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Ceding Control (formerly Goddess of the Moon)	By : Wimp36 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 269541 -:- Recommendations : 15 -:- Currently Reading : 23
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Chapter 11 - Detention (Part 2) and Experimentation

Harry awoke elated, and still reliving the previous night.

As he had the previous day, he hurried down to the showers, but this time, he wasn’t alone. One of the stalls was already occupied, and he recognized both Ron’s and Neville’s shower bags on the floor outside the stall. He paused, curious, and listened intently.

“Better,” whispered Neville, “but you’ve got a long way to go before I give you a pussy and fuck you!”

The only reply to that was a slight gagging. Grinning, Harry activated an enhance hearing charm, started his own shower and stepped in.

“Someone else is here!” he heard Ron whisper urgently.

“Don’t worry about it, hot lips,” said Neville. The sound of a mouth servicing a cock could be heard again. “It’s not like you get to keep this a secret for long. Your next task is to offer your mouth to Dean and Seamus, anyway. You’re going to be our in-room suck slave.”

“What about Harry?” Asked Ron, taking his mouth off Neville’s cock momentarily.

“Harry doesn’t have a cock worth sucking. Besides: Luna, Ginny, and Granger own him.”Ron made a muffled sound in reply, but Neville was clearly done letting him talk.

Harry turned off his shower, dried off with a spell and hurried back to the dorm, passing Dean and Seamus on his way. He smirked slightly at the sight of their retreating backs, knowing what Ron was in for, and slightly curious about Neville’s saying he would give Ron a pussy.

As he had the day before, he found Hermione waiting for him in the common room. They ate a quick breakfast and took up their positions in their assigned bathroom stall. Before long, their first customers arrived.

“I hear there’s another one of these up and running now on the third floor,” said one of the boys.

“Twice as much money for Cormac, I guess,” said the other.

“How do you think he gets the girls? Imperius curse?”

“Nah, he probably just cuts them in. I’m sure they’re all mudbloods anyway…they’re all just a step above being whores to begin with.”

“Could you imagine if it was Granger? I’d love to stuff her face full of my cock!”

“I’d rather fuck her up her entitled, know-it-all ass!”

They laughed. The boy who wanted to fuck Hermione’s face entered the stall next to Harry and immediately thrust a thick, meaty cock through the hole.

“Hey slut,” he said, “just put your mouth up to the whole. I’m going to fuck it like a pussy!”

Harry complied, allowing his throat to be ravaged by the boy. The other boy seemed also to want to play out his fantasy.

“Get my cock nice and wet, slut,” he ordered. “It’s going right up your ass!”

Hermione obeyed as well, lubing her ass with her wand as she slurped on the cock in front of her. It wasn’t nearly as large as the one Harry was sucking — not even as large as Luna’s — but she knew better than to point that out. Instead, she focused on lubricating the cock so as the make penetrating her ass more enjoyable for its owner.

“Put your ass up to the hole!” Ordered Hermione’s client. She obeyed, positioning the rosebud of her ass at the appropriate level, bracing her hands on Harry’s shoulders so as to allow her to arch her back.

“Now say ‘fuck me up my know-it-all mudblood ass,’ and then thank me for fucking you with my pureblood cock!”

“Please fuck me up my know-it-all mudblood ass, sir!” Cried Hermione. The boy obliged, and began to thrust as hard as he could into Hermione’s asshole. Though his size was no challenge to her at this point, she made a few feigned sounds of discomfort before moaning in pleasure. “Thank you for giving me your pureblood cock, sir!” She cried.

***

Two hours later, Harry and Hermione were seated in Snape’s Defense Agains the Dark Arts classroom, doing their best pay attention, despite the extreme arousal that both were feeling. Unlike the previous day, when numerous boys had been able to bring Hermione to climax, and Draco had given Harry an orgasm, none of their clients today had been so skilled. Other than the first boy, only two boys fucked Hermione, and none of them had been very large or skillful. From Harry’s perspective, he was simply glad that he hadn’t recognized any voices today.

After Snape’s class came Transfiguration. Even Neville wasn’t brazen enough to attempt anything — not even so much as activating a vibration charm — in McGonogall’s classroom.

