Lily's eyes looked up at the clear blue sky above her. She could hear bird song in the trees and the scent of freshly blooming flowers filled the air with sweet fragrances. She felt a wonderful peace as she lay there and she stretched her lithe body.
A sudden coldness shook her and she looked around to see what had caused it. She saw no one around and the sun still blazed brightly overhead. She raised herself up on her elbows.
"Hello? Who's there?" she timidly whispered.
As though in answer she felt a soft hand touch her face. She smiled at this and felt the touch continue down her body.
"Mmm, yes." she moaned "Oh how I've missed you."
The ghostly presence continued to roam across her body, each touch sending tiny sparks of excitement flying through her. She reached out, her hands grasping at the air as they tried to find some physical trace of whoever was lighting up her every nerve. But there was nothing around her that she could touch, but the frustration at being unable to touch her lover was quickly replaced by a growing pleasure as he continued his dance across her pale skin.
"Oh please," she murmured, "please show yourself, please let me touch you too."
What sounded like a ghostly chuckle was carried to her ears. This was followed by what felt like a gentle kiss and whispered words.
"I cannot. I am not strong enough. I am so weak and so alone. All I have left is the ability to give you pleasure in your dreams." said the disembodied voice.
"Oh but there must be something that could be done? Something I could do?" replied Lily, slight desperation creeping into her voice.
"There is something. But I could not ask it of you. It is a price I could never ask you to pay."
As the voice continued, the touches and caresses across Lily's body intensified. Her hips bucked wildly against invisible fingers that rubbed against her clit and slid into her tight pussy. The pleasure seemed to knock all reason from the young girl's mind. She would promise him anything, do anything just so long as he continued to please her body in this way.
"Oh please! Don't stop! I would..I would do anything for you. You have shown me such tenderness and such beautiful delights. How could I deny you?" she gasped, feeling her orgasm swelling and nearing its bursting point.
"I would need you to give yourself to me. Freely. Willingly." he replied, "Do you understand what I ask?"
"My virginity," she answered, "You need to take my virginity."
"No, not take." he said, "It must be given of your own free will or the magic cannot work."
"But..but that's what I want." she moaned "It's all I've wanted since you first visited me. Oh please, please, I give myself to you."
Unconsciously she opened her legs wider as though to accommodate him between them.
"You give yourself to me? Freely and wholeheartedly?" he asked, his voice seemed to shake with excitement.
"Yes! I do! I do! Please! I want this!" her voice was almost pleading as she spoke.
She saw what seemed to be a faint smile picked out in the dust motes in a sunbeam. The rest of him seemed to float there, not quite solid but not vaporous. The figure seemed to shimmer in the sunlight and Lily could pick out the features of his chest and his strong limbs that surrounded her.
Then she felt him. The head of his cock rested against the outer folds of her pussy and she steadied herself and prepared for her lover to make her a woman.
She felt him slowly pushing himself into her and she felt a slight twinge of pain before she stretched to accept more of him. Then it felt as though a knife was stabbing between her legs as he broke through her hymen. She screamed as he fully entered her, a small trickle of blood ran between her legs.
"Please, go slower. You're hurting me." she whimpered.
"Pain? What do you know of pain?" his voice had lost its former pleasant harmonics. "I have suffered, I have been denied even the most basic of sensations."
Lily squealed as he thrust into her with renewed force. This was not what she wanted and the pain between her legs burned like fire.
"No, please, it hurts! Please stop!" she cried.
Her cries for mercy were met with an evil laugh. The voice she had grown to love had changed into something darker and the words he spoke seemed to slurp and slither through the air. His body seemed to writhe and twist and as she watched in ever-growing horror, strange tentacles burst forth from him and darted their way towards her.
Two wrapped around her wrists, binding then above her head. Two more wrapped around her breasts, bizarre mouths sprouting from their tips as they began to squeeze and suckle at her nipples. She felt her legs lift into the air as she was seized by the ankles and she felt something begin to push at her virgin asshole.
"No! Not that!" she began to cry.
But before she could even finish her protestations another tentacle had burst forth and entwined itself around her neck. Lily felt her airway become constricted as the thing tightened around her throat. Lily could not scream but her mouth still opened as though to let forth all of her terror and pain at the frightful ordeal she was suffering. The end of the appendage around her throat split and what slithered forth looked like another cock and its destination was her open mouth.
Lily could only make tiny grunting sounds as her body was violated by this thing. Spots flashed before her eyes and she felt as though she was about to pass out when the constriction around her throat eased and the cock-thing was pulled from her mouth.
She coughed and spluttered, trying to get air back into her lungs when she realised that thing was still in front of her face. It was raised up like a cobra ready to strike. And strike it did as ropes of foul-smelling spunk fired forth and splashed across Lily's face and into her mouth. The taste was revolting and she was about to gag when the thing sprang forth and resumed fucking her mouth.
Tears of shame, pain and humiliation flooded from Lily's eyes but she could not fight him off. She was immobile and at his mercy. Not that he had any to show her. Her jaw ached as the thing repeatedly slammed into her mouth. Her pussy and ass both burned as they tried without success to comfortably accommodate the things that filled them.
But what was worse for Lily by far was that she knew she was close to cumming. The thought that this violation of her body could even begin to bring her anything like pleasure sickened her. But the fact remained, she was about to cum.
Then suddenly the sensations stopped. There was nothing in any of her holes, not restraint holding her limbs. Confusion mixed with frustration in her mind. What was happening?
"You wished me to stop, did you not? And so I have done." came the voice, and Lily heard the mocking tones he used.
He knew how close she was and her body burned for the release that had been denied it. She looked up at him, with pleading in her eyes and her ears were shocked to hear what came from her mouth.
"Please. I was so close. Please let me cum." she whispered.
She imagined she could see a cruel sneer twist his mouth as she heard his reply.
"If I do, you must grant me what I wish. And you shall have it."
"I will do anything." again Lily couldn't believe she was saying this.
She felt the swelling thing pushing past her pussy lips and begin to fill her again. The animalistic need in her was overwhelming now and she cried out in ecstasy.
"You are mine." he hissed "SAY IT!"
"I...am...yours" she gasped as he thrust into her.
"You will call me master." he continued
"Yes...master." she moaned.
Lily felt the waves of pleasure building within her once more. She could not resist him. She was his; mind, body and soul.
"Fuck me master!" she begged, "Fill me with your cum."
His pace quickened and Lily felt herself bucking back against him, her lust now in full control of her. She could feel him twitching inside her and knew he was about to cum. Then suddenly it happened. To Lily, it seemed like the whole world was filled with dazzling, white light. She felt him explode within her and this set off her own orgasm. She cried out in ecstasy and her eyes flew open.
She alone. She blinked a few times and realised she was laying on her bed at Hogwarts. Her brain tried to pull itself together through a pink fog that seemed to fill her mind. Was that real? Did any of it happen? Her hands brushed against her body and stopped as they reached her belly, which was now swollen with a child.