Hard Times for Severus Snape - (Editing)
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The Demonstration
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Chapter 6 ~ The Demonstration
Hermione returned to the lab after taking out the last bag of niffler droppings. She stopped in front of the Professor and pulled down the bandana she tied around her nose in an attempt to dilute the pungent odor.
"I'm finished, Professor," she said, scowling at him as he bent over the cage of the niffler he had experimented on. "The cages are all clean."
"Good, good," Severus replied absently as he examined the dried stains on the exercise wheel. Then he said, "Come here, Miss Granger. Take a look at this."
Still grimacing because of having to clean twelve cages full of niffler shit, Hermione stalked over.
"Look at what?" she asked frowning.
"This is the niffler I tested the enhancement potion on yesterday," he said.
Interested, Hermione peered into the cage. The niffler looked fine itself, wriggling its nose at the witch and standing on its hind legs. But the exercise wheel had dried stains all over it.
"I keep the niffler cages immaculate," the Potions Master said. Hermione looked at him and snorted.
"Not according to what I just had to do," she said, wrinkling her nose at him.
"Different matter altogether," the Professor replied. "What do those stains look like to you?"
Hermione looked at the stains closely.
"Come stains," she said quietly. Then she looked at the Professor, "Obviously you didn't observe the niffler long enough, Professor. Seems like he had a little tryst with his exercise wheel. And there is much more semen here than a normal niffler could produce."
"Yes," Severus said, cocking his head at the niffler. He walked over to his desk and picked up a thick book of parchments. He walked back to Hermione.
"Here you go, Miss Granger. My research notes. You can sit at my desk. I need to brew another batch of potions. It will take several hours. You can read up while I work," he said.
But Hermione was already seated and reading the first page intently.
The Potions Master quirked his lips as he watched her. Hermione was still the same when it came to acquiring knowledge. She sucked it up into that sponge-like brain of hers like soup through a straw. He looked at her closely. She had really matured physically. She had lost the roundness of youth, her face was more angular. She had a small, full mouth. Her eyes were still wide and expressive. He could always tell what she was thinking by her eyes in class. In Hermione's case, they really were windows to the soul. He wondered how she would look during orgasm. He imagined beautiful.
The Potions Master turned toward his workspace and began setting up the items he'd need to brew another batch of the last male enhancement potion.
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Four hours later, Severus held up a bottle of newly brewed potion, one of four he had created. Hermione had finished reading his research, gasping at some of the horrible results. She closed the book and walked over to the Potions Master, standing next to him as he studied the bottle. Quirking her mouth mischievously, she looked up at him.
"Professor, did some of your subjects really have to stick their cocks in their socks in order to walk around?" she asked him, a look of amazement on her face.
"Yes," he hissed, irritated at the reminder.
Hermione grinned. "And the zombie cock? Did you really make your subjects' organs look like they belonged on dead people?"
"Miss Granger, you've read the research. You know the answers. Stop asking me about them," he said snarkily.
"I can't help it. It's funny," she laughed. Severus shot such a black scowl at her, she shut up immediately. Her eyes were still laughing however.
"The Potion is ready," he said, opening the bottle and drawing up half a dropper full. The niffler stood on his hind legs, sniffing anxiously.
"He certainly seems to want that," Hermione said thoughtfully, wondering if the potion was addictive. That would fall right into the Jekyll/Hyde scenario. Dr. Jekyll couldn't resist drinking the potion that turned him to Mr. Hyde. She kept the thought to herself as she watched the niffler greedily drink the potion down.
Both she and the Professor drew stools up to the counter and began observing the animal, Hermione writing down small details. In about two minutes, the niffler had an impressive little erection. The Professor nodded.
"See, a sustained erection," he said watching the creature licking himself.
"Hm. By the niffler's actions it seems that its erection requires stimulation. In other words, it's making the creature extremely randy. Did it have that kind of effect on you, Professor?" Hermione asked.
Severus cleared his throat, remembering how he had started masturbating.
"Yes, there was a marked increase in desire," he said quietly.
Hermione's amber eyes narrowed.
"How 'marked'?" she asked him.
"Very marked. But we can work on that aspect as well," the Professor said, reddening a little. He wasn't about to tell her he was wanking off like a sixth year.
