Horny Hermione The Beginning Revised
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Introduction: Revised version. Hermione is caught by Greyback during a full moon. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. These stories are strictly for entertainment purposes. Dont sue me, I have no money.
WARNING: These stories are just fantasies but well be dealing with mind-control, non-consent, public sex, and whatever else I want to right. Heed any warnings I put up. Ill try to make each story in the series a stand-alone so if you dont like something happening in it, you can just go to the next series. I will be altering facts to suit my purpose. This is Hermiones 7th year. Book 7 hasnt happened. So theyre all at the school. McGonagall is headmistress, Snape teaches DADA and was never seen killing Dumbledore, etc, etc, etc. Hermione is 17 years old in this and shell always be with older men, Lucius, teachers, etc. If thats not what youre looking for, this isnt the story for you.
Coupling: Hermione/Greyback, Hermione/Hagrid
Monster: Werewolf
NOTE: This is out of order. It came into my head and I just had to write it. Enjoy.
Im reposting this story after rewriting it. Im sure there are still some errors to the story, but this is a hobby. The first time I posted it, I was in a hurry. I hope its better now.
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It was the first Hogsmeade weekend of the year and Hermione grabbed her cloak and hurried down to the front of the castle. Filch was in his usual position by the front doors, checking permission slips.
Shed avoided him as much as possible the past few weeks but he had a true knack for finding her. Now she had to willingly walk up to him and hand him her permission slip.
His hand slipped across her large breasts ever so slightly as he gave her a lusty leer, running his tongue along his yellowing teeth. Ill be searching you for Weasleys jokes extra well tonight. He said it like a promise. Leaning in, he added in a soft whisper. Little slut.
The words made her pussy tingle and her cheeks flare. Not meeting his eyes, she fled the castle. There was no help for her there.
Anytime she tried to find help, either they took advantage of her condition, fucking her at every opportunity, or Filch got to them with that dreaded orchid before anything could be done, turning them into the lustying bimbos shed become.
As soon as she hit the boarder that separated Hogwarts from the rest of the world, Hermione ducked into the woods. Turning swiftly, she apperated to the Leaky Cauldron.
When none of the books have proven fruitful at the library, Hermione realized that her only hope probably lay in the dark arts. A place like Knockturn Alley was probably where the orchid had been purchased in the first place so Knockturn Alley was exactly where she would go.
Pulling her hood up over her curly brown hair, she kept her face ducked low as she hurried from the Leaky Cauldron, through Daigon Alley and to the forbidding darkness that was Knockturn.
It was already growing dark there. Itd taken her longer to get out of the castle then she thought it would. Thats what happened when you were trying to avoid men. Even then, the Weasley Twins had double teamed her before shed made it to the doors, waylaying her for hours.
The memory of sucking one twin off while the other took her from behind made her pussy wet. The plants power kept her at a heightened state of arousal and already she craved a dick again.
Even as the thought passed through her mind, a sharp-nailed hand wrapped around her throat, pulling her back against a hard chest. The rough hand moved from her throat to her mouth, stifling her scream. A deep growl escaped her captors chest as he breathed in her scent. If it isnt Hermione Granger, the familiar voice of Fenrir Greyback growled in her ear. Does no good for you to scream here. Youre far away from the protection of Hogwarts.
He sniffed the air again, his breath moving her hair. Heart pounding in her ears, Hermione felt his dick hardening against her back. The hand around her mouth slipped back around her throat.
That excites you, doesnt it, muggle whore? he demanded. I smell your arousal. The hand that had been holding her against him moved lower, slipping under her skirt, his sharp nails ripping away her panties easily. Feel how wet you are, he said, his fingertips slowly playing with her clit. His cock jumped against her back. His voice was deepening.
Please, let me go, she said, hating how small her voice sounded and hating even more how good his fingers felt. How much she wanted him to touch her more. The vile man whod killed so many.
His chuckle was deep and rumbling, she felt it through her entire being. Do you know what tonight is? He asked. Turning, she saw the wicked gleam in his animalistic eyes. As he flashed her a grin, she saw his teeth sharpening as black hair spread over his face.
The full moon, she gasped.
Have you ever been fucked by a werewolf after hes turned? Fenrir growled.
No! Hermione screamed, the duel meaning of the word lost on her as she struggling in his iron-grip. Shed have never gotten free on her own. He let her go. Running, she spared only a small glance back to see Fenrir was fully transforming into a wolf-like man, his large claws ripping his clothes.
She made it out of the alley and started pushing through a group of hags when Greyback bound out of the alley. He let out a loud howl, startling everyone in Knockturn who shots off in all directions, fleeing the wolf. But Greyback had eyes for only one magical morsel this evening.
Hermione was jostled left and right as she tried to make her way through the panicked crowd. She just needed to make it into a shop and shed be okay. Shed be safe. From the werewolf at least.
