The Itch Hex

WARNING: This chapter gets a little more extreme than the last three. The water sports is taken up a notch and there is some slight pain infliction on Hermione’s womanhood. It’s nothing too serious; there’s no blood or gore. Please leave reviews! I want to know if I should continue this sort of thing or just make it a one time thing.

“What an intense first day!” Harry thought to himself. Hermione pretty much gave him the greatest day of his life. They both decided to take the next day off from sexual intercourse in order to rest up a little. Despite how much Hermione enjoyed fucking Harry, she did get a little sore. Harry didn’t mind the break either, all the sex had worn him out. However, that didn’t mean nothing was going to happen.

It was late afternoon and Harry was taking a nap on the couch. Hermione was upstairs in her room, organizing her closet with all the clothes she had brought back from Hogwarts. Sitting down on her bed Hermione’s stomach growled letting her know that it was time to make some dinner. She went downstairs. Repeating yesterday’s cooking session, she undressed and draped the apron onto her naked body and tied the strings together behind her. Looking over at the couch, she saw that Harry was fast asleep. “I could probably use some help; better wake him up.” She thought to herself. A smile crept across Hermione’s face; she walked over to Harry. He was lying on his back with one arm hanging off the couch and one at his side. Hermione unzipped his pants, grabbed hold of it and his boxers and pulled them down. She grabbed onto Harry’s soft penis with her hand and started caressing it. Harry was still passed out; his body shuttered slightly from her gentle touch and he let out a small groan. After a little “handy” work, Hermione had Harry’s penis at full attention. She brought her mouth to his tip and swirled her tongue around it. Slowly, she descended her lips around his shaft, gradually sucking into her throat. Harry let out a loader moan this time, but was still sound asleep. She swirled her tongue around his base and lapped the top of his balls. Harry’s groans of pleasure continued. She then pumped his meat into her mouth; all the while swirling her tongue around him. “uuhhh” Harry exhaled, he slowly opened his eyes and looked down. A split second later he erupted into Hermione’s warm mouth. “m.m.. ione?” he muttered as she forcefully sucked onto his tip; gathering as much of his cum as she could. She popped her lips off his cock and looked at him. She opened her mouth and swirled his white substance around with her tongue and swallowed his hot cream. “Mmmm…delicious…” She said and stood up. “Wake up sleepy head. I need your help with something.” She turned around, and jiggled her bare ass back into the kitchen.

After another nude cooking session, Hermione redressed. They both sat down at the table and began eating her food. There was something strange about Hermione though. There where three large cups of water sitting on the table in front of her. Before starting her meal, Hermione gulped down the first one. She then gradually drank the second one as she ate her meal and chugged down the last one after her last bite. Her belly had extended out slightly; she gave it a slap and felt the liquid swirl around inside her. Harry was amazed at how much she could drink. Soon they finished, cleaned the dishes, and returned to what they where previously doing. Harry was watching TV and Hermione went back up to her room. When she got up there, she looked in her mirror and patted her extended belly. “Time to look that spell up.” She said to herself.

An hour passed. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” Hermione came running down the stairs the stairs and into the bathroom. Harry yelled at Hermione. “Hermione wait! The toilet wont flush, something is wrong with it!” Hermione came back out, “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO IT!?” She shouted at him knowing that it was she who intentionally broke it. “I don’t know, it just stopped working.” He replied. “Fuck!” She grabbed onto her crotch and waddled over to the back door. “Harry can you get the door, if I lose my grip here I am going to piss myself!?” Harry got up, ran over the door, and opened it. Hermione ran outside onto the side of the patio. She quickly unzipped her jeans and pulled them down along with her panties. She removed them and tossed them off to the side. After that, she squatted down spread her legs outward. She arched her back and placed her hands on the pavement behind her. Suddenly, her pussy ejected a torrent of urine. The liquid was flying into the air a good ten feet in front of her. Harry’s cock grew incredibly hard. Harry quickly walked over to her to get a better look. She looked up at him, her face bright red. Ten seconds had passed and her piss was still fiercely flowing out of her. She then cut off the stream, causing her bladder to burn. “So you like watching me piss, don’t you?!” She said as she stood up and grabbed Harry’s wrist. “You sick, perverted boy! I had better punish you!” She yanked him into the yard and pushed him onto the wet grass. She quickly straddled his chest with her bare crotch. “Why don’t we give you a real close up then!?” She nudged forward; her trimmed pubic hair now rubbing on his chin. Harry could only see Hermione’s belly. He quickly caught on to what she planning to do. “Wait, Hermiolfgnfmmhh” Harry was cut off by Hermione’s pussy sliding over his mouth. “Shut up and open your mouth!” She ordered. Harry decided to go along with it, albeit apprehensively. “Open your damn mouth you pervert!” Hermione said once again with lustful anger in her voice. Harry complied and enveloped her cunt into his wide open mouth. “Hhmmmm” Hermione moaned and relaxed her hold. With a little concentration she was finally able to resume where she left off. Harry’s mouth instantly filled with warm liquid. She cut off the stream. “Drink it!” She yelled down at him. Harry found the taste to be nothing like what he expected; it had a tangy, lemony flavor to it. He quickly complied and swallowed the yellow liquid in two gulps. Hermione felt his lips move over her vagina. “Ohh, yes that’s so good.” She moaned. Harry reopened his mouth. “Look’s like we’re learning fast today!” she told him.

