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Candy	By : TheDarkWonker Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 297791 -:- Recommendations : 19 -:- Currently Reading : 19
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Harry stirred awake with a groan and immediately realized there was something wrong.

For one thing he was tightly bound and gagged. Not that it was an uncommon experience lately, seeing how his Master liked to abuse him and then just leave him tied up.

The problem was the he was still wearing his clothes, something that he avoided doing most of the time and the fact that he couldn’t remember falling asleep at any point.

Opening his eyes he noticed that he was sitting on the floor of a dusty room, dimly lit by several candle.

The wall were lined with shackles, a pair of which was currently restraining his hands. He didn’t know the place, which was odd considering that he wouldn’t have minded spending his time in such a place. It definitely wasn’t one of his Master’s private room.

“Good evening Harry Potter,” a feminine voice greeted.

Harry’s eyes found the slender frame of a blonde girl with the most piercing silver eyes he had ever seen. She was wearing the Ravenclaw uniform and it took him a moment to recall her name.

“Luna Lovegood,” he said. He remembered her. She was the daughter of Xenophilus Lovegood. The editor of the quibbler. A pureblood girl who he had yet to recruit to his master’s service. Was it her that had stunned and bound him?

“What’s the meaning of this? Why have you brought me here?”

“I needed to talk with you privately, Harry Potter, but I wasn’t sure that you would have agreed to this meeting. You see, I know what you have been up to lately,” she said swinging a bag of the Candies in front of his face.

A chill went down Harry’s spine. Pure, unadulterated terror assaulted him. He had been discovered. His Master’s plan had been found out and it was all his fault.

But maybe not everything was lost yet. If she only wanted to reveal the plot she would have gone to Dumbledore instead of going through the trouble of capturing him and drag him… wherever it was that she brought him.

“What do you want from me?” he asked not bothering to pretend ignorance.

“ I need your help. A small favor in exchange for my silence on your project.”

“A favor? What do you want from me that you couldn’t have asked anybody else?”

“Actually, it has to do with your extracurricular activities. You see Harry, not many outside of my family know, but I’m actually as seer.”

“A…. seer?”

“Yes, a seer. My eyes always see thing other people cannot. Past, present and future. Sometimes the visions are so strong that I start spluttering nonsense. That’s what got me my nickname.”

“Loony,” Harry wondered aloud.

“That one,” she confirmed. “Not that it’s entirely inappropriate. Being constantly assaulted by visions of possible futures would drive anyone a little out of their minds. As a matter of fact that exactly why I need your help.”

“Because you’re out of your mind?”

“No, silly,” she giggled. “Because of the possible future. You see, right about now we are at a crossroad. One single choice from me could turn the future of the entire world in a direction or another.”

“What directions are you talking about?”

“Well, the first choice would have me going to the headmaster with this sack of candies and tell him exactly what’s going on in the castle. At that point he would take measure to restore everything as it was. It would take a while and lots of obliviations, but he would get the job done. From there on a war would start across the Wizarding world that would involve even the Muggles. Hundreds would die to rid the word of Voldermort and his Death Eaters and by the end of it nothing would rally chance. The pureblood would still be in control of the Wizarding world and many would spend year mourning their loved ones. Quite the grim picture wouldn’t you agree?”

Harry nodded. Of course he did. War aside, the thought of going back to who he used to be was almost enough to make him cry. Now that he had finally found true happiness in being a cockslut, the thought of going back was utterly terrifying.

“What is the other option?” he asked with no little amount of fear.

“Choice number 2 is why I need you. If instead of going to Dumbledore I keep silent everything will continue as Professor Snape planned. Slowly the Wizarding world would fall into lust. People most animalistic desires will come to the light. The pure of blood would rule upon willing masses of sex crazed half bloods and muggle born. The muggles would soon follow, with the most beautiful men and women turned into sex toys and baby making factories. Eventually the world would reach a status of artificial peace where blood hierarchy would be the only real law and everyone would be happy with it.”

Harry’s cock was rock hard as he imagined the future Luna had just pictured. Supreme happiness for everyone at the feet of his master.

“So… what’s your choice?”

“It’s…. difficult. On a side I know perfectly well that Professor Snape’s plan is evil, sick and wrong, but I can’t deny that is the only way for everyone to be happy. Not a single life would be lost at the end of it.”

“So going along with Master Snape’s plan is the best thing, right.”

“Yes and no. Rationally I know that good and evil are just a matter of perceptions but I was raised with a certain moral compass. I can’t easily condemn the world at large to fall prey to lust and carnal desire. On the other hand if I went to the headmaster I would sentence many to die and even more to mourn for years. Either way I’m going to live knowing the consequences are my own. It is quite a burden for me, wouldn’t you agree?”

He could agree. Even if he desperately wanted for her to go along with Master’s plan he didn’t envy her situation at all.

“You’re trapped by your morality,” he finally said.

