Hermione Granger: Lady of Lust
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Harry Potter AU/AR › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
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45,450
Reviews:
17
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0
Currently Reading:
4
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Beginning
Don\'t own anything, adults only, smut begins in this chapter. Oh, and this story ignores the last 2 books in the series.
Hermione Granger: Lady of Lust
Chapter 3: Beginning
As Hermione and her new passenger sped towards the Great Hall for supper, the former human began to feel things.
That\'s life force. What you\'re feeling is the life energy being given off by the people around you, and with this many people, especially so many teenagers, you\'re being positively bombarded by it.
Why am I feeling people\'s life energy?
Simple, your new nature means you feed on it. You don\'t need to, but you\'ll probably want to.
You mean kill people?
No, no. Not unless you want to. You absorb energy through sexual contact.
Oh.
You have a lot to learn and that\'s why you have me.
After devouring her supper, Hermione dashed off to a dark corner to look again at Ravenclaws book, to try and find somewhere she could practice undisturbed, with Siltana looking at it with her.
What about that Chamber of Secrets? That seems promising.
Only a Parselmouth can open it.
Parselmouth? Someone who can talk to snakes? Oh, I can teach you a quick and easy spell to temporarily learn that.
Okay, but the entrance is in a washroom haunted by a girl\'s ghost.
Kiss her.
WHAT?!!
Kiss her. Before you enter, go into your real form, walk up to her and kiss her. You\'ll drain some energy and she\'ll be out for a bit, plus you\'ll be able to basically control her later if you do it right.
I can actually touch her?
One of your many special abilities. And ghosts are always so starved for physical sensation that she\'ll do whatever you want to get it again.
The new demon stopped outside the door to Moaning Myrtle\'s bathroom and took a moment to change the shape of herself and her clothes to something more alluring before essentially kicking the door open, finding Myrtle floating in the middle of the place, stalking over and pulling the ectoplasmic head to hers in a deep kiss. She could feel a sort of power flowing very slowly into her through her lips. When the kiss was broken, Myrtle seemed dazed, but Hermione assumed that was the effect Siltana was talking about. She breathed the parseltongue spell she had learned and told it to the snake on the tap.
When she finally reached the chamber itself, she looked around until she found what was baasically an apartment hidden in one of the back rooms where she could practice. When she was settled, Siltana shifted back into her demon form, what had been the chain of the pendant was now her arms, effectively giving the larger demon a hug.
“Let\'s get right to it shall we?”
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As the slightly dazed demoness climbed out the entrance to the chamber, she came face to face with a fairly confused Myrtle, who blurted out before she could say anything.
“You kissed me. How? Why?”
“I did it to get to the chamber. I\'m a demon, and that\'s how I did it. And there can be more like it if you don\'t tell anyone about this. Understand?”, the teenage ghost nodded quickly. “Good.”
With that, the living member of the two pulled the non-living one into her and kissed her again, this time slipping a hand up the ethereal shirt to stroke an eternally underdeveloped tit, all the while thinking to herself how strange his was. Myrtle\'s moaning brought her back to reality and she withdrew her probing hand.
“As I said, there\'s more if you keep this between us.”
“You can trust me. Noone ever ends up talking to me anyway.”
She retreated from the bathroom, well after curfew, reveiwing the knowledge she had gained from the session; she had learned how to drain energy, as well as how to infuse other people with it, how to manipulate it to create pretty much any effect she could produce with her wand magic, a bit of demon magic, how to seduce, manipulate and control and how to affect the mind and body, especially her own body; she could grow appendages to make relations with women easier as well as control her bodily functions. She hurried toward Gryffindor tower.
“Going somewhere Granger?”, came a sneering voice from behind her.
“Piss off Malfoy.”
“I don\'t think so. I\'m going to enjoy giving little Potty\'s playmate, the Gryffindor Golden Girl, detention.”
I don\'t think so ferret. Hermione cranked up the seduction aura. The blond prat\'s breath caught in his throat as the normally hated girl became the centre of his attention. As she strutted toward him, she subtly changed her appearance to make herself closer to her normal form.
She reached down and ran one claw-like nail down the bulge in the front of his trousers, feeling it twitch at the slightest pressure. She pushed him down on to a nearby bench and walked slowly over, peeling clothes off on the way, so when she got to him, her only piece was a thong so tiny, the old Hermione wouldn\'t have been able to be in the same room as it; it showed off all her pubic hair and was so thin it barely covered her labia and was entirely hidden in back by her rounded asscheeks.
