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Revenge is Sweet Written by SSK Tags: Futanari, Transformation, Futa on Female, Male on Female, Penis/Breast/Balls Expansion, Domination, Body Modification/Alteration, Humiliation, Harem, Enslavement Edited by Slicerness

Chapter 2 Public Awareness

Hermione yawned as she awoke, aware of her stronger than normal tiredness. She scratched her head wondering why she was so tired when she remembered last night. Hermione had wanted revenge on the Slytherin known as Millicent Bulstrode and had concocted a devious and out of character plan to do so. A part of her looked at her actions last night with shock and disgust while another part looked at it with satisfaction. However the shock took over and she began to pace, 'Oh my god what have I done? That wasn't me, well, no, it was, but it's not something I would do!' It was then a fear kicked in, 'What if Millicent blabs about last night! If she does I'll be ruined I might be put under investigation, or detention or worse, kicked out of Hogwarts!' Hermione was panicking, her mind shooting off theories and fears like machine gun one thought after another.

"Hermione!" Hermione jumped as Ginny looked at her, "You okay?" The bushy haired girl blinked as she looked to see the girls nearby were staring at her.

"Y-Yes I'm fine just um... thinking about last night's homework is all!" She gave a nervous laugh and everybody seemed satisfied with that answer. Hermione went to her drawer and got her clothes for the day.

-Gryffindor Common Room-

Hermione walked down the steps and saw Harry, as well as two girls talking to each other and rushed to join him when she heard what the girls were saying, "...You hear about Millicent...?"

Hermione felt her head snap up to look at the two girls so hard she feared for her neck.

"That she had a makeover? Yeah, what's with that?" The blonde asked.

"They say that she wasn't in her Common Room last night." The brunette said conspiratorially.

"No way! So she found a way to make herself..." Hermione stepped away and looked at Harry and a thought rose. _'What if they heard about it!? I could be ruined! I gotta do something!'_So panicked was Hermione that she walked up to Harry and slammed her books on a desk. "I was with you last night remember?" She blurted out.

Harry nodded, only to freeze as he digested what she said, "What?" He asked.

Hermione only then realized she had made a blunder. "Nothing!" She grabbed her books and headed out of the portrait entrance towards one of the many staircases.

"Hermione wait!" Harry got up and ran after her. Hermione ignored him, concerned with leaving and hiding her embarrassment. Harry however continued to follow her all the way down to the Great Hall.

'Ok... calm down... there's nothing to worry about just... play it safe... yeah...' A voice said in her mind as Hermione sat down and pulled up her transfiguration book.

"Haa... Hermione I... why did that sound suspiciously like you needing an alibi?" Harry asked quietely.

"I'm sure you misheard me?" She said pleasantly.

Harry eyed her with a hint of betrayal, but mostly exasperation, "Alright, I'll drop it, but you'll tell me if you need help with anything?" He requested.

Hermione took a deep breath. This was her best friend, someone who has stuck by her just like she stuck by him. She wasn't quite ready to share yet though. "If I need help you'll be the first person I'll come to, okay?" She assured him, "I can't talk now I have to study this formula had a bit of... 'trouble' yesterday so I need to redo it."

Harry raised an eyebrow as he got the gist of what she was saying. She'd done something earlier and was having second thoughts. She wanted to handle it herself, but the possibly she would need his help definitely existed. Well okay, he could work with that, and as long as she felt she could handle it his worries were assuaged. "Alright, I just wanted to make sure you weren't getting in over your head, and if you were to assure you that you're not alone. Though we might need to break a few dozen more school rules." He joked with a grin, sitting up and walking further down the table to sit with Neville.

Hermione smiled at him but quickly moved back onto her issues. No matter how she looked at it, her actions were justified, appropriate, and it felt fucking awesome. She turned her gaze to the Slytherin table. It didn't take her long to find Millicent sitting in middle of the table with boys all over her while a miffed Pansy and several other Slytherin girls glared at Millicent with utmost malice and hatred, even the Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor girls were glaring at Millicent. If looks could kill the Great Hall would be a graveyard. Hermione sat there, her annoyance growing, 'Look at her now, the center of attention thanks to me.' Said the dark voice.

