This is a muggle AU where Ginny is a world traveler. That's it. That is all I'm going to tell you.
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Sexual content ahead
Tales of Milikan
Ginny's New Tribe
Part 1
Tuesday, September 2nd, 2003
"So where are you going this time Ginny?" Molly Weasley asked her 22-year-old daughter at the dinner table on this rainy Tuesday night. Ginny was leaving Britain to visit another country the next day, and the whole family was there to celebrate her next outing.
Ginny smiled as she looked around the table at her whole family full of redheads. The only exceptions were two black haired females, Katie Bell and Angelina Johnson, respectively engaged to Ginny's twin brothers, and one blond female, Fleur Delacour Weasley, married to Ginny's oldest brother Bill.
Ever since she graduated from high school, Ginny had become a world traveler, visiting Ireland, The United States, and Canada when she was 18, and then Mexico, Brazil, and The Falkland Islands after her nineteenth birthday. Between her twentieth and twenty-first birthdays, the redhead visited Portugal, Spain, France, Belgium, Germany, and Italy. Now she planned to visit some African countries.
Taking a bite of her steak, Ginny turned to answer her mother's question. "Madagascar, South Africa, Egypt, Tunisia and then the last stop will be Morocco, and then I'll cross the Strait of Gibraltar into Spain and come back here."
"Two months is a long time, Ginny," Katie Bell said, looking curiously at the younger girl. "Are you sure you're up for it?"
Ginny nodded while swallowing a bite of mashed potatoes. "Of course, Katie, it's not like it's the first time; I've even been away longer before... admittedly, that time Fred and George were with me, but they had to leave early due to your threats to come back or else you'd break up with them." She frowned at her twin brothers and rolled her eyes, "You two were such pansies that you got the first flight home without even telling me a proper goodbye."
When the two didn't say anything, Ginny went further into her thoughts about that trip, particularly how it had reinforced her decision to never take anyone else along with her. Her last serious relationship with her old schoolmate Dean Thomas had ended after a few weeks when she was nineteen, when he broke up with her rather than join her on one of her earliest excursions. Ginny allowed herself a brief chuckle as she remembered how that break up didn't affect her at all.
"Anyway, I'll be fine, mum," Ginny brought her attention back to the present as she gave her mother a reassuring yet warning look as Molly seemed about to say something. "Nothing bad is going to happen to me; I'll even stay on the hotel labelled paths."
"Fine…" Molly said, looking anxiously at her daughter. "It's just hard to accept you going out into the world on your own. What if something happens to you, and you can't contact us?"
As Molly reached out to give her daughter's hand an anxious squeeze, Ginny returned the gesture with a reassuring smile. "I promise, mom, nothing bad will happen to me." That reassurance didn't entirely comfort Molly, but she didn't say anything.
After dinner and dessert were finished, Ginny bid her family farewell, needing to be home to sleep in time to wake up for her flight in the morning.
As she reached her house on the outskirts of London that night, Ginny climbed out of the rented car she was using and groaned when she noticed her neighbor, Jack Wilcox, walking towards her. Jack was a fat, balding man with a beard tied in scrunchies, currently wearing nothing but a bathrobe, a dirty shirt, and stained underwear, but he still approached her with a smile on his face, his dark blue eyes shining behind his glasses.
"Howdy Ginny. Hey, did you reconsider my offer? The little guy down south always wants a friend..." The balding man winked in her direction as she stopped to look at him in shock. She couldn't believe that he had actually suggested that, and the saucy look he 'attempted' to give her just reinforced her already-low opinion of him if he actually thought anything like that would work.
Across the street, women in the homes started to look out in disgust, ones who have been harassed by him before, and some began to leave their homes to slowly make their way over to him. Though some watched just in case, which at least assured Ginny that she would have some back up if this matter went south. When the man reached out to take her hand, Ginny abruptly slapped the offending limb away. "Ow… Oh, darling, what was that for?" he said in an irritating happy tone as if it didn't hurt at all.
'D-darling? Little friend? Gross… This pathetic man doesn't deserve to even call me that when we aren't, and will never be together.' Ginny crinkled her nose in disgust at what he had said, balling her fists at her sides, as a vein appeared on her forehead.
"Asshole," she said with a cool edge to her voice as she glared at the older man. "I have told you over and over again to stop trying to ask me out, sending me flowers, or outright 'offer' that we have sex, so give it up or else I'll call the police to come arrest you on charge of sexual harassment."
Jack again paled at the threat that had been used on him countless times by the lovely redhead. "Seriously, the idea that I would be attracted to a 50-year-old man who lives in a cellar in his sister's basement drinking all day is just… it's a joke."
Jack frowned at her as she turned toward her front door, "Now hang on a second Ginny…"
"AND ANOTHER THING," Ginny interjected, turning around to glare at him again. "I've seen you staring in my window when I'm changing for bed, or after I've taken a shower." Jack paled, knowing that he had been caught by his ever so sexy neighbor.
"Yo-you are just so extravagant Ginny… Your body… It's..." Ginny grabbed the collar of the man's shirt.
"It's off limits to you, always and forever, and that limit will never be shed for a man like you," Ginny leaned towards the perverted fat man, every word backed up by a vicious glare that sent the older man bending backwards from fear at her deadly expression, "I will not take that 'you're so extravagant' comment as a compliment Wilcox… I know when you see me naked during your little 'spy-on-Ginny' game you're thinking about just grabbing me all over… pervert." The word stung deeply within Jack as she spat it out venomously, poking him with her index finger to emphasize every word that she had uttered.
