Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Harry Potter was in the showers after a quidditch match, cleaning off. The rest of the team had already gone back to the castle, leaving him alone. He heard a noise from the entrance and turned to see his girlfriend Ginny closing the door behind her. She looked different. Her hair was in plaited pigtails and she looked skinnier and shorter than normal. Her tits had almost disappeared! She was dressed as a schoolgirl, in a thigh length tartan skirt, white stockings and tight blouse. The overall effect was of a young, innocent girl just begging to be corrupted. Harry was no fool. He knew his girlfriend was a whore who acted as the school bike. He just didn -(TM)t care. Practice makes perfect after all, which made Ginny the best lay in Hogwarts. Once he had got together with her ex-boyfriends, Michael Corner and Dean Thomas, and gang fucked her in the prefects bathroom for most of a day. Those two were less happy with her slutty nature and had a lot of aggression to work out on her. The bruises had taken weeks to go down completely. The other advantage of being in a relationship with the school cumbucket was that he was free to fuck as many girls as he wanted. Being the Chosen One was a fast track into any girls panties, and he -(TM)d fucked his way through most of the dumb cunts foolish enough to believe that the famous Harry Potter was falling in love with them. Cho had been a bit of a challenge, but the uptight chink bitch had calmed down after he -(TM)d rammed her for a couple of minutes. She -(TM)d even looked like she was starting to enjoy it by the time he -(TM)d unloaded in her womb. He -(TM)d never fucked Hermione though. That prude only had eyes for Ron, even though the fucking idiot was too much of a pussy to make a move on that hot piece of ass. Still, Hermione was Harry -(TM)s friend, not some groupie, so he -(TM)d never -~forced the issue -(TM). What he wouldn -(TM)t give to defile the little bookworm. Ginny stepped forward, swinging her non existent chest back and forth with her hands behind her back. This innocent look was really doing it for Harry, and he felt his cock rising to point at his whore girlfriend. What she said next made him harder than he had ever been. -Daddy -- - she said, her voice high and breathy. - I met your quidditch friends on my way here and they said they had some new shampoo for me to try and they pushed me on the ground and they took out their thingies and they rubbed until the shampoo came out all over my hair but it -(TM)s still in my hair -~cos there wasn -(TM)t any water to wash it out with so can I shower with you please daddy pleeeeeease? - She finally took a breath, looking at Harry with entirely innocent eyes. Harry was hard as diamonds. Looking more closely, he could see that Ginny -(TM)s hair really was a mess. Cum was matted throughout, and some was even dripping from one of her pigtails. The whole team must have cum in her hair to get this result, which included Fred and George. This didn -(TM)t surprise Harry. While full on incestual sex was one of Ginny -(TM)s few boundaries, he knew that she -(TM)d sucked off the twins a few times and would have no problem taking their loads on her. They -(TM)d probably been the ones to initiate the shampoo -~trick -(TM). Ginny was really acting the role well though. If he didn -(TM)t know any better he -(TM)d think that she genuinely thought it was shampoo in her hair. He decided to play along, and see how far he could take this. -Silly girl, of course there was water to wash it out with! - he said, thinking fast. -Didn -(TM)t you know that special thingie shampoo can only be washed out with special thingie water? You should have asked Uncle Fred and Uncle George to give you some! It -(TM)s a good thing I -(TM)m here, or you wouldn -(TM)t be able to get the shampoo out at all! We -(TM)ve got to be quick or it -(TM)ll dry in your hair. Kneel down where you are. - Ginny obeyed, eyes wide and blushing at her own silliness. Her hands were still clasped behind her back. Harry stepped forward out of the shower and pointed his cock at her cum covered hair. -Now daddy -(TM)s going to give you some of his special water, and you -(TM)re going to wash out your hair properly, okay? - Ginny nodded slowly. -But daddy, won -(TM)t that get my clothes all wet? - she said, looking into his eyes. -I told you, we have to be quick or it -(TM)ll dry! - said Harry. -If you weren -(TM)t so stupid you could have asked your uncles to wash you off and had time to take your clothes off, but it -(TM)s too late now, so you -(TM)ll have to get wet. Now get ready! - He started pissing despite his hard-on, a torrent of urine splashing down on his girlfriend. The first blast hit her in her upturned face, smearing her make-up. She quickly adjusted and washed her hair in the shower of piss. Her clothes rapidly became soaked, both her blouse and stockings turning yellow and transparent. He could clearly see her hard nipples poking through the clingy wet