Title: Spank the Mudblood
Categories: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
Characters: Umbridge, Hermione
Contains: De-aging, Lolita, Spanking, Femdom, Teacher/Student
Co-Authored By: Darkness Rissing
Started: 24/01/2018
Finished: 24/01/2018
Hermione looked around the office, the walls decorated with plates with moving images of cats, balling and releasing her fists nervously. Her bushy brown hair reaching down to her upper back matching her brown eyes, a red and yellow tie around her neck over her white blouse that rested beneath her grey v-collar long sleeved jumper with red, yellow, red colour bands on the collar and jumper bottom, a sewn twenty four pleats grey skirt stopping at her knees and black socks reaching up to just below her knees, her feet clad in black rounded toes Mary Janes shoes.
"One or two dear?" Asked a fake sickly sweet voice.
She turned to face the woman who sat in front of her, a short squat woman resembling a large pale toad with a broad, flabby face, a wide, slack mouth and a little neck, her eyes bulging and pouchy, filled with her retched smugness, her mouse hair wearing a black velvet bow like a small fly perched atop the toad. She wore a pink fuzzy cardigan top over her pink dress.
Hermione said nothing and simply glared at the toad-like woman.
Umbridge continued to send to send her that sickly sweet smile, Hermione wished she could slap that horrid smile off her face.
"Now dear there is no reason to act so childish, we can both be civilized...one or two?"
Hermione felt her cheeks burn with anger and with a small huff she answered. "One I suppose."
"See that wasn't so difficult now was it?" smiled the toad as she dropped a single sugar cube into a cup of tea and carefully passed it to the girl. "I find tea can be very calming…it really helps me when I have to deal with unruly students like you and your friends, especially that Mr Potter." She continued as she added a cube to her own cup and lightly stirred it in with a small spoon before taking a sip. "Now don't let it get cold dearie, I do so dislike waste." She insisted, sipping her own again.
Hermione grit her teeth, biting back her retort. She was just trying to goad her, anything she says will only make the situation even worse. She slowly lifted the dainty cup to her lips and took a mouthful of it. When was she going to get to the point?
"Now." Umbridge continued, "down to business." She put the cup down on her desk. "I'm sad to say this, but I'm disappointed in you Miss Granger."
Hermione clenched her jaw again, briefly thinking back to their 'Defence Against the Dark Arts' class, she'd spoken up in support of Harry, that he wouldn't lie about something so important and terrible like Voldemort's return was given detention to serve that night at 7'o clock.
"I thought I was clear that any form of insubordination would not be tolerated anymore...yet you insist of raising your voice supporting the dangerous illusions and lies of your friend Mr Potter."
"Harry was telling the truth, he wouldn't lie about this!" Hermione interrupted, standing up from her seat and slamming her cup on the desk.
"There! You demonstrate my point exactly." Said Umbridge calmly. "You call yourself a model student." She carefully stood from her own chair, looking oddly taller than she had before to Hermione. "Yet you act like any other petulant brat." She walked round her desk and approached the girl. Hermione was now certain she looked taller, before she had been a bit taller than the 'professor' but now she barely reached the woman's chest, and when she thought about it for a moment she noticed that even the room was looking bigger...and her clothes were suddenly feeling loose and baggier.
"So I have decided that if you are going to act like a brat, I will have to discipline you like one."
It finally dawned on Hermione; it wasn't that the pink toad was growing taller…but that she was getting smaller.
She looked down, her shirt and jumper were now really baggy, her chest was almost flat again, she could feel her bra dropping. her skirt fell down her legs before she could grab it, pooling round her now oversized shoes, her pink panties sliding down to join them as she tried in vain to grab them through her jumper which was now looking more like a dress on her petite form. She looked back to Umbridge, now eye level with the woman's thighs, looking up she saw that horrid, cruel smile that would star in her nightmares after today. She could feel her front teeth lengthening again, regaining her buckteeth status.
The girl paled considerably as she realised with horror as her body returned to be the one ofa child, she wasn't sure whether she was eleven or twelve.
"What-what did you do to me?!" Hermione asked in horror, even her voice sounded childish.
"Like I said, if you insist on acting like a brat," Umbridge began calmly as she stepped closer to the now much smaller girl, "then I will treat you like one and if you enjoy acting like one so much then you should look the part." There was that smile again, even bigger than before as Hermione pushed her jumper down to conceal her modesty, even her sock had fallen now. "I was able to get a vial of de-aging potion from Professor Snape's stores while I was assessing his work space." Her hand suddenly lashed out and roughly took hold of Hermione's arm, smirking at her sudden scream. "And now I can punish you accordingly."
"What are you doing? Let me go! You can't do this!" Hermione screamed, trying to force the toad to release her hold in vain, the toad's hold much too strong for her. Umbridge was now more than happy about the silencing charm she'd placed on her office, she could make the mudblood scream all she wanted and no one would hear her. She began to drag her, her smirk growing as the girl stumbled out of the pile of clothes, nearly falling over until Umbridge roughly pulled her back to her feet, Hermione felt like her arm was about to be yanked from her socket, she glanced down at her naked feet, if it wasn't for her jumper and shirt reaching down to just above her ankles she would be completely naked, and it was rather hard to walk.
Umbridge dragged the little girl back to the other side of her desk, smirking as she tried pathetically to pull away. She sat in her desk chair and with a sharp yank pulled the girl over her lap, forcing her to lie on her stomach as she pinned her down.
