Harry laid back in his bed and got comfortable. It had already been a week since he first found the Hogwarts Handbook and his life had greatly improved.
He had been making small changes around Hogwarts to better suit him. The first thing he did was undo his permanent ban from Quidditch, and he was now back to being the seeker of the Gryffindor team.
Then he made it so Umbridge let them use their wands in lessons. As it turns out, she was useless at most spells. She hadn't even been able to demonstrate a simple shield charm when all the students could.
Snape was no longer allowed to be biased against Gryffindor's, or biased towards his own house in any way. This led to plenty of confusion in his house, especially Draco Malfoy, who had already picked up 3 detentions from him in a single week.
His best change was that now no one treated him differently from any other student. He could walk through the halls without people staring and talking about him, now he was just Harry. And it had changed his Hogwarts experience for the better.
But he couldn't get what he did to Hermione out of his mind, she had been walking around Hogwarts wearing a similar school uniform all week, and anytime she took off her robes she looked incredibly hot. He couldn't look away. The way the shirt was shaped around her breasts, and how the thigh highs clung to her legs. It had made her look incredible.
It had been so tempting to go even further. He had told himself all week that he couldn't use the book to do things with her, it was immoral. But every time he saw her the option was more and more tempting.
He looked over at his desk from the bed, the Handbook lying open. It was right there. In just 5 seconds he could have Hermione in his room, and they could have so much fun together...
His mind was running away with fantasies, he could change the school uniform for the girls so they had to go around completely nude, he could make it so that they were all madly in love with him. He could make it so all of them acted like sluts. He could make a Gloryhole filled with whoever he wanted. And all of those fantasies were just a few sentences away.
He couldn't hold back anymore. He walked over to his desk and picked up the quill, words appearing before he had a chance to write anything.
Hello Harry Potter, what can I do for you today
Harry could feel himself already getting hard, he swiftly scrawled,
I want Hermione Granger to come up to my room
Harry looked over expectantly at the door, it only took a minute before he heard the footsteps, and Hermione walked in. He immediately eyed her up and down before she said, "Hey Harry! I thought I would come say hello, what are you up to?"
Harry smiled at her, "I was just doing some writing Hermione, what brings you here?"
Harry watched as Hermione's brain froze, the magic of the book had made her want to come up here, but she didn't know that, "I, u-uhm, just wanted to come up, what, am I not allowed to?"
Harry just shook his head, "Of course not, you are allowed to come in Hermione, you are welcome any time. Just give me one second to finish this sentence."
Hermione Granger will follow any of Harry Potter's requests, without question
Harry finished his scrawling, "And there we go! Why don't you come stand by me, Hermione?" He said, standing up.
Every time he wrote into the book, part of him doubted it would work, he always made sure to do a small test first, just to verify. Just like this. And exactly as expected Hermione responded, "Of course Harry!" and swiftly walked over to his side.
It had worked.
He quickly followed up with another, slightly odd request, "Hermione? Stick out your tongue for me please!"
Without hesitation, Hermione opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. But Harry wanted to press further...
He had removed the rules that Hermione let him grope her already, the only changes affecting Hermione was her clothes, and that she had to obey him. So if he reached out and groped her...
He did just that he, slid his hand up her small skirt and gave her ass a small squeeze.
Hermione immediately blushed red, she spun around and pulled away from Harry's grip, "Harry! That is incredibly improper, you can't just touch me like that!"
It went just as Harry thought, the way Hermione felt wasn't totally changed, at least not yet. Hermione looked like she was about to slap him, so he quickly said, "Hermione, you don't care if I grope you from now on!"
Hermione's anger quickly dropped, her body untensed, "Oh... Yes, of course, I wouldn't care about a silly small thing like that. Sorry I got so angry about it, I don't know what came over me"
Harry couldn't help but grin, the magic of the book really was incredible, it could change the way she thought just like that. "It's okay Hermione, it's a stressful time with our OWLs coming up, you are probably just too pent up."
Hermione immediately went on a rant about her exams, "I know, I've got so much to study still... I've not even started revising the second unit of Charms, I mean, I'm pretty good at most of it already, and I use some of the charms fairly often, but I still need to do a proper run-through of all the content, but it feels like I have no time to do all of that before-"
Harry interrupted her, "Hermione, take off your shirt for me."
Hermione nodded her head as if it was a perfectly normal thing to be asked, she slowly started undoing her buttons as she talked, "At least I am getting through my Potions revision ahead of where I expected, and Snape's teaching has completely switched up... It is much nicer I have to admit" She had gotten most of the way down her shirt, revealing her white bra underneath. Harry could see parts of her cleavage and he couldn't take his eyes away.
"Y-Yeah, I agree Hermione, Snape's teaching is way better now!" He quickly said, drawing Hermione away from her rant.
