Payback is a Witch

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to JKR. All situations are mine. No $$$ is being made from this fanfic.
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Chapter 6 ~ Another Decision

After a rather heated and unresolved argument about the proper use of their bodies, Severus and Hermione parted ways, the witch apparating to his private rooms at Hogwarts and the wizard spending the night at her house

Hermione rewarded the entrance to her lab with both a repelling spell and her signature to keep the wizard from snooping around down there while she was gone.

I t was agreed Hermione would drop off the patent papers at the solicitor's the next day. Then they each would go about their daily routines as the other and meet up again at Hermione's house in four days with a full report on their activities, unless there was a problem and they needed to meet sooner.

Now Severus lay in Hermione's four-poster, his amber eyes looking around at the bright pastel colors, paintings on the walls and unicorn knickknacks.

"Humph. Unicorns," Severus snorted inwardly as his eyes rested on one ceramic beauty rearing on its back hooves, pawing the air, its head bowed regally, "Hermione's been around the block so many times, if the witch ever went near a unicorn it would run her through repeatedly. She'd do better collecting rabbits instead. Closer to her nature."

Actually having two occasional lovers that she saw exclusively didn't qualify Hermione as a candidate for Madam Bordagia's House of Multiple Pleasures, but Severus was rather unfair when it came to the sexuality of witches. Although he fucked them every chance he got without giving a commitment, he thought a proper witch shouldn't have more than one exclusive lover. How he came up with this chauvinistic view of women with his track record of 'fuck and runs' was a mystery.

Severus found he was slightly disappointed Hermione wasn't a proper witch. Not only was he disappointed…he was jealous of Vlad. Not Ron so much. Ron was obviously an occasional pleasurable indulgence. They fucked for fun. Plus, Severus was certain he could outfuck Ron. He had seen the wizard's attributes in his seventh year after a Quidditch game, when he entered the communal shower in search of one of his Slytherins. He was an average-sized young man.

Vlad however, seemed to be the witch's substitute for him. That wizard met a need for Hermione, so was much more important to her sexually. It was obvious Hermione allowed the wizard to fuck her with impunity whenever he wished, so he had a hold over her. Most likely he had the ability to melt her into a puddle of incoherent lust.

Severus scowled. The witch had said Vlad was a better wizard in the sack than he was. And that struck a blow to his ego. Since he knew Hermione had broken one of the most important rules of Potions Making by doing an uncontrolled experiment, she had to ensure his silence…which meant he'd be fucking this luscious little body he found himself in within a month. He most certainly would be in bed with Vlad as well, and planned to really put it to the witch in such a way her Knockturn Alley stud would pale by comparison.

Suddenly Severus felt his nipples harden, and that knot of warmth started spreading through his body like slow-rolling honey. Shit. He had inadvertently aroused himself at the thought of fucking Hermione under duress again, and her body was responding in the normal female manner

"Oh gods damn it," he muttered as the ache started between his thighs again.

When he fled the kitchen for the bathroom the first time, the wizard attempted to calm down by splashing water on his face repeatedly…to no avail. But Hermione's shout brought him back to the kitchen, and the shock of seeing the witch ejaculating with his cock effectively killed the urges. But now, he had nothing to distract him.

Severus' breasts were tingling terribly, and in order to relieve them, he ran his palms over the tips of them and was rewarded with delicious little shocks of pleasure. The wizard gasped in surprise at the intensity of it.

"So this is what it feels like to Hermione to have her breasts caressed," he thought, his back arching slightly.

He had to admit it felt very good. Very, very good. The wizard began to explore the body he was in. It was quite a thorough education. He never knew the witch responded to caresses in such a powerful way. He didn't do much caressing, but decided that to do so would intensify his abilities as a lover if he were actually trying to bring a witch pleasure, which he rarely did. Her pleasure was always an unconscious side effect of his own quest for satisfaction. But considering Hermione was fucking Vlad, a contender for the title of "Best Fuck," Severus figured every little bit would help.

