The Mutant Harry Potter Chronicles IV
Prepping for the H
Snape Had enough, with tears flowing down his cheeks he knew what must be done, and not being able to put on his under wear on this morning because of the lump in his ass, had been the last straw.
Snape took the facet hose and set it on sprinkle, pulling the hose around to his butt crack he sprayed his flaming hemorrhoid, causing a burst of pain the likes of which he had not felt since he ate that double stuffed burrito last fall from taco bell. Trickles of blood flowed in the sink and Snape quivered at the thought of have to dry his howling butt hole.
A fresh burst of tears flowed from Snape as he stepped off the sink and wiped himself, with toilet paper that felt like sandpaper fucking cheap bastereds here at Hogwarts he said, can't even spring for the good stuff. Bent over the sink Snape reached for the tube of preparation h, unscrewing the top his hands danced with excitement, relief was butt minutes away.
The tube made a fart sound as Snape put the cream on his fingers, but he had no time for laughter and quickly rammed his two fingers in his begging crack, Snape moved the creamy goodness around his singing hole and his knees buckled in ecstasy almost sending him crashing to the floor, but it was sweet relief and Snape thanked god that maybe his torture was over.
Snape ripped open a new pack of fruit of the looms and pulled them on feeling fresh and not all too greasy, though the lump was still there Snape felt clean and ready for his day Snape talking to himself on the way out the door said the worst part of this torture is Prepping for the H and went to his class singing cream is such a rush.
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