fabric. Ginny seemed to be happy with the state of her hair, having cleared it of most of the cum, so she tilted her head back and opened her mouth. Harry adjusted his aim and soon the filthy redhead had an overflowing mouthful of his warm piss. Harry finally stopped peeing. There wasn -(TM)t a dry spot on his girlfriend. She looked him in the eyes and started gargling his piss before lowering her head and letting the liquid drain out of her mouth and onto her chest. Harry could see yellow droplets hanging from her inch long nipples. The stone floor around her was a puddle of piss and cum. He considered making her slurp up the mixture but she took the initiative. -Thanks daddy! - Ginny said, beaming widely as if Harry had given her an ice-cream instead of a golden shower. -I want to make your thingie happy to thank it for all that yummy special water. Can I suck on it daddy, please? - Harry nodded, and Ginny shuffled forward on her knees and started lapping at his cock. She quickly popped Harry -(TM)s shaft into her mouth and started sucking slowly, swirling her tongue around the head rapidly. Harry groaned, this felt amazing. He wanted to hurry things up though, so he grabbed her piss-soaked pigtails and wrapped them around his hands before using them to pull Ginny further down onto his cock. Inch by inch her lips slid down his length as her hair pulled painfully at her scalp. Her nose was just about to reach his pubes when -- Harry woke up. The dorm room was dark. He stared up at the roof of his bed as his senses returned to him. Fuck! That had the makings of a fucking for the ages and it had all been a fucking dream. That would teach him for not shagging some slut before he went to sleep. He was just making a mental note to piss on Ginny as soon as possible when the messages from his lower body finally reached his brain. Someone was sucking him off! He looked down, but whoever it was had climbed under the covers and he couldn -(TM)t tell who it was. He assumed that Ginny had decided on some sneaky fun, as she loved fucking in semi public where other people might find them. Blowing Harry while her pussy brother slept in the next bed would be right up her alley. Harry was close to his climax after the intense dream, and felt a sense of frustration that the fantasy had been taken from him. As normal, he decided to work out this frustration by abusing the nearest woman. He wrapped his legs around Ginny -(TM)s head, ramming his cock all the way down her throat. Surprisingly, she didn -(TM)t seem to gag or struggle at this treatment. Good as she was, she normally had trouble taking his full, impressive length. This time she just started swirling her tongue like mad around his meat. Frustrated by her lack of struggle, Harry reached under the covers to make things harder for her. He quickly found her face and gave it a light slap before pinching her nose closed, cutting off her air. That did the trick! The slut started bucking and thrashing, trying desperately to get some oxygen. Harry felt his balls boiling, his climax rushing to completion. Ginny -(TM)s struggles started to fade as she began to pass out, and that -(TM)s when Harry came, shooting his load straight down her throat and into her stomach. The whore was swallowing desperately, cum hungry even as she lost consciousness. Harry -(TM)s orgasm finished, and he released his vice grip on the red headed whore. His softening cock slipped out of her mouth and she started taking in loud ragged breaths. His gentler side won out, and he lifted the covers and rolled his girlfriend onto her back to allow her more air. Only now he could see that it wasn -(TM)t his slut girlfriend at all. He had just mouthraped and choked out his best friend Hermione Granger! He sat there, stunned, eyes drinking in the unconscious form of the previously prudish bookworm. A lot had changed since he had last seen her. Hermione -(TM)s face was covered in ruined make-up. Her dark red lipstick was smeared and black stains ran down her face where her panicked tears had tracked her overdone mascara. Her hair was long and in a complete mess from her thrashing. She was wearing a leather collar with the word -~BITCH -(TM) displayed in silver. Her tits were larger, and covered only by a black mesh tube top. Her long thick nipples poked out through the large holes in the mesh. He could see what looked like a tattoo on her chest above her enhanced boobs. It read, in a curly but perfectly legible font, -~You can -(TM)t rape the willing... -(TM) As he looked, the words blurred and shifted, until they read -~But I -(TM)d like to see you try. -(TM) Hermione -(TM)s belly looked swollen, almost pregnant. That gave him another shock. It shouldn -(TM)t be possible to get that knocked up in one night, even with magic, right? Her ass and crotch were -~covered -(TM) by a tiny red and black pleated skirt. Harry could see by the large slit up the side that she wasn -(TM)t wearing underwear. Another tattoo was on display just above the skirts waistline, this