Harry Potter - Hermione x Troll

On Halloween night, swarms of bats flew overhead, seemingly emerging from the walls and ceiling. A shout rang out: "Dinner's ready!" and a sumptuous feast appeared out of nowhere on empty plates.
Harry and Ron ate heartily, completely forgetting Hermione, who was still locked in the toilet. As Harry busied himself putting a boiled potato, skin and all, into his plate, Professor Quirrell suddenly stormed into the dining room, ran to Dumbledore's chair, slumped down on the table, and gasped, "The troll—in the dungeon—I should have informed you." Then he collapsed unconscious.
Amidst the commotion, Dumbledore ordered all the students to their dormitories for refuge. Suddenly, Harry remembered something.
He grabbed Ron's arm. "I just remembered—Hermione."
Even though she was such an arrogant, self-important nuisance, they couldn't ignore her fate. They quickly crouched down, stealthily avoiding the crowd, and ran towards the girls' toilet.
“Do you smell something?” Ron asked.
Harry took a deep breath, and a nauseating stench assaulted his nostrils—it smelled like a mixture of smelly socks and urine from a long-uncleaned public toilet.
Then, at the end of the passage to the left, a huge shadow approached them. It must be the troll—it was a full twelve feet tall, with dark granite-grey skin, a small, coconut-like bald head on its massive, muscular body. It had short, tree-trunk-like legs and flat, hard feet, and reeked of that terrible stench. Its overly long arms dragged a large wooden stick as it walked towards a door.
It stopped in front of the door, thought for a moment with its probably useless brain, then bent down and slowly walked inside.
“The key’s in the door,” Harry whispered. “We can lock it in.”
“Good idea,” Ron chimed in. So they slowly made their way to the open door. Harry leaped, grabbed the key, slammed the door shut, and locked it.
"Great!" Excited with victory, they ran back down the corridor when a heart-stopping sound came from the room they'd just entered—a high-pitched, terrified scream—Hermione!
"That's the girls' restroom!" Harry gasped.
They rushed back to the door, turned the key, and ran inside.
What did they see?
The troll's enormous figure stood with its back to them. Hermione huddled against the opposite wall, looking as if she were about to faint—which was normal—but what was abnormal was that Hermione's gryphon robes were torn to shreds, and her Muggle blouse was reduced to just the left sleeve. She was using her hands to cover what should have been her bra. This sight made Ron
blush and his heart race; he couldn't help but stare intently at Hermione. Hermione's breasts weren't small at all; although she was only eleven, she was probably a C-cup. Her hands, filled with fear and shyness, clutched her chest tightly, making her cleavage even more prominent and her breasts appear magnificent. Her areolas were hidden by her hands; let go! —Ron, with so many older brothers, had naturally learned a lot.
Harry shouted, "Distract him!" pulling Ron back to reality. Saving her was the priority!
Harry, a small, thin boy who had only experienced abuse and hard labor in the Dursleys' house since childhood, understood nothing. He couldn't describe how seeing a half-naked Hermione felt, nor did he care.
Harry grabbed a fallen faucet and threw it against the wall with all his might.
The troll clumsily turned around, blinking repeatedly, trying to see who had made such a loud noise.
What did Harry see next?
From the trolley's half-dangling, filthy trousers protruded something large enough to make even a giant like Hagrid bow down—a dark gray, wrinkled, and foul-smelling penis as thick as Harry's entire body stood proudly facing them. Harry knew what it was; he had tried...an erection himself, but he didn't know why. He had no idea what the trolley wanted to do.
It seemed the trolley was in heat! It had come to the school to find a sexual partner! Ron was also taken aback. This trolley wanted to rape Hermione? Originally, Hismione was just a grumpy, annoying, and arrogant girl in his mind, but from the moment he saw that pitiful Hermione, his opinion completely changed. Now, Ron's mind was filled with Hermione's shiny brown hair and those adorable bunny teeth. He had to rescue Hermione!
