‘I’m sorry Miss Granger, but there’s nothing else I can give you… Maybe next time you should be more careful with your clothes’ said Madam Pomfrey, obviously not buying Hermione’s flimsy story. Hermione’s gown was not nearly long enough to cover her tight ass, pussy and pubic patch. The walk up to Gryffindor Tower was going to be a long one, thought Hermione as Madam Pomfrey continued to look for a burn healing gel.
‘Darn! It looks like I’m all out of the burn gel Miss Granger… You’re going to have to go down to Professor Snape in the dungeons and pick some up for yourself’ Madam Pomfrey said to Hermione, turning around with a disappointed smile on her face. Hermione opened her mouth to protest, but was interrupted by Madam Pomfrey again, ‘Oh… If you could pick up the batch of pregnancy potion Professor Snape has concocted, that would be great!’ said Madam Pomfrey with a smile on her face. Madam Pomfrey had asked Snape to brew up several batches of pregnancy potion for her after Cho Chang and Pansy Parkinson used her last two to avert pregnancy. Cho had told Madam Pomfrey that she had woken up in the Owlery with cum in her pussy so she decided it best to be safe, while Pansy told her that her boyfriend had told her to take the potion and not get pregnant. Malfoy was more than happy to splooge deep in Pansy’s vulnerable womb, but had not plans on raising any little Malfoy’s anytime soon. Before Hermione could object, Madam Pomfrey nudged her from the hospital wing and out the door.
‘There she is!’ cried a few second year boys who had followed Hermione to the hospital wing and had waited for her to exit. Hermione pulled her hospital gown down as far as it could but couldn’t cover up her pussy or ass. The boys pointed and stared at Hermione’s gorgeous figure; none of them pulled out their cocks like the first boy had, but a few of them got in a few quick gropes of her ass and pussy as she ran down the steps towards the dungeons. She made it down the stairs and opened the dungeon door, stepping inside and closing the door behind her, blocking the pestering second years from following her any further.
Hermione stealthily snuck through the dark dungeon halls, hiding from the view of any Slytherin students in the process. She was lucky enough to avoid any Slytherins, but when she finally made it to Snape’s little disgusting office, she knew she had no explanation for her appearance. Before she could stop and think up any viable excuse, Snape opened the door to his office and looked at Hermione’s appearance in complete surprise. Hermione could see his eyes dart down to her puffy little pubic patch through his greasy black curtain of hair.
‘Skrewts… Burns… Pregnancy potions’ blurted out Hermione, confused and stammering on the spot.
‘ENTER!’ commanded Snape, seeing an excellent opportunity to have a little fun. Hermione entered Snape’s office still trying to cover herself up, but was disgusted by what she saw. The walls and shelves in the office were covered with disgusting bottled ingredients and organs.
‘I suppose you’re here to pick up the pregnancy potions I have brewed for Madam Pomfrey… No doubt you are responsibility for the shortage’ said Snape with a smirk on his face.
‘No… I’m here to get some burn gel and the pregnancy potion’ Hermione responded embarrassed.
‘Where are you burned then’ Snape said, looking once more at Hermione’s pussy.
‘On my hands and my legs’ Hermione said, showing Snape her hands and her inner thighs, both burned by the Skrewts.
‘I’ll have to apply the gel myself’ said Snape, pulling a jar of the burn gel from one of the shelves and turning around with a smirk on his face. He of course didn’t have to apply the gel, but any opportunity to cop a feel was a good opportunity.
‘But…’ started Hermione, but she quickly resigned her complaint after she felt Snape’s cold long fingers grope her inner thighs and massage the gel into her skin. It felt good on Hermione’s stinging burns, especially when Snape’s fingers found their way a little too close to her pussy. ‘Professsor!’ started Hermione, aware that his fingers were extremely close to her tight teen pussy.
‘Petrificus Paralysis!’ shouted Snape, hitting Hermione with a freezing spell. Snape was tired of just feeling up the young witch and wanted to have a little more fun. The spell he had cast had totally frozen Hermione in the spot she was standing.
Hermione couldn’t move, couldn’t speak and couldn’t do anything at all as Snape walked around the frozen half naked witch. Snape gave her ass a swift slap, and to Hermione’s horror, she could feel the sting from the contact, but couldn’t scream out in pain. Snape took a long walk around Hermione, taking in every detail of Hermione’s gorgeous body before making another snide comment.
‘Looks like I’m going to have to teach you a few lessons Miss Granger and this way you won’t be able to open your mouth like a little miss know-it-all’ Snape said, as he pulled off Hermione’s tiny gown and gave her right breast a quick squeeze. Hermione wanted to scream out for help, but in the deep reaches of her mind she wanted Snape to continue.
Snape used his hands to contort her body, so she was bending over with her head at crotch level with Snape’s cock. She knew exactly what he was up to when she saw Snape unzip his pants and pull them down to reveal his six inch hard cock. Hermione gulped and got ready for what surely was about to be a hard face fucking. She was exactly right as Snape pushed the tip of his cock against Hermione’s tight lips until her mouth dutifully opened and she accepted a few inches of Snape’s hard shaft. Hermione couldn’t do a thing as Snape grabbed her hair and forced his entire cock into her mouth, blocking her airway temporarily. Hermione gagged and sputtered, but was completely at the mercy of Snape’s will. Snape moved his hips back and forth, using his hands to slam Hermione’s head back and forth into his thrusting hips. Snape could feel Hermione’s drool running down his shaft and balls as he continued to face fuck her for the next five minutes. Hermione was exhausted when she finally felt Snape let up and pull his saliva coated cock from her mouth, allowing her to catch her breath for the briefest moment.
‘Not bad for a Muggle!’ said Snape, looking like he was ready to blow any second. Hermione struggled to break free from Snape’s curse to escape, but was still trapped in paralysis. Snape walked up behind her and picked her up, moving her entire body towards his desk. He pushed Hermione further over so her face was on his desk and her ass sticking straight up in the air. Snape got onto his knees and buried his face in Hermione’s pussy, which made Hermione want to moan at the touch of his wet and warm tongue. ‘Mmmmm… not a bad taste either!’ mumbled Snape, licking his lips and delving his tongue back into Hermione’s tight cunt. It took only a few minutes before Hermione couldn’t hold the flood gates back anymore and released her juices all over Snape’s face.