(1) Chaos in Gryfindor

Heather had received an invitation to Gryffindor Common Room and slipped along to see them. As Hogwarts' Cumdump, unless invited to sleep overnight withnsomeone, she went to sleep being fucked by anatomically... Well-armed enchanted suits of armour in the Great Hall.

The painting was different. The Fat Lady was now the Fat-Fitted Lady, since it seemed even paintings can lose weight after two in the being fucked no -stop.The

The Common Room was quiet, and it seemed Students had formed groups. Actually... It was pretty much just boys vs girls, with only Neville sitting with the ones that looked happy to see her.

"There she is, the Traitor!" Ron looked... It was funny. After becoming Heather, the genderbent Potter had had at least one sexual fantasy about every guy best-known as Harry Potter. But never Ron. "Do you know what you've done?! You've made Gryffindor a laughing stock and you did it.all for those Snakes!"

Heather was so confused. She noticed Neville had a bulge and shuffled over before kneeling between his legs.

"Could you explain while I sucking dick? I think better when I have something not and hard inside me." Heather saw nods of approval among the Witches and Neville nodded.

Turns out that Gryffindor was fucked. Every Witch wanted to join her as a Cumdump. Every sixth and seventh year Gryffindor Witch wanted to give up their education and career prospects to become school sexdolls. All the Wizards except Neville didn't want that, though Neville was supportive because he was the only Gryffindor Wizard fucking his Housemates and he wanted a break.

Ron finally lost his temper at being ignored and charged, but it was just as Neville was about to blow, so Heather just removed Longbottom's cock from her mouth and aimed.

"So you all are limpdick cucks, all you are wannabe cumdumps, and you want to get a bit of rest?" Everyone, in varying degrees of acceptance nodded. Except Ron, who had fallen and knocked himself out after getting a facial. "Right, well Deputy Headmaster Snaps says I'm Gryffidor's Heiress, something about Goblin Laws and feuds or duties, but it also means I more or less can handle House stuff." Everyone sat straighter.

"So... From now on when a Gryffindor Student turns eighteen they will now be resorted! Because from now on, Gryffindor Sixth and Seventh Year doesn't exist... This Common Room of Gryffindor Tower is now just the Main Area of the Gryffinwhore Tower. No Students, just Cumdump Witches! So more it beeeee!"

Reality... flexed as the Heiress of a Founder rewrote the School. The Wizards of Gryffindor Sixth and Up were seated in the Great Hall, Deputy Headmaster Snape stood holding the Sorting Hat and looking confused.

Younger Witches and Wizards who were Gryffindors were moved to a whole new part of the School, which would flummoxed them in the morning.

In Gryffinwhore Tower, the Witches in front of Heather were clad similarly to her. A Collar and Cuffs, nothing else. But while Heather's cuffs were each coloured for.a different House, the Gryffinwhores' Collars and Cuffs were all red and gold. They all squeaked loudly and turned to find they all had GRYFFINWHORE trampstamps.

"Well... The night is young whites and I don't think any of us have swallowed enough cum yet, right!?" There was a cheer and a horde rushed out to fill the night with the slapping of flesh on flesh.

What Next?
Option 1- Heather the Hogwarts Cumdump visits (Comment House or Class)
Option 2- Filch walks his Fuckpet
Option 3- the Gringotts Meeting
Option 4- Pansy or Hermione Focus (leave a Comment)
Option X- Open to Suggestions