"Well, a little lust along with the erection wouldn't hurt, as long as it was controllable. By the way the niffler is licking itself…it's being driven by desire. It has nothing to mate with," Hermione said.
Suddenly the niffler screamed and began convulsing on the floor of its cage.
"Merlin," Hermione breathed as the animal swelled up to three times its size, its teeth, claws and penis elongating, its eyes turning red. Hermione gasped as she saw the size of the animal's organ. It was as long and thick around as her pinky finger, which was huge for a niffler.
Severus was silent. If this is what happened to the niffler…
Hermione turned in her seat excitedly, writing as she looked at the Professor with mad eyes. He knew that expression. It was the look Hermione got when she discovered something worth investigating.
"Professor, this is amazing! We have to document the human transformation!" she exclaimed.
Suddenly the niffler mounted the exercise wheel, thrusting so hard and fast the entire cage was rattling. Hermione felt her face flushing as the Professor looked at her with his dark eyes. Neither said a word as they watch the niffler work on the wheel for over twenty minutes before it ejaculated for almost a full minute, covering the wheel in an unbelievable amount of spunk.
Hermione stared at the creature.
"It certainly had stamina," Hermione commented in a small voice.
She couldn't help mentally comparing what a man who had transformed would be capable of. What the Professor could be capable of. The niffler would have definitely injured a female of its own species if not killed her.
Severus was thinking along similar lines. If he had got hold of Hermione last night, he might have inadvertently killed her. If the niffler's body and organ became that large, how massive had he become? But still, this transformation warranted further investigation. He looked at Hermione who was red-faced. She must be thinking about how he would have ravished her.
"Miss Granger, I believe you are right. We need to document the human transformation. There is only one way we can do it. I will have to drink the potion, transform and you will have to observe me," he said looking at her.
Hermione blanched.
"Did you see how big that niffler got? How could I safely observe you in that condition? You'd grab me and split me in half, Professor," she said, her eyes wide.
Severus looked at her and thought that he wouldn't mind splitting her in half under normal conditions. He shook the lusty thought from his mind. The potion must still be having an effect on him.
"I would need to be restrained, then given the potion," he said thoughtfully.
"But we have no idea how powerful you'll become. You might break the restraints, and where would I be? In a world of trouble, that's where," the witch said, answering her own question. "Plus where would we get restraints big enough? Filch, as twisted as he is wouldn't have manacles that size."
"We would need magical manacles, that adjust to the size of the wrists and ankles of the person they hold," he said. "But I have an idea how we can do this safely and immediately," the Potions Master said, beginning to gather up the potions.
Hermione looked him. He turned to her imperiously.
"You are aware, Miss Granger, that this observation may well require you to see me naked and engaged in some rather intimate activities," he said. "More than likely I will react much like the niffler, except I can't lick myself. Are you mature enough to handle seeing me naked?" he asked her, scrutinizing the witch carefully.
"Hell yes," Hermione thought. She'd wanted to see what was under the Professor's robes for years. She was extremely curious about him.
She straightened and put on her most mature mien.
"Yes, I am familiar with the male anatomy, sir. You can't be much different than any other human male," she replied smoothly.
The Potions Master arched an eyebrow at her. What he was packing made him different than most other males by several inches. He found himself looking forward to her reaction.
"Not much," he replied evenly. He turned with a billow of robes, picking up his research as he did so. "Come along, Miss Granger. Let's get to it."
Hermione hesitated. She needed to gather some items for observation.
"Wait, Professor, I need to get some equipment together," she said as he walked toward the door.
Severus turned back to her, his dark eyes meeting hers in such a way that she felt warmth spreading across her belly. He was a very sexy wizard.
"You need take nothing with you, Miss Granger. Where we're going all we need will be provided," he said silkily.
"And where is that, Professor?" Hermione asked.
He smirked.
"The Room of Requirement, of course."
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A/N: Lusty thoughts all around. Well, they are on their way to the ROR. Hermione will get to see the Potions Master naked, probably engaged in a little self-maintenance. Heh heh. She'll also get the chance to see him transformed. Bet that will be scary for her. I wonder what the room will provide to protect her? Well, we'll see next chapter, won't we? Please review. And a big juicy "THANK YOU" to all those who have. That's my adrenaline. :)
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Chapter 6 ~ The Demonstration
Hermione returned to the lab after taking out the last bag of niffler droppings. She stopped in front of the Professor and pulled down the bandana she tied around her nose in an attempt to dilute the pungent odor.