He grabbed her wrist hard as she went to slap him, "Let me go…" Ginny grunted, struggling to get her wrist from his grasp, "Tut-tut Ginny. You should have just taken the offer. You could do all the cleaning and cooking and when you're finished you can get naked and come sit on my lap." the look that crossed her face was one of horror, "Wouldn't that be fun? You'd be my trophy wife…"
"Well that is incredibly sexist of you brother-in-law." came another male voice from the same house Jack had come from. Ginny sighed in relief, "Zachary… Thank goodness…"
Zachary Evergreen, brother-in-law to Jack, walked over to the confrontation and forcefully removed the fat man's hand from holding Ginny's, before elbowing him in the gut causing him to fall to the ground hard.
"Z-Zach… What the fu-fuck?" He gritted his teeth looking up at the other man, younger by 12 years, same age as his sister. Jack was the only child, about to be 11 years old when his dad remarried, his half-sister Bailey being born just over a year after that, a couple of weeks after Jack turned 12 years old.
"Stop. Harassing. Ginny." Zach growled lowly at the fat man. "I am frankly ashamed to be related to someone like you, and while I love your sister with a passion, I sometimes wish you didn't come as part of that particular 'package'."
"Harassing? Don't be silly… I'm just complimenting Ginny on her hot body…" he said nonchalantly as if it was a completely normal thing to do and not labeled as harassment.
"Liar." shouted a woman coming out of her house directly across the street marching up to Ginny's driveway, "Stop lying and sexually harassing my friend." said Maggie Smith. Ginny smiled at her friend and she smiled back.
"I have to agree with the girls, Jack. You need to stop being a liar and a pervert." said Zach, twisting Jack's arm to where he would cry out in pain.
Jack frowned at everyone present and before anyone could stop him, he dove at Ginny's skirt and tore part of the flower illustrated top off, revealing her purple bra with her breasts looking like they were trying to push themselves out. Ginny could not find a good enough bra for her size, and it really frustrated her, which doubtless motivated the subsequent slap that actually sent Jack staggering back from the force of the blow.
Groaning at the sight, Zach decided to make sure the situation didn't get worse in the next couple of minutes by delivering a quick punch to Jack's face. The overweight man temporarily on the ground, Zach turned to give Ginny an apologetic smile, only to find himself noticing (against his better judgement) that her bra seemed to be coming undone almost and that Ginny could barely breathe right in it without it popping.
When Ginny noticed him staring at her chest she was about to cover it with her hands when he spoke up, "I know a place where you could get better bras for your breast size Ginny."
Maggie smiled, "I know of a place as well, and it is a bra that will allow your breasts to feel like there is nothing there, and you can breathe easier in it too."
"It is called "Abbott's Adult Women Wear," Zachary continued, a quick glance confirming that he and Maggie were thinking of the same place. "Bailey goes there to get her bra size whenever she feels like one's too worn down. You should definitely go. When do you have to get on your flight tomorrow?"
"12:00 PM." she said, smiling at her neighbor while trying to maintain her modesty.
"Then I'll drive you there when it opens at 8:00, then come back to get your stuff, and I'll drive you to the airport. How's that sound?" asked the black haired man.
Ginny smiled at him, "That sounds perfect. Thanks."
Jack began to get up and reached out his hand to grasp her breast and Zachary pulled him back, "Go back to the house bastard." he then pushed him in the direction.
Maggie then pulled out her phone and called the police.
It was later discovered after Jack was arrested that the police and Ginny had discovered a locker, locked to anyone who didn't have a key, though a cop was able to pry it open, and on the inside were hundreds of pictures of the girls he had tried to seduce over the years, most of which were of Ginny. There were pictures of her clothed, in a bikini or bra, or even ones of her fully naked. Bailey was even more disgusted with her brother keeping those and offered that the cops keep him locked away with no bail or parole. The police captain accepted, and while there was a brief trial afterwards, it was basically done for formality's sake since there was more than enough evidence to secure a conviction.
The next morning, Ginny and Zach went to get her new bras, and just in case some DD cup bikinis.
Ginny stared at her neighbor as he suggested it before bursting into an amused laughter, and he looked at her strangely, nervously gritting his teeth in a sort of smile that showed he was uncomfortable.
After a moment his friend conceded. "Fine. Fine. Let's find me a bikini that size."
They soon found the right kind of bikini for her, and they walked to the women's changing room, where Ginny instantly went into the changing room to try it on.
Her breasts fell out of her bra that she had on, and she could see the lines that they left along the front of her nipples in the mirror and rolled her eyes as she tried on the new bikini, which fit her rather well, to her delight. It also was made out of cotton, making it really comfortable.
Having kicked out Zach, the woman in charge of the changing rooms called her out to see if it fit her well and squealed when revealing herself from the room and seeing how well it fit her.
The woman looked her over and shook her head, giggling. "Those guys, and possibly girls if they swing that way, in Madagascar are going to swoon over you, girl. Like, I'm so jealous…"
Raising an eyebrow at the way she spoke about guys swooning over her breast size, Ginny frowned and walked back in the changing room, throwing up the bird for the lady to see. "Right…"
She could still feel the effects of the bikini on her skin as she felt her breasts feel cottony a little until she strapped her bra back on and went back out to find Zach. After a detour back to collect her luggage, they had reached the airport by 9:30 in the morning.