one reading -~Be my babydaddy. -(TM) Black fishnet stockings ran up her legs, but these were mostly obscured by long black leather boots that ended above her knees. The boots ended in a platform base with a six inch heel. Harry had never seen Hermione wear any sort of heel and was surprised that she had made it up the stairs to his dorm in these. The overall look was of an extremely slutty goth schoolgirl, and Harry felt his dick growing hard again just looking at this new side of Hermione. Harry had to know more, and for that he needed to wake the slut up. He grasped her thick nipples and squeezed painfully. Hermione moaned and shifted in her sleep. Harry pulled on her nipples, stretching her tits out until they couldn -(TM)t go any further. Hermione moaned again and spread her legs, shifting her tiny skirt and revealing her bare pussy. She still refused to wake up. Harry -(TM)s eyes fixed on that inviting pussy. That would surely wake her up -- He released his grip on Hermione -(TM)s nipples, making her breasts snap back into their previous perky position, and climbed between her legs. Lining up his tool, he took a deep breath before pushing in. The bitch was tight, but Harry was used to that. He had deflowered his share of virgins after all. He slowly continued to press forward until he was buried balls deep inside Hermione. Her eyes suddenly shot open as her legs wrapped around Harry, trapping him inside her. -For fucks sake Harry, you had an unconscious girl in your bed and it took you that long to rape her? - she said. -From Ginny -(TM)s stories, I expected more! Now fuck me until you blast my womb with your sticky seed. - Harry didn -(TM)t have to be told twice. He started thrusting hard into her, using long deep strokes. He rested his hands by Hermione -(TM)s head and looked down at her. Even as lust filled his mind, he had to know what had brought about this incredible change. -What happened to you Hermione? - he said, panting out the words between thrusts. -Nothing big, - she said with a moan, -A spell turned me into a slut. I was really scared so I went to see your whore girlfriend and she cast another spell that turned me into a dom slut. So I fucked her to say thank you and came here to complete the set. I thought a nice blowjob would be a good way to start things. I wasn -(TM)t expecting you to choke me out, but thanks anyway. I came so hard when I passed out. I woke up straight away but wanted to see how long it would take for you to rape me. Which was far too long Harry Potter! - she was suddenly stern now, almost like she used to be. -Next time you see a passed out slut, you better get raping her holes as quickly as you can! - Harry was amazed by the utterly changed Hermione. His thrusts were become wilder, more rapid. He gestured to her swollen stomach with one hand. -What about this? - he said, -You can -(TM)t have gotten knocked up in a day. - -Oh I -(TM)m sure I -(TM)m knocked up, - said Hermione, smirking, -I -(TM)ve taken enough spunk today to make sure of that. But that bulge isn -(TM)t a baby. It -(TM)s from the lovely drink you gave me in your sleep. - It took Harry a second to work out what she meant. -You mean when I took a piss in my dream? - -You shot it straight into my stomach, yes. - said Hermione, -It was so delicious I just had to swallow it all. You went on for ages as well, it -(TM)s no wonder my stomach is stretched. - Hermione rubbed her belly tenderly. Harry -(TM)s mind filled with the image of Hermione gulping down his piss. It was the last straw. He groaned as he came, his cock buried to the hilt inside Hermione. Hermione came too as she felt his sperm hitting her cervix. -That's it! - she cried, -Cum inside me! Fill up your cumbucket! I -(TM)m nothing but fuckmeat with holes for your cock and your cum! Make me your rapedoll! - Her words spurred Harry, and his spunk continued to pour into Hermione. He didn -(TM)t know that she had cast a cum multiplication charm on him in his sleep. All he could do was watch as his sperm filled her womb until her belly stretched further and further. He finally stopped cumming and rolled off of Hermione. Her belly was so full of piss and cum that she looked six months pregnant. They were both panting happily in post orgasm bliss. Hermione suddenly rolled onto her side to look at Harry. -Right, - she said, the old bossy Hermione once more, -We -(TM)ve got to be quick before the castle wakes up. - -Quick? - said Harry, confused, -For what? - -I -(TM)ve got a lot more planned for you, Harry Potter, but we -(TM)ve got to get to the room of requirement first. - said Hermione, swinging her legs off the bed and standing up expertly on her stripper heels. Harry quickly pulled on some pyjamas and leapt out of bed. Hermione was already strutting towards the door. Her heels put a sway in her step, and her swollen belly led the way forward. Harry saw another tattoo on her lower back. This one read -~No Means Yes! -(TM). Harry grinned and followed her down the stairs. This was going to be a fun day.