Hermione unleashed yet another stream of her warm fluid into Harry’s mouth. This time however, Harry was graciously gulping it down. Hermione moaned in ecstasy. It was an incredible feeling relieving herself into someone’s mouth. Hermione’s pissing and Harry’s drinking continued for about a minute. Hermione expelled her last few drops, took a deep breathe and exhaled. She fell onto the ground beside Harry and looked over at him. “I hope you’ve learned your lesson.” Harry smiled, “I sure did.” They got up, gathered Hermione’s clothing, and walked back into the house.

“I spent the last hour trying to figure out how change my urine into another liquid.” Hermione explained to Harry. “Once my bladder was full, I changed it into water and then changed the flavor to taste moderately like lemonade.” Hearing Hermione explain all the hard work she went through really turned him on. Harry grabbed her and passionately kissed her. “You know, I’m going to get you back for that… one way or another.” He said. “I look forward to it.” She shot back with a smirk. “Do you now!?” Harry growled at her, catching her completely off guard. He then grabbed her wrist and forcefully pulled her over to the couch. Sitting on the couch, he pulled her down over his lap. She was now facing the ground, her stomach and chest resting on Harry’s legs. Her bottom half was still exposed. Hermione was growing hysterical. “H..Harry what are you doing?” She said as Harry rubbed his hand over you butt checks; squeezing them. “There is only one way to punish a perverted girl like you!” He said as his hand pulled away from her pert ass. Harry smacked her ass with great force causing her to dive forward. He retracted and whacked her ass again. The process continued, he repeatedly hitting her hinny. “AHHH!!” Hermione screamed; tears forming in her eyes. It had been years since she had been spanked, she can’t even remember the last time. Was there even a last time? Harry unleashed the fury. With every hit, her two globes jiggled. Her ass was growing a bright red; hand prints were clearly visible. Harry eased up on her. “Have you learned your lesson!?” Harry yelled down at her. She looked up and shook her head…back and forth…”No!?” Harry smacked her ass again. He looked down at her ass and quickly caught sight of her dripping pussy. “So you like this Huh!?” Harry had a very pissed tone to his voice. He grabbed onto Hermione and pulled her onto the couch.

Hermione looked up at Harry; her face was a flushed red. Harry scoped over her body. She was now lying across his lap facing up. Harry brought his hand down to her crotch and started rubbing her pussy. “We can’t have any of this!” He said as he removed his hand and brought it to her face. It was covered with her juice. “Spread your legs!” He demanded. She quickly complied folding her legs and spreading her crotch open. Harry was now slowly caressing her folds. “Good! Now I want you to hold still, if you start moving it’s going to get worse!” Hermione looked up at him with a look of confusion. However that changed to fear as she saw Harry raise his hand a few inches from her from her vagina. “WAIT, HARRYYYYAHAIIIIIIII!!!” “SMACK” Harry slapped her pussy with just as much force as he had slapped her bottom. Hermione clenched her legs together, clasping onto Harry’s hand. “What did I tell you!” Hermione was in tears from it. It really stung. “Hermione Granger!” He growled at her. She opened her legs again. Harry rubbed his hand onto her sore pussy. “Now, you better stay open, or I will do something worse!” He ordered. “*sob* Harry, please…*sob* not again… *sob*” She whimpered. “You just urinated in my mouth! I think this is a fair punishment!” He sternly shot back, once again retracting his hand. Hermione could only look on in horror as Harry’s hand rose up.

“SLAP” Hermione cringed and let out a scream. “SLAP” She struggled to keep her body motionless. “SLAP” “She was crying rivers now, her pussy was burning. “SLAP” She couldn’t stand it anymore. “SLAP” She broke free from Harry and fell onto the floor. Harry looked down at her as she crawled into a fetal position. She whimpered as she rubbed her hand onto her vagina. “Now, have you learned your lesson?!” Harry sternly asked her. Hermione looked up at him and shook her head; this time telling him yes. Harry then helped her up and they both went upstairs.

Harry had Hermione lay down on the bed with her legs apart in order to see the effects of what he just did. Her pussy had a slight red tint but still, it looked sore. Harry decided to give her a little comfort. He blew onto her pussy with his mouth. Hermione actually giggled a little, Harry’s breathe tickled. The gentle stream of air did sooth her though. He followed this up with a couple swipes of the tongue. Harry finished with his actions and went back downstairs. “Bloody hell, I really did it this time… I know she is going to get me back for that.” He thought to himself as another day passed at the Granger residence.