Once her bag was out of the car, Ginny thanked Zach for his help and told him to look after her plants in her front yard garden while she was away and then turned and walked into the airport.
"I'm so excited." Ginny squealed lightly as she walked across the parking lot towards the main entrance.
"I hope she has fun." said Zach, frowning to himself over what happened last night, and hoped nothing like that happened in Madagascar. "Who knows? She may find the right one for her over there." he smiled as he pulled out of the parking lot and left for home...
Wednesday, September 3rd, 2003
By late afternoon the next day, Ginny's flight to Madagascar finally arrived and landed safely, and she had soon left the busy airport to join the throng of life on the busy streets. After fifteen minutes, she easily found her 10-storey hotel at the edge of town near where she wanted to travel into the mountains, just a mile off the property, in the next couple of days.
As the redheaded tourist approached the hotel where she'd be staying, she noticed all the men and women in swimsuits, which got Ginny curious as to if there was a pool that was attached to this hotel because she didn't do much research on this place before coming here. She saw one man looking at her in welcome as he appeared to be a doorman, and she was quickly shown inside into the lobby.
She was wearing a crop top, and when one man sitting on a chair ran his hand around her smooth, lean stomach, she recoiled in anger at being touched there and was even more disgusted watching as some men stared at her large chest.
When she walked up to the receptionist, the woman behind it gave the travelling redhead a sympathetic smile. "I know how it feels Ms. My daughter-in-law constantly complains about some single men staring at her the same way you do, and her cup size is… smaller… than yours." Ginny shared the same look as she asked for her room key.
"Can I ask for your name, Ms?" the receptionist asked. "I'll need to check you in on the computer…"
She smiled at the older woman. "Ginerva Molly Weasley." With a quick search, the lightly grey haired receptionist found her on the list and gave her the room key. Ginny planned on staying for a few days at the most to explore all she can of Madagascar.
Just then an athletic and curvy teenager entered the room and nearly collided with the receptionist. "Grandma…"
"Hello, Bethany, did your father just drop you off?" asked the older lady, her tone slightly sad that her son didn't stop in to say hello.
"Yeah. Daddy wanted to say hello, but he had to rush to work." she said in explanation to her grandma's sad look.
"Oh! Well in that case I have no need to be upset over not seeing him." she said. "And guess what, Bethany...?"
The dark-skinned teenager's eyes widened in excitement, having learned her whole life to be excited for surprises from her grandma, and even for a 15-year-old, Bethany jumped around like a little kid on Christmas receiving a toy or money.
"Your boyfriend came through earlier with his parents and invited you over to their pool party." She laughed at seeing her granddaughter's expression turn into a mixture of elation and nervousness as she has never been in a bathing suit around him before, even though they've been dating since they were 13.
"O-ok…" she smiled, but on the inside she was deathly nervous to be seen like that from him.
"You do know how to get there, do you? You'll have to take the hotel marked path to reach their house…"
Bethany nodded. "I know how to get there. When's the pool party?" She hadn't seen him in a week since he had to go to a week long summer school and not being with him was strange for the both of them as they have been pretty much inseparable since starting to go out.
"The 8th. So make sure to pack some stuff for the long walk there." informed the older woman. "And don't worry, it's safe."
Ginny had to chuckle as she walked towards the elevator and heard the receptionist add that bit of information on at the end. "Maybe I'll run into her since I'll be heading off to explore that part of the island on the 8th." the tourist said to herself, pressing the button to the fifth floor with a light giggle.
When she arrived at her room, Ginny quickly discovered that she had a roommate by the name of Jessica, who she accidentally walked in on when walking into the bathroom as the first stop and saw her stark naked before closing the door. Ginny was initially uncomfortable at the idea of a roommate, but Jessica had apparently been informed in advance and helped her feel more comfortable with the idea, the two swiftly becoming good friends over the next few hours.
Jessica was there on a trip to document the wildlife and was really interested in the travel plans of her new friend and couldn't help but laugh at what happened to the redheads twin brothers when they were all on a trip together.
"I hope to find my true love here." Jessica said before bed on the 7th, the night before Ginny was going out to explore the mountains.
Her out-of-the-blue hope made Ginny laugh. "Hey… maybe we'll both find the man for us here. Who knows?" Ginny shrugged her shoulders, playfully throwing a pillow at the burnette.
However, Jessica caught it and laughed at her attempts and then quickly threw it back at her.
"I've enjoyed this roommate deal, Ginny. You are really a great friend." smiled the pretty brunette. "Haha, thanks for not switching rooms."
Ginny laughed. "Thanks Jessica, that means a lot." they smiled at each other before Ginny turned off the light beside her bed while Jessica still had some energy left in her. "We should go to the casino tomorrow night…" but was cut off when Ginny gave her the bird which caused her to fall asleep laughing.
"Goodnight Ginny." Jessica said as she pulled the covers over her body.
"Goodnight Jessica." Came Ginny's toneless reply from her exhaustion from the day.
Jessica giggled before falling into a deep sleep, excited for what tomorrow could bring for the both of them. Though little did the brown-haired documentor know that tonight would possibly be the last time she ever saw her new friend...
Monday, September 8th, 2003
"Akabi muki nesha orauki… meesha?" an unknown voice asked from the shadows in an undocumented language, known to nobody outside of this particular group. They had minimal clothing on like native tribesmen and had blow dart sticks, but their purpose remained unknown. There were at least six of these strange men in the trees watching the path the receptionist labeled as a safe path marked by the hotel.
