Harry potters Sex slaves
Harry's nose twitched as the first hint of the smell hit him.
Ron smelt it next, "Oh my God", he explained, "What is that stink?
It smells like there is a very horny goat in here."
"I think it's me", said Harry. "It's coming from...from my crotch!"
"Bloody Hell", Ron screwed up his nose as he spoke, "This has to be
someone's idea of a magical joke. This is just sick. Who the hell would come up
with something like this? Oh my God, you'll have to see if you can
remove that stink
with a shower or if you'll need some sort of spell to get rid of it. I'm
not hanging
around to see how you get on."
With that Ron left the common room. Neither Ron nor Harry had
noticed the effect
of the stench on Hermione. She was taking deep breathes of the
stench, her
breathing getting heavier as the smell began to affect her.
"That smell's intoxicating Harry", said Hermione. "I think it might
be some sort of
pheromone." She went to a nearby bookshelf and too down a book
on magic. She
put the book on a table and leant over it, one arm of either side of the
book. After a
short search through the book, she found what she was looking for.
"Here it is, the
pheromone of Sirius. It's a magical pheromone that turns girls into
sex slaves.
Apparently any male whose penis begins to emit it will compel any
available girl
to have sex with him. When he cums into her, the cum will contain
enough of the
pheromone to transform her into his sex slave for life. It says the boy
and girl will
not mean to have sex, they just somehow will whether they want to
or not. It says
they might not even know they are having sex. How is that
possible?"
"Oh no, look in the mirror Hermione", answered Harry.
Hermione looked at the nearby mirror on the wall of the common
room. In it, she
was leaning over the table and reading the book as she had thought.
However, she
was totally naked, Harry was fucking her from behind. "Oh my God,
we ARE
having sex! It must be the magic, we didn't even realize we were
doing it",
exclaimed Hermione.
The moment they saw the image in the mirror, they could see what
they were
actually doing. They had removed their clothes and started having
sex while
thinking they were just talking. The spell had muddled their
perceptions so they
hadn't even known.
Harry tried to remove his penis from Hermione's vagina, "It's no
good", he said, "I
can't pull it out. My body just won't obey. Hermione, see if you can
walk forward,
sideways, just get my cock out of you."
Hermione was clearly staring to feel her orgasm approaching,
"Nothing's
happening when I try to move away. I can't stop fucking you. Oh
Harry, you've got
to stop yourself from cuming into me. If you do, I'll be turned into
your sex slave!"
Hermione's hips thrust back as Harry's thrust forward under the
influence of the
spell. Harry felt his penis swelling as he prepared to cum into
Hermione.
"I think the spell will end when I have my orgasm", Hermione
gasped as she began
to climax, "Once that's happened, I should be free to walk away.
Harry, you've got
to hold back. DON'T CUM INTO ME!"
Hermione began to pump her hips back faster and faster. She cried
out as she
orgasmed, "Harry, don't cum", she said through clenched teeth as her
orgasm hit.
Unfortunately Hermione's tight vagina had done an excellent job of
stimulating
Harry's cock. A torrent of pheromone laden cum poured into
Hermione.
"Oh shit!", Hermione exclaimed as she felt Harry's cum pouring into
her.
"Sorry Hermione", said Harry as his penis pumped more of the cum
into her that
would transform her into his sex slave.
Once they had orgasmed, the magic released them. Harry and
Hermione, parted
and began to put their clothes back on. The clothes were on the floor
all around the
area they had been standing in. They must have been taking them off
even as
Hermione was reading from the book.
"Are you all right Hermione?", Harry asked. "You're not a sex slave
are you?"
Hermione slapped him, "I most certainly am not your sex slave. Your
tone of voice
sounded rather like you were hoping I was. The pheromone takes
time to transform
a girl into a sex slave. If I can use the douche of Isis before the
transformation is
complete, I'll be OK. I have to get to the potion lab to get some."
Hermione gasped as her breasts suddenly expanded to a cup size
larger than they
had been. Her hips also became wider. Her whole posture changed,
becoming more
sexual and seductive.
"Oh no, it's starting", Hermione exclaimed in a sexy tone of voice.
"I've got to get
to the lab. Whatever you do master, I mean Harry, don't go near any
girls. Don't
even talk to them. You could be having sex with them without even
knowing what
you're doing. You'll think you're just talking to them, but you'll be
fucking them!"
"I'll stay in my room", Harry replied. "I'll tell Ron what's going on if
he comes
back. Don't worry Hermione, you'll be OK. I won’t let you become a
sex slave.
Hermione put the last of her clothes on (but not her bra as it didn't fit
her new
breasts) and ran out the door. Unfortunately she didn't realize how
badly she stank of the pheromone of Sirius. Every girl she ran past on the way to the potion lab took a deep breath as she smelt the scent that would compel them to have sex with Harry Potter and become his sex slave.