“Yes, that’s exactly the crux of the matter. I know what’s right and I know what’s best. However I cannot follow through with any one option as I am. That’s why I need your help.”

“I’m not following you,” he admitted.

“If as I am I cannot make I choice then I have to change. I need you to break me, Harry Potter. I need you to destroy the woman that I am like you did with many other until now. I need you to enslave me completely, so that I would not regret whatever happens. It’s selfish, but It’s the only way for me to be happy. Could you do that for me Harry Potter?”

Did she even have to ask? Breaking and corrupting young nubile women was his calling. The only reason why he hadn’t done so to her already was that she was down his priority list. Of course now the situation had changed. Not just because of the threat she represented, but also because with her powers she would be a great asset to his master.

“I’ll help you,” he confirmed with his cock already pushing against the restraints.

“Not so fast,” she said seeing his eagerness. “There is a condition I want you to promise you’ll respect.”

“What is it?”

“I don’t particularly care what kind of person you’re going to turn me into, I know I’d be happy anyway. What I want is for you to not erase the memory of how I am now. I want to be able to remember that I changed out of my own choice and be happy of it. That’s all I ask.”

“There’s no problem with that,” he nodded. “If you’re willing to chance I won’t have to modify your memory to make you believe you’ve always been like that.”

“Good,” she smiled before taking a handful of candies for the pouch and chewing them all together.

Harry’s eye widened. A candy was engineered to weaken the metal defenses and to allow foreign thoughts to be implanted over the course of time. To take more than a couple at the same time, it would completely shatter any form of coherent thought and enhance her lust to unbearable levels.

Luna freed Harry with a wave of her wand a mere moment before a loud, squirting noise was heard in the room.

She had just ended chewing that her pussy exploded in a shower of juices, soaking her panties, skirt and thigh long socks. A puddle was already forming at her feet.

That wasn’t supposed to be possible. The candies were powerful but they still had to be digested in order to affect the eater.

“You already ate them before, didn’t you?” Harry inquired standing to his feet.

“Yes,” she confirmed as she run her hands over her clothes with barely restrained desire. “There was no way I could make such a proposition if I wasn’t already drunk on lust.”

Another squirt was heard and another wave of fluids run down her legs.

“Merlin,” she breathed cupping her breasts. “Is this the hunger that drives all those girls you corrupted, Harry Potter? No wonder they’d do anything to be fucked every day.”

She leaned against a desk and lifted her skirt, revealing a soaked pair of cotton panties. They were so utterly drenched that he could see through them. Not that Harry had to stare at them for too long.

In spite of their wetness, Luna pulled her panties down in one smooth move, curling them into a ball.

Harry made a motion to join her, but she immediately made a stopping gesture.

“No, don’t touch me just now. I want you to watch me.” She half seated on the desk she was leaning against. One leg dangling down and the other bent over the desk. Her juicy, dripping cunt was all to visible to a permanently aroused Harry.

She spread her virginal lips apart, showing her quivering womanhood. With painstaking slowness she slid on finger inside, shuddering under the intense pleasure such a simple stimulation gave her.

Now, Harry really wasn’t a pussy lover by any stretch of the imagination. He’d take solid thick cocks over pussies every day of the week but he had to admit that the he wouldn’t have minded burying his hard member between those inviting lips. In fact Harry was having an hard time keeping his dick from tearing his clothes apart.

His monstrous sized cock was leaking enough pre-cum to stain the chest of his shirt. He didn’t help that he contributed to his arousal by fondling his balls through his trousers.

On her part Luna didn’t miss Harry’s predicament even with her mind fogged by the crescent pleasure.

“Undress, Harry Potter,” she said taking a whiff of her own smell from her stained panties. “Show me that body you are so proud of.”

He couldn’t object to such a wish. As she was a pureblood, and with her deciding to support his Master scenario, Harry already though of her as someone he should obey.

He slipped out of his clothes with practiced ease, throwing them on the ground like the needless rag he considered them to be.

He stood in all of his naked glory for Luna to witness. She was enraptured by the sight.

His body was toned, with every muscle well defined. He would have looked like a Greek god if it wasn’t for the abomination between his legs. The enormous dick was the size of his legs leaking a constant trickle of pre-cum from the tip. His balls were bigger than his hands and looked ready to pump gallons of white cum at a moment notice.

His appearance was more than just an upgrade. It was a statement. It said to everyone who looked that the boy was just an extension of that cock. Just a part of a masterfully crafted sex toy. She knew that he considered himself to be just that.

That was what the hope of the Wizarding world amounted to. A sex-drive, cock loving slut. It was the living image of what the entire world would one day become under the guidance of Snape. Master Snape.

Yes, her conscious mind was already accepting the potion master as her owner and Luna put up no resistance whatsoever. It would have been useless at that point. She could already feel her thought process change as she stared at the boy-slut in front of her.