"Sien moro flapedy…" said the youngest of the group looking at the path once more, he was desperately looking for something to walk along the path in front of them.
"Coro." the deeper voiced man growled at the youngest of the group who was possibly the age of 17, who looked down in shame at having been chastised for his words.
"Shhh…" the one closest to the path called out as they heard someone approaching. The six of them quieted down as the voice that grew louder was that of a woman, but their faces fell to a look of sadness as they realized that the woman had a man with her and looked further down the path again in hope another hiker would come along soon.
"Seinna corsan bard…" spoke one of them pointing up the path once again. All at the once their necks craned to look at what the man was pointing at and the youngest of the groups mouth began to twitch up to a smile as they could see a very athletic girl in nothing but a bikini, holding a small backpack, with dark-colored skin walking down the path clearly on her phone.
"Alright… I'll be there soon. Bye." The girl hung up her phone and breathed in the fresh air of the Madagascar forests, enjoying the familiar sense of peace she always seemed to feel when she took this route. As she neared a large circle in the path that came with a few benches, the girl was just about to sit down when suddenly something pricked her thigh. She didn't have enough time to look down before a large smile spread across her face, her eyes dropped halfway, and she became very dazed as if on drugs.
All she could think about was pleasing whoever came to talk to her next, and it made her giggle as three of the six figures that were along the path came out to inspect the girl.
The oldest of the three nodded to one of them. "Oosha ulta moropa…?"
If anyone were to be witnessing this, all they would hear was a jumbled language, but to the ones who are hit with the hypnotic blow dart, they understand it perfectly.
The girl giggled as she said her name. "My name is Bethany Tanner."
The men smiled and nodded their heads at her as she swayed a little on the spot, too high on this drug that the dart produced to stand or think straight without the men talking to her. "Verde cono sezet…?"
"I-I-I'm 15 years old sir…" she replied, drool dribbling down her chin and onto her C cup breasts, causing the youngest of the men, the one closest to her in age, to follow its movement down into her bikini. He crept forward and slowly moved her left breast cover out of the way to see her nipple.
She giggled lightly at the contact from him as he flicked her nipple. A dark blush crept up on her cheeks from the contact, but she still kept her primary focus on the man asking the questions, who had turned to talk to the other man and didn't see the brief moment of intimate contact.
As the younger of the three pinched her soft areola, Bethany let out a light sequel of delight that drew the attention of his two companions, and they looked aghast at what he was doing as they both harshly yanked him away and threw him to the ground. The other one who hadn't been asking the questions to the girl grabbed the youngest by the hair and dragged him into the forest back to the others.
Meanwhile, the other man who was asking the questions quickly adjusted the girl's bra back the way it was, the girl giving another light giggle at the contact. "Zoror zoror menik?"
She nodded. "Yes… I have a boyfriend of two years."
With a solemn nod of understanding, the man took the dart from her thigh, which caused the girl to collapse into his strong arms. Collecting the teen in his arms, he placed her in the shaded part of the resting area, where she'd awaken in 5 minutes, and retreated back into the trees with his companions.
They all looked pretty downtrodden at not being able to achieve their as-yet-unknown purpose, but the glare they gave the boy made it clear that he had crossed a line. The receiver of the glares shrunk back next to his sleeping bag and whimpered like a scared little dog.
For the next few minutes, these six mysterious figures watched Bethany in silence, making sure nothing would happen to her before she woke up. There was a brief concern that she might experience side effects from the drug, but when she finally stirred, she seemed to be just fine.
"W-why is my leg numb? Did I fall asleep?" Bethany asked herself tiredly as she blinked away the sleep from her eyes, before she stood up and resumed her prior walk. The leader of the hidden ones made a signal to the man furthest away to follow and protect Bethany to make sure their unfortunate first victim made it to her destination. The bald man nodded his head and took to the trees to follow her.
After another few minutes the remaining five all snapped their heads in the direction where the tourists were coming from to see a woman struggling with her breasts, a redheaded woman, in khaki colored cargo short shorts and a dark green colored crop top that seemed to be too small for the woman's breasts to fit into. Along the path in front of her, those mysterious men waited for her to pass by.
"Stupid gift shop… why did they have such a small crop top size? Ugh…" she groaned, walking ever closer to the trap.
Just as this redheaded woman reached the same area Bethany had been drugged, this woman who looked so sexy to them all that the men nearly forgot what they were there for, the main figure placed his blow dart to his mouth and shot it at the redhead, hitting her in the shoulder just in time.
Instantly, she stopped dead in her tracks and acted the same way as the last girl did, and without the constant attention to keep her breasts in, they nearly slid out of her top. They could see her under boob and blushed. The leader of the group and his friend walked out to greet this fine specimen of a woman.
The man who was going to ask the questions smiled at the redhead as they got a closer look at her. She would do just fine for their cause. "Oosha ulta moropa…?"
The big breasted redhead couldn't stop herself from giggling as she slurred her name. "My n-name is… G-Ginny Weasley..." her smile dazzling the two men. They couldn't help but smile back and rapidly nodded their heads at the sweaty redhead as she swayed a little on the spot.
She began to drool onto the crop top she wore, causing the men to chuckle, though that quickly stopped as they heard movement from their hiding place and seeing the same younger teen there. The leader growled and ushered their warrior of the group forward.
