The Last Horcrux/Lestrange Manor/Bathroom/Fantasise about other girls or women

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You start to fantasise about the girls - and the women - that you will get to meet at Hogwarts. There are about seven hundred pupils at Hogwarts at any given time, so about one hundred per year group. Between the four houses that makes twenty five or so students per year group. This means you might expect about twelve or thirteen first year girls in your dormitory, and a similar number for every other year group. Eighty or so girls, aged 11 to 18, just in House Slytherin!

You are sure you will end up in Slytherin, but the whole school will be full of girls, quickly turning into women, their ripe young bodies aching for sex, just like you do. You look down at your beautiful young pussy, the delicious smooth curves of your outer lips and the sparse, soft black hairs that mean you are becoming a woman.

You gaze down at your beautiful pussy in the bathtub

You raise your bottom out of the water and slip a finger inside yourself, then another, finding the rougher surface of your G-spot and begin to grind your fingers there. You bring your ankles up to your bottom to keep your pussy above the water and start to rub your clitoris with your other hand. Your pussy is aching for you to find the right rhythm and the water is splashing as your body slowly starts to writhe to the sexual tempo you are creating.

You know most of the girls there will be straight, but there will be some who are lesbians like you are, or are bi, or just happy enough to experiment with other girls while they are growing up. You also know that you don’t care if they are straight laced straight girls, you will dominate them, enchant them with love potions, and even use the Imperious curse to make them into your play things. You will gather the prettiest girls to you and use them as your sexual play things, in an endless orgy of of mouths and breasts and wet female flesh…

You frantically rub your pussy imagining the girls and women you will meet…

By now, you are masturbating in earnest, quickly rubbing and massaging your clitoris and grinding two fingers from your other hand against your G-spot at the same time.

“Lick my pussy..” you gasp, “lick my pussy you little sluts…”

You imagine the most beautiful girls in the school, queuing up to pleasure you with their mouths. You imagine slutty lesbians who really get off on it, who have ate girls pussies before; you imagine shy first years, flat chested and embarrassed, but licking your clit out of fear of being punished; and you imagine inexperienced girls in their mid teens, who dream of kissing boys, instead enchanted with love potions to lick and suck your clit until you orgasm all over their faces…

All will serve at your pleasure

And finally, as you feel your pleasure approaching its crescendo, you imagine the girls opening their legs for you, and letting you kiss and lick and suck their most special places. You will taste all of them, from the hairless slits of shy and crying first years, to the hot wet cunts of slutty six formers who become addicted to your mouth and beg you for more…

You approach your orgasm imaging the feeling of a Hogwart’s girl forced into letting you taste her pussy

You start to moan loudly and the water is splashing against the side of your bathtub as your bottom slides against the porcelain and you thrust you fingers deeper and deeper into your pussy. You masturbate your clitoris furiously until you reach an incredible climax, you pussy clenching and your whole body shuddering with pleasure…

Afterwards, as you lie still in the luxurious warm water, you realise that the Dark Lord is temporarily subdued by your orgasms. Your pleasure is something he can’t resist, and your desires are a weakness to him. For a few moments, in the water, you are just Emily again.

You gently rub some of the wetness of your pussy on your nipples, and lick your fingers clean, wishing you had another woman’s sex all over your face. Then, you quickly shower, dress for dinner, and join your Nanny as if you were thee sweet an innocent girl she always believes yiu to be.


Emily Lestrange
Details
Ethnicity: Pureblood Witch English/French/Italian
Sex: Female
Age: 11
Height: 4'11"
Weight: 92 lbs.
Build: Slender
Eyes: Green
Hair: Black
Enchantments
Spells in effect
1: Protego Corpus
2: Protego Psyche
3: Protego Anima
4: Protego Animus
5: Psyche Obfuscatus
6: Obscurus Magicae
7: None
8: None
Soul Fragments
Horcruxes
1: Your Diary? (Lucius?)
2: Hufflepuff's Cup? (Vault?)
3: Ravenclaw's Diadem? (Hogwarts?)
4: Slytherin's Locket? (Cave?)
5: Gaunt's Ring?
6: Gryffindor's Sword?
7: Unknown
8: Unknown
Possession
Emily (vessel)
Inventory
Magic Items
Other Items
Hastur snake familiar, tailored clothes in black and dark emerald green, black leather knee high boots, purse with currency, Lestrange family vault key