He tries to resist...

Harry panicked at the question, racking her brain to think of some believable answers. The last thing she wanted was for her uncle to know just who she really was!

But, just as she opened her mouth, a hastily prepared lie at the tip of her tongue...

[OBEY MEN]

The strands of the oath, formerly gossamer threads draped around her soul and magic, had thickened and tightened the longer she went without resisting, influencing her every move without her notice.

But now that she actively tried to go against her oath? It surged, threads tightening and forcing her to answer honestly. If she weren’t so turned on and distracted by her panic, she likely would have been able to push past the oath with some difficulty, unfortunately for her that wasn’t the case.

“My Names Harry, Harry Potter. I, there was an accident with a project I was working on and now I’ve turned into this” She blurts out in a rush, mouth moving against her uncles cock as it rested over her face “I don’t understand what went wrong and I don’t know how long I’ll be stuck like this” She finished, taking deep, panting breaths, the oath settling back into a dormant state.

She didn’t dare look up at her uncle, too afraid to see what reaction he might have to her confession. Would he believe her? Would he fly into a rage? Would he kick her out?

All these thoughts and more swirled through her head as she kept her gaze down and aimed at his hairy crotch, one eye still covered by his cock, waiting for his reaction.