"Cez wekaka Coro villagi…" the man addressed nodded his head as he began to drag the 17-year-old back to their village for punishment. At that moment, the man who had been sent to watch over Bethany had returned and grinned at the redhead they had just drugged, nodding his head that the girl got to wherever she needed too safely.
With a pleased nod, the man turned back to the sexy redhead, placing his hand on her cheek and rubbed it.
"Verde cono sezet…?"
"I-I-I'm 22 years old Mr…" Ginny spoke, giggling from the emotion of elation from being asked questions from whoever this was.
Hope shone in the eyes of the gathered men and the questioner asked one final question, each of them braced for the answer.
"Zoror zoror menik?"
Ginny shook her head. "No… I don't have a boyfriend…"
They all breathed out a sigh of relief and just to be sure, Ginny was asked another question.
"Zenne zenne zoror zoror menik fututria?" Again, their breath was held, anxiety creeping up once again, believing that maybe this answer would ruin their special plans for her.
Again, Ginny shook her head, a pleased smile on her face at the sense of being able to answer their questions. "No, I do not… have anyone… I like romantically… back home…"
With that said, Ginny's eyes closed as the questioner snapped his fingers. Quick as a flash, the questioner lifted the unconscious redhead into his arms, and they ran off into the forest as quickly as they could to get back to their village to deliver the great news. With Ginny left in her current trance, the drug would take a few more hours to wear off, as they didn't want to remove it as of yet...
Monday, September 8th, 2003
Muffled voices, muffled movement. That is all the young redheaded traveler even seemed to be able to pick up as her eyes just wouldn't open. Her eyes felt heavy, like that one time when she volunteered to be hypnotized by a hypnotist during an assembly in high school. She still wasn't clear on why she'd put herself forward for that, but she had apparently spent the rest of the whole assembly basically out of it, doing whatever the female hypnotist had told her to do, just to demonstrate to the other students how horrible such an ability could be in the wrong hands.
Of course, Ginny woke up just fine at the end, though she left the auditorium feeling very tired, as well as having a slight headache for the rest of the day, leaving some of her friends to help her around in between classes.
A sound that resembled that of metal scratching across the ground made her internally wince, but since her hearing was muffled it didn't affect her much. Hands grasped her wrists before being pulled backward and the feeling of rope around them made her fear if she was becoming a hostage. But how? What happened during her walk on the trail?
'Was I jumped… or worse… raped? N-No I-I don't feel violated at all…' Ginny's mind raced as she considered her options on what could have happened that caused her to be here, tied up and unconscious. 'Maybe I was raped, but not penetrated?' Again, Ginny thought the worst until she felt a hand brush against her arm and she realized that her clothes were still on her, perfectly intact.
Suddenly, she heard all voices stop, while her sharp ears picked up the sound of someone else stepping into the room from which she felt the person's eyes on her, even in her sleep making her unnerved.
Just as she heard the floor creak under this mystery man's feet did her eyes start to not feel as if they were lead, and she was able to awaken peacefully as she felt a hand on her cheek, lightly patting her face as though trying to wake her up faster.
"Ugh… wh-where am I?" Ginny asked tiredly as both her eyelids refused to open above halfway until the smell of meat reached her nostrils. Abruptly roused to consciousness, she glanced down at her bare stomach and realized that there was a loose rope tied over her belly button, as well as glistening sweat from the humidity of this forest running down her stomach causing it to be very eye catching for many of the under clothed men staring at her.
Ginny groaned in fear, her teeth gritting in anxiety as she stared at every one of the mixed colored men standing around her, their skin ranging from mostly black African style to just a few dozen white, or dark tan colored men. One man's penis was sticking out from under his loincloth, although the resulting visual frankly disgusted the redhead, encouraging her to put more effort into her attempt to get out of her restraints.
"Resisting will not help you, Ginny Weasley." spoke a voice from the shadows with a slight… British accent? Ginny was curious as to who this man was who had the same accent as hers as he revealed himself not a moment later. He had long hair going down to his shoulders, a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead, a nice muscly build, without being as over-the-top as a body builder Ginny had seen back home, and the most gorgeous green eyes she has ever seen in her life.
Just looking into his eyes made Ginny feel a sudden need to be near him, though the brown-eyed girl fought off the tempting allure of this tanned man, not knowing who the hell he was. Why was she so attracted to him at first glance?"
"Forgive me… I am Harry James Potter. I was born here, in the forest amongst this tribe. My great-grandparents were kidnapped by this tribe to become their king and queen, and then they had my father, who managed to meet my mother Lily when she walked the same path as you." She had a feeling that this Harry fellow meant the hotel path into the jungle.
"Of course, my father had discovered a very interesting drug amongst the grounds of this village, a root in the ground that hypnotizes those that smell it, if brought to their nose." Harry explained. "My mother was put under his spell, and the two of them are still together today, my mother having no recollection of the real way they met, only that she was madly in love with my father. He desired a queen, he got one, and now… I am king..." explained the king of this hidden tribe. As he sat down on a chair that wasn't facing the right way, Ginny realized that she could see up his loincloth, and the sight didn't make her gag.
Though, after a moment, realization of Ginny's situation sunk in as she thought about what this handsome man had said, both the fact that he was the king here and the obvious implications regarding her own presence.
She, Ginny Weasley, the world traveler, who thought nothing bad would happen to her on her various trips, was about to follow the example of this 'Lily' woman and become the next hypnotized queen of this village.