Millicent was smiling and talking, looking very pleased with herself. 'What is she doing... I told her-' The dark voice began anger in it's already menacing growl.

'No,' Hermione countered her own thoughts, 'I'm not like that!'

_'Come on you really want Millicent to take credit for something you gave her? Remember last night how strong and how good you felt?'_Hermione had no counter against that. It did feel good to do those things it made her feel strong, important and even, to her slight shock and embarrassment, beautiful. To bend Millicent to her will, a Pureblood who called her Mudblood.

When Hermione thought about that she realized it felt good to be on top and to knock them down a few pegs.

'It's not like what I did will affect the entire universe, and if anything I did the world a favor.' She flipped a page in her book, examining it closely.

'Besides, who needs to know? And if they did would they really believe me? My reputation here has given me a very effective cover.'

'Indeed it has. Juggling this business and homework won't be that hard, I've done harder.' Hermione pictured the two halves in her mind sitting down sipping tea. The darker half stood, and her reasonable half did too.

'Do we have an accord?' The dark half held out her hand.

'Yes I believe we do... let's make the most of it!' The reasonable half grabbed the hand and shook. Hermione looked at Millicent, a smirk forming on her lips. She then sat her book up and reached for her Master Mark. 'Let's see how about sudden intense arousal.' Hermione thought and she touched it.

-Millicent-

Millicent smiled at Malfoy, who had his arm around her shoulder. She had to admit it was nice being the center of attention for her looks. Usually Pansy or Daphne got that privilege, but now it was her turn. "So then Millicent, got any plans for today?" He drawled.

Millicent was about to answer when a sudden heat emanated from her Slave Lock and her body tingled with sudden arousal. She looked at the Gryffindor table to see Hermione Granger staring at her darkly.

"U-uh yes, I do, actually, I have to get going n-now!" Millicent said hurriedly and she stood up, making sure that she got out of there before anyone could smell the juices that were starting to accumulate between her legs.

-Hermione-

Hermione smiled and she got up, folding her book and following Millicent. Millicent was in the girls bathroom in a stall, pulling her robes apart to start digging her hand into her cunt. Hermione smiled and she activated yet another power of the Mark - Millicent would maintain a state of arousal and never climax, at least not until Hermione said otherwise. Hermione checked her robes and saw that the potion was in there. She pulled it out looking at the vial before her there was enough left to fill a tea cup with. She pointed at the door mentally using the Muffliato spell as well as a strong Notice-Me-Not spell to turn away anyone who thought to enter the bathroom.

She opened the vial and drank a small amount; it was a surprisingly sweet concoction, enough to be addicting to a lesser mind. She closed the vial and was about to place it back in her robes when she felt the transformation her crotch heating up like a furnace. Her skin began to morph forming into a dick then the sack formed and her balls fell in swelling. When finished her dick was currently erect at 8 inches, while her balls were the size of chicken eggs.

Hermione walked forward and came to the stall the Millicent was in she could hear the muffled pants and gasps as Millicent tried to orgasm. Hermione let her robes slide off, her wand in one hand. She then grabbed her skirt, pulling it down. Her cock was pushed down painfully then sprung back up as her skirt and panties slid off. Finally ready, she pushed the stall door open.

Millicent looked up a look of horror on her face. "M-Mistress!" Hermione smiled at that word, it made her sound powerful.

"What is my little slave doing?" Hermione said coyly.

"N-None of your business!" Millicent snapped, she groaned, clutching her crotch as the mark burned.

"Seems like you still aren't fully broken. Well, it's time I did something about that." Hermione pointed her wand at her cock. "Engorgio Triptole!" She grunted deeply as her cock swelled rapidly, now three times bigger than its previous size, putting her cock at a sizable 24 inches long and 6 inches across. She grabbed the massive schlong, holding it up with one hand, her mouth drooling as her mind processed the huge sensitive organ's nerves. She pointed her wand at her balls "Engorgio Duplio!" and her balls were now two times their current size, now equal to huge basketballs attached to the base of her huge cock's length.