Harry and Ron had a free period after lunch, while Hermione had Ancient Runes. The two boys settled down for a game of chess in the common room, glancing at each other with occasional knowing glances: they each knew at least some of the others’ secret, but neither wanted to be the first to blab.

Neville saved them that trouble.

“Hey Harry. Ron.” He said walking up to them. “Harry, Luna was looking for you. She and Ginny are waiting for you in the Room of Requirement. Ron, let’s go work on your training a bit more. I want to see if you can get all of me in your mouth.”

“Wha— I— Neville!” Stammered Ron, staring in wide-eyed embarrassment at Harry.

“Oh, relax,” dismissed Neville. “Harry’s not going to judge. He’s probably about to go get his ass fucked by Luna and your sister. Besides, he’s been spending a couple hours each morning this week sucking cock in a toilet stall.”

“You mean…” Ron began. “That was Harry?”

Harry blushed furiously, and stared at the ground.

“Yup,” said Neville, cheerily, “and Granger. Now let’s go, slave. This dick isn’t going to suck itself. Later, Harry.”

He lead Ron up the stairs to their dorm, his hand cupping Ron’s ass.

Harry left the common room and headed to the Room of Requirement, where he found Ginny and Luna waiting for him.

“Hermione and Neville gave us an idea,” said Luna, not wasting any time. “Ron apparently wants to be a girl, permanently, so once his training is done, he’s going to got to Dumbledore and Madam Pomrey to make the change. Hermione wants you to keep your clitty…I can’t imagine why, but who cares.”
Ginny interrupted.
“But we think you should work on being girlier. Sit.” She gestured at a chair in front of a make-up table.

Together, Ginny and Luna first stripped Harry and then began to expertly apply makeup to his face. A few magical lotions temporarily softened his features. A coat of foundation covered his scar and colored lenses disguised the signature hue of his eyes and removed the need for glasses.

While Ginny secured a long blonde wig to his head, Luna produced two artificial breasts — C cups — which she affixed to Harry’s chest. Once attached, they melded seamlessly with his skin. Luna gave the nipples a pinch, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from Harry.

“Oh, good!” She giggled. “They work!”

Finally, the dressed him in a short pleated skirt, white stockings, pink cotton panties, a matching bra, white blouse, and grey cardigan.

“What an adorable little schoolgirl you make, Harry!” Said Ginny.

“I agree! Super hot!” Said Luna. “Let’s go!”

“What!” Said Harry, “Go! Where are we going?”

Luna slapped him hard on the ass.

“We’re just going for a walk. Relax, you’re too convincing for anyone to guess who you really are. We might have you suck someone’s cock another day, but not today.” She grabbed his balls and made him look into her face. “And don’t question us! Remember: we own you.”

“Yes, Mistress,” said Harry, meekly.

For the rest of the afternoon, Luna and Ginny lead Harry around the castle dressed as a girl. A few students asked Ginny who the new girl was, and she told them that she was a potential transfer from an American wizarding school. Most students ignored Harry, however, other than to ogle his ass as he walked by.

As soon as they returned to the Room of Requirement, Luna shoved Harry to his knees and pulled her cock out of her panties.

“Merlin!” She moaned, “I needed this! Watching him strut around in that skirt all afternoon!” She pulled Ginny into a kiss and began to massage the other girl’s breasts.

“Hands and knees, slut!” Ordered Luna. When Harry complied, she flipped up Harry’s skirt, pulled his panties to the side, and shoved her cock straight into his ass. Ginny got of the floor in front of Harry and hiked up her own skirt. She wasn’t wearing panties, so she could simply pull his face straight into her cunt.

“Oh, yeah!” She cried. “Get that tongue in there, you slut!”

Luna continued to pound into Harry’s ass as he brought Ginny to her first orgasm.

“Take his shirt off Ginny! I want to blow my load on his tits!”

Ginny tore Harry’s cardigan, blouse, and bra off and helped Luna flip him onto his back. Luna pulled out of his ass and brought her cock up to his fake breasts.

“Push your tits together,” she ordered, and then began to thrust into the channel made by the realistic breasts.

