It was their fourth year. The trio, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, were already chatting up this year's adventures, and they'd already met one wacky card: Luna Lovegood. This year was much different, though. These kids were now 14 and developed relatively quickly, especially Hermione Granger. She transformed from the ugly, flat-chested, mud-blood nerd into one of the hottest girls in the school. Her jawline was sharp and sexy, her waist had slimmed down, and her abs barely shined through, showing evidence of some physical work. Her tits, oh god, her tits. She was sporting some beautiful DD boobs. They were perfect symmetrical orbs of flesh, with perky nipples that poked through her stretched-out clothes. Her ass developed into the perfect little bubble butt, not fat, but Phat. Her thighs were perfectly smooth and soft. Every guy, even Draco, had to admit that they'd fuck her brain out. But Hermione had her eyes on one man, Harry Potter. She had pined for him since her first year. Harry, of course, showed no outward interest.

Some weeks passed at school. All the teachers were the same, especially Snape. But Mad-Eye Moody and the Goblet of Fire were sure to make things interesting. One unsuspecting night, Hermione climbed into her bed, wearing her pajamas, which she still made look sexy. Suddenly, an owl flew into her window and landed on her bedpost. The owl was pure white, almost as white as Hedwig.

"An owl? At this hour?"

Hermione plucked the letter off the owl's leg, and the owl promptly fluttered off. Hermione gingerly opened the letter, which read:

"Dear Hermione,

Tomorrow night, come to the room of requirements.

Wear something slutty."

Underneath the message was a map to the room of requirement.

"Is this Harry's way of asking me out? I mean, maybe he didn't use Hedwig because he didn't want it to be too obvious, and I mean, who else has an owl that white? Every guy my age except Harry is taken or doing something, and he's pretty rocky with Cho. It might be him!"

Hermione stuffed the letter, her excitement bursting through her underwear. Her pj's looked like she pissed herself. Hermione got soaking wet thinking about the boy who lived taking her virginity.

The next day, Hermione couldn't keep her eyes off Harry, and even more oddly, she couldn't pay attention in class. All she could think about was Harry's body:

"How big is it? At least 7 in soft, right? I bet he has abs under that shirt. Look at that cute butt!"

As soon as dinner was over, she basically ran to her room. As soon as she was sure everyone was asleep, she opened her wardrobe.

"What to wear what to wear? No, that's too tacky. Nope, that's to snobby. Nuh uh, that doesn't put out enough. Ooh, maybe this?"

Hermione pulls out her last year's uniform.

"Which boy doesn't love a school girl!"

Hermione struggled to get the outfit on on account of her growth. The buttons barely held together on her blouse, leaving no room for a bra, which was fine. She never intended to wear one. She left the tie loose and the top buttons open to show cleavage. The shirt was so short it couldn't cover her midsection, leaving her toned abs to shiver in the cold Hogwarts air. The skirt was short, barely covering her ass, but just enough to tease. She wore her regular thigh-high socks and shoes. She slid on a pair of her sluttiest panties.

"A present for Harry!"

She giggled as she whispered to herself. She quietly snuck out of the Gryffindor common room and into the hallway; she tiptoed to the room of requirements and quietly sunk in.

The room was dimly lit. There were no lights except for one light shining on a singular chair.

"I guess Harry wants to surprise me!" Hermione whispered.

She sat in the chair, but nothing happened. Nothing continued for a good 2 minutes when Hermione had enough and decided to get up.

"Can't believe I got stood up!" she mumbled.

As soon as her ass lifted from the chair, leather straps exploded out of the chair, strictly and painfully binding her to the chair. The straps wrapped around her shoulders, stomach, legs, calves, and wrists. Hermione struggled to escape when suddenly, she heard the clomping of high heels, and into the light came Luna Lovegood in her regular school uniform.

"Luna?!"

"Hiya Hermione! Wow! That spell did work!" Luna exclaimed

"Luna, I don't know what kind of sick joke this is, but you have to let me go!" Hermione begged

"Let you go? Luna pouted, "but you accepted my invitation, so now you're mine!" She gleefully stated.

"Yours?"

"Yes, you're mine. Honestly I didn't think you'd come. Who'd expect Hermione Granger to accept such a letter, to accept such a request, all of which, is unsigned, might I add. I do have to say, I guess those rumors were true." Luna said monotony

"Rumors?"

"Why yes! I mean, every girl is talking about how you let every guy fuck you. Now I know that isn't true, but deep inside, you'd love it, wouldn't you, you whore?" Luna spat in her space, punctuating her sentence with a strict slap to the face.

