Hermione lifted Millicent onto Pansy’s belly where she moved positioning her dick at Pansy’s mouth. Pansy could see Millicent’s balls visibly grow larger and larger.

Only one thought crossed her mind, ‘Help…’ then she felt the huge cock ram into her asshole.

-The Next Day-

Pansy sat in class, her eyes dull, her mind a hollow shell, sitting next to her was Millicent, Draco was with Crab and Goyle who were looking at Pansy and Millicent with disgust. “Pansy.” Millicent said, Pansy’s eyes lit up and she looked around. She then turned her gaze forward to see Snape staring at her.

Pansy stood up, “I’m sorry Professor I’m… not feeling well.” she said and she rubbed her sides her mind unable to forget yesterday. True to her word Hermione and Millicent had fucked her through the whole night. By which time Pansy’s pride, and personal sense of self had been obliterated by sex, anger, and vengeance. Now she was a doll one that would be called out at anytime. The ringing of the bell spared her from Snape’s rebuke. She was out with Millicent right behind her. It was then they both felt it, a burning near their crotch, the sign of the Hermione’s Slave Lock. they both turned heading for the 7th floor to meet their mistress.

-The Room of Requirement-

Hermione gasped as she thrusted into Pansy who moaned and gasped loudly, while Pansy ate out Millicent who rubbed