Hermione looked at Harry and saw where he was looking and blushed red again, "H-Harry! Just because I am taking off my shirt doesn't mean you can just openly ogle me!"
Harry quickly looked away, he hadn't expected that reaction, although it made sense. She was just taking her shirt off, she hadn't been told it was fine for Harry to look at her. "Sorry Hermione, but from now on it's fine if I look at you in any way I want, okay?"
Harry watched as it looked like Hermione's brain completely froze, she thought about it, part of her brain was insisting that she had to listen to everything Harry said, the other part of her brain telling her it was wrong to let someone look at her in just her bra. She concluded that she should just listen to Harry, that's what she was meant to do, right? Even if it overrides something else.
She took a deep breath before saying, "Yes, of course, Harry, you can take a look at me whenever you want, it makes sense." she tried to smile at him, despite it really having made no sense to her.
Harry turned his eyes back to her breast, "Okay, then slide of your shirt then Hermione, you have all the buttons undone"
Hermione nodded her head, raising her hands and sliding her shirt down her shoulders. She slowly folded her shirt and placed it on his desk, not that Harry noticed. His eyes now admiring her. The white bra she wore showed plenty of cleavage, showing her ample breasts.
He reached out with one hand and squeezed over the bra, making Hermione squirm slightly, but didn't say anything.
Harry said, "You know, you are very pretty Hermione, you look good like this."
Hermione fidgeted with the hem of her skirt, "Thanks, Harry... It feels nice to be appreciated sometimes, I'm not just all brains..."
Harry nodded his head, "Exactly, in fact, let's prove how much more you are than just brains. Why don't you slide off your skirt for me?"
Hermione nodded her head, as if it was a perfectly normal request, and slowly shimmied her skirt down her legs. Shaking her hips from side to side. It only took a few seconds for it to fall to the floor around her feet.
She wore a pair of white panties that matched her bra, the black thigh highs clinging to her soft legs, the material making them seem so silky. Her breasts looked big on her smaller frame, her waist perversely slender. She was shaking from the cold of being so exposed. Even though she had to obey, it didn't sit right in her brain to be in her underwear like this in front of someone else. She pulled one of her arms across her chest, trying to keep a fraction of her modesty.
Harry was finding the control intoxicating, he wanted to push further and further, "Hermione, why don't you get down on your knees."
Hermione sunk to the floor, her legs pressing against the wooden surface. Her legs were spread slightly and she looked up at Harry. "L-Like this, Harry?" she said, seeking his approval.
Harry tilted his head to the side, "Why don't you try and arch your back a bit more, you are a pretty girl, you don't need to hide anything."
She took a deep breath before pushing her chest forwards and her ass back slightly, making the curve of her back look beautiful. Her hands gripped onto her thighs. Her hair was messy, small strands hovering in front of her eyes, and her lips parted.
"Much better Hermione!" Harry said smiling down at her, "You are as pretty as I say, you just need to have more confidence in that!"
Hermione rubbed her arm, shying away from Harry's gaze, "I-I suppose... if you say I am, then it must be true."
Harry's mind was whirling with ideas, he wanted to do so much to her, it was just a case of what to do first. Did he want to grope her, make her horny, fuck her? No, for now, he had a much better idea.
He grabbed her chin and forced her to meet his eyes, "Hermione, what do you think about what you've been wearing for the past week?"
Hermione thought for a moment before responding, "It's much more adventurous than what I would normally wear... It's tight, I normally buy my clothes slightly large so I can grow into them. I don't know why I changed what I wear..."
She looked down at the floor while taking a breath, "I think I like it though, it makes me feel pretty, I like that. Like how I enjoy your compliments." Her cheeks tinged red at that point as if she had said more than she had intended to.
Harry brushed past her final comment, "How would you feel about wearing something more adventurous, Hermione?"
Hermione bit her lip as she stared at the floor, before saying, "I wouldn't mind it... It's good to try new things sometimes, it could be fun even if I don't wear it in public"
Harry smiled, perfect, it was fun to check if Hermione was willing even if he could just order her too. "How about I dress you up, Hermione? I can use magic to get you some fun things to wear!"
Hermione eagerly nodded her head, "That sounds like fun to me! Do you have something in mind already?"
Harry quickly walked over to his book and scribbled
wardrobe is filled with slutty outfits I can dress Hermione in
He then turned to Hermione, "You stay there on your knees, and I'm going to find you an outfit to wear. Understood?"
Hermione nodded her head and Harry walked over to the wardrobe, he opened it to find a vast collection of clothing, from short miniskirts to erotic lingerie, and plenty of costumes, nurses, and prisoners. There was even an assortment of collars, whips and other sex toys.
