Tonks's Property
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Harry was going to be sharing a room with Tonks. On the one hand that sounded like the ultimate male fantasy, forced to stay with an older, flirty woman that could change her body in any way imaginable. On the other hand, he was going to be this woman’s property, no rights, no choice in what happens to him. It was hard for Harry to focus too much on what was happening right now, what with Tonks grinding her crotch into her lap and her huge breasts covering her face.
“I trust you’ll take care of Harry, Miss Tonks. I know it’s a lot of responsibility but I’m sure you can handle him,” Dumbledore cheerfully said, the twinkle in his eye brighter than ever. It was hard to tell if he was just trying to lift the boy's spirits or if he found the sight of the wizard world’s saviour getting motorboated to be funny.
“I’ll take very good care of him, I promise,” Tonks purred, pulling Harry’s face a little bit deeper in between her impressive bust. Harry stared up at her with her boobs nuzzled around his face. She had a mischievous smile on her face, her excitement over owning him clearly visible. He had no idea what she had planned for him but he doubted she was going to let a chance to mess around with him go. He just hoped he didn’t start rapidly shrinking and end up a literal toy in the holy witches hand. He could barely handle her at this size, he had no idea what it was going to be like when he was even smaller.
“Miss. Tonks, we have a few things to discuss. Could you please stop using Mr. Potter as a chair and come over here?” Dumbledore asked, this time there no mistake that he found Harry’s situation hilarious. Tonks reluctantly got up, making sure to grind her pussy into the bulge in Harry’s pants one more time. She gave the young man a saucy wink before strutting off, making sure there was a little extra wiggle in her hips. Harry noticed, his eyes planted on her big, jiggly rear as it backed away from him.
“Mate, this is great!” Ron rushed to Harry’s side, his face split with a huge smile. He followed Harry’s gaze, admiring the big rump of Harry’s new owner. The redhead then blamed down at his friend who was still in a bit of shock. “She’s going to be looking after you? Mate, you don’t get luckier than that.”
“I don’t know Ron, I’m going to shrink down to nothing, I don’t really feel lucky,” Harry bitterly pointed out. Tonks was a great distraction but he couldn’t get the thought that his life was ending because of some insane new disease out of his mind. Was he going to lose a few inches every day or was he going to suddenly drop a foot in the blink of an eye? He was scared and nothing could take his mind off his current predicament.
“Well, at least you’ll be shrinking down between a pair of killer knockers. That’s not so bad,” Ron shrugged, trying to see the bright side of the situation. Harry blushed, they certainly were a killer pair on Tonks, made even better because she could control their size. He watched her from across the room, chatting happily with Dumbledore and ignoring any scathing comments from Mrs. Weasley. She was one sexy witch, one that seemed happy to get close to him. It was strange but since he started shrinking he’d noticed women looked at him differently. It was like when they saw him so small and weak they wanted to get closer to him, touch him, control him. Even Hermione seemed to be forgetting boundaries as she came over and hugged him without any warning. In Hermione’s arms, Harry couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like when he was alone with Tonks.
A couple of hours passed, everyone had dinner and got ready to head to bed. Tonks hadn’t come near Harry all evening, the metamorphmagus seemed preoccupied with other things, only giving her new property a few small glances. Honestly, Harry thought she had forgotten about him until she dragged him off to her room. As soon as they were alone, she used her wand to lock the door and make sure no sounds could leave the room.
“Did you have fun with your friends? That Hermione seems like a smart bird but your friend Ron is a bit of a horndog. I caught him checking out my ass several times when you know it’s reserved for only you, my little Harrykins,” Tonks laughed as she turned around, pulling her pants down to expose her big, round butt. As she removed her pants, she stuck her rump out, letting it expanded slowly until it became an enormous bubble butt that left Harry mesmerized. Tonks was wearing a pair of magical panties, designed to grow with her rear. They covered up some of it but left a lot of ass free to see. With her pants off, Tonks removed her jacket and shirt next.
“I have to admit, it was hard for me to just let you wander around on your own all evening. I just wanted to force you under my butt or against my boobs but I had work to do and you’re just too much of a distraction. Maybe once you're smaller I can put you somewhere safe and out of sight, would you like that?” Tonks asked as she stood before Harry in just her underwear. Her breasts were nearly popping out of her bra, they looked bigger than Harry’s head and is supple and soft. Harry nervously looked at Tonks, wondering what she wanted him to do next. She just smiled at him, brushing her multicolored hair away from her face. “I’m only asking if you’d like being trapped under my clothes to be nice. truth is that you, Harry Potter, are mine to do with as I please.”
Harry was taken to bed, not allowed to even undress, as Tonks took him into her bed, hugging him close to her big chest. As he squirmed in her grasp she tightened her grip on him, not allowing him any say in anything. When he tried to speak up she just sneezed him tighter. His erection throbbed against Tonk’s leg but she gave it no mind. Clutched like a teddy bear to this mature, half-naked woman’s body, Harry drifted off long after Tonks had fallen asleep. His dreams filled with visions of sexy but huge women looming over him.