"What are you doing?" Hermione asked, her fear more than evident in her voice, she could feel her body trembling in Umbridge's lap, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and terror.
"Punish you like the troublesome brat you are." Umbridge said calmly as her other hand grasped the hem Hermione's jumper and shirt and proceeded to hike it up, pulling it back until her small, naked butt was revealed. "And when it comes troublesome children only one thing can set them straight." She lifted her hand into the air.
"Wait you are not going to...?
SLAP
"Ahhhhh"
A large pink handprint formed across her butt cheeks.
SLAP
"Noooo!"
She could feel tears welling in her eyes.
SLAP
"That hurts!"
She could feel her voice approaching its breaking point as tears trailed down her cheeks, she began to kick her legs, trying to escape, Umbridge held her firmly in place.
SLAP
"Stop!"
That one had been even harder, she stopped her kicking, her butt was now covered in red handprints.
Hermione continued to cry, the humiliation of Umbridge continuing to spank her like a child combined with the pain was unbearable, each hit stinging more than the last, bringing new jolts of pain as her tears flowed freely.
SLAP
SLAP
SLAP
Umbridge didn't have any mercy as she focused all her attention on spanking the soft flesh as hard as she could, determined to ensure that every time the girl sat down she would be reminded of this punishment, the filthy mudblood didn't even deserve to be in this school.
SLAP
"That's it, you know you deserve this. Deep down you know that you deserve to be punished." Umbridge said in her sickly sweet voice, even patting Hermione's red rear before going in for another slap, happy she was no longer screaming.
Hermione felt a familiar 'tingling' feeling between her thighs, she grit her teeth as the hand came down again.
SLAP
She felt like she had butterflies in her stomach, a familiar feeling of disgust and an unease settling in at the thought that she might be enjoying the old toad spanking her.
SLAP
More tears slid down her cheeks, her ass cheeks stinging, screaming out in pain. Why did the pain also feel good?
SLAP
Hermione felt her breath catch in her throat, her hands balling into fists, filled with the pink of fabric of her 'professor's' clothing.
SLAP
Despite herself she felt her cheeks turn redder though more from embarrassment than anger.
SLAP
Her whole body jerked that time, her hairless crotch briefly grinding against the toad's lap, she squeaked, pressing her lips together and squeezing her eyes shut to prevent her moan from escaping.
SLAP
She jolted again, another squeak escaping her as she pressed her lips together even tighter. Unable to stop herself she lightly began to squirm in the giant pink lap, her ass screaming with pain while her prepubescent pussy burned with desire, no doubt in Hermione's mind it was already wet like it had been the first time she found a…mature book hidden away in the Hogwarts Library in the Restricted Section, she didn't know how much longer she could hold back.
SLAP
Umbridge's smug eyes narrowed, her sickly sweet smile dipping into a frown, glaring at the squirming girl in her lap, mocking her by wiggling her glowing ass. She grit her teeth, she would teach this mudblood a lesson no matter what. She lifted her hand again and brought it down hard.
SLAP!
Her palm stung with the contact, her wrist cracking as she grit her teeth through the pain before giving into her frustration, a red mist descending into her mind.
SLAP
SLAP
SLAP
SLAP
"Aiiieeee!" Hermione screamed as her entire body started to convulse, her virgin, tight pussy contracting in on itself, before finally erupting , creaming the pink fabric beneath it . She froze her, her cheeks burning red, her hear skipping a beat as she waited Umbridge's reaction.
SLAP
SLAP
SLAP
SLAP
Finally Umbridge stopped spanking her, breathing heavily, after several deep breaths she regained her composure, the red mist faded and she lowered her hand, now burning with pain, though not nearly as much as Hermione's ass that was now a mixture of red and purple hand prints covering it up.
Hermione was trembling in Umbridge's lap, her pussy still oozing its cum into her lap, blushing from head to toe, her shirt beneath her jumper lightly dampened with her sweat.
SLAP
Hermione jerked again, rubbing her wet pussy against the fabric. Umbridge went rigid, her jaw clenched again, she lifted both hands and suddenly violently pushed the girl from her lap, barley noticing how her head caught the desk on the way down.
Umbridge stood up abruptly, looking down at her pink skirt, her face turning completely red as she stared at the wet stain left by her pupil's sex.
Hermione looked up, her face deathly pale, the fury in Umbridge's eyes was terrifying to her child form; slowly turning on the floor until she was no longer sprawled on the floor only to wince and hiss in pain as her abused ass touched the floor. Umbridge's gaze shot to her.
"Get out!" Umbridge growled, drawing her wand.
Hermione squealed, stumbling to her feet and making a runner for the door, barley pausing her stride to grab her clothes, hugging them against her chest as she ran to the door, unwittingly holding her jumper and shirt in its hiked position and she flung the door open and leapt out, barley dodging a cutting hex from the 'professor' as she ran through the mostly deserted halls, her half naked child body on full display as she took her tiny strides, ignoring the strange looks the portraits sent her.
Umbridge glared after her from her office, making a mental note to give the girl detention for the rest of the month and this time have her use the blood quill on her ass.
"Filthy mudblood." She muttered under her breath, her jaw still clenched; though if it hadn't been for the stain and the insult of it all she would find it amusing for a mudblood to truly accept its place beneath a pureblood.
A/N Hope you all enjoyed the chapter, something me and Darkness Rissing discussed before the new year and wanted to try. Don't forget to cast your vote, Elsa's fetish will be decided in two days on the 26th and feel free to request another character to go into the poll, and check out the poll fic for full options and requesting any future polls.