Finally, he slipped a hand to his core. It was soaked. He brought his glistening fingers to his mouth and tasted them. Gods. If only he had this ability to taste pussy whenever he wanted as a wizard…he'd be in heaven. He returned his hand to his center and started manipulating his clit, moaning in delight as thrill after thrill coursed through his writhing body. Severus was good at female masturbation because he knew exactly what to do to bring a witch to orgasm with his hands. But now he was learning how to prolong the pleasure because he could feel the effects of his fingers on different parts of his pussy.

Severus found himself wishing Hermione's body were double-jointed so he could get his tongue down there. Experimentally he inserted two fingers inside his hot tunnel and hissed at the sensation as his body arched. Such fullness with only two fingers. A cock would really hit the spot. He thrust back and forth, finding his hips rising and falling of their own accord. He moved his thumb back to his clit and found the combination exhilarating, powerful pulses of pleasure washing over him as that knot in his belly expanded and grew. The wizard's brow was covered in perspiration now as he desperately worked toward whatever end was approaching, moaning and hissing as he pleasured the body he was in. Suddenly he felt as if his body drew in upon itself, then a burst of sweetness exploded inside him and the wizard melted inwardly, shrieking as he orgasmed.

Severus seemed to spin away from his body for a moment, then fell back into an ocean of pleasure, his body feeling as if it were drifting gently. His release poured out of him, musky and hot, and the wizard brought his hand to his mouth again, tasting the sweetness of Hermione's body, savoring it before totally collapsing, his breasts rising and falling quickly in reaction to coming as a woman.

"Great Merlin's fuzzy balls," he panted as he came back to earth.

"That was fucking fantastic."

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Hermione returned four days later to find Severus sitting in the kitchen with a dark scowl on his face.

"What's wrong with you?" Hermione said, setting the briefcase of student parchments on the kitchen table and looking at the wizard curiously.

Severus looked up at her.

"Your body is sick. I've been aching all day and my stomach is cramping. I took several stomach soothers and …and…"

Severus suddenly stopped talking and stared at Hermione a moment.

"Did you cut my hair?" he shrieked at her.

Hermione looked at him. His shoulder-length locks were cut in a kind of pageboy, falling just below his ears, the front layered so it didn't fall into his eyes.

"Yes. It was entirely unmanageable," she said. "Plus, I think it looks good."

"Looks good? How dare you cut my hair!" Severus seethed, rising from the chair then doubling over, clutching his stomach.

Hermione's black eyes shifted to the calendar on the kitchen wall, then back at Severus.

"Your stomach isn't hurting you. Those are cramps. Your period is about to come on," she said as the wizard dropped heavily back into the chair.

"My what?" he groaned, rocking back and forth against the painful knotting inside him.

"Your period. Your menstrual cycle," she responded, smirking a bit.

Severus Snape on the rag. Oh, this was too good.

"Oh good gods," he spat, "Isn't there any way to stop it?"

Hermione looked at the suffering wizard for a moment.

"Yes. Pregnancy," she replied, smiling now.

"Fuck!" Severus hissed.

Hermione chuckled.

"Wait here," she said.

The witch exited the kitchen and walked to her bedroom. She then entered the bathroom and removed a small bottle from her medicinal potions cabinet. Then she opened the cabinet under the sink, hesitated over the box of tampons, then took a sanitary napkin out of a box beside them. She didn't want Severus shoving anything into her pussy…even a tampon. It might give him ideas. Hermione stuck the pad in her robes pocket and returned to the kitchen. Severus was still bent and rocking in the chair. The cramps must have been very painful. Hermione could almost sympathize. Almost, but not quite.

Smirking, Hermione pulled open the utensil drawer, took out a spoon, rinsed it off, then uncapped the bottle and poured a bit of the potion into the spoon. She set the bottle on the counter and approached Severus.

"Open up," she said, holding the spoon in front of his face.

"What is that?" he asked, squinting at the spoon.

