You Wake up the next morning

As the pulsing cock readied itself to push its way through her entire body, You woke in a cold sweat. Your underwear filled with cum. Such a dream, no, it had to be a nightmare yes? Such a thing, it had to be all wrong. There was no way such thoughts were your own. Perhaps, the Polyjuice had shaped some of your thoughts as well? But surely Hermoine would not have such a fetish herself, right? As you begin to think back to the dream, and then back further to last night, when Uncle Vernon had taken you so violently, his cock began to harden. He felt himself leaning into it, his hand gripping his half-hard dick and begin to stroke. Cum stuck to his hand as he moved up and down, his free hand retracing the marks along his body.

The Polyjuice potion had run its course through your body, but you still had some leftover rope-burns along your chest and throat from when Uncle Vernon had bound you. Slowly your hand retraced the lines, making its way to your neck. You begin to imagine Uncle Vernon's strong grip, tightly holding you down, his grip getting stronger around your throat.

Then suddenly self-awareness kicked in. What am I doing? You think to yourself as you let go of your still hard dick. You drop your hand in solemn contemplation. You needed to get busy. Push these foreign thoughts from your head.

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