"I'm finished, Professor," she said, scowling at him as he bent over the cage of the niffler he had experimented on. "The cages are all clean."
"Good, good," Severus replied absently as he examined the dried stains on the exercise wheel. Then he said, "Come here, Miss Granger. Take a look at this."
Still grimacing because of having to clean twelve cages full of niffler shit, Hermione stalked over.
"Look at what?" she asked frowning.
"This is the niffler I tested the enhancement potion on yesterday," he said.
Interested, Hermione peered into the cage. The niffler looked fine itself, wriggling its nose at the witch and standing on its hind legs. But the exercise wheel had dried stains all over it.
"I keep the niffler cages immaculate," the Potions Master said. Hermione looked at him and snorted.
"Not according to what I just had to do," she said, wrinkling her nose at him.
"Different matter altogether," the Professor replied. "What do those stains look like to you?"
Hermione looked at the stains closely.
"Come stains," she said quietly. Then she looked at the Professor, "Obviously you didn't observe the niffler long enough, Professor. Seems like he had a little tryst with his exercise wheel. And there is much more semen here than a normal niffler could produce."
"Yes," Severus said, cocking his head at the niffler. He walked over to his desk and picked up a thick book of parchments. He walked back to Hermione.
"Here you go, Miss Granger. My research notes. You can sit at my desk. I need to brew another batch of potions. It will take several hours. You can read up while I work," he said.
But Hermione was already seated and reading the first page intently.
The Potions Master quirked his lips as he watched her. Hermione was still the same when it came to acquiring knowledge. She sucked it up into that sponge-like brain of hers like soup through a straw. He looked at her closely. She had really matured physically. She had lost the roundness of youth, her face was more angular. She had a small, full mouth. Her eyes were still wide and expressive. He could always tell what she was thinking by her eyes in class. In Hermione's case, they really were windows to the soul. He wondered how she would look during orgasm. He imagined beautiful.
The Potions Master turned toward his workspace and began setting up the items he'd need to brew another batch of the last male enhancement potion.
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Four hours later, Severus held up a bottle of newly brewed potion, one of four he had created. Hermione had finished reading his research, gasping at some of the horrible results. She closed the book and walked over to the Potions Master, standing next to him as he studied the bottle. Quirking her mouth mischievously, she looked up at him.
"Professor, did some of your subjects really have to stick their cocks in their socks in order to walk around?" she asked him, a look of amazement on her face.
"Yes," he hissed, irritated at the reminder.
Hermione grinned. "And the zombie cock? Did you really make your subjects' organs look like they belonged on dead people?"
"Miss Granger, you've read the research. You know the answers. Stop asking me about them," he said snarkily.
"I can't help it. It's funny," she laughed. Severus shot such a black scowl at her, she shut up immediately. Her eyes were still laughing however.
"The Potion is ready," he said, opening the bottle and drawing up half a dropper full. The niffler stood on his hind legs, sniffing anxiously.
"He certainly seems to want that," Hermione said thoughtfully, wondering if the potion was addictive. That would fall right into the Jekyll/Hyde scenario. Dr. Jekyll couldn't resist drinking the potion that turned him to Mr. Hyde. She kept the thought to herself as she watched the niffler greedily drink the potion down.
Both she and the Professor drew stools up to the counter and began observing the animal, Hermione writing down small details. In about two minutes, the niffler had an impressive little erection. The Professor nodded.
"See, a sustained erection," he said watching the creature licking himself.
"Hm. By the niffler's actions it seems that its erection requires stimulation. In other words, it's making the creature extremely randy. Did it have that kind of effect on you, Professor?" Hermione asked.
Severus cleared his throat, remembering how he had started masturbating.
"Yes, there was a marked increase in desire," he said quietly.
Hermione's amber eyes narrowed.
"How 'marked'?" she asked him.
"Very marked. But we can work on that aspect as well," the Professor said, reddening a little. He wasn't about to tell her he was wanking off like a sixth year.