"Hey, you little bean-brained idiot!" Ron shouted bravely, throwing a metal hose at the trolley. This was clearly useless; the constant noise only disturbed its good deed, enraging it—it suddenly reached out its right hand and grabbed Harry, and...it...in just one bite, it swallowed the struggling Harry whole!
Hermione, witnessing this horrific scene, was completely paralyzed with fear. She wanted to save him, but she couldn't muster any strength, terrified...terrified...and could only let the troll do as it pleased. Ron was also stunned. The troll casually pressed its hundred-pound club down on Ron. Ah! Ron felt his ribs being crushed; he was completely speechless and unable to move.
The troll let out a burp; now that no one was bothering him, it looked at the limp Hermione, grabbed her, and tore off her remaining lower half—hermione was naked and could only be at the troll's mercy. The weary Ron, watching this scene, was actually mesmerized. Harry... He should be sad, angry, but staring at Hermione, he could only blush. He also noticed his groin, pressed against the floor, throbbing intensely, making him forget the excruciating pain. Hermione's pubic hair was sparse, a beautiful, curly brown like her head hair.
The troll seemed dull, but knew a lot about such things. It used its right index finger and thumb to spread Hermione's well-proportioned legs, revealing her untouched, bright red vulva. Ron's groin swelled. The troll extended its enormous tongue, trying to lick Hermione's labia, but its tongue was unusually large, practically licking her entire thigh.
Perhaps this was more stimulating, and Hermione couldn't help but moan softly. What was this feeling? What was this monster doing? Was it going to eat me too? Hermione had read many books, but she was a good student, a model student. She hadn't read a single letter in books on this subject, and her Muggle parents weren't that open-minded, always assuming she would understand as she grew older. Her knowledge of sex was almost less than Harry's; she didn't even know what the troll's large gray penis was!
How strange! Hermione felt herself getting wetter and wetter, and for the first time, a trickle of vaginal fluid flowed from her vagina. Ron's groin grew hotter and hotter, but he was completely helpless. The fluid kept flowing, and the troll seemed to think the time was right. He flipped Hermione over, pinched her legs with his index fingers and thumbs, and aimed his large penis at Hermione's vagina—
"Ah!"
It couldn't possibly work! Ron knew it; how could something so big fit into such a small vagina?
The troll cried out, thrusting its abdomen against Hermione's buttocks. It went in? How could it? Ron remembered his father's flying car, small in appearance but with an astonishing capacity. It seemed the troll was quite skilled in this area; it had clearly cast a spell on Hermione's vagina!
"Ah! Oh!" "Muriel cried out involuntarily, stimulated. How could the troll insert such a large pillar? She involuntarily closed her eyes, her baby teeth nervously biting her lower lip. It was the first time she had felt this way. Because her vagina was magically expanded, it didn't hurt much. "Ah!" Being penetrated by the troll there was actually... very comfortable.
It raped Hermione! Ron suddenly erupted (not in his genitals), actually standing up abruptly, treating the hundred-pound wooden stick on his body as if it were nothing. His injuries seemed to have healed instantly. Magicians, when their emotions reach their extreme, can unleash power they don't normally possess, and Ron unleashed such power.
"Stop!" Ron shouted, uttering the first spell that came to mind: "Wenka Dianla Wea Sa!"
The giant wooden club that had been pressing down on him flew up. Ron realized what was happening and decided to let the monster experience the feeling of being crushed by it! The club slowly moved forward, and the monster, still enjoying itself, didn't notice. Then, with a nauseating cracking sound, the monster collapsed. Ron watched this astonishing scene: the enormous monster's penis slid out of Hermione's tender, small vagina, as if it had magically grown a huge penis out of thin air.
Hermione, who had been half-conscious, finally opened her eyes (Why did it stop? I want more!), seeing the monster lying on the ground and Ron, whose face was flushed with anger.
Hermione was completely unaware of her true thoughts; she simply walked involuntarily towards the monster's still-erect penis.
No one had ever taught her, yet the clever girl had learned during their recent intercourse that sexual organs needed stimulation. She wrapped her arms around the troll's penis, stood on its testicles, rubbing them with her erect nipples, stimulating them with her pubic hair, and licking them with her tongue.