Ginny, not yet satisfied, mounted Harry’s face and resumed kissing Luna. The two girls allowed their hands to explore the other’s body as they took their pleasure from Harry.

Ginny came first, biting hard at Luna’s neck and drenching Harry’s face as she clamped her thighs tight around his face. Luna came shortly after, her cum shooting out to coat Harry’s fake breasts, chest, and chin, and, as Ginny collapsed backwards, a few spurts of cum arced across his face, mingling with Ginny’s juices.

“Okay,” said Ginny, propping herself onto an elbow, “that was crazy fucking hot. We have to do that again sometime!”

“I’m in anytime,” said Luna, sliding her cock back into Harry’s mouth for him to clean. She pulled it out before it could re-harden and start things all over again. “What about you slut? Not that you really have a choice.”

“Any time, Mistress,” panted Harry, meaning it whole-heartedly.

“Good! Let’s get cleaned up!”

The room had provided them with a large shower stall and the two girls dragged Harry into it, all three of them discarding their remaining clothes (and Harry’s wig) along the way. Under the hot water they soaped and scrubbed each other, and shared several prolonged kisses.

As Ginny firmly pushed Harry to his knees and pulled his face back into her pussy, they heard a door open and all three looked up to see Hermione.

“I thought I’d find you three in here. May I join you?”

“Get in here, mudblood,” said Ginny, smirking as she pulled Harry back in. “Do you like Harry’s tits?”

“They’re lovely! I may need to play with them later!” Hermione answered as she swiftly disrobed and entered the shower.

“If Ginny’s going to get off again, I may as well, too,” said Luna, pulling out her own buttplug, “lick my ass, Hermione!”

Hermione sank to her knees behind Luna and began to tongue her asshole, licking around it livingly, and occasionally thrusting her tongue into it as deeply as she could. Luna pulled Ginny into another kiss and guided her hand down to stroke her cock. As before, Ginny came first, with Luna quickly behind her, her seed spraying wildly about the shower stall. Harry and Hermione were ordered to lick it off each other, Ginny, and the floor, while their two mistresses continued to pleasure each other.

Once they were all finally clean, Harry and Hermione dried off their mistresses and helped them to dress. Luna removed the fake breasts from Harry’s chest and stored them in his bag — “for anytime I want my little schoolgirl back!” — and allowed him to dress as well.

They went to dinner as a group, all of them, including Harry, acting very much like a pack of giggling schoolgirls. When they had eaten, Hermione suggested that they go back to the library to do homework before she and Harry had to go to detention. They all agreed, heading first to Gryffindor Tower for their books and supplies. Entering his dormitory, Harry was greeted with an incredible sight.

Dean, Seamus, and Neville stood naked in a circle around Ron, who was kneeling between them alternately pleasuring each of them with either his mouth or his hand. He was naked except for a pair of thigh-high white stockings and a pair of heels. His hair, which had been down to shoulder-length, had been styled into a feminine wave and from the eyes down he was completely hairless. Between his legs, limp but dripping pre-cum was a tiny nub of a cock.

“Hey Harry!” Said Seamus, pulling Ron’s head onto his cock. “Want to join in? Ron’s only got two hands and one mouth, but I think we can make room for a fourth.”

“I think Harry would sooner be on his knees with Ronnie, here,” said Neville. “Isn’t that right, Harry?”

“Yes, sir,” said Harry. All three men laughed.

“Well then, get to it!” Said Dean, waving his cock at Harry.

“I can’t,” protested Harry, his eyes on Neville, “my Mistresses want me in the library.” The three others laughed again.

“Well get to it then,” said Dean with a shrug.

“Go on, Harry,” said Neville pulling Ron’s hair to bring him back to his cock. “But now that these two know your little secret, you and Ronnie are the designated dorm fuck-sleeves whenever you’re in this room.”

“Yes, sir.” Said Harry, grabbing his bag and dashing out of the room.

In the library, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Luna found a table in a secluded corner and got to work. At some point, Ginny began fingering Hermione under the table, causing her hand to jump and smearing ink across a good portion of her essay.

Luna was likewise occupied by more than studying. She had begun by casually running her hand up and down Harry’s thigh, allowing her fingers to casually graze his balls from time to time. After a while of this teasing, Luna had become sufficiently aroused and freed her cock from her panties. With a snap of her fingers she had Harry under the table with her cock in his mouth.