"Now, Granger, you are my secret girlfriend. I've placed a hex on you, the hex will burn your very flesh inside out until you do as I command, I made sure you wont consent to anything, I love it when they struggle!" Luna giggled

"Luna please! I dont like girls and you know this is wrong!"

"Shut up Hermione!"

"Luna pl-" Before Hermione could continue, her chest started to feel a very soft burning sensation, but the more she tried to speak, the hotter and more unbearable it got.

"Don't test the hex Hermione"

Hermione glared daggers at Luna.

"Oh alright, you can speak, but not right now."

Luna snapped her fingers, and all her clothes disappeared. Luna was not as impressive as Granger. She had C-cup tits, a little chub, and an average ass. She made up for what she lacked in beauty in her maniacal sex drive and her disgusting list of fetishes. Luna sauntered over to Hermione, and each step added a new article of clothing: black underwear, a dominatrix suit, black leather high-heel boots, and leather straps on top of the suit.

"You really did follow my instructions!" Luna gestured to her clothes

"Sadly, you wont need them."

With a snap of her fingers, every piece of clothing flashed off Hermione's body, and the cold air hit her like a brick.

"You are beautiful, Granger," Luna said, admiring the sexiest piece of fuck meat in school.

"I'll enjoy making you my personal dildo."

Hermione's eyes widened in fear, and her breathing shallowed and quickened. Before she could utter another plea for mercy, the chair transfigured into a table, the straps still holding her down, spreading her legs. Luna loomed over her, suddenly having a flogger. Without a word, Luna quickly whipped Hermione's tits with the flogger, hitting every sensitive spot. The pain rushed through Hermione, tears well up in her eyes; she let out a yelp of pain.

"Good, be as loud as you can." Luna started bringing the flogger down with more intensity and with more frequency. The hits began being sporadic, marking anywhere on Hermione's body. Each hit was followed up before Hermione could recover. Soon, Her skin started to break, and drops of blood trickled down.

"Oh, we're finally bleeding," Luna said, almost bored. Still, anyone could see that she had a twisted and sadistic glee in her eyes. Hermione was sobbing at this point; her whole body ached. Snot, tears, and makeup mixed all over her face. She raised her head to look at Luna, hoping she was over, but she wasn't. Replacing the flogger, a double-ended dildo was in her hand. It was massive, 36 inches. Hermione's heart raced at the thought of that in her.

"Sadly, this is the last thing of tonight, but don't worry, I have so much planned for you tomorrow," Luna said while gloomily flicking the Dildo.

"Now, on with the show!" Luna said as she bent the dildo into a c shape. Confused, Hermione wondered why she would do that. Does Luna not want it in her? Hermione's confusion cleared up as soon as the two tips touched her pussy and her ass.

"She's going to rape my ass with that dildo!" Hermione realized.

"Oh, I'm so excited," Luna exclaimed. Without wasting a second, she forcefully jammed the dildo as far as it could reach into both holes. She started to rapidly pump in and out of Hermione. Hermione, a virgin, hadn't felt anything close to the mix of pain and pleasure she was feeling now. She realized that her own body was betraying her. One shameful moan of pleasure broke through the sobs. Luna stopped and grinned.

"Oh how quickly they fall." Luna resumed the pumping, even faster now. One shameful moan turned into two, and soon, the halls echoed in Hermione's disgusting moans. All Hermione could feel was a bottomless pit of shame as she realized what a whore she was for enjoying this, but that wouldn't compare to the shame of what came next. The tidal wave of pleasure built up, and Hermione realized she would have her first orgasm.

"NONONONO! NOT HERE, NOT LIKE THIS!" Hermione thought, but her body couldn't stop it. Soon enough, she exploded. Hermione squirted everywhere, covering Luna in her juices. Hermione convulsed on the chair, screaming in ecstasy and crying of shame as pleasure radiated through her body. As her orgasm wound down, she lay there sobbing and heaving.

"There, Hermione, go back to your dorms and clean up. I have a surprise for you," Luna said. She snapped her fingers, and the chair straps disappeared. Luna's outfit also returned to normal.

"See you tomorrow in class." She said as she giggled and skipped away.

Hermione lay there for some time before shamefully putting her clothes on and trudging through the halls. She sat in the shower and cried for an hour, unable to wash away the disgust and dirtiness of what had just happened to her. As she stepped out of the shower and looked in the mirror, Large black letters appeared on her chest. Hermione watched in horror as she realized what it spelled:

"Luna's Fuckpig"

Hey all, thanks for reading my first chapter. Message me what you want to see in future chapters. You can tell me what kinks and fetishes you want, in what direction you want the story to go, any other characters you want me to add into the story. The story will remain pretty dark and negative, so keep that in mind.