Harry flicked through the wardrobe till he found something he really liked. A simple bunny outfit, that amounted to not much more than a leotard, some tights, a plug tail and some ears.
He eagerly pulled it out, and shouted over to Hermione, "I've found the perfect thing for you Hermione!"
"Yes, Harry? What have you found?"
Harry pulled himself out of the wardrobe, holding the outfit and presenting it to Hermione, "Don't you think you'd make a cute little bunny?"
Hermione's hands leapt up to block the outfit from her view, as she immediately started to protest, "No! I can't wear that! Harry that is way too far! It's incredibly skimpy, I'd like to keep my dignity!"
Harry stared at her, "Well, tough luck Hermione, you are to put this on, immediately, understood?"
Hermione gulped, "Y-Yes Harry, sorry, you are right of course, I'll put it on." Hermione walked over to Harry and took the outfit from his hands, "U-Uhm, how do I put this tail on Harry? It's just got a pokey bit at the end?"
Harry grinned, "Isn't it obvious? That goes into your ass!"
Hermione eyes widened, "I-I-In my what?"
Harry just rolled his eyes, you heard me Hermione, and you are putting it on, that's the end of the conversation. You can use a spell to lubricate it if you insist, but that is it.
Hermione was bright red, her arms shaking, "This is so embarrassing Harry... this wasn't what I thought you had in mind. I thought you were going to suggest a pair of heels, or a crop top or something. Not this!"
Harry just shrugged his shoulders, bluntly saying, "Change, now Hermione."
She slowly pulled down her thigh highs, revealing her soft, white thighs. Then she went to take off her underwear, first reaching to the back of her bra and unclipping it, dropping it to the floor to fully reveal her breasts. They stood up by themselves, and her nipples started to harden as they were exposed to the air.
She took a deep breath before reaching down to her panties, bending over and slowly sliding them down her legs, revealing her small pussy. She screwed her eyes shut and dropped them to the floor before turning to the new outfit.
She picked up the plug first, muttering a lubrication spell under her breath, she screwed her eyes shut again, she didn't want to do this, but for some reason, she couldn't stop herself. She had to do what Harry was asking of her, and that meant putting in the plug. She slowly pushed it against her hole, moving it in increments. It already felt like it was filling her up and she wasn't even halfway. But she kept pushing, she let out an involuntary moan before making a squeak as it fully slid in.
She could feel the tail pressed against her ass, she slowly moved her legs and could feel the plug move slightly inside her. "Okay, it's in Harry!" she said between breaths.
Harry walked over to her side, admiring her nude body, "That's a good girl Hermione! You are going to call me Master, for now, understood?"
Hermione gulped again, Harry was really pushing her, why was she agreeing to all of this? It was ridiculous. But that didn't stop her from promptly replying, "Yes Master! I understand, I will call you Master from now on!"
Harry just grinned at her, "Good bunny! Get back to putting your outfit on"
Hermione nodded, going to pick up the stockings. They were going to rest incredibly high on her stomach, making sure all of her legs were covered until they reached the leotard. She slowly slid it up her legs, shivering at the feeling. It was so soft to the touch, and she couldn't help but admire how good it made her legs look... Maybe this whole thing wasn't such a bad idea.
Then she went to the leotard, it looked like it was made of a latex-type material, but like the stockings was incredibly soft to the touch. She pulled it up her body, the top of the outfit just barely covering her breasts, and the bottom part hugging to her crotch tightly, the back cut so that some of her ass was showing.
And finally, she picked up the headband, which had a pair of bunny ears sprouting out the top, sliding it onto her head to hold her hair back.
Hermione stood up straight, the fabric felt so nice on her body... but she hated how much of her it was showing. She could see Harry walking over to her.
Harry's hand went straight to her ass, cupping one side in his hand, "I think you look great like this, bunny, why don't you do a pretty pose to commemorate the occasion?"
Hermione ignored Harry's gropes, "A-A pose? What kind of pose do you want me to do Master?"
Harry smiled at her, "I just want you to stick your tongue out, roll up your eyes, and do a cute little peace sign, I'm sure you will look great bunny, understood?"
Hermione slowly nodded her head, it was the smart thing to do, to listen to Harry, "Yes master, I'll do it now"
Hermione bent forward slightly, putting her cleavage into Harry's view, and sticking her ass out for anything that could look from behind. She raised her left hand and stretched it forward, making a peace sign and stuck out her tongue. Trying to roll her eyes into the back of her head.
Harry tried to burn the image to memory, Hermione looked incredibly slutty, he could never have pictured her doing something like this just a week ago, but now this and so much more was possible. Now it was just a question of what to do next...
A/N: Hey, hope you enjoyed it, if you have any constructive feedback or ideas you'd like to see incorporated, please leave a comment! Any feedback is greatly appreciated