Move! one man shouted, pushing her hard. Stumbling on the cobblestones, Hermione landed on all fours. Wincing as she tried to crawl away but another howl issued through the night air. Large, beast-like hands grabbed her waste, pulling her back. She felt warm fur at her ass.
No! she cried, Somebody help!
But the other witches and wizards and whatever other creatures lurked in Knockturn had already fled.
Looking back, she saw Greyback was now covered in thick black fur. A mixture of wolf and man, loomed over her larger than ever. One hand held her back, keeping her from escaping while his canine nose sniffed the air, working its way down to her exposed pussy.
No, Hermione said, struggling to get away. His long tongue gave her a long lick and her protest quickly turned into a moan. On all fours, she was revolted as the werewolf began to lick at her pussy, his rough tongue creasing her clit. Her body shuttered in pleasure. How could she be enjoying this?
As his inhumane tongue began to work in and out of her cunt, Hermiones hips began to buck against his face, wanting that tongue deeper, harder. No, she moaned, protesting against what was being done to her and the fact that she was enjoying it.
Greyback growled as he worked his tongue in and out of her tight hole. His large, black cock growing to full length. He was going to make this little witch his bitch. He was going to tear up that pussy as only a werewolf could.
When he shifted away from her cunt, Hermione actually groaned in protest. Shed been so close to cumming on that amazing tongue.
But then he was on top of her and she felt his large dick seeking out her pussy. No, She groaned again, but his large hands clamped down on her shoulders, forcing her face onto the ground and making it impossible for her to move away.
His dick found home, sliding deep into her cunt, spreading her pussy lips. In a shop window, she could see a few wizards watching them, their dicks out as they jacked off to her being fucked by a werewolf.
The window reflected the act. Of Greyback holding her down and humping her. Hed started out slow but now he sped up, fucking her hard and fast, his monster cock pounding her with no mercy. He howled his possessiveness as he fucked her. God help her, she enjoyed it.
She enjoyed being fucked by a werewolf. She enjoyed the men watching her, jacking off at the sight. She enjoyed her reflection in the mirror, the helpless girl being savaged by the beast.
Greybacks hands moved from her shoulders to her hips, holding her still as he slammed his hard cock into her wet pussy for all he was worth. With a growl of triumph, he unleashed his load, sending ropes of thick hot cum deep into her cunt.
Hermione screamed as she came with him, her pussy milking his cock for every drop of cum. She wanted more. Needed more.
Suddenly, a flash of red light shot past her and Greyback collapsed on top of her. Struggling under the weight of the passed out werewolf, she was released when someone lifted him off her.
Looking up she saw Hagrid standing there, pink umbrella in hand. He looked at her for a moment before picking her up.
Hagrid, thank you, she said gratefully as he held her in his arms. She felt his thick thumb slip between her pussy lips. Hagrid, careful. Her body shuttered as the pad of his thumb caught her clit and he began messaging it as he carried her into a dark alley.
Ye like that, dont ye, ya little ore, he growled, his words taking her by surprise as his thumb rammed into her cunt.
She moaned despite herself. Hagrid, what&hellip,?
I saw ye cum for that werewolf, he said, his tone harsh as his thumb fucked her cunt. Saw ye watchin those men wank off to ye. You liked it. Liked being fucked by a beast.
Pressing her against the wall, he easily held her with one hand as he unleashed his monster cock with the other. It was the largest dick shed ever seen. Thick and long. A giants cock.
Look how hard ye got me? Hagrid demanded. There was no way she could miss that dick. Removing his thumb, he lined her cunt with his cock.
Hagrid, what are you doing? Stop it. Youre my friend, Hermione protested, struggling in his iron grip.
He slammed his cock home. If Greyback hadnt prepared her, she might have been ripped in two. I got some more beasts to show you, Hagrid said, moving her body up and down his massive dick. She was little more than a fuck toy in his hands. Were going to have lots of fun, ermione, he said, groaning in pleasure. Watching that wolf fuck you, watching how you enjoyed it, oh yes. Were going to have lost of fun. He growled on that last word as he came in her. He had a particular fetish, Hagrid did. He loved watching hot young girls getting fucked by his beast. And with Hermiones new tits and sweet ass, there was none hotter than her.
His problem was&hellip, which beasts should be first?
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Do you have any requests for Hagrids pets youd like to see her fuck? What about people? Let me know in the comments what you like and if I like it, Ill write it.
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“Hermione, get out of the way!” he yelled, but his warning came moments too late. The murky colored spell hit Hermione dead on, knocking her backwards off her feet. Harry rushed toward her, regretting this impromptu meeting in the Shrieking Shack. "Her…mione…” Harry trailed off as he got a good look at what had happened to his best friend. A look of surprise was permanently etched onto her face, as if she could not believe Harry had done this to her. Her skin appeared to have...
