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The Humping Willow	By : Best-Lemon-Writer-in-Training Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 88846 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter List
- 1-The Humping Willow
- 1
Minerva McGonigall walked briskly, scowling as she remembered the date.
It was near the end of the year at Hogwarts, and most of the students were already packed.
She recalled as she walked about the year that was about to be categorized in her vocabulary as the past, remembering Harry Potter's 5th year at the school.
She stopped by a window and sighed, leaning against the wall, seeing the still and seemingly harmless looking Whomping Willow.
As she gazed upon it, she sighed, clenching her eyes shut.
This year it would be rather rough...
But then again, there was never a year when it wasn't rough...
She sighed, studying its branches closely.
Every time it reached "that" stage of it's time there, it gave certain signs of what it would do to stop.
Well pointed tips... slightly contracted knot... bark lines roughly two inches apart...
She sighed again.
So those were the signs it would choose...
She walked away again, steeling herself for what she would do.

Ginny and Hermione were both walking down to the main hall, bags still in their rooms.
"Why do you think Ms. McGonagall wanted us to stay?" Ginny asked her companion.
"She said that she needed girls from the Gryffindor tower to stay behind for a few days to help. She said only girls were allowed, but we were the only people who volunteered." Hermione responded, her voice still in its somewhat bossy tone.
"Okay. I guess that's fine."
"What do you mean?"
"It'd feel less strange if we weren't the only ones who volunteered, don't you think?"
"Yes, however, we were the only people to volunteer for this, so if we hadn't, Professor McGonagall wouldn't have had anyone to help."
"Are you sure you'll be up for this? I think it's more suited for guys to stay behind to help than girls. After all, if McGonagall couldn't use magic to help do it herself, it should be obvious that it requires much strength. So are you sure you could do this...?"
"You're beginning to sound like Ron..." Hermione spoke in a somewhat bitter tone. "He thinks just because I'm so smart that I can't do any physical work..."
Ginny didn't ask her to elaborate any further, as her purpose for doing this was already clear.
She looked straight ahead, eyes set on the trail ahead of her.
As they went, they began to see their strict Professor standing next to the Whomping willow, and as they drew closer, they slowed somewhat, stopping next to her.
They gave her a questioning look, the hill overlooking the orange tinged landscape, and as Hermione was about to question her teacher for direction, she looked to them.
She very briefly spoke, speaking in a tone that genuinely said that she was apologetic yet at the same time in a tone that said not to interrupt.
As she explained, the two girls let their eyes widen.
"The Whomping Willow is a species of rare trees that are made to protect something from all foreign sources, yet it needs an energy source to live on."
"You wanted us to feed it it's nutrients Professor?"
"In a way, Ms. Granger, but this Willow is unique from the others in existence."
"How? All willows need a source of nutrients which go into a large array of things."
"Because this Willow was put under a curse," McGonagall put the thoughts about how much Hermione studied, even for her expectations, away, "Every seven years it chooses one of the four houses, and whichever house it chooses must be given that houses girls, of at least two girls from that house."
"To do what...?"
"It shall use you as its energy source."
As she explained the details of what she meant by this, the time for the girls eyes to widen came.

"Just a few minutes left..." Hermione looked up, seeing the moon cast itself through the clouds.
"Are you sure about this Hermione?" Ginny shivered next to her.
"We need to do this."
"But... it's just so..."
Hermione shook her head. "If we don't do this, the Willow will go berserk... You know that Ginny..."
"Yes, but-"
The clouds parted completely, shining upon the tree instantly, and the ground shook slightly.
It stood still, and for a moment, Hermione almost considered running.
Almost.
She agreed with Ginny, but this time they couldn't just sit by and let things play out anymore.
They needed to-
In an instant, the tree seemed to break out of its bark, the ends of its branches becoming like smoothly pointed arrow heads.
A branch whipped, finding her and wrapping itself around Hermione's body, lifting her into the air.
She screamed out, but another branch came up under her shirt, going under her pink bra, coming out the top of the garment, then pulling itself apart.
Hermione could feel her shirt ripping, and next moment, it snapped, turning to multiple shreds as the Willow ripped it to oblivion, not stopping until not an inch of her top was covered, and Hermione blushed as she felt her D-Cup breasts hanging out in the open.
She suddenly regretted her decision...
A branch went up her pant legs, and did the same thing to her jeans and panties as they did to her shirt and bra, tearing them to pieces.
Now fully naked savor the part where the Willow bound her, a shriek told Hermione that the Willow had gotten Ginny as well.
Several shrieks later told her she had been given the exact same treatment as her, and her thoughts were proven correct after she saw Ginny out of the corner of her eye, her slightly smaller D-Cups free and her hairy clit a red mass of hair.
Hermione suddenly felt a wave of guilt come over her, knowing she'd have never agreed to this if it weren't for her...
A whipping sound filled the air, and like a well handled whip, Hermione felt a powerful slap strike her ass, causing her to scream out.
It continuously did this, without any indication that it would stop, and Hermione felt her screams grow as her ass became red, her skin swelling up.
That was when Ginny's voice filled her ears, and it was apparent that the Willow was punishing her as well.
When their screams ceased, it was replaced by gasps as the smooth branches wrapped themselves around their breasts, moving them around, tightening around them at certain points, as though the branches were massaging them and getting used to the feel of their breasts.
Then to her surprise, Hermione felt the branch move under her, the branches subduing her wrists and ankles, while another part started rubbing part of itself on her opening, while pushing itself between her ass cheeks and prodding the outside of her asshole.