"Well, a little lust along with the erection wouldn't hurt, as long as it was controllable. By the way the niffler is licking itself…it's being driven by desire. It has nothing to mate with," Hermione said.
Suddenly the niffler screamed and began convulsing on the floor of its cage.
"Merlin," Hermione breathed as the animal swelled up to three times its size, its teeth, claws and penis elongating, its eyes turning red. Hermione gasped as she saw the size of the animal's organ. It was as long and thick around as her pinky finger, which was huge for a niffler.
Severus was silent. If this is what happened to the niffler…
Hermione turned in her seat excitedly, writing as she looked at the Professor with mad eyes. He knew that expression. It was the look Hermione got when she discovered something worth investigating.
"Professor, this is amazing! We have to document the human transformation!" she exclaimed.
Suddenly the niffler mounted the exercise wheel, thrusting so hard and fast the entire cage was rattling. Hermione felt her face flushing as the Professor looked at her with his dark eyes. Neither said a word as they watch the niffler work on the wheel for over twenty minutes before it ejaculated for almost a full minute, covering the wheel in an unbelievable amount of spunk.
Hermione stared at the creature.
"It certainly had stamina," Hermione commented in a small voice.
She couldn't help mentally comparing what a man who had transformed would be capable of. What the Professor could be capable of. The niffler would have definitely injured a female of its own species if not killed her.
Severus was thinking along similar lines. If he had got hold of Hermione last night, he might have inadvertently killed her. If the niffler's body and organ became that large, how massive had he become? But still, this transformation warranted further investigation. He looked at Hermione who was red-faced. She must be thinking about how he would have ravished her.
"Miss Granger, I believe you are right. We need to document the human transformation. There is only one way we can do it. I will have to drink the potion, transform and you will have to observe me," he said looking at her.
Hermione blanched.
"Did you see how big that niffler got? How could I safely observe you in that condition? You'd grab me and split me in half, Professor," she said, her eyes wide.
Severus looked at her and thought that he wouldn't mind splitting her in half under normal conditions. He shook the lusty thought from his mind. The potion must still be having an effect on him.
"I would need to be restrained, then given the potion," he said thoughtfully.
"But we have no idea how powerful you'll become. You might break the restraints, and where would I be? In a world of trouble, that's where," the witch said, answering her own question. "Plus where would we get restraints big enough? Filch, as twisted as he is wouldn't have manacles that size."
"We would need magical manacles, that adjust to the size of the wrists and ankles of the person they hold," he said. "But I have an idea how we can do this safely and immediately," the Potions Master said, beginning to gather up the potions.
Hermione looked him. He turned to her imperiously.
"You are aware, Miss Granger, that this observation may well require you to see me naked and engaged in some rather intimate activities," he said. "More than likely I will react much like the niffler, except I can't lick myself. Are you mature enough to handle seeing me naked?" he asked her, scrutinizing the witch carefully.
"Hell yes," Hermione thought. She'd wanted to see what was under the Professor's robes for years. She was extremely curious about him.
She straightened and put on her most mature mien.
"Yes, I am familiar with the male anatomy, sir. You can't be much different than any other human male," she replied smoothly.
The Potions Master arched an eyebrow at her. What he was packing made him different than most other males by several inches. He found himself looking forward to her reaction.
"Not much," he replied evenly. He turned with a billow of robes, picking up his research as he did so. "Come along, Miss Granger. Let's get to it."
Hermione hesitated. She needed to gather some items for observation.
"Wait, Professor, I need to get some equipment together," she said as he walked toward the door.
Severus turned back to her, his dark eyes meeting hers in such a way that she felt warmth spreading across her belly. He was a very sexy wizard.
"You need take nothing with you, Miss Granger. Where we're going all we need will be provided," he said silkily.
"And where is that, Professor?" Hermione asked.
He smirked.
"The Room of Requirement, of course."
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A/N: Lusty thoughts all around. Well, they are on their way to the ROR. Hermione will get to see the Potions Master naked, probably engaged in a little self-maintenance. Heh heh. She'll also get the chance to see him transformed. Bet that will be scary for her. I wonder what the room will provide to protect her? Well, we'll see next chapter, won't we? Please review. And a big juicy "THANK YOU" to all those who have. That's my adrenaline. :)