"Hermione!" Ron was astonished by Hermione's actions, his face and genitals flushing even more. Partly angry, he rushed over and grabbed Hermione from the troll's penis.
Holding Hermione's bare shoulders, he saw her bare breasts, bare stomach, bare genitals... The words of abuse he wanted to utter remained stuck in his throat; he simply continued to admire Hermione.
Hermione looked at him with hazy eyes, noticing Ron staring at her beautiful body, and she also noticed Ron's genitals...
Ron's wizard robe clearly had a bulge; Hermione guessed it.
"Do you have one of those pillars there too?" Hermione asked sweetly.
Then, without a word, he knelt down, lifted Ron's robe, and touched her throbbing, hot groin through her trousers. Hermione was clearly bewitched! Ron thought, perhaps it was the troll's power; having sex with it once would make one deeply addicted to sex.
"Uh... Hermione!" Ron grabbed Hermione's shoulders again, but this time she grabbed his hand and moved it to her breasts.
"The troll is done!" Ron shouted, trying his best to stay awake.
"That monster just swallowed Harry, remember?" Ron said, his eyes reddening as he recalled Harry's death. "Wake up, we have to report to the teacher." Then Ron took off his robe and draped it over Hermione, deliberately pulling it tight to cover her pink, erect breasts and glistening, wet genitals. He immediately turned and ran towards the door, no longer looking at Hermione; he had to escape this tempting spell...
"Completely petrified!" Hermione, holding a wand she had somehow acquired, pointed it at Ron. Ron, who had been running wildly, suddenly pressed his hands to his sides and straightened his legs, unable to move.
Then Hermione threw off her robe again, revealing her naked body. She embraced Ron from behind, her slender hands beginning to roam over his body, removing his remaining sweater, trousers, and underwear...
Now both were completely naked, and Ron's tall, thin genitals proudly displayed the pillar Hermione had been sucking.
Compared to the troll's enormous size, this pillar was insignificant. Hermione shushed him, sending Ron into a state of extreme embarrassment, but Hermione continued to gently caress it.
"Ah~" Hermione opened her mouth wide and took the pillar into her mouth, beginning to suck. Wasn't this Hermione's first time? How could she be so skilled? "You know what? I finally learned the last skill I didn't know from the troll." "Hermione looked up at Ron and said, feeling Ron's penis trembling slightly. She jumped up and hugged Ron, straddling his buttocks, her vagina aligned with his penis, "Plop!"
This must be the troll's magic; having sex with it once taught her various positions and made her addicted to sex.
"Ah! Ah! So good! Ron! Yours... is the same size! Oh!" It seemed the troll had made her vagina adaptable to various sizes. "
So good! Ah~ Ah! Again, Ron! Ah~ You're so cute! Oh! What's inside?" As Hermione frantically swayed around Ron's waist, a stream of heat shot into Hermione's vagina.
Then Hermione felt herself falling backward—and that was how their first time was completed. Ron fainted from excitement!
Hermione was pinned down by Ron, his erect penis still inserted in her vagina due to the spell binding her entire body. Hermione became Ron's cushion! Her smooth buttocks hit the marble floor of the toilet with a sharp pain!
Unable to get up immediately from the pain, Hermione remained with the unconscious Ron, his chest pressing against her full, slowly rising and falling breasts.
(Is it too much?) Regaining her strength, Hermione pushed Ron away in disappointment. Due to the spell on her vagina, she easily pulled out his deeply inserted penis.
Hermione's attention returned to the still unconscious troll. He
was a sex monster; even after being unconscious for so long, his penis was still erect.
Hermione happily went over and hugged the large penis, rubbing it with her entire body, licking the glans with her tongue. She wanted to take it in her mouth, but she couldn't; her mouth hadn't been enchanted. The troll's glans was even larger than Hermione's head!