A gasp reached her ear, and Hermione looked over, seeing Ginny gain the same treatment as her.
While Hermione was doing her best to keep herself from moaning, Ginny herself wasn't really making much effort, on the contrary in fact.
Almost as though she was enjoying this...
Hermione suddenly drew a sudden breath, letting it out in a shaky sigh, her face becoming red, a moan coming out of her lips.
As though hearing her, the tentacle like branch rubbed her faster, pushing itself into her asshole, moving itself around.
She began to fidget around with her hips, as it released itself from her waist area and tore off her remaining clothing, leaving her completely bare, at the mercy of the tree before her.
Fidgeting more, Hermione felt the tip of the branch remove itself from her ass, and then felt it and another one spread her opening up.
She looked down, feeling this, and suddenly saw a tree branch much thicker than the others come upon her, aiming below her opening and thrusting itself up, making her throw her head back as it pushed inside her forcefully, screaming out in pain.
It began pumping into her, and Hermione could see a slight bulge form on her clit every time it thrust into her.
After several pushes, it suddenly seemed it had become very quickly impatient with the slow movement that it was making, thrusting at a much higher speed than before, her breasts bouncing only slightly as the branches still held her melons.
But she had no doubt they'd be bouncing like basketballs if they were released.
As its makeshift dick fucked her, Hermione slowly began to feel her pain become pleasure, and her yells ceased, causing her mouth to become shut tightly as she forced herself not to let her moans out.
Ginny on the other hand, was screaming, head thrown back, a branch as thick as the one fucking Hermione going in and out of her.
Her eyes were shut tightly, and the tree had laid her down on the grass, her limbs still spread out, but her breasts free from its grip, bouncing just as wildly as Hermione had thought they would.
She didn't understand why this was happening though.
Just a few minutes earlier, she knew Ginny was going through the exact same thing she was, but now, she was spread eagled on the grass, clutching it with her hands for support, thrusting her chest up every once in a while, her screams piercing the night.
But Hermione was having the same treatment as she previously had, yet it treated her differently.
Why?
It thrust into her much more harshly than the other times, and Hermione yelped, letting out a groan of pleasure.
As though hearing her, the branch thrust into her like that repeatedly, going slow at first, then putting the same amount of power behind it while speeding up dramatically.
The tentacle like branches released her breasts, and they bounced wildly as Hermione was fucked by it, her D-Cups bouncing.
She moaned louder, and after a few minutes, she was full on screaming, as though begging for more, the branch scraping into her like a drill.
When she felt something build up within her, Hermione didn't realize it was her climax until her walls clenched tightly around the branch, her juices covering part of it, her voice taking a high pitch.
It in a way pushed her on the ground after pulling the big branch out of her, and she breathed harshly, trying to support herself with her hands.
But the Whomping Willow wasn't satisfied apparently.
The branches wrapped around her elbows, pulling her up and making her back arch, another pair spreading her knees apart on the ground.
Several branches grabbed the sides of her still red, big, ass cheeks, spreading them.
Before she could do anything, the bigger branch thrust inside her, roughly pumping into her vigorously.
As she felt that happen, the tree brought upon her another thick branch, pushing it inside of her asshole.
Each time it thrust into her, she felt her eyes bulge out of her sockets, mouth hanging open.
She let it out then, letting her moans become screams, feeling it pump more intensely inside her with each scream.
Her breasts bounced from the force behind the Willow's branches, and as she felt her pleasure start to close in on her peak, the whip like branches came down upon her, slapping her ass as though punishing her, the other branches still fucking her.
But this time, she surprisingly enjoyed the pain, anticipating the sharp *slap* that would come when she was whipped.
Then, after her climax rolled around, (Hermione gave a loud cry of pleasure) the branches only start going faster, harder, and slightly deeper inside of her, adding 3 inches to the 8 inches that they were inside of her, then escalated themselves to go at an utterly ruthless pace, tightening their grip on Hermione's elbows, fucking her wildly.
She screamed, eyes shut tight, her shame being thrown to oblivion.
She could imagine how this would look if there were men where there were branches.
One would be beneath her, holding her hips, while another would be behind her, holding her elbows.
They would both be trying to scrape their giant dicks into her, just like how the Willow was doing now, with her breasts bouncing, eyes bulging, virginity destroyed...
And her...
Screaming in utter ecstasy...
The climax came faster this time, and as she screamed and her walls clenched around the branch, she felt something impossibly hot spurting into her from the sides of the branch, pumping for a while.
Then it pulled everything out, letting Hermione fall face first on the ground, seeing the pure white substance oozing off of the sides of the Willow.
She prayed that was only tree sap, and not what she thought it was...
She breathed harshly, her exhaustion being overwhelming.
She barely realized it was almost 3:00 o'clock in the morning before she lost consciousness.
Ginny was having a similar situation.
A branch was pumping into her, double penetrating her holes, and she grabbed the back of her head, her elbows pointing away from the Willow, her red hair matted and sweaty.
It ruthlessly pumped into her, and after several minutes, it thrust so deeply that it almost scraped her womb.
It was then that she climaxed, and the branch released inside her a large amount of its hot, white, goodness.
She thrust her chest up, moaning loudly, then relaxing, the branches leaving her body.
The Willow seemed content for tonight, but it would need more, very soon.
And it seemed that McGonagall was quick to realize that after she came to get them, using her wand to transport their sweaty, glistening, naked bodies back to the castle.
She looked at its branches and sighed regrettably.
She felt sorry she had done this...
Now the Willow was the girls responsibility until the tree was satisfied.
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