A Muggleborn Sissy

You still remember the first time you entered Hogwarts, the magic of it all, a place where you could escape from your bullies, be them your classmates or your family, you didn't know about what happened after you graduated, how could you when you had barely turned eleven, no, you heard things about it but it was never explicitly said.

It was when you where sixteen in your fifth year that professor Flitwick 'Reminded' your class that once we graduated the girls had to go to the Whore House and that the guys had to be ready for the evaluation.

At the time you were confused, you never heard of such things so how could you be reminded of it? Then you understood that it was all a ruse from the purebloods and half-bloods, sure, there wasn't a expressed movement against the muggle-born but you and most muggle-borne were still held at arms reach, never truly part of the group unless you proved yourselves or, apparently, be part of their fuck toys.

You researched about the 'Whore House' and the evaluation, to say you were dumbfounded would be to put it lightly, sure the women in the muggle world didn't have it easy but they weren't literal sex slaves.

From that day onward you tried to do your best to meet the criteria of the evaluation, to your misfortune physical matters like your height or innate appearance and dick size played matters on the evaluation, apparently they could undo any alteration made to yourself trough potions and spells.

By the end of your seventh year you had muscles but for some reason you had difficulties building the mass, as for the body hair, while it wasn't taken into consideration in the evaluation but it may help you, someway, so you let it grew, having a bush in your crotch and stinky armpits might be the boon that you need, shame you couldn't grow facial hair.

The evaluation was made at the end of the year by a man you had never seen before, apparently his name was Amycus Carrow and was one of the trainers of the Whore House, specializing in Sissies and bragging about being called the "Daddy of All Sissies" as he was the wizard with the most number of trained sissies under his name for the last twenty years.

He retired to a door to his right and started calling names, some guys went in and came back, some unfazed, some relieved, other's didn't, hopefully you will get out of that room.

When your name was called you dutifully went in, not going in or attempting escape was a crime after all, once in you saw the evaluator sitting behind a desk, writing something.

"Undress" It was the first thing the man told you, and you complied, the faster the better right? "Merlin, the lengths some go, underwear too" You took the last of your clothing off and heard the man say as he took his wand and made an 'S' with it, wait Scourgify would fill my mouth with soap not clean it wouldn't it? "Corpuscourgify!"

There was something odd with the incantation but you heard the scourgify regardless so you prepared yourself for the soap, instead you found your body being surrounded by the soap.

"Aguamenti" Followed by a stream of water that washed it away.

"There... Now please stand still with your hands and legs spread apart" The evaluator took out an enchanted razor "Buttocks, chest, legs, armpits, arms and crotch" And let it go, allowing it to fly to you and start working on the said areas, well, so much for letting it grow. "I'm going to be honest girl, the ones that try to do the things you did, most of the time end up being Sissies so you should be prepared to see me after today at the Whore House" You wanted to refute the man's claims but how could you, besides a 'I don't believe you' there wasn't much you could say since you don't have the experience he must have and him saying you were a girl was just presumption on his side. "Hmm your type is always a delight to train, you always take more than 3 months but eventually give in" You decided to remain silent and wait for the man to finish his evaluation.

"Libinidy" You were the target of another spell once the razor dropped to the floor and it's work was done, at first i didn't know what the spell was supposed to so until i felt my body grow hot and my dick starting to get hard. "I see... 12.7 cm long and 3.8 cm of width" the man was looking and touching your dick which made you cum in a matter of seconds.

Worried you looked to the evaluator to see if you angered him, but he was unfazed by your ejaculation. "Hmm? Ah don't worry, Libinidy makes you really sensible and prone to ejaculating easily, I used it to see how big you could get" he returned to his table and wrote something, meanwhile you tried to hide your manhood, which only made the man write something else as he saw you do it.

"Well that was all, please go to the door to your left" He pointed to a door on the opposite side of where you entered.

"Wait, that means?"

"Yes girl, you are now a member of the Whore House! You will receive your training in a pair of days by yours truly, now go, I don't have all day" No, you must do something! you can't become a fuck toy!

"No! I refuse! I won't be someone's sex doll!" You shout, if you had to fight the old man you would.

"Well... something can be arranged, girl..." You didn't like the sound of that, but honestly you'll take any opportunity.

"Yes evaluator?" Your question seems to amuse the man as he chuckled under his breath.

"First, you will call me Mr. Carrow, understood?"

"Yes Mr. Carrow!" You excitedly nodded along, you'd do anything to not be sold into the Whore House.

"Now come here" he gestured to his side, beside his seat.

Confused and a bit worried you did as he instructed.

"Kneel" You froze, you can already see where this is going but... if you can evade becoming someone's sex toy with this, you'll do it.

You knelt in front of him, his legs wide spread and you in between them "What do you think I'll ask of you?" You already suspected that he wanted a sexual favor... maybe a handjob? "Talk girl! Unless you want to go right now"

"A!... A sexual... I mean... Something to relieve your tension?" You correct yourself, there was always the chance that he wasn't thinking of making you touch his dick.

"Humph... You had the right idea at first but I suppose this is a way to relieve stress too, at least you aren't a dumb girl... well get going, get my dick out of my pants and start stroking" You hurriedly did as he asked, his dick was already half hard so with a few strokes it got to full mast. "Stroke faster" Commanded Mr. Crawler and really who were you to object his commands, as your hand went faster up and down his shaft you could feel his meat start to throb until it finally released it's load, some of it stained his shirt and the rest was coating your hands.

At least with this you can be sure to be spared from your fate... right?