It was obvious that the only reason why he wasn’t pleasing himself madly was because she didn’t tell him to. Having that much power over him was intoxicating. Almost like the taste of her own juices that she was greedily sucking from her used panties.

She blinked. When exactly did she begin doing that? She couldn’t remember exactly when she started, but she felt absolutely all right with it. In fact even realizing how depraved it was to drink her own fluids, made her all the more hornier and all the more thirstier.

“Look at me Harry Potter,” she ordered. “Look at the woman who held the fate of the world in her hands as she gives in to pleasure of her own volition.”

And Harry watched as he was told. He watched the girl in front of him corrupting herself without any need for his assistance. He didn’t really need his help. She was remaking herself as she saw fit. He was just a catalyst for her transformation.

She was so beautifully lewd that even the cock slave couldn’t help but admire her.

Luna’s fluid had completely covered the desk and the stream gave no sign of diminishing anytime soon. At that rate her body would be forever locked into a state of arousal. She would be constantly leaking juices. She would leave a trail behind her everywhere she went.

As if picking his crescent arousal Luna gazed into his lust filled eyes. “Please yourself for me Harry Potter. Show me the abyss of depravity I’ll belong to from today onward.”

Yes. Merlin, yes. He needed it so badly.

He squatted and spread his legs, one hand already reaching for his butt hole while the other held his cock in position for him to leave a trail of kisses on its length.

Luna watched in morbid fascination. To think that such an attractive boy had been turned into a sissy slave who enjoyed nothing more but for another wizard to fuck his ass while he sucked his own cock… It was making her body burn with need.

It was the effect of all the candies she ate, there was no doubt about it, but it would have been a lie to say that she had been unaffected by the vision of the corrupted future she had been seeing for months.

Night after night, glimpses of the future haunted her. Initially they bothered her to no end, but after a while she grew accustomed to them and afterward even found them pleasant. After a while, waking up sticky with her own juices was no longer an uncommon occurrence.

So a part of her, the darkest part that any person possessed, craved for more and ultimately led her to this decision.

And there she was, spreading her legs, fingering her wet cunt while she enjoyed the sight of a faggot half-blood slurping his own inhuman cock.

She felt no shame and no remorse. It was time put finish what she started.

“Slave,” she called, “come please your Mistress.”

He crawled to her on all four, entranced by her soft yet commanding voice. His face found its between her legs, and his rough tongue began exploring the virginal depths of her womanhood.

Luna sighed her pleasure as she closed her pale and soft legs around his head. There he was, like a well trained dog. In its place like all those of less than pure blood.

Ah, that thought was new. The corrupted magic was already changing her opinions on blood status, aligning them to her new master. She didn’t fight it, of course. The whole purpose of lowering herself to the ministration of such an inferior being was to change her moral compass. It was working quite well, if she could say so herself.

Who knew how she would have ended up being if the slave got to her first? She would have probably ended like those filthy blood traitors, or he would have turned her in a hopeless cock-slut like he was. The idea was nauseating. Like she would ever lower herself to worship all dicks.

She was pure. She was superior. Only someone worthy would get to claim her body. Someone as high and perfect as Severus Snape.

The thought of the potion master was the last straw for her aroused mind. She threw her head backward, screaming her release while copious amounts of her nectar rushed into the slave’s mouth. Her body convulsed under the intense pleasure that shook her entire being.

It was done. The transformation was complete. She accepted the entirety of the changes that washed over her. Her mind was flooded with vision of the future she helped realize.

She would stand above all other women of the Wizarding world, surpassed only by her one true Master. He and only he would get to touch her from that day onward. Of course he had to know that as soon as possible.

She pushed the loathsome creature between her legs away with one foot. His job was done and there was no further need for him to soil her body with his touch.

“Mistress?” he asked in confusion.

“Be silent, freak. Show me the way to my Master abode immediately. I need to show me my love right now.”

“Of course, Mistress. I’ll get dressed and..”

“You’ll do no such thing. Here, this is everything you are allowed to wear.” She threw him her drenched panties and he put them on immediately. The piece of clothing was so tiny that it didn’t cover a single thing. It only sever to separate his balls in a grotesque manner.

“I don’t wish to doubt you, my Mistress, but if I’m caught like this…”

“Don’t concern yourself with thoughts that are far beyond your grasp, bitch. If you can’t keep your mouth shut you’d better keep it occupied with that thing between your legs.”

He complied and stuffed the of his cock in his mouth, effectively shutting up.

“Now carry me to our Master’s quarters. Get on your knees.”

Again he obeyed and Luna pushed him on all fours before sitting her bare ass on his back. He crawled out of the door and into the dark castle at night. Soon his Master would receive what probably amounted to the greatest asset in his quest to purify the world. He had no doubt that with the newly acquired seer by his side, his Master plan would accelerated dramatically.

The world was about to literally fall to its knees.
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