She could only use her left and right arms alternately, rubbing the troll's most sensitive parts back and forth with her whole hand, constantly jumping up and down, her tongue licking into a small hole in the middle of the pillar.
"Buzz..." The troll groaned, its lower body began to tremble wildly, and suddenly a thick, light blue liquid shot out from the part Hermione had been trying to suck.
The surging liquid washed Hermione off the ground—so much, so thick! This must be the troll's semen! Strangely, it wasn't as fishy and smelly as the troll gave her impression; Hermione drank quite a bit, and it was so sweet, just like honey.
Hermione stood up again, her beautiful eyes still fixed on the troll's pillar, watching it gradually soften and collapse to one side. Hermione stared in amazement, never knowing that the pillar would go soft after it had finished! All she knew was: this meant she couldn't play anymore!
She walked to the limp pillar, gently kneading and patting the glans with her slender hands. Then, she clamped her legs around the base of the pillar, lying naked on the troll's belly, her legs moving erratically, rubbing against the heavy, collapsed pillar. The hair on the troll's belly tickled her bare back and buttocks, making her entire back incredibly itchy. Hermione laughed and writhed on the troll, lying on top of him.
Finally, the troll regained his virility, his large pillar standing tall again. This time, Hermione seized the opportunity, "Wenkadianlawei asa!" She floated herself into the air, spreading her legs as wide as possible, her already hot vagina aimed at the troll's glans.
"Ah!" Hermione cried out in pleasure. Since the troll was unconscious, she could only move freely on her own, her feet once again stepping on his large testicles, her buttocks rising and falling, her body swaying back and forth, making a riding motion.
"Ah~ Oh~! So comfortable! So pleasurable! Ah~ Ah~!" Hermione was completely lost in the moment.
She rubbed her clitoris, her juices flowing freely, her face as red as Ron's hair, her expression one of bliss she'd never seen since entering the academy.
"Ah~ Troll Brother~! So good! So strong!" Actually, the troll hadn't moved at all. Hermione turned around, facing the troll's belly, grabbing the long hair on its stomach, her hips bobbing and swaying,
making a "sizzling" sound as she rubbed against the troll. " Ah~ It feels so strange~ Something's coming out~~~
Ahh ...

"Whoa!" The unconscious troll roared, a deafening roar that jolted Ron awake from his unconscious state. At that moment, footsteps echoed from the corridor outside.
Ron, still groggy, stared blankly ahead as Hermione was thrown upwards, the troll's unusually large amount of semen gushing from her vagina. Ron watched as Hermione traced a pale blue parabola from her vaginal opening before crashing to the ground, unconscious.
"Hermione!" Ron, now fully awake, rushed over and scooped her naked body up in his arms.
"What... Ah! God!" Professor Mai, who burst in, instantly turned from yellow to fiery red, covering her face with her hands.
No wonder, the scene in the restroom was this: a troll, his penis exposed and barely breathing, a flushed and naked Ron embracing a similarly naked Hermione. Ron's left hand was unwittingly placed on Hermione's genitals, his fingers twirling a few pubic hairs, and troll semen was scattered all over the floor.
Snape and Quirrell, following closely behind, entered, their faces flushed and eyes wide, staring at this bizarre sight.
"This...no...I...the troll...hermione...I and Hermione...Harry...the troll...Ron was...the troll..." Ron stammered, completely unable to speak. He frantically covered his private parts with his right hand, then used both hands to cover Hermione's breasts and genitals, because he saw Snape's evil eye constantly glancing at Hermione's body.
"What are you doing?" Professor McDormand still didn't dare let go, her voice sounding awkward.
"Your lewd behavior will cost you a thousand points!" Snape said somewhat awkwardly, still trying to peek at Hermione's youthful breasts under Ron's hands.
Before Ron could speak, or even if he could, he couldn't utter a word, but something even more astonishing happened. Hermione's belly was swelling, swelling.
"Wow!" Snape exclaimed inadvertently, causing Professor McMurray to steal a glance as well. Everyone watched this astonishing scene: Hermione's belly swelled, her breasts also grew noticeably, and finally she looked like a woman in her tenth month of pregnancy. Then...
a pool of clear fluid leaked from her vagina. "Her water broke!" Professor McMurray exclaimed.