Ron smelt it next, "Oh my God", he explained, "What is that stink?
It smells like there is a very horny goat in here."
"I think it's me", said Harry. "It's coming from...from my crotch!"
"Bloody Hell", Ron screwed up his nose as he spoke, "This has to be
someone's idea of a magical joke. This is just sick. Who the hell would come up
with something like this? Oh my God, you'll have to see if you can
remove that stink
with a shower or if you'll need some sort of spell to get rid of it. I'm
not hanging
around to see how you get on."
With that Ron left the common room. Neither Ron nor Harry had
noticed the effect
of the stench on Hermione. She was taking deep breathes of the
stench, her
breathing getting heavier as the smell began to affect her.
"That smell's intoxicating Harry", said Hermione. "I think it might
be some sort of
pheromone." She went to a nearby bookshelf and too down a book
on magic. She
put the book on a table and leant over it, one arm of either side of the
book. After a
short search through the book, she found what she was looking for.
"Here it is, the
pheromone of Sirius. It's a magical pheromone that turns girls into
sex slaves.
Apparently any male whose penis begins to emit it will compel any
available girl
to have sex with him. When he cums into her, the cum will contain
enough of the
pheromone to transform her into his sex slave for life. It says the boy
and girl will
not mean to have sex, they just somehow will whether they want to
or not. It says
they might not even know they are having sex. How is that
possible?"
"Oh no, look in the mirror Hermione", answered Harry.
Hermione looked at the nearby mirror on the wall of the common
room. In it, she
was leaning over the table and reading the book as she had thought.
However, she
was totally naked, Harry was fucking her from behind. "Oh my God,
we ARE
having sex! It must be the magic, we didn't even realize we were
doing it",
exclaimed Hermione.
The moment they saw the image in the mirror, they could see what
they were
actually doing. They had removed their clothes and started having
sex while
thinking they were just talking. The spell had muddled their
perceptions so they
hadn't even known.
Harry tried to remove his penis from Hermione's vagina, "It's no
good", he said, "I
can't pull it out. My body just won't obey. Hermione, see if you can
walk forward,
sideways, just get my cock out of you."
Hermione was clearly staring to feel her orgasm approaching,
"Nothing's
happening when I try to move away. I can't stop fucking you. Oh
Harry, you've got
to stop yourself from cuming into me. If you do, I'll be turned into
your sex slave!"
Hermione's hips thrust back as Harry's thrust forward under the
influence of the
spell. Harry felt his penis swelling as he prepared to cum into
Hermione.
"I think the spell will end when I have my orgasm", Hermione
gasped as she began
to climax, "Once that's happened, I should be free to walk away.
Harry, you've got
to hold back. DON'T CUM INTO ME!"
Hermione began to pump her hips back faster and faster. She cried
out as she
orgasmed, "Harry, don't cum", she said through clenched teeth as her
orgasm hit.
Unfortunately Hermione's tight vagina had done an excellent job of
stimulating
Harry's cock. A torrent of pheromone laden cum poured into
Hermione.
"Oh shit!", Hermione exclaimed as she felt Harry's cum pouring into
her.
"Sorry Hermione", said Harry as his penis pumped more of the cum
into her that
would transform her into his sex slave.
Once they had orgasmed, the magic released them. Harry and
Hermione, parted
and began to put their clothes back on. The clothes were on the floor
all around the
area they had been standing in. They must have been taking them off
even as
Hermione was reading from the book.
"Are you all right Hermione?", Harry asked. "You're not a sex slave
are you?"
Hermione slapped him, "I most certainly am not your sex slave. Your
tone of voice
sounded rather like you were hoping I was. The pheromone takes
time to transform
a girl into a sex slave. If I can use the douche of Isis before the
transformation is
complete, I'll be OK. I have to get to the potion lab to get some."
Hermione gasped as her breasts suddenly expanded to a cup size
larger than they
had been. Her hips also became wider. Her whole posture changed,
becoming more
sexual and seductive.
"Oh no, it's starting", Hermione exclaimed in a sexy tone of voice.
"I've got to get
to the lab. Whatever you do master, I mean Harry, don't go near any
girls. Don't
even talk to them. You could be having sex with them without even
knowing what
you're doing. You'll think you're just talking to them, but you'll be
fucking them!"
"I'll stay in my room", Harry replied. "I'll tell Ron what's going on if
he comes
back. Don't worry Hermione, you'll be OK. I won’t let you become a
sex slave.
Hermione put the last of her clothes on (but not her bra as it didn't fit
her new
breasts) and ran out the door. Unfortunately she didn't realize how
badly she stank of the pheromone of Sirius. Every girl she ran past on the way to the potion lab took a deep breath as she smelt the scent that would compel them to have sex with Harry Potter and become his sex slave.