"It's for cramps," she said, "It will make them go away."

Desperate for relief, Severus opened his mouth and Hermione slipped the spoon in.

Severus made a horrible face.

"That's disgusting," he spluttered after he swallowed the foul potion down.

"That's one of the costs of womanhood," Hermione responded.

Immediately the cramps disappeared.

"Oh, that's much better," Severus said, straightening.

Hermione reached into her pocket and pulled out the sanitary napkin, handing it to him.

"Oh dear Circe," the wizard said, holding the pad in his small hand. He knew what sanitary napkins were. He kept them in his office for emergencies when his female students ran out.

"Do you know how to use that?" she asked the wizard.

"Yes," he grumbled. "I put it in my knickers. I guess I'll have to put some on now."

Hermione raised her eyebrows.

"You aren't wearing knickers? I always wear knickers," she said to him, scowling. "It keeps my robes sanitary. You have to wear knickers, Severus."

The wizard scowled at her.

"The act of putting on knickers is one I can't get used to," he said in a low voice.

"Well, you better get used to it, or you'll have blood everywhere and stink of fish," Hermione replied. "I won't have my things ruined because you don't take care of yourself, or my body rather, properly."

"All right…all right. I'm going now," Severus said, standing up and exiting the kitchen.

"Make sure you wash first before you put that on," Hermione called after him. "And put on a bra too! You'll have my breasts hanging at my knees before I'm thirty."

Gods. She had to get him out of her body. There was no telling what the wizard had been doing to it these past few days. She knew he had to be exploring it. She certainly had been exploring his.

Severus made his way toward the witch's bedroom. He had been through Hermione's underwear drawer before hoping to find a pair of female boxers in the mix. No such luck. She either had plain cotton or fancy silk knickers.

Severus went through the drawer again, more thoroughly this time. He arched an eyebrow as he pulled out a pair of rather sheer crotchless knickers in Slytherin green. Now, who did she have these for? He put them back and pulled out a white bra and knickers. He was about to close the drawer, when he saw something flesh colored up in the far back right corner. He pulled the drawer out farther and slid the knickers over.

Damn. It was a dildo…a long one. Hm. Too bad he was on his period. Since experiencing what fingers felt like in the witch's pussy, Severus wasn't beyond testing a dildo on the witch's body. Maybe after his cycle was over he'd give it a try. He closed the drawer and walked into the bathroom and pulled Hermione's robe over his head. Naked, he looked down at his body. It was very fuckable.

He picked up a washcloth, turned on the basin and stuck it under the stream of water wetting it before applying soap. He washed his pussy thoroughly, though he took much longer than Hermione would have. Then he toweled off, picked up the pad, scowling, pulled off the adhesive strip on the bottom, then picked up the knickers. He wasn't sure if he should attach the pad to the knickers first or place it comfortably between his legs then slide the knickers on and press the crotch against the pad to adhere it. He went with comfort.

Then he struggled with Hermione's harness…or as she called it, bra. He had hell trying to reach around and fasten it. Finally, he fastened it first and pulled it over his head, thrusting his arms through the straps and pulling it down over his full breasts, then stuffing them inside. Good, he felt all tied up. Severus was glad he was a wizard. Witches just had too much shit to do concerning their bodies. Hermione walked into the bedroom just in time to see Severus standing in his underwear. He was about to pull his robes back on.

Hermione gasped.

"Severus! Look at my elbows and knees! They're so dry they're flaking. Having you been moisturizing?" she asked him.

"No. I haven't. Why should I?" he groused. "It's not like anyone is going to be smoothing their hands over your body while I'm in it. Except maybe me."

Hermione scowled at him, then strode into the bathroom, opened her vanity and took out a bottle of moisturizing lotion. Then she walked back by him snagging him by his arm and dragging him with her.

"Unhand me!" he cried, struggling ineffectively. Hermione threw him into the bed.

"Take off your bra," she said angrily.

Severus crossed his hands over his breasts.

