Disclaimer: I don't own harry, potter. J.K Rowling owns the book and movies.No Beta.Summary: Rosalind never expected herself to fall for tom riddle a.k.a Lord Voldemort. but hey once you start something, might as well finish it right?.Warnings: Heat ( Animal Sex ), Bdsm. Force sex. Violence. Etc. ( Sexual Dreams ) mature themes.Tags: Creature inheritance. Abuse. Neglect. Adoption. Etc.
Rosalind wince in pain as her back started to ace. Matter of fact everything hurt.
Why was she suddenly feeling like this?. A groan escape the redhead female as she stood up.
Eyes flashing and her teeth now in pain. She let out a muffled scream.
No one in the house could hear her, because every night Roslyn put a silence spell around her room to prevent her uncle from hearing her late at night.
The thing about Rosalind is that she sometimes has night terrors.
Which she knew involved the dark lord Lord Voldemort.
She wasn't stupid like people thought she was.
Roslyn knew her and Voldemort had some type of connection.
But she never paid attention until now. But now was her 16 birthday and she was in extreme pain for some reason.
"Garth!" she screamed.
After a few minutes, the pain stops. Roslyn took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief.
But then the worst pain she ever felt came and it took her to the floor.
Whimpers after whimpers left her mouth. It was like someone was sticking a knife in her stomach.
She felt her hands moving and twitching, her legs growing and hair suddenly growing on her body as she let out a scream and stop as she bit her lip.
Finally, after 30 minutes the pain stop and Roslyn tried to move but she finds that her hands are now paws.
Confused she walks to her bathroom and fear filled her lungs as she saw a huge black white/ brown panther looking back at her.
Roslyn tried to lift a paw and was successful in doing so.
' why am I an animal?' She thought.
Was there some type of creature in her family that Rosalind didn't know about?
Now sleepy the redhead girl left her bathroom and walks over to her bed.
' Should I just jump on my bed? Or sleep on the floor?' She thought.
Fuck it, she was sleeping on the bed. Hopefully, her aunt or uncle don't come in before she would be herself again.
Knowing if it was Dudley Roslyn knew she would be in some much trouble.
That was a beating she did not want. So Roslyn hops up on her bed and lays her head on her paw.
From this position, she felt comfortable. She see why animals slept like this.
Closing her eyes one thing left the redhead girl's mind.
' I hope my uncle, aunt, and cousin doesn't come in my room in the morning.'
The next morning when Rosalind open her eyes, she felt lighter and calm.
A yawn left her mouth.
Blinking away the sleepiness from her eyes she look around the room and could see everything more clearly.
Dust, stains, blood. Everything.
It was no wonder Animals were cautions of people, they could see and feel their presence.
By the time of the day Roslyn knew her family would come barging in soon.
So she went into the bathroom and paused when she realized she was walking on two feet, not four.
' did I change back in the middle of the night?' She thought.
A smile lifted on her face as she ran to the bathroom and begins to run her shower.
Today would be good, she just knew it.
" do you like when I do that, huh Rossy?" Tom growled. Roslyn let out a moan as her body begin to heat up.
" Yes, please right there. Tommy" Roslyn moaned. Closing her eyes in pure bliss her p*ssy begins to get wet.
Her lover Tom was devouring her so sweetly. She didn't know if she could keep this up for too long before she comes.
" Please. Fuck me Tom" she whimpered. Voldemort glance up and smirked at his lover.
Rosalind was such a sight to look at. She believe herself to be hideous, but she was far from it.
" As you wish my queen ".
Before long Voldemort was between Rosalind's legs as they were wrapped around her lover's waist.
" Please fuck me" slit was pouring from her body. She couldn't fight it anymore.
She needed him now dammit. Reaching up and pulling his clothes off Roslyn sat back in bed as her lover's manhood was throbbing in her presence.
"My Ready my queen?" Voldemort asks.
Nodding her head Roslyn open her legs and spread her knees apart.
Roslyn knew she was about to be sore tonight but it was worth it.
She took her hand and grabbed her lover's shaft and guide it inside herself.
Before she knew it a moan escape her lips. Her lover felt so good inside her body.
It was like she was I'm cloud 9. Rosalind couldn't control Rosalind.
At all.
And Rosalind sat up in bed with cold sweat all over her body. That dream felt so real.
Deciding to stay awake. The redhead girl looks around the room trying to find something to do.
The Dursley barely let her do anything. Barely can watch tv. But they assume she will do something from the television.
Which is stupid, if you ask her.
' oh, well. Let's just get the day started
' Rosalind thought.
To Be Continued.