As she knelt in front of him, she undid his fly with her teeth, allowing the once concealed member to spring free. Not exactly huge, the blond boy\'s dick was about 5 inches long, but she cooed and purred as she began to lick out with her dainty (but extra long) tongue as though it were the greatest thing she had ever seen. After a few minutes, she was done teasing him and engulfed the head in her warm mouth, quickly beginning to slip lower and lower down the shaft until his white blond pubises were tickling her nose. Then it was back up wrapping the long tongue around and stroking every bump and every vein on the organ with the slippery thing. When she began moving the muscles in her throat to stimulate him, it was only a few seconds before a stream of hot, white goo flew done her throat, and with it, some of his energy.
As the sex starved goddess got to her feet and licked her lips, Draco could feel himself becoming hard again. That never happened a second time so quickly. When she turned away from him and bent over to pull the minuscule thong off, he was given a perfect view of the deep pink pucker of her asshole and the lighter pink of her glistening pussy lips. When she turned back toward him, stradled his lap and eased herself down onto his dick, he felt as though he had died, gone to heaven, then died there and gone up even further. Her pussy was tighter, wetter and softer than any other he\'d had. As she began to bounce up and down on his pole making mewling noises, which turned him on (if possible) even more, her delicious tits were jiggling right at his eye level and he captured one with his mouth, sucking on it while she took him for the ride of his life.
Feeling her tit being suckled she looked down at the blond, inbred twat and realized she had him. She probed his mind and felt for his biggest fantasy. Seeing it made her cackle internally, even while she continued to ride his cock hard enough that a slapping sound could be heard when her ass cheeks and his scrotum met. After a time she felt him bite down on her nipple and ejaculate into her love canal. It was time to have fun with the boy who had made her life such hell for so many years. She conjured up a camera without him seeing and spelled it to float and to snap a picture when she thought about it. She then brought herself down to kiss him, and as his eyes were closed for the kiss, she turned into his dream girl.
When Draco opened his eyes again, he found himself staring into the cold eyes of Narcissa Malfoy. She smiled faintly.
“I see my little dragon isn\'t so little any more. Mother wants some more.”
“Mother? But how?”, she placed a finger over his mouth, silencing him. She then got down on all fours, some of his cum still leaking from her swollen pussy onto the stone floor below. She reached a hand back and, scooping a mixture of female juices and cum with two fingers, she stuck it in and smeared it on her rosebud, opening it up and lubricating it for him.
“Dragon, Mommy wants your cock in her ass.”, Unable to resist the woman he had dreamt about for so long, he got on his knees behind her and positioned his cock at her rear entrance. He pushed inside, past the ring of muscles at her anus and immediately began thrusting in and out, in and out, their thighs slapping together with the force of his thrusts. So caught up was he in sodomizing the woman he thought was his mother, he didn\'t hear the repeated click of the camera hovering near the ceiling.
It took a while, this being his third orgasm in a short period of time, but eventually he deposited more of his cum, and energy, into the eager succubus. As he tried to get up and leave to sleep for the night, he found he couldn\'t. He looked back at the woman sitting with her back against the bench he had previously been sitting on, only she wasn\'t human any more. The new and improved Hermione had taken her true form and beckoned for him to come over and no matter how much he fought, he couldn\'t resist getting hard and plunging into her again. And again. And again.
She finally stopped and wiped his memory of the meeting seveal hours later. The first tendrils of dawn were creeping over the mountains to the East, but she felt more awake than she had in her life. Draco on the other hand...
She looked down at him, thinner and paler than ever. She had almost completely drained him of his life energy, leaving only enough for him to barely cling to life. One more orgasm would have killed him. He had lost a considerable amount of fluids, but 19 forced orgasms will do that to a man. He would be out for at least a couple of weeks, probably longer. She pulled up the tiny thong that she had become rather fond of and secured it in place to keep some of the vast amounts of cum from leaking out and grabbed the floating camera. When he got out of the hospital, she would send the pictures of him and his mother getting it on doggy style on a stone floor. She whistled as she got dressed and realized this would probably tear his family apart, get them both in trouble, damage their political standings and cost them a good deal of face and money. She headed to Gryffindor tower with a spring in her step. He had always made her life miserable and, as they say, payback is a bitch.