“I trust you’ll take care of Harry, Miss Tonks. I know it’s a lot of responsibility but I’m sure you can handle him,” Dumbledore cheerfully said, the twinkle in his eye brighter than ever. It was hard to tell if he was just trying to lift the boy's spirits or if he found the sight of the wizard world’s saviour getting motorboated to be funny.
“I’ll take very good care of him, I promise,” Tonks purred, pulling Harry’s face a little bit deeper in between her impressive bust. Harry stared up at her with her boobs nuzzled around his face. She had a mischievous smile on her face, her excitement over owning him clearly visible. He had no idea what she had planned for him but he doubted she was going to let a chance to mess around with him go. He just hoped he didn’t start rapidly shrinking and end up a literal toy in the holy witches hand. He could barely handle her at this size, he had no idea what it was going to be like when he was even smaller.
“Miss. Tonks, we have a few things to discuss. Could you please stop using Mr. Potter as a chair and come over here?” Dumbledore asked, this time there no mistake that he found Harry’s situation hilarious. Tonks reluctantly got up, making sure to grind her pussy into the bulge in Harry’s pants one more time. She gave the young man a saucy wink before strutting off, making sure there was a little extra wiggle in her hips. Harry noticed, his eyes planted on her big, jiggly rear as it backed away from him.
“Mate, this is great!” Ron rushed to Harry’s side, his face split with a huge smile. He followed Harry’s gaze, admiring the big rump of Harry’s new owner. The redhead then blamed down at his friend who was still in a bit of shock. “She’s going to be looking after you? Mate, you don’t get luckier than that.”
“I don’t know Ron, I’m going to shrink down to nothing, I don’t really feel lucky,” Harry bitterly pointed out. Tonks was a great distraction but he couldn’t get the thought that his life was ending because of some insane new disease out of his mind. Was he going to lose a few inches every day or was he going to suddenly drop a foot in the blink of an eye? He was scared and nothing could take his mind off his current predicament.
“Well, at least you’ll be shrinking down between a pair of killer knockers. That’s not so bad,” Ron shrugged, trying to see the bright side of the situation. Harry blushed, they certainly were a killer pair on Tonks, made even better because she could control their size. He watched her from across the room, chatting happily with Dumbledore and ignoring any scathing comments from Mrs. Weasley. She was one sexy witch, one that seemed happy to get close to him. It was strange but since he started shrinking he’d noticed women looked at him differently. It was like when they saw him so small and weak they wanted to get closer to him, touch him, control him. Even Hermione seemed to be forgetting boundaries as she came over and hugged him without any warning. In Hermione’s arms, Harry couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like when he was alone with Tonks.
A couple of hours passed, everyone had dinner and got ready to head to bed. Tonks hadn’t come near Harry all evening, the metamorphmagus seemed preoccupied with other things, only giving her new property a few small glances. Honestly, Harry thought she had forgotten about him until she dragged him off to her room. As soon as they were alone, she used her wand to lock the door and make sure no sounds could leave the room.
“Did you have fun with your friends? That Hermione seems like a smart bird but your friend Ron is a bit of a horndog. I caught him checking out my ass several times when you know it’s reserved for only you, my little Harrykins,” Tonks laughed as she turned around, pulling her pants down to expose her big, round butt. As she removed her pants, she stuck her rump out, letting it expanded slowly until it became an enormous bubble butt that left Harry mesmerized. Tonks was wearing a pair of magical panties, designed to grow with her rear. They covered up some of it but left a lot of ass free to see. With her pants off, Tonks removed her jacket and shirt next.
“I have to admit, it was hard for me to just let you wander around on your own all evening. I just wanted to force you under my butt or against my boobs but I had work to do and you’re just too much of a distraction. Maybe once you're smaller I can put you somewhere safe and out of sight, would you like that?” Tonks asked as she stood before Harry in just her underwear. Her breasts were nearly popping out of her bra, they looked bigger than Harry’s head and is supple and soft. Harry nervously looked at Tonks, wondering what she wanted him to do next. She just smiled at him, brushing her multicolored hair away from her face. “I’m only asking if you’d like being trapped under my clothes to be nice. truth is that you, Harry Potter, are mine to do with as I please.”
Harry was taken to bed, not allowed to even undress, as Tonks took him into her bed, hugging him close to her big chest. As he squirmed in her grasp she tightened her grip on him, not allowing him any say in anything. When he tried to speak up she just sneezed him tighter. His erection throbbed against Tonk’s leg but she gave it no mind. Clutched like a teddy bear to this mature, half-naked woman’s body, Harry drifted off long after Tonks had fallen asleep. His dreams filled with visions of sexy but huge women looming over him.
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