He'll think about it, after a shower.

Maybe it was because he was so sore, (or maybe it was his new smoother skin) but the shower felt so much better then ever before. The hot water eased his muscles, as he rubbed in the body soap the school provided. A small charm from the armoire making him forget the male issued soap was a lime green oval bar of soap with no scent. And what he was using was the redish-pink rose scented gel soap he herd Hermione say the female students got.

"Hmmmmm, Hermione."

His mind wondered as he cleaned, rubbing the gel onto his skin with one hand, and rubbing away the suds with the other. He had felt attracted to Hermione the moment he met her on the train. But 'boys are suppose to find girls icky' so he tried to ignore those feelings. Especially with the fact he made his first friend in Ron, and didn't want to loose that by saying anything weird.

Like the fact he liked it when Hermione was bossy.

(something the armoire didn't even need to do.)

But by the time Harry figured they were old enough to voice such feelings for the opposite sex, Ron had 'called dibs on Hermione'

(no seriously those were the exact words he said.)

Ron still had sand from Egypt falling from his robes onto the leaky cauldron's floor when he said that with a straight face. He said it was a wizards custom,

(something he did not know)

And told him he had his first wet dream, about her.

(something he did not WANT to know.)

So he was calling dibs. Harry had been tempted to break Ron's new wand off in his ass and his nose with his fist, be then Hermione showed up with her new cat, everyone was telling him about how dangerous Sirius Black was, then the dementors.

By the time he could stop and think about it, he was to exhausted from everything else he had to think about to fight Ron on it.

As his hands started to wonder on his body, he imagined her behind him, miming his movements. Her hands sliding over his smooth skin, her slightly longer fingernails lightly ghosting over his skin giving him goosebumps despite the hot water. Her left hand sliding down his stomach, a finger sliding over his belly button actually surprised him with a jolt of pleasure straight to his dick.

'Your skin is so smooth, has Someone been naughty and used a spell or potion from a certain half blood prince book I told them to stop useing?'

He gave a soft moan as he could swear he could feel her kiss his neck and collarbone, as her right hand glided up to his chest, and started massaging a cupped peck. He gasped as she pinched his nipple between her middle and ring fingers.

'My my, someone has big fat nipples, that's new. There practically begging for someone to do this...'

The sudden twist felt like someone confused his nipple for a volume knob. The mix of pain and pleasure that mixed in his body made him give a silent cry as his hips bucked in the air. It took him a few moments to catch his breath from the sudden rush, before her hands started moving again. Her right hand moved over to his other nipple, but instead of giving it a twist too. She gave it a light pinch between finger and thumb, before gently tugging it back and fourth. He had just enough time to think it felt like the nipple suckers, when her left hand left his stomach and cupped his crotch.....His chastity caged crotch.

'Why Harry. Are you trying to tell me something with you dick locked up? Do you want to be my Sissy slut? My own little cock hungry pet?'

Even with his hard dick covered by a hard shell plastic for the last few days. When her warm hand cupped it and his balls, it felt like the cage wasn't even there anymore.

"Only you, I've only ever wanted you."

His words were a horse whisperer, he didn't know why he was being quiet. He wanted to shout that as loud as he could for anyone and everyone to hear. Her hand left his crotch, gliding over his hips, and grabbed his butt. giving it a slight swat.

'Only me huh? Well then, if I'm going to provide everything a sissy like you needs, I'm going to need a very realistic stap-on, or maybe there is a potion in that armoire of yours that would give me a real thick cock, to fuck your BOYPUSSY with.'

As she said that, two soapy rose scented fingers shoved effortlessly into his asshole.

His eyes snapped open and the girlyest moan he has ever herd left his mouth. HIS fingers continued to pump into his asshole as he humped the air, as the sudden orgasm hit him. He looked down at his still twitching crotch as he saw his free hand cupping it, catching the surprising amount of cum that left his caged dick.

As he raised his cupped hand up, he looked at the white pool in his palm as he slowly removed his fingers from his ass.

Tonight he somehow realized that salty taste from the gag was like cum, and the floating dildo spraying him every time he came tasted like it too.

So....

It wouldn't hurt, to....

Try the real thing right?

....just to be shore.

So without any prompting from the armoire

He tipped the contents in his hand, into his mouth.

...

...

...

It was better then he thought.