"N-No, please…" the traveler shook her head rapidly, tears forming in her eyes. "Please find someone else… I-I can't be your queen, Harry…" sobbed the beautiful woman bound to the chair.
"Why not Ginny?" asked the village king. "My people need a leader, and his woman, who can show strength, courage and love… in fact, your response reaffirms that you fit the criteria. On a physical level, you are most lovely to look at… my heart yearns to feel your lips on mine, to hear your voice every minute, and hour, of the day…" said the dark haired man as he grabbed a bowel from the counter that had blue smoke rising from it.
"I HAVE A LIFE YOU KNOW POTTER." shouted the bound woman, scaring many of the guards, even most of the villagers outside. All the shouting did was reinforce Harry's idea that she was the one, seeing his villagers submit to her scream.
"That life now rests in my… no, the village's hands." Harry gestured to everyone around, setting the bowl on the window sill and slid over to Ginny, lifting her head up with his hand under her chin and gave the British woman a warm smile. "I will take care of you for as long as you live, Ginny…"
Whispers of promise were what she was hearing leaving his lips, and didn't even realize what he was insinuating, his voice just caught her off guard so much that she just couldn't help but smile at him, Ginny's resistance briefly overwhelmed by her growing attraction to him.
He stood up once again, knocking reality right back to the dismayed traveler, who made an attempt to kick her legs out to topple him to the ground, only to finally realize that even her feet were tied together.
Once again tears left her eyes as she pleaded once more. "If you let me go, I-I-I I'll find you a much better woman for you… just let me keep my mind…" her voice, choked from the sobbing, her heart breaking that she might never be leaving this forest or that she'd have her entire mind wiped to fulfil some sick desire…
"If you fear that you'll lose your personality for a new one, have no fear, because your personality will remain the same just better… if you understand what I mean?" Harry said. Ginny smiled lightly at this news, even if she couldn't explain the sense of trust she felt; she had no obvious reason to believe this man, but something in his manner still assured her that he wouldn't just blank her mind and turn her body into some kind of living doll...
Though a new thought raised a little victory marker in her head. "Well…" she leaned forward with a smirk. "What if I'm unhappy with my new life and want to return to normality?" Seeing the man pause at the window sill where he had left that odd mixture in that beautiful ornate bowl caused Ginny's smirk to widen thinking she got him.
Some of the others in the room were wondering if her question held any meaning to it as well as Harry's mother never seemed unhappy at all under the hypnosis.
The young man in question turned around, pulling a blank look at her question, instead watching her stomach as she breathed. His gaze appeared particularly drawn to her well-developed stomach muscles, strengthened and defined from her long interest in walking and athletic sports, before his eyes shifted upwards to look at her slightly angered expression at his gaze.
Rather than respond directly, Harry brought the chair forward and sat down in front of her and rubbed her exposed legs and stomach. Caught off-guard by the renewed attention, Ginny tried to struggle away once again. The movement caused a strand or two of her hair to fall in front of her eyes, which made her captor gasp lightly, running his hand through it as though he was in a trance of his own. He even leaned in to take a sniff of her hair, and the approving smile on her face suggested that he liked it.
Ginny began to cry once more as he lifted her head up to look at him, something she knew would probably lead to the answer to the question that she didn't want to hear.
He gave her a sympathetic smile as he saw the flow of tears leaving her eyes, before he leaned in and kissed her cheek, wiping the tears away from her freckled cheeks as he pulled back.
"Some horrible things would need to happen in order for you to be unhappy with this life," her captor explained.
Ginny closed her eyes tight, shaking her head repeatedly, trying to come up with a reason to let her go. "T-Then what about just not h-hypnotizing me a-and just keeping watch over m-me while I... get to know you?" Ginny opened her eyes, though with the tears blurring her vision, she could still see his frown from what she had just said.
"I can't risk it, Ginny." Harry said, understanding in his tone, "If I left you to your own devices, then you will sneak away and reveal the location of our hidden village that has remained hidden for centuries, which is a feat in itself."
Ginny nodded her head in understanding at that logic and relaxed her arms and shoulders. "I guess I'm going to be hypnotized by you no matter what then, huh?"
The dark haired man nodded his head sporting a grin. "It appears so, Ginny. If there was any other way, I wish we had met back in Britain, maybe our relationship would have been normal and perfect…"
She nodded in agreement as she did find him attractive, but at the same time the idea of hypnotizing her didn't really sit well with her still, but if she couldn't escape anyway... so what the hell, right?
'At least I'll be away from, and hopefully forget, my perverted neighbor…' was the only good thought that ran through her head at the moment that were positives about being hypnotized.
'The negative side of this new life is I won't be able to see my family again… I better ask him if I'll even be able to think about them and miss them…' when they locked eyes again, Harry could tell just by reading her beautiful brown eyes that his wife-to-be desired to ask a question.
He took her hand and kissed the back of it as he smiled a little at her. "What's on your mind, beautiful?"
Ginny smiled, blushing lightly at him calling her beautiful, since she did find him attractive it did affect her to a degree. "Will this hypnosis affect being able to miss my family, or even be able to remember them?" Her eyes looked pleadingly into his green ones, refusing to think about how that gaze took her breath away as she waited for an answer to his question.
His answer was automatic. "Of course, Ginny. Your family will remain on your mind for as long as you want to remember them."
