Hermione and her secret

Hermione lay in her bed bored and not tired in the slightest, listening to the other girls in her dorms snoring or heavy breathing. She sighed and turned to lie on her back so she could stare at the ceiling. She turned her head to look at her alarm clock, 3:30; she had ages before she had to get up. It was then that a wicked thought crept into Hermione’s head but she pushed it away, ‘it’s too risky to do it here even if the girls are asleep’ she thought to herself rationally. ‘But then again they are pretty out of it maybe if I'm really quiet’ she thought taking another look at her dorm companions. When she was completely sure they were asleep she slipped out of bed and kneeled in front of her bedside cabinet unlocked it and searched for her special tools. Her hand fell on her wand which she took out and placed on her bed, then she reached right to the back and pulled out a small silk pouch. She then relocked the cabinet and returned to bed being careful not to sit on her wand.

When she was securely in her bed she closed the curtains on her four poster and put a silencing charm on the area. “Lumio” she said and the tip of her wand lit up, she held it over her sheets looking for the little silk pouch and sighed with relief when she found it, god knows what she’d do if she lost it. She put her wand down which plunged her back into darkness as she opened the little bag. She tipped the little bottle that lay inside onto her hand. She uncorked it and placed the top in the bag, so as not to loss it. She put the bag down and picked up her wand again. She preformed the light spell again and held it up to the clear bottle. It was half full but Hermione knew that one drop would be enough, that’s what was so great about this potion. Hermione positioned herself on her knees and raised the bottle to her open mouth letting one or maybe two drops fall onto her tongue. She felt a shudder run through her and let her lit wand hover by her crotch.

She felt her clit getting longer and wider and felt a head form on the tip of it, this in its self made Hermione groan in pleasure and she felt her pants getting wet. Then her hips jerked slightly as she felt the folds that surrounded her slit puff out and swell, melting into one and pushing uncomfortably against her tight panties. Then to finish it all off she felt her testicles fall into her scrotum. She looked down and saw the decent sized lump in her pants and smiled. She picked up the little pouch again still holding her wand and managed to seal the bottle and replace the bottle in its hiding place. She threw the bag on her bed and pulled down her pants with her free hand. There was her newly formed cock and testicles looking as if she’d been born with them.

She let her hand wander over the shaft of her cock and she encircled it in her long fingers. She squeezed gently and moaned, then began to stroke it letting images of her putting her cock in some girl’s wet pussy flood her brain. It wasn’t long before she was hard and she looked down just so she could admire her erect cock in the glow of her wand. She could feel a pulse running through it and could see her swollen ball sac. She needed to feel it let her balls fill her hand, so she let her wand fall and cupped them in her other hand. Her moan penetrated the silence but she didn’t care, it wasn’t like anyone could hear her. So she played with her balls and groaned feeling her erect nipples push against the material of her tight top. Soon her cock was begging for attention and since she was still holding it she automatically started to pump at it. She let a loud moan slip out and let her mind run away with her, “that’s it swat, you moan while you play with your cock. You dirty cunt!” Hermione’s voice had dropped a couple of disciples as giving herself male genitalia did turn her into a boy basically except she still had tits. She began to pump harder and faster at her cock which caused her to lose her balance and fall forward. But she caught herself with her free hand and continued to wank holding herself up. Her moan turned to grunts and heavy pants as she felt her climax approaching. “Oh….oh god….feels sooooo gooood!!” she/he groaned as her deep voice seemed to echo in her secluded bed space. Then when she knew she was close they pumped extra hard and her pants turned to yells of pleasure, “oh...oh….oh….owwwwww!!!” and she looked down at her cock just in time to see a line of semen shoot from her cock.

Suddenly feeling weak she collapsed letting her warm cum be smeared over her stomach. She was sleepy now but she had to clean up she had to put everything back to its normal. But her eyelids felt heavy, dragging them down and she couldn’t move, every muscle in her wanking arm was tense and hurt same with her legs from the tension of her actions. “No I gotta get up and put everything right” she mumbled then giggling at her male voice.

She didn’t sleep she just rested and soon she felt her balls dissolve and her scrotum turn back to normal. Then very slowly her clit returned to its normal state and it all over for another night. She sighed and let herself drift of to sleep.

“Granger what the hell??!!” oh shit. Hermione’s eyes snapped open and she turned to look at Gabby who had opened her curtains and was standing wearing her school uniform.

“Oh god! What time is it?” Hermione said pushing herself up onto her knees and staring at her alarm clock, 8:00, oh shit! “Why didn’t I hear my alarm?” then she remembered her silencing charm so that no one would hear her meaning she wont hear anything going on outside! “OH NO!” yelled Hermione and jumped out of her bed.

Gabby who was beetroot and looking anywhere but Hermione finally spoke up, “Hermione you’re not wearing any underwear!” she almost squeaked. Hermione looked down at her crotch and saw dark hair that covered her privates. She put her hands over it and felt her face go pink; she looked round to double check that they were the only people in the dorm. “Why are you not wearing underwear and why do you have your wand in bed with you?” Gabby looked at the bed again as Hermione began pulling clean clothes on. That’s when she saw the silk pouch; she turned slightly to look at Hermione who was struggling to get her blouse buttoned up in her panic, when she was sure she wasn’t about to look she picked it up and pocketed it in her cardigan. She then turned completely away from the bed and smiled at Hermione.

“Look Gabby,” Hermione said crouching down to do up her shoes, “please don’t tell the others how you found me this morning.” She finished and stood straightening herself out.

“Oh course I wont, it’s just not like you to be late was just worried.” Gabby smiled warmly at Hermione who smiled back and said her thanks. Hermione then grabbed her bag and disappeared out of the dorm. When she heard her footsteps descending down the stairs she pulled out the pouch again. “I wonder…” Gabby mused out loud. She opened it and tipped the little bottle out into her hand. She raised it to her face to get a better look at it. “So Hermione Granger has herself a secret potion, how interesting” and she smirked coyly. Gabby was just thinking of how far Hermione would go to get this back, how much it really meant to her when an idea hit her. She grinned and left the dorm with the little bottle strongly in her clasp.