"Why…why I will not!" he spat at her.

Hermione's black eyes grew hard and dangerous.

"Severus Snape, you will not turn my skin into sandpaper. I'm going to make sure it is fully moisturized," she seethed.

Hermione sat the bottle of lotion down on the nightstand.

"Now you either take that bra off, witch, or I'll take it off for you," she growled, unaware of her use of the word witch.

But Severus noticed it. Shit. His body was kicking in. This wasn't good. Rather than upset the witch further, Severus pulled his bra over his head, letting his full breasts fall into view. Hermione's eyes glinted as she looked at him.

"Lie down on your stomach and slide over," she said, picking up the bottle of lotion again, opening it and pouring some into her hand.

Severus complied, lying down in the bed, his face turned away from the witch. He felt his hair being lifted and moved aside, then large, warm, slightly roughened hands begin to smooth over his shoulders firmly, spreading the lotion over his skin. It felt very good.

Hermione worked the lotion into her body's skin, feeling the softness of it beneath her hands as she applied the moisturizer. She let out a breath as she added more lotion, smoothing it over the curve of her waist before lifting each arm and working it in, particularly over her scaly elbows.

Hermione lotioned the wizard's back, then slipped her hands under his knickers and massaged the full globes of his ass. Severus shifted beneath her touch, sighing. His entire body was tingling now as the witch intimately kneaded his body. Merlin, her hands felt good as they slid down his thighs, moving close to his core. For a moment, the wizard wished she would touch his pussy…but pushed the thought out of his mind. He was a man for gods sakes! A man shouldn't be turning him on…even if that man was himself.

"Turn over," Hermione said in a low voice.

She had been responding to caressing Severus as well, and had a huge hard-on. But she fought what she felt.

Severus flipped to his back, his amber eyes meeting Hermione's black ones. Hermione couldn't help but notice how sexy she really was, her petite body quite attractive with its large breasts and curvaceous hips. Her eyes fell to the chestnut patch of hair, and she felt a powerful throb.

Swallowing, the witch put more lotion on her hands and smoothed it over Severus' neck and shoulders, the wizard moving his head in order to give her more access to his skin, his lips slightly parting as he closed his eyes. His nipples hardened.

Hermione felt a powerful urge to kiss the wizard, but again fought it. It was…was unseemly. She wasn't a man after all, she was a woman for gods sakes! A woman shouldn't be turning her on…even if that woman was herself.

Hermione hissed as her hands moved over Severus' breasts and the wizard arched up reflexively, moaning. Hermione stared down at him and continued to caress his breasts for several minutes, watching him undulate, her eyes locking to his pelvis, which was rolling in a manner she was finding magnetic. Hermione licked her lips.

"You know, this is quite an interesting situation," Severus said suddenly. Hermione looked up at his face. His amber eyes were heated.

"What do you mean?" she replied, her voice quite raw as she finally moved her hands down to the wizard's stomach. He was still undulating.

"The female body is quite responsive to touch," the wizard said, looking up at her.

Hermione cleared her throat.

"The male body is quite responsive to touching a female body," she replied, slipping her hands under Severus' knickers and rubbing lotion into his skin.

She made sure not to touch his pussy. She wasn't sure if her body could stand it, menstrual cycle or not. She sped up her application of the lotion…wanting to end this before it got out of hand. Her body wanted to fuck, badly and she knew if it did, she would get pleasure from it.

It occurred to Hermione that this would be one hell of a way to pay Severus back for his misuse of her. Hell, he was planning on fucking her when their bodies switched back, in return for his silence about her uncontrolled experiment. He hadn't changed at all.

Hermione's eyes narrowed as she slid her fingers between the wizard's toes and listened to his sighs of pleasure. She made another decision

She was going to fuck Severus Snape before she switched them back.

And fuck him hard.

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A/N: Another "Woo Hah" chapter. Now we know some freaky, yummy lemons are coming up. Wow, this is a hoot to write. Please review.