As he worshipped her, he heard approaching footsteps.

“Miss Granger,” came Professor McGonnogal’s voice, “I am unable to find the library’s copy of Advanced Human Transfiguration.” Harry froze under the table, unwilling to do so much as remove Luna’s cock from his mouth. “Do you currently have that book checked out? I can’t think who else would be interested in so obscure a topic.”
“I do, Professor,” replied Hermione, slightly breathlessly. “Do you need it now, or can I bring it to you tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow will be fine, Miss Granger,” she replied, “I see that you’ve made a mess of your essay and that seems to be upsetting you. I’ll allow you to finish.”

Her footsteps retreated and Luna used her hand to encourage Harry to restart. Hardly a minute had passed when another set of footsteps approached their table. This time, their owner pulled out the chair next to Hermione and sat.

“Hi, Cormac!” Said Ginny, brightly.

“Hello, Master,” said Hermione.

Luna moaned something indecipherable.

“Evening ladies. Slut.” Said Cormac. He bent to peer under the table. “Harry. Don’t let me stop you. I just came by because I realized that it’s been a few days since I fed my slut here some cum.” He pulled out his own cock and forced Hermione’s head into his lap, sheathing his full nine-inches in her throat, causing her to gag slightly.

Harry watched Cormac’s large manly hand, tangled in Hermione’s hair, force her head up and down his shaft as he chatted casually with Ginny. Luna’s hand on the back of his head encouraged Harry to speed up his own sucking and with a muffled groan, she came, flooding his mouth with the familiar taste of her cum. When she allowed him to resume his seat, she kissed him deeply.

“You’ve got something on your face, Potter,” said Cormac, motioning to Harry’s lip, where some of Luna’s cum had escaped. He licked it up.

“So,” continued Cormac, “Who has plans for Christmas?” Soft, wet, gagging sounds came from his lap, and Hermione’s bushy head moved up and down.

“Harry’s going to come stay with us,” chirped Ginny. “Luna will probably come visit too. I think Hermione’s going home to her parents.’”

“Oh, really,” said Cormac. He pulled Hermione’s head up, a long strand of saliva connected her mouth to his cock, which was visible above the table. “Where do you live, slut?”

Hermione gasped for air and wiped her mouth.

“Southend-on-Sea, sir,” she replied. He nodded and forced her mouth back onto his cock.

“Not too far from me,” he sneered at Harry. “Your girlfriend gives great head, by the way.” He leaned back and then shoved Hermione’s head all the way down his cock, holding it in place. Hermione’s hand scrabbled on the table and her gagging grew louder.

“Please don’t choke her,” pleaded Harry, softly. Cormac laughed.

“Don’t worry, Potty, she’s used to it.” He thrust upwards a few more times and then groaned as he emptied his load into her stomach. He released her hair and her head popped up. Tear stains marked her splotchy red face, and a mix of drool and cum leaked from her mouth. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

Cormac tucked himself away and stood.

“Give your boyfriend a kiss, whore,” he ordered. Hermione obeyed, leaning across the table to lock lips with Harry. Ginny and Luna each took hold of the back of their heads, prolonging and deepening the kiss.

“Nice,” said Cormac. “Later, slut. Cucky,” He walked away.

Hermione slid back into her seat and accepted a handkerchief and pocket mirror from Ginny.

“We should finish up,” she said. “Harry and I have detention in half an hour.”

“And I bet you’d hate to miss Slughorn’s cock!” Teased Ginny. Hermione blushed.

With ten minutes until their detentions, Harry and Hermione rose to leave. Before they parted, Hermione leaned in to give Harry another kiss and whispered in his ear.

“I’m going to get so stretched out tonight! Hopefully they’ll be some cum left over for you!” She gave his cock a teasing squeeze and skipped towards Slughorn’s office.

As soon as she knocked on his door it swung open. Slughorn was in his accustomed armchair, sipping a glass of brandy and nibbling on some candied pineapple while he graded papers.