It wasn't a perfect scenario, but if she was already here… she'd always liked the chance to get away from modern complexities to explore a simpler way of life… and she did find him interesting so far...
Ginny's smile melted his heart and she nodded. "I guess… if there's no way out of this… then I won't fight you, Harry."
It was very genuine with what she said and Harry was truly touched that she was willing to be hypnotized, but what she said next shocked him, to the point that his jaw hit the floor. "I do find you very attractive, just so you know." Ginny seductively told her captor, giggling at his expression of shock.
He shook his head and smiled at his wife-to-be and stood up to grab the bowl of that strange mixture once again and sat down back in the same spot.
"This will smell like roses." he rolled his eyes when saying that because it was weird that it smelt like that to begin with.
Ginny nodded her head and closed her eyes as she awaited to smell the rose smelling mixture that had been produced just for her...
As soon as the scent reached her nose, her senses went through a loop.
Her eyes opened so fast that she felt dizzy, but not because of that, the room was suddenly going into a blur. Ginny forgot where she was, who she was, and what was going on. All that she could see was who she could recall was Harry James Potter, the man she was attracted to- no, was madly in love with...
Something about him made her feel as though her insides had been set ablaze with want, but whatever held her arms and legs back caused her to groan as she wanted to be near him, so close, yet so far from him.
Her thoughts turned to mush, her heart beat so quick as if she was on a run, the smile on her face couldn't be mistaken as her eyes glazed over for a moment. Her squirming to get near Harry stopped as her eyes shut, her head fell, hanging there limply as she passed out from the feelings the smell had given her.
Harry smiled as he undid the ropes around her hands, waist and feet before lifting her into his arms and carrying her to what would soon become their bedroom.
"Where am I?" Ginny thought in desperation. "I need to return to Harry… my love…"
"You'd throw away your life?" screamed a very angry version of herself. It was the only resistance she could muster up.
"What? I'm not throwing away my life." Ginny shouted in rage. "I want to be with my own true love."
"He's manipulating your very mind." shouted the resistance. "Fight it…"
"Why would I fight these feelings?" Ginny countered, lost for why she'd want to give up feeling this way about anyone.
"Oh, I don't know?" the resistance Ginny said sarcastically. "Maybe because you're being hypnotized to believe you are in love with that man?"
Ginny raised an eyebrow at the illusion of herself. "If I were hypnotized, I think I would know… Harry is the man of my dreams… my soul mate. He'll protect me and love me, and I wouldn't think twice about doing the same for him."
As her other self's mouth fell open in astonishment, the other Ginny's jaw suddenly fell from her face to hit the floor. Ginny didn't have time to question what had happened before the rest of the other Ginny's body followed the 'example' of her jaw and collapsed in front of her. As though on a cue, the world suddenly seemed to swirl around Ginny, blanking out all thoughts of that strange doppelganger in favor of the reminder of who she was and why she was here in the first place.
Her name was Ginny Weasley, and she was there to marry the man of her dreams.
Tears sprung into her eyes as she remembered that she became engaged to Harry when she was 17, and they were going to marry, but he disappeared off the face of the Earth… until now, when she had found him as the ruler of this lost tribe, and had eagerly accepted his offer to become his queen.
Her heart began to pound again as she realized that she had forgotten the man of her dreams and she quickly wished that she could wake up to feel herself in his arms. Ginny didn't want to ever forget such a divine looking man again.
She slowly forgot about her friends back home, only the memories of her family remained, her memories of that perverted neighbor of hers were sucked out of her mind, leaving only bliss and happiness.
Slowly, thoughts to obey Harry, and know him as her fiancé and master crept into her head, and Ginny couldn't fight the joy of starting to think those thoughts.
They were her everything…
Harry was her everything…
He deserved everything she had to give to him, even though he would never demand- precisely because he would never demand anything from her that she wouldn't give him willingly anyway.
Nothing else mattered to her as she drifted in a sea of soothing blankness, allowing those thoughts to spill into her head.
She felt at peace, so much at peace, thinking of the man she loved. She couldn't even think of a man that she had loved more in her life than Harry James Potter.
Ginny giggled as an image of him appeared and patted her cheek, bringing her deeper into the trance, and even deeper when another appeared and did a brief tango with her.
Her whole mind was being changed by the minute, and she never noticed. A large smile rested on her face as a sound like glass shattering filled her mind, and her whole body went stiff as a board, her eyes closed as she fell backwards into a deep sleep.
Nothing bothered her anymore…
Nothing mattered but her family and Harry anymore…
Where she lived before didn't matter anymore…
How she got to be in the presence of Harry didn't matter anymore…
All that mattered was that she surrender herself to the dark void that called her to rest, inviting her to think of nothing more than her reunion with her lost soul mate and their life ahead.
"Life is perfect…" Ginny said to herself as the void shifted, and her eyes opened to see a world of nothing but black and white spirals as far as the eye could see.
These spirals would relax Ginny even further, sending her deeper into the mind shattering trance. Her thoughts, emotions, and memories were all mushed and only happiness could get through the fog that had invaded her mind.
There was a light at the end of the spiral filled tunnel that called her forward, a dark green light, something that Ginny seemed to recall as the mesmerizing color of Harry's eyes. Ginny tried to move towards this strange goal, but the harder she swam through these swirls, the longer the tunnel seemed to be…
Ginny was briefly surprised to find that she didn't mind the long swim at all. The spirals around her calmed her, sent her further into the tranquility she knew she would find with Harry...