"Time for some milk fresh from the source!" Hermione said and she aimed her cock at Millicent's mouth. Millicent opened it to scream when Hermione grabbed Millicent's head and forced it onto her cock. The Slytherin gagged as Hermione forced her head down, down, and yet still down; the huge length bulging out from her throat. Millicent felt her head reach Hermione's crotch, her nose in her Mistress' well trimmed hair.

'S-so ruthless and cruel... I... I'm... her property now...' Millicent was no longer a proud Pureblood Witch, but was now in entirety the slave to a Mudblood. She inhaled musk, juice, and the scent of peach.

Millicent couldn't struggle anymore "I hope you're thirsty," Hermione giggled "Cause you're getting a good amount of hot dick milk!" And with that Hermione pulled Millicent up till her cockhead was stuck at Millicent's mouth, and not a second later her prick began spewing cum.

Millicent felt her mouth fill and her cheeks bulge. She wanted to spit it out but knew that wouldn't happen. She began to swallow as quickly as she could in huge gulps that bulged down her throat into her stomach. After the first 6 gulps Millicent's belly began to bulge and after another 12 Hermione pulled her still hard cock out of Millicent's mouth, who instantly began coughing.

"I hope you've learned your lesson this time... did you my slave?" Millicent, who was on the ground trying to stop herself from retching, nodded. She felt ill, nauseated, and thoroughly shamed.

"Y-yes Mistress..." Millicent said.

"Good! Now then, time for some love." Hermione purred and held up her wand, pointing it at Millicent's stomach. Immediately the sick and nauseated feelings vanished.

"Mistress?" Millicent was confused.

"Turn around and show me that fine ass I gave you!" Hermione exclaimed, ignoring her.

Millicent blushed feeling her heart pound suddenly. _'M-Mistress gave me a compliment?'_For some reason that made her feel... good! She turned and then leaned on the toilet, sticking her butt to Hermione who grabbed it roughly and squeezed it.

"Hmm pretty big on your small body honestly, but I think it's sexy!" Hermione said and she slapped it. Millicent held back the moan, surprised by the sudden and completely pleasurable feedback.

Hermione then grabbed her hard schlong and aimed it at Millicent's cunt. She pushed the head in and was soon thrusting, keeping a steady pace this time as she fed inch after inch into her slave. She adjusted her feet and position to get a better angle before she really heard her slave moaning like a wanton slut. "You like it don't you!?" Hermione shouted, "Tell me how much you love having your mistress' cock in your pussy!"

Millicent was gripping the toilet seat, a deranged excited grin on her face. Her bloated belly and breasts waving wildly as Hermione was fucking her even harder than before. "My pussy loves your cock mistress... so much cock! Milly is your cock whore!" Millicent said, any vestige of her past life now gone. She was Milly, slave to Hermione Granger and willing cockwhore.

Hermione was thrusting hard now, her balls slapping Millicent's clit, though due to their size they hit just about everything in the area, but this was definitely adding to the pleasure and was rapidly making her approach an orgasm.

"Oh yeah, you love this you cunt!" Hermione roared as she slammed in all 24 inches into Millicent, who's fat ass made a loud clap, just as Hermione was growing to love hearing, and screamed as hot cum flooded her womb. It wasn't nearly as much as it was when she;d been robbed of her virginity, but the sizable load that caused her belly to swell once again was nothing to sneeze at.

Hermione giggled almost drunkenly as her orgasm surged, and huffed to get her breath when it was finally over. She slowly pulled out her cock with an erotic slurping sound and shrank it down only when the mushroom shaped head had been yanked out of Milly's gripping pussy. The bookworm looked at her slave on the ground, not unconscious but definitely out of commission for a while.

"Hmm, I wonder if there are any delaying spells for pregnancy? I better look those up soon..." Hermione decided, ignoring her cock twitching back to life at the thought as she began to clean her slave up.