Hermione was going into labor!
"What's going on?" "Don't do it again," Ron silently cried out. Someone stepped into the bathroom, this time it was... the old headmaster, glaring at Blind!
"Oh!" "That was Dumbledore's voice," he said, staring into the bathroom. "Dumbledore...it's happened again...Professor McMurray, could you please help deliver this baby?" With that, Dumbledore waved his hand, and a basin of hot water and a towel appeared on the floor.
The professor, blushing, approached Hermione. "What exactly happened?" she couldn't help but ask.
Ron stepped aside, hurriedly grabbing his wizard's robe and putting it on, then deliberately stood in front of Snape, blocking his malicious gaze.
"I guard against these things every year. The last time a student was raped by a troll was over forty years ago. I never expected this time... Don't blame the students; they're all bewitched by the troll, they can't help themselves," Dumbledore said, rolling up his sleeves to help, but Professor McMurray blocked him with his left hand. Professor McMurray noticed that the hem of Dumbledore's robe was also a little...no wonder he's the greatest wizard in history, even at his age...
Snape, blocked from view, peeked out. Quirrel, surprisingly, turned his back to Hermione, his "back of the head" seemingly trembling with excitement. Ron, shyly peeking, watched as Hermione's vaginal opening slowly widened, a slippery little head gradually emerging. Because Hermione's vagina had been affected by the troll's magic, she seemed to feel no pain at the child's birth, remaining deep in a slumber.
"Is that the troll's child?" Ron finally couldn't help but ask.
"Oh! Wesley, you'd better not look away, it won't do you any good," Professor Mack said angrily. "
Unfortunately, yes, a girl who mates with a troll... will indeed become pregnant immediately and give birth to their offspring. But even if it's the child of a terrifying troll, we have no right to take its life." "
Oh! This...this is...!" Professor Mack suddenly exclaimed, glaring at Brent as if taking the opportunity to run over, his eyes still glancing at Hermione.
Professor Mack pointed in astonishment at the baby that had slipped smoothly out of the vagina, just like the baby boy they had left at the Dursleys' door years ago, with a lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead. Ron watched as Hermione's vagina contracted again, her waist returning to its former slender and beautiful shape.
"This is incredible... Ron, was Harry eaten by the troll?" Professor Mack asked, while a bewildered Professor Mack pointed his wand, causing the umbilical cord to retract automatically, and then hurriedly bathed and dried the child.
Ron then remembered Harry, his eyes immediately reddening, and he nodded.
"Oh! Don't be sad, your good friend Harry, I think, has returned to the world of the living." He pointed to the child in Professor Mack's arms, and Ron stared wide-eyed. "It's amazing... I think it's not because of the troll, it's probably Harry's own ability, the possession ability he learned from Voldemort, he used the troll's semen to possess Hermione's fertilized egg." Quirrell's head stopped twitching.
Professor McGonagall glared at Dumbledore, only then realizing how blatant he'd been in front of Ron (what did it matter, they'd already done it).
He said apologetically to Professor McGonagall, "Dear Professor, please wake Hermione! The baby needs to grow...it needs breast milk."
Professor McGonagall's face was flushed. He shook the weak Hermione, who gradually regained consciousness.
"What happened to me...? Ahh!" She looked around, then, clearly realizing she was naked, screamed and covered her private parts with her hands. Then she slowly remembered everything that had just happened. Wow! How terrifying! She cried.
"It seems Miss Hermione, you're gradually waking up. The troll's curse is fading..." Dumbledore said tenderly.
"But I have one last favor to ask, Hermione, feed this baby." Dumbledore said, handing little Harry to her.
"Feed?" "Hermione asked, puzzled, looking at Dumbledore with suspicion. She noticed him peeking at her cleavage. "He's... Harry?" Hermione had clearly noticed the scar on the child's head as well.