“Welcome, Miss Granger,” he said happily. “Go attend to the Polyjuice, the Veritaserum, and the birth control potion. Come get me when you are done.” He flapped a hand idly at her in dismissal. Hermione hung her robe on the coat rack and got to work.

His grading complete, Slughorn watched Hermione intently, from the door to his workroom, his cock hardening in his pants. Noticing the professor, Hermione cast a quick spell to shorten her skirt, flashing her plain white panties for his viewing pleasure. Slughorn adjusted himself before drawing his own wand and giving it a casual flick. Hermione’s clothing vanished, leaving her clad in a white lace chocker, demi-cup bra, crotchless white lace panties, and a white garter belt and stockings with high white heels.

“That’s better attire, I think,” remarked Slughorn. “Now,” he gestured to the two cauldrons of virility potion, “let’s get to work on these. The batch from yesterday was especially potent. Let us see if we can better that tonight.”

Slughorn sat on a plush couch and leaned back, vanishing his clothes. Hermione dropped to her knees in front of the professor and drew out his cock, quickly sucking him to full hardness before climbing into his lap and positioning herself above his monstrous member. Taking a deep breath, she slowly sank down onto his cock, able to take only a fraction of him into her sopping pussy. As she began to ride him, Slughorn’s meaty hands went to her breasts, kneading and massaging them.

“You have some truly wonderful tits, Miss Granger.”

“You have a truly wonderful cock, Professor!” Cried Hermione in reply. So stretched was her cunt, that she was already nearing her own climax, as it his her, she collapsed against Slughorn’s sweaty, hairy chest.

With surprising strength, Slughorn lifted her into the air and threw her over the arm of the couch. The new angle allowed his to bury more, though still not all, of his cock in her. He hammered into her for the better part of twenty minutes — taking a break twice to allow her to ride him — before flipping her onto the ground, her legs in the air, in order to drive his cock into her from above. With a thundering roar, he came, his semen flooding into her womb and gushing out around his cock.

“My, my,” he said, “you certainly can take a cock, can’t you, Miss Granger. Here.” He handed her a small vial.

“What?” She asked, her eyes were out of focus. Her hand idly toyed with her red and swollen pussy lips.

“The potion, Miss Granger. The potion.”

“Oh, right!” She held the vial beneath her and pushed out a torrent of cum, easily filling the vial and tipping it into the first cauldron.

“What now, Professor?” She asked.

“I’ll need a few minutes to recover, then we repeat the process. Let’s see if you can speed the process along, shall we?” He sat back in his armchair, drawing Hermione onto his lap where he held her tiny frame in his massive arms, kissing her deeply. His cock began to stir.

“I think I’d like to fuck those spectacular tits, my dear.” He suggested as he pushed her back to the floor.

***

Harry waited in the common room for Hermione’s return. Professor Sinistra had assigned him to organize the filing cabinets in her office while she graded papers. Neither of them had made any mention of the previous night’s events until his detention was nearly over.

Sinistra had looked despondently at her clock and sighed.

“I suppose Blaise isn’t coming tonight. I’m getting greedy. Potter, come with me. Clothes off.”

She had led his into her bedroom were she stripped and took hold of the dildo that she’d fucked him with the previous night. With a tap of her wand, the dildo mounted itself over Harry’s caged prick. Sinistra bent herself over the side of her bed and looked back over her shoulder.

“Fuck me, Potter. But don’t talk, I want to pretend it’s Blaise.”

Harry obeyed as best he could. As soon as Sinistra came, she dismissed him.

“Come back tomorrow and finish those files. If you get them all done, there’s no need for you to keep coming back for the rest of the week.”

“Thank you, professor.”

As his mind returned to the present, the portrait hole swung open and Hermione entered the room. She walked stiffly over to Harry, and sat, pulling him into a kiss before immediately shoving him down towards her pussy. Lifting her skirt, Harry found her panties soaked and sticky, with cum squelching out around the seams. He rolled them down her legs and was faced with a swollen red pussy oozing cum.

“Didn’t he need the cum for the potion?” He asked, astonished with the volume.

“He did,” panted Hermione, “But there were only two potions ready. He fucked me three times, and I sucked him off twice, too. He’s a god!” She pulled his face into her pussy, and Harry got to work.
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