Her eyes closed once more, and she only felt peace and joy...
"Ginny… time to wake up…" a voice echoed through her void of darkness. A voice she recognized as the man she loved…
"Ok darling…" she called out in response, pushing aside the dark exhaustion she'd just experienced as her eyes slowly began to open…
Monday, September 8th, 2003
With her head filled with thoughts of Harry, peace, and loyalty, Ginny no longer had any thoughts of fear, or anxiousness. She was now a part of a Madagascar tribe, and it was her job to keep it hidden. Ginny couldn't help but cry when she opened her eyes and looked into the eyes she loved so much.
Harry grinned, the feeling of relief washed over him knowing that the drug worked, Ginny would remain under his influence and be his queen practically by this time next month.
Ginny ran a hand through his black locks, savoring the feel with her fingers, closing her eyes, smiling at the sensation of loving someone this much when all she could remember was never feeling love romantically for anyone. Sure, there was a boy she had dated back in her senior year of high school, but those thoughts were pushed out alongside every other thought that didn't matter in her new life.
Ginny looked down and noticed she was now in her bra and underwear. Once the shock was done with, a smirk rose on her face as she looked up at her husband-to-be and slowly began to take off her bra in a teasing way to make her lover want her even more.
She licked her lips as she noticed his hardening erection from under the animal skin cloth he had over his waist, inspiring the flame of desire within her as she felt a growing want to have him inside her.
Harry felt the same as he noticed her eyeing it with a hungered look. 'Wow… the hypnosis really did a number on her if she is this in love with me already…' he smirked inwardly and mentally shrugged. 'Oh well, it's a good thing I guess…?'
Ginny bit her lip as her bra reached the top of her hardening nipple, and she rubbed it to tease him even more.
Harry groaned as she teased him for another several seconds, before Ginny got tired of it, ripping her bra off because she believed that she wouldn't need it anymore and when Harry laid eyes on the smooth, and flawless, jugs on her chest his heart nearly beat out of his chest just staring at the heavenly jewels.
"See something you like, honey?" Ginny asked, laying on her side on their bed, placing her hand against one of her breasts, spreading her fingers out over the front and only giving him some eyesight of her nipple with a small open-mouthed grin.
He was speechless watching her pull down her shorts, reaching into her underwear, and began to touch herself for him. "I'm so wet with the need to have you inside me…" she teased seeing him trying to talk, but at the moment he looked like a fish out of water.
She laughed, watching his expression before she sat up and leaned back on her hands, gesturing for her underwear. When he looked, Harry finally got the courage to speak as he pulled down her underwear and threw it to the side. "Yes… I see you." he said in a sexual whisper. "Are you ready?"
Ginny grinned widely as she saw him divest himself of that animal skin clothing and Ginny had to keep herself from gasping in a whole lungful of air at seeing his rock hard penis waiting to enter her.
Ginny grinned as she pulled him towards her where he fell on top of her, laughing as he blushed feeling her breasts against his chest. "Please, dear, don't be embarrassed. We are to be married in a month… I love you more than anything in this world." The devotion in her voice was enough for Harry, and so he got into position to push into her.
The pleasured screams of the future queen could be heard throughout the village, even in Ginny's future in laws house on the other side of the village.
Lily was currently sitting naked in bed after a nice relaxing bath with her husband, reading a book (one of many they acquired during nightly discreet raids of the nearby towns), and heard the screams of pleasure coming from the direction of her son's house. The older redhead couldn't help but giggle, overjoyed her son had found a woman to love and eager to watch his upcoming marriage.
When she saw her husband walk back in without his loincloth on, she smirked, put the book away, and began to make love to her husband for almost the same amount of time as Harry and Ginny.
The next morning, Ginny covered her body from the guards who had entered the room, but quickly found out from her husband-to-be that showing her chest to them would serve as a sign of authority and what her title is. Throughout the day, Ginny quite liked it, but was a little uncomfortable with some of the single men staring at her half-naked self, and she even shared a sympathetic smile with her soon-to-be mother-in-law Queen Lily Potter, whose breasts were D cup, smaller than Ginny's, of course, though hers still got a lot of attention from single men.
Lily, James and Ginny went out to the small diner near the village square, which was the only modern day thing in the village, for a small outing to get to know each other.
Unbeknownst to the three of them, Ginny was being watched from the village border by a pair of big yellow eyes. This creature was eyeing the newly betrothed woman with a sexual hunger that rivaled that of Ginny's for Harry.
This creature didn't have the knowledge of Ginny losing a part of her mind to Harry's hypnosis mixture, and so had its own plans for Ginny.
"Just you wait you lovely redhead…" the creature said in delight as it stared at the young woman's large breasts and hardened nipples. "Soon you shall be mine and call me your mistress… you will be my slave…"
...To Be Continued…
Hope you enjoyed part 1 of Ginny's New Tribe where Harry is the one to hypnotize and betroth Ginny to be his wife very soon.
I also thought it is best that Lily and James should be alive and together, in a different manner though, due to Voldemort not existing in this Muggle AU.
What did you think of Ginny willingly agreeing to become hypnotized after a while?
That cliffhanger character though, you readers may know who that is, if you don't, then what how don't you?
These are the next few entries for Tales of Milikan before moving back to Double Life:
Ginny's Wish Come True
Ginny and Lily: Servants for Life
Kaa's Prizes
Broken and Obedient
Lost and Enslaved.
Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed.
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