"Yes, Miss Hermione is very clever. And he is also... your child. I can use magic to make him grow back to the age your friend Harry should be tonight, but the child must first be fed by his mother. This spell requires... the power of love."
Hermione clearly couldn't understand the absurd idea that Harry was her son. She had been dazed during childbirth, but she had definitely felt drops of milk flowing from her swollen breasts.
Seeing the milk dripping, Dumbledore almost became mesmerized again. He quickly said seriously, "Mr. Ron, can you explain everything to Miss Hermione? Then the teachers and I will leave now." He conjured a robe and draped it over Hermione.
"Professor Dumbledore!" Professor McDormand shouted angrily. He seemed to think it was a bad idea to leave the inexperienced Miss Granger and Mr. Wesley
alone in a room.
"Trust me! Don't be a third wheel!" he said, pushing the protesting Professor McLeod, the peeking Snape, and the seemingly interested Quirrell out of the women's restroom.
Inside, Ron shyly told Hermione everything. Hermione, already remembering her encounter with Ron, no longer hesitated, taking off her robes and holding little Harry close to her left breast.
"You can't tell anyone about this when you grow up!" Hermione said with a smile to the child in her arms. Ron watched Harry suckling at Hermione's nipple with relish, his little hands constantly squeezing her breasts, the milk flowing out, its sweet scent filling the enclosed space. He was filled with envy!
Hermione noticed Ron's expression, seeing him staring at her still-exposed right breast. She said to Ron, "Want to try some? My... my right breast is sore!" She then pressed Ron's head against her chest, and Ron, without hesitation, sucked deeply! Hermione's nipples were erect, so stimulating! Sweet, light milk secreted from her, but Ron found it more appealing than the best cream beer he'd ever tasted, and he wanted to keep sucking forever. One from each side, Hermione couldn't help but moan:
"Ah... ah..."
The teachers outside could hear them. Snape looked like he wanted to rush in and lap her too, Quirrell's head kept shaking, and Professor McMurray said to Dumbledore impatiently, "They're all obsessed with this... I think we should erase their memories now. Knowing this so early will make them mentally unstable... Why did you leave them alone in there?" “
Dumbledore coughed. “No need to erase memories. What I intend to do is turn back time a few hours, before the troll attacked Hermione—that is, before any of this happened, you know? That way, Hermione won’t lose her precious virginity, and these three children can maintain their innocent minds until they reach the age where they should have these experiences. We teachers won’t feel embarrassed to see the three children at any time in the future. The only difference is that this time I will strip the troll of his sexual abilities, so that he can no longer attack pretty female classmates or teachers, you know, Professor Mac, just like you.” Dumbledore was just joking. Professor Mac blushed and gave him a reproachful look. Snape and Quirrell both seemed to show expressions of disapproval.
“So, do you all agree?” It seemed there was no better suggestion. The three teachers nodded, but Snape’s disappointed expression showed that they wouldn’t see such a sensual thing, and strangely, a sigh seemed to come from under Quirrell’s headscarf.
Then, Dumbledore raised his wand. “Time—back!” Everything in the
academy seemed to be playing out in rewind: the baby in the toilet shrank back into Hermione's vagina, the troll's semen splattered on the floor retracted into its large penis, Hermione was sucked back into the troll, swayed rapidly for a moment, then flew back to the wall, putting her underwear, skirt, and short sleeves back on, the troll spitting out Harry...

Then everything happened again. No wonder the troll was so angry it wanted to smash Hermione to death—it was impotent. No wonder that incident was unknown; it never actually happened. But through this experience, Hermione Granger became Harry and Ron's friend. There are certain things in the world that, after being experienced together, make it hard not to like the other person. Meeting a twelve-foot-tall troll, creating a unique experience that led to a deep and lasting bond between the three, was one such event, so profound that it remained etched in their subconscious.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/22037.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=22037&aspx=1

Previous Page : Mother's intimate relationship

Next Page : Desire Program (Part Two)

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Harry Potter - Hermione x Troll

comment Open a new window to view comments