Cumming Out of Hermione | By : Deibbun Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 38940 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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**This story loosely follows the life of Hermione Granger. Fred and Ethel Granger will be her parents’ names instead of Mr. and Mrs. Granger until such time when Hermione removes their memory.**
Awakening
Fred and Ethel lived a normal human life. They married and lived in the country near the city of Miami, Missouri and wanted only one child but only after they established their dentistry business. A few years after being well known across the state for efficient and low cost dentistry, they had a daughter and named her Hermione.
Hermione was a normal child. She laughed and played having no problems with meeting other children. She was always the popular child due to her carefree outlook on the life around her. She had only been angry once. The event involved a horse, a bench, and some odd use of binding.
At the age of 6, Hermione entered the house after school and asked her mother what a strange magical sounding word had meant: Patronus. Ever since that word escaped from Hermione’s lips, the Granger household has not been normal.
It was shortly after this that Fred noticed something different about his little girl. He bathed Hermione every night after supper while Ethel cleaned the kitchen and prepared for their nightly exercises. As his hand moved the soapy water over Hermione’s vagina, it seemed her clit had begun forming, and it was large enough to notice with a passing glance. His daughter’s love nubbin even protruded a little from between those prepubescent vaginal lips. Spreading her young spongy lips to gain a better view of the growing clitoris had caused Fred’s excitement to grow extensively causing him to need the exercise session to occur sooner than usual. He quickly rinsed his daughter from head to toe, trying to get her done and ready for bed so that tonight’s events could get started.
Ethel had just finished strapping the familiar appendage around her waist and through her slightly gapped legs when Fred rushed into the bedroom. It was role swap Tuesday and he was eager to ease the sexual tension he obtained while bathing young Hermione.
Hermione fell asleep fast, as usual. Her dreams drifted into her sleep and played through various imaginative movies. She was in a park playing with friends while Ethel sat on a bench and read. One of her friends whispered words into her ear and the dream shifted to a darker time and place. This place was not safe and she felt it. Somehow, she also felt like something was looking for her, something dark and evil. She opened her mouth to scream but could only say the words “expecto patronus”. A blur of white enveloped her vision and safety returned. She found herself in a different dream, one with happiness and restfulness. She had a feeling of satisfaction that she had never known before. She began walking towards something in the distance when she was awakened by her mother’s voice telling her to get up and get ready for breakfast.
“What in the world is all over you, Hermione?” her mother asked in an investigative tone.
“What?” Hermione sleepily replied.
“You are covered in wet. Did you pee your bed?” Reaching over to Hermione’s face, Ethel ran her hand through the already drying substance and noticed a semi-slipperiness which she seemed to have felt before. It was mostly on Hermione’s face and pillow, but there had been some that ran down her sides and soaked into her sheets. If she didn’t sleep in the nude, her night clothes would have been soaked.
“I don’t know, mom. I had a really strange dream, though. Maybe it’s sweat.”
“Well, go get cleaned up and come get some breakfast or you’re going to be late for school.”
Hermione got out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom, turning on the water and wetting a wash cloth. She began washing her face and body just like a whore would do in between john’s. Hermione just called it cleaning herself. She made sure to clean her crotch which seemed to be very sticky causing her thighs to stick together when she spread them apart. There was a strange feeling in her groin and stomach, too, like a great weight had been lifted from her private areas.
Dismissing all of this, Hermione put on her school clothes and skipped into the dining room where a plate of bacon, eggs, and a buttered muffin awaited her hungry mouth and warm tongue. She couldn’t remember a time where she had been hungrier than this morning. Finishing, she gave her satisfied mother a hug goodbye and off to school she went.
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