A/N: Okay, it took a while, but we finally got to the smut. As you can probably tell I don\'t like Draco. For the purposes of this story, Lucius is in Azkaban following the fall of Voldemort and books 6 and 7 never happened. Okay, see you next time, please review.
Hermione Granger: Lady of Lust
Chapter 3: Beginning
As Hermione and her new passenger sped towards the Great Hall for supper, the former human began to feel things.
That\'s life force. What you\'re feeling is the life energy being given off by the people around you, and with this many people, especially so many teenagers, you\'re being positively bombarded by it.
Why am I feeling people\'s life energy?
Simple, your new nature means you feed on it. You don\'t need to, but you\'ll probably want to.
You mean kill people?
No, no. Not unless you want to. You absorb energy through sexual contact.
Oh.
You have a lot to learn and that\'s why you have me.
After devouring her supper, Hermione dashed off to a dark corner to look again at Ravenclaws book, to try and find somewhere she could practice undisturbed, with Siltana looking at it with her.
What about that Chamber of Secrets? That seems promising.
Only a Parselmouth can open it.
Parselmouth? Someone who can talk to snakes? Oh, I can teach you a quick and easy spell to temporarily learn that.
Okay, but the entrance is in a washroom haunted by a girl\'s ghost.
Kiss her.
WHAT?!!
Kiss her. Before you enter, go into your real form, walk up to her and kiss her. You\'ll drain some energy and she\'ll be out for a bit, plus you\'ll be able to basically control her later if you do it right.
I can actually touch her?
One of your many special abilities. And ghosts are always so starved for physical sensation that she\'ll do whatever you want to get it again.
The new demon stopped outside the door to Moaning Myrtle\'s bathroom and took a moment to change the shape of herself and her clothes to something more alluring before essentially kicking the door open, finding Myrtle floating in the middle of the place, stalking over and pulling the ectoplasmic head to hers in a deep kiss. She could feel a sort of power flowing very slowly into her through her lips. When the kiss was broken, Myrtle seemed dazed, but Hermione assumed that was the effect Siltana was talking about. She breathed the parseltongue spell she had learned and told it to the snake on the tap.
When she finally reached the chamber itself, she looked around until she found what was baasically an apartment hidden in one of the back rooms where she could practice. When she was settled, Siltana shifted back into her demon form, what had been the chain of the pendant was now her arms, effectively giving the larger demon a hug.
“Let\'s get right to it shall we?”
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As the slightly dazed demoness climbed out the entrance to the chamber, she came face to face with a fairly confused Myrtle, who blurted out before she could say anything.
“You kissed me. How? Why?”
“I did it to get to the chamber. I\'m a demon, and that\'s how I did it. And there can be more like it if you don\'t tell anyone about this. Understand?”, the teenage ghost nodded quickly. “Good.”
With that, the living member of the two pulled the non-living one into her and kissed her again, this time slipping a hand up the ethereal shirt to stroke an eternally underdeveloped tit, all the while thinking to herself how strange his was. Myrtle\'s moaning brought her back to reality and she withdrew her probing hand.
“As I said, there\'s more if you keep this between us.”
“You can trust me. Noone ever ends up talking to me anyway.”
She retreated from the bathroom, well after curfew, reveiwing the knowledge she had gained from the session; she had learned how to drain energy, as well as how to infuse other people with it, how to manipulate it to create pretty much any effect she could produce with her wand magic, a bit of demon magic, how to seduce, manipulate and control and how to affect the mind and body, especially her own body; she could grow appendages to make relations with women easier as well as control her bodily functions. She hurried toward Gryffindor tower.
“Going somewhere Granger?”, came a sneering voice from behind her.
“Piss off Malfoy.”
“I don\'t think so. I\'m going to enjoy giving little Potty\'s playmate, the Gryffindor Golden Girl, detention.”
I don\'t think so ferret. Hermione cranked up the seduction aura. The blond prat\'s breath caught in his throat as the normally hated girl became the centre of his attention. As she strutted toward him, she subtly changed her appearance to make herself closer to her normal form.
She reached down and ran one claw-like nail down the bulge in the front of his trousers, feeling it twitch at the slightest pressure. She pushed him down on to a nearby bench and walked slowly over, peeling clothes off on the way, so when she got to him, her only piece was a thong so tiny, the old Hermione wouldn\'t have been able to be in the same room as it; it showed off all her pubic hair and was so thin it barely covered her labia and was entirely hidden in back by her rounded asscheeks.