Pansy woke to the sound of whimpering and opened her eyes to the sight of her husband fucking their pets arse. She loved to see her husband fuck the pet that had once been her number enemy. Once upon a time the pet would resist and fight back but over the years she had been broken and was now happy to be used in any way her owners wanted. Having woken up properly. Pansy moved to the edge of the bed,spread her legs and watched as the pet moved her face to her mistress' pussy....
Herman to Hermione -------------------- My name is Herman and this is my story. I am a 28 year old living in Dubai with my wife. Its been 4 years since we have been married and Julia and we both have a very good sex life. I met her one night while I was bar-hopping with a couple of mates and the same night we were all over each other like a couple of jack-rabbits. As I said sex has never been dull for the both of us and Julia likes to think up of new ways to keep the magic alive....
Amber was shocked at the news! She was just told by her boss that her job was being eliminated. What on earth was she going to do now? Even with a regular paycheck she barely got by.The next day she went to the unemployment office and she was told she would get some weekly benefits but then they told her how much. That would never pay her rent or put food on the table.As the next few days went by she dreaded telling her landlord that she would not be able to pay him. He seemed like a nice...
This story has been reposted due to xhamster having converted every comma in the original post into a question mark for some unknown and baffling reason.Introductory notes; The following piece is an extract from my novel "Sarah's Garden". It is not a work of erotica as such so if you've come here looking for erotic stimulation then I apologise. Instead this piece is posted as a sort of exploratory discussion of transgenderism. Since I have been posting my work on this site I have had the...
**** (All characters in this fictional work and in oncoming continuation of said work are at least 18 years of age) **** They can't understand._ Maybe they do not want to understand. Yet you don't deem it much as something you should care about. Sure, you have neither seen nor exchanged anything besides a few 3-words-long text messages with your friends and family in a while. Understandably, though, since you are busy. You are in love, John Doe._ And who could blame you for wanting to embrace...
As Pavel marched through the library many could see she was very unhappy, She had just been told off by Granger for the third time this week. As she pouted she said to herself "Grr so what if she was making out with another guy, it's not like that was a crime. yes maybe she shouldn't have been doing it in the restricted section but that wasn't the point." As she grabbed a book "it not like she hasn't done the same thing with Harry" while thinking of the teenaged heartthrob. As her thoughts...
Mind ControlIt was 3 days before Hagrid approached Hermione at the Gryffenwhore table as supper was about to start. Her pussy began juicing up as she looked up at him. "Hermione, I have to go to Romania early in the morning for something and I'm going to stop and see Charlie Weasley and the dragons that are cared for there. I thought with your interest in the animals that you would like to come along. I've asked the Headmaster and have his permission to take you with me. Like I said, I'm leaving early...
Introduction: The title is a joke the man is a Monster Im reposting, I missed the major theme. Sorry, first story, Ill get better…I promise. Good evening young ladies, I greeted the two of them as I came in the front door. My twelve-year-old daughter Martha and her best buddy Jamie James. Jamie was staying the night, her mother had a date and expected to be coming in late. That was fine with me, I liked Jamie, she and Marti had been friends since first grade, she was a good kid. Hi Daddy,...
Introduction: This is a repost, complete in its entirety My name is Charlie. Im a 65 year old widower, living in an assisted care facility. I have lived here ever since I suffered a stroke, and now have only three months or so to live. They found I had lung cancer about a month ago. I had let it go for so long that, by the time they discovered it, it has spread throughout my body, causing my stroke, and leaving me an invalid in this house. So they said to make any arrangements I needed to make...
This is a repost of an earlier piece since in the original post all the apostrophes and speech marks have been converted by the site into question marks for some reason. Thursday morning dawned grey and overcast and there had been rain overnight. From the windows of Waterstone House the view was unappealing. The outside was dark and damp and a light drizzle streaked the windowpanes. It didn’t seem likely to be a day that would inspire adventures out of doors. Debra was disappointed at that for...
Bitched Out by a Bitchmaker II (The Fuck Puppet)By Cy BlackI opened my door and saw this little slut as she stood there with this sheepish look on her face. “Hi Simba” She stated as she stared down at my bare feet.I could have taken a victory lap, but I preferred to let this little broken bitch squirm for a while. “What the fuck you want here faggot?” I snapped. “You said I should come over at 5:45 pm.” She stated meekly.“And you said like that’s gonna happen. So, let me guess…you’ve had a...
Trevor hadn't told them anything, except his mother's name, Rhonda. Alicia opened the door, smiling at Trevor, whose virginity she had taken hours earlier. Beside him stood a beautiful black woman, her hair hanging in waves past her shoulders. She had full, plump lips, large breasts that were at least a D cup, wide hips and a thick ass. "Welcome to our home. You must be Rhonda", Alicia said, shaking the woman's hand. "Pleased to meet you. You must be Alicia", Rhonda said. As Alicia...