Harry’s Undoing

Chapter Six

Holly’s uniform dissolved into smoke, as did Ginny’s. It felt like a cold wind blowing across her body, and Holly blushed as she felt her nipples - now puffy and sensitive- harden. Goosebumps ran across her skin, and she saw that Ginny was slick with arousal.

“You are a delectable little thing, aren’t you?” Tom asked as he groped Holly’s ass. She was hard inside her cage, naked save for it and the collar around her neck. With a sudden burst of force he pushed Holly up against the rough stone wall. Her newly sensitive nipples rubbed painfully against it as Tom put an arm around her neck. Holly’s hands, in a blind panic, went to try and remove it. Her feet kicked in the air as Tom leered at her struggles.

With one powerful thrust he was inside her. There were no words after that, no sweet lies or harsh orders. Just painful, rapid thrusts into her ass. Just Tom’s arm around her throat, her feet kicking in the air. Watery cum dribbled out of her cage as she struggled, dripping down her thighs as she came from the violent rape. 

Then, Tom let her breathe again. Holly felt him spill thick, warm cum into her. She felt him pull out of her, felt his seed coat her pale thighs. She collapsed to the floor, defeated and thoroughly fucked. 

“It seems we both enjoyed that, Holly. Ginny, why don’t you clean your girlfriend up?” He said, and Ginny crawled over to Holly. The younger girl’s tongue licked the cum from Holly’s thighs and ass, then they kissed. Their tongues met in a bath of warm, thick cum. “Ah, young love,” Tom said, smirking. “Our time grows short, at least together. Fear not, for we shall meet again soon,” Tom said.

They woke in Ginny’s bed, and Holly noted with embarrassment that she’d dribbled almost-clear cum onto Ginny’s sheets. Slowly, she bent down and licked it up. Now that she’d tasted a real man’s cum, she knew that the potion Snape was feeding her had removed her ability to get a girl pregnant. She didn’t mind, though. In fact, she found the idea of Snape moulding her body to suit his tastes aroused her greatly. 

“You were so lucky, Holly! How - how was he?” Ginny pouted.  Holly blushed as she felt a phantom soreness in her ass. 

“It hurt so bad when he choked me, but it felt so good...” Holly said wistfully, holding a hand gently to her throat. “I know you didn’t get to, um, finish. I - I could...”

“You’re a little locked up for that,” Ginny said, giggling.

“Not - not like that. I could use my - my mouth,” Holly said, blushing. Ginny blushed too at that, but nodded. She lay back against the pillows and spread her legs open. Ever so gently, tenderly, she put a hand on Holly’s head and guided her down.

Holly’s first attempts were cautious little licks, and she found the taste of Ginny surprising. It was different from cum, but there was still that pleasant unpleasantness about it. Then she started to get more daring, her tongue darting out and circling Ginny’s sensitive spots. Soon she gripped Holly’s hair tight and closed her legs around Holly’s head. With a high moan, Ginny came.

Impishly, Holly darted up and kissed Ginny on her mouth. They shared the taste of her as they had the taste of Tom. 

In the morning, Holly awoke to the panties she now wore to sleep being pulled down. She was groggy for a moment, before she realised who was doing it. Ron had moved her so that she was face down, and with a grunt he pulled her legs and ass off the bed. She was now lying across it, and he muttered a spell Holly was growing familiar with. Slickness coated her ass, and then Ron was inside his former best friend.

He didn’t speak to her as he used her - Holly knew she was merely a wet, warm hole for him. The sense of debasement, of destroying her friendships on Snape’s orders, made her spray clear, watery cum across the side of her bed. Ron finished soon after, and she cleaned him and her bed with her mouth. The taste of her own ass and Ron’s cum nearly made her orgasm a second time, but she managed not to stain her panties. 

Holly knew this was going to be her new morning routine, and she loved it. 

The next evening, they stood in Snape’s office once again. Holly had drunk another dose of potion, eager to see how it would mould her further. She hoped her breasts would grow beyond the beestings they currently were - Hermione and Lavender in her year were already beginning to grow beyond that stage. 

“My my, you have been a naughty pair of whores - pleasuring Miss Weasley is against the rules, Miss Potter. I think I shall have to find a... suitable punishment for the two of you,” Snape said. Holly and Ginny gulped, knowing that they were in big trouble.

“We’re sorry, sir,” Holly said, meekly. Ginny nodded.

“I think something truly humiliating is in order... yes, that will do it. I can have Poppy claim you’ve come down with something for a few days easily enough. I think Slytherin is in need to some replacement urinals, and the two of you fit the part just right...”