As she knelt in front of him, she undid his fly with her teeth, allowing the once concealed member to spring free. Not exactly huge, the blond boy\'s dick was about 5 inches long, but she cooed and purred as she began to lick out with her dainty (but extra long) tongue as though it were the greatest thing she had ever seen. After a few minutes, she was done teasing him and engulfed the head in her warm mouth, quickly beginning to slip lower and lower down the shaft until his white blond pubises were tickling her nose. Then it was back up wrapping the long tongue around and stroking every bump and every vein on the organ with the slippery thing. When she began moving the muscles in her throat to stimulate him, it was only a few seconds before a stream of hot, white goo flew done her throat, and with it, some of his energy.
As the sex starved goddess got to her feet and licked her lips, Draco could feel himself becoming hard again. That never happened a second time so quickly. When she turned away from him and bent over to pull the minuscule thong off, he was given a perfect view of the deep pink pucker of her asshole and the lighter pink of her glistening pussy lips. When she turned back toward him, stradled his lap and eased herself down onto his dick, he felt as though he had died, gone to heaven, then died there and gone up even further. Her pussy was tighter, wetter and softer than any other he\'d had. As she began to bounce up and down on his pole making mewling noises, which turned him on (if possible) even more, her delicious tits were jiggling right at his eye level and he captured one with his mouth, sucking on it while she took him for the ride of his life.
Feeling her tit being suckled she looked down at the blond, inbred twat and realized she had him. She probed his mind and felt for his biggest fantasy. Seeing it made her cackle internally, even while she continued to ride his cock hard enough that a slapping sound could be heard when her ass cheeks and his scrotum met. After a time she felt him bite down on her nipple and ejaculate into her love canal. It was time to have fun with the boy who had made her life such hell for so many years. She conjured up a camera without him seeing and spelled it to float and to snap a picture when she thought about it. She then brought herself down to kiss him, and as his eyes were closed for the kiss, she turned into his dream girl.
When Draco opened his eyes again, he found himself staring into the cold eyes of Narcissa Malfoy. She smiled faintly.
“I see my little dragon isn\'t so little any more. Mother wants some more.”
“Mother? But how?”, she placed a finger over his mouth, silencing him. She then got down on all fours, some of his cum still leaking from her swollen pussy onto the stone floor below. She reached a hand back and, scooping a mixture of female juices and cum with two fingers, she stuck it in and smeared it on her rosebud, opening it up and lubricating it for him.
“Dragon, Mommy wants your cock in her ass.”, Unable to resist the woman he had dreamt about for so long, he got on his knees behind her and positioned his cock at her rear entrance. He pushed inside, past the ring of muscles at her anus and immediately began thrusting in and out, in and out, their thighs slapping together with the force of his thrusts. So caught up was he in sodomizing the woman he thought was his mother, he didn\'t hear the repeated click of the camera hovering near the ceiling.
It took a while, this being his third orgasm in a short period of time, but eventually he deposited more of his cum, and energy, into the eager succubus. As he tried to get up and leave to sleep for the night, he found he couldn\'t. He looked back at the woman sitting with her back against the bench he had previously been sitting on, only she wasn\'t human any more. The new and improved Hermione had taken her true form and beckoned for him to come over and no matter how much he fought, he couldn\'t resist getting hard and plunging into her again. And again. And again.
She finally stopped and wiped his memory of the meeting seveal hours later. The first tendrils of dawn were creeping over the mountains to the East, but she felt more awake than she had in her life. Draco on the other hand...
She looked down at him, thinner and paler than ever. She had almost completely drained him of his life energy, leaving only enough for him to barely cling to life. One more orgasm would have killed him. He had lost a considerable amount of fluids, but 19 forced orgasms will do that to a man. He would be out for at least a couple of weeks, probably longer. She pulled up the tiny thong that she had become rather fond of and secured it in place to keep some of the vast amounts of cum from leaking out and grabbed the floating camera. When he got out of the hospital, she would send the pictures of him and his mother getting it on doggy style on a stone floor. She whistled as she got dressed and realized this would probably tear his family apart, get them both in trouble, damage their political standings and cost them a good deal of face and money. She headed to Gryffindor tower with a spring in her step. He had always made her life miserable and, as they say, payback is a bitch.
A/N: Okay, it took a while, but we finally got to the smut. As you can probably tell I don\'t like Draco. For the purposes of this story, Lucius is in Azkaban following the fall of Voldemort and books 6 and 7 never happened. Okay, see you next time, please review.