Theodore Nott

Slytherin house was cursed. That was the only reasonable explanation. Everyone knew it but so far no one had been able to do anything about it. At this rate everything was going to end in utter disaster. And it was starting to terrify Theo.

Hogwarts was a dangerous school, but he had been prepared for it. Everyone knew the risks when they came here, but the reward was worth it. It wasn't so different from the dragon hordes of ancient legend. Prizes beyond anyone's wildest dreams were free for the taking, so long as one had the wit and the courage to face a dragon. Those were just old stories though, at Hogwarts the dragons were very real and very dangerous, but so were the prizes to be won.

Yes the witches of Hogwarts could eat any wizard whole if they were more than a foot shorter than them. And yes any wizard who studied at Hogwarts and wasted their seed with self-pleasure would shrink an inch at a time, so no matter how a wizard's blood had blessed them the danger was always present. But if a wizard kept themselves under control, lasted through the dangerous early years and managed to charm a witch enough to get into her bed, then some of the most powerful human transfiguration magic in the world was at their fingertips.

All Theo needed was just a single success. If he could just get into a witch's bed and prove himself a good lover she could reward him. And naturally the first reward any witch would offer would be one that guaranteed her own future pleasure, a cock large enough to rock her world. Once he had that any future encounter was almost certain to end in another success and another blessing.

Already Theo knew that more than a few students in his year had triumphed. They had been blessed with either towering or graceful bodies, flawless looks and mighty strength. Their success in life was essentially a given especially if they had managed to take proper advantage of their education. Magical power, perfect beauty, endless self-confidence, all of it was theirs for the taking. The world was their oyster. All Theo needed was a little bit of luck and another chance and all that would be his as well.

But then the curse had hit them. Theo still remembered it clear as day. Just a little more than six weeks ago he had been about to fall asleep when it struck. A fire had started to burn in his belly, utterly debaucherous images had invaded his mind. His cock had grown harder than it ever had before. It felt like his every nerve was on fire. For several years he had kept himself carefully under control as his body matured and new desires opened up to him. But that night it had all come crashing down. Before he had even really known what was happening his underwear was off, his hands had gained a mind of their own. And when he finally gained his release and everything calmed down he was an inch shorter than he had been.

An embarrassing setback to be sure. His friends had mocked him endlessly the next morning when they noticed. He had taken their ribbing and jokes with what good grace he could muster. And that should've been the end of it. But a few days later it happened again. And again. And again.

Every few days, at least twice a week, sometimes three times if he was unlucky that same burning need overcame him. His mind would flood with traitorous thoughts, his cock would demand attention, and no matter how he tried to control it he inevitably gave in. Inch by inch he was shrinking. Week by week there were more people he had to look up to.

And it wasn't just him either. Every boy in Slytherin house was suffering from the same affliction. They were all shrinking away. All victims of the same implacable curse.

It seemed there were only three ways out. Professor Snape had offered them all potions that would render them impotent so long as they took them regularly. So far Theo didn't think anyone other than their professor was taking them. Going that route meant giving up on any chance of getting with a girl after all, half the reason why they had come to Hogwarts in the first place. Theo certainly hadn't been able to bring himself to that ****. Though the thought was becoming much more attractive.

Draco had acquired some sort of cage that could be locked over his dick that made it physically impossible for him to grow hard. Theo had tried that one out for a few days but then had given up. The thing was highly uncomfortable and embarrassing to boot. It also didn't stop the curse from triggering; it just made it impossible to relieve himself. Draco said that the curse's effects would fade after a few hours. Theo hadn't been able to last that long. After thirty minutes of torturing himself he had given in and unlocked the wretched thing, accepting the loss of another inch to end his suffering.

That method didn't even fully work for Draco either. He might be able to last through an attack or two but even he eventually broke down and gave in. It just meant he was shrinking the slowest of all the Slytherins, but even he was shorter than most of the sixth-year girls now.

The only real solution was to have sex with a girl. A boy wouldn't shrink so long as he came inside a woman. And that woman could choose to make that man taller, undoing all the damage that the curse had inflicted. It should've been so simple. Hadn’t Professor Snape taught them that if they didn't look out for each other then no one else would? Yet the Slytherin girls refused to cooperate.

Theo had managed to convince Pansy Parkinson to give him a chance after three weeks of suffering under this curse. It had taken several promises, bribes really, quite a lot of begging and all the charms he could muster. And all of it had been for nothing. It wasn't really his fault that it hadn't gone well. He was ****, nervous and had only a vague idea of what he was doing. Yes he probably should have paid more attention to the art of foreplay. And yes going straight for the goal right out of the gate probably wasn't the best idea. Pansy still had no cause to laugh at him for only lasting a few **** thrusts. And if she found his small cock embarrassing she could've changed it if she wanted to and then he really could've pleasured her. It was her own fault in a way. She certainly had no cause to go gossiping to all her friends and ruin any chance Theo had of getting with anyone else.

So really Theo didn’t have any real chance anymore. That rumor someone had started that the cause of this curse was somehow a belief in blood purity was nonsense. Just some **** ploy to scare them all into leaving the Dark Lord's cause just when his triumph was assured. It was laughable. Theo wasn't about to admit that some mudblood like Granger was just as good as him just on the off chance that it might stop him from shrinking. But he was getting pretty ****.

Last night Blaise Zabini made a radical suggestion. If the girls wouldn't let them safely get off maybe they could try with each other? It would've been a disgusting thought just a few weeks earlier, but the last few times the curse had struck it hadn't just been female bodies dancing before his eyes. And only a fool could miss what an absolute glow up Harry and Ron had undergone. Theo was straight he wasn't blind. The thought did have some appeal.

So, Theo got Blaise to promise that if Theo let him go first Blaise would return the favor. Biggest mistake of Theo's life. Blaise hadn't lasted much longer than Theo had with Pansy but somehow it had been enough. The feeling of ecstasy that had rolled through him the moment he was penetrated had shocked Theo to his core. And when those few clumsy thrusts had somehow managed to hit just the right spot Theo had fallen to pieces and spilled his seed all over his own bed.

Worse still while Theo had been lying paralyzed by the strongest orgasm he had ever known, Blaise had shouted out that it had worked. He had managed to cum without losing any height. The rest of the boys in his dorm had jumped him in a moment. It probably hadn't lasted more than five minutes. But those five minutes had cost Theo almost half a foot in height.

None of them had even had the decency to apologize afterwards. They had all been busy congratulating each other to realize what this meant. Theo was done for. He now stood a mere four feet five inches in height. He was officially in the danger zone.

Theo had desperately wanted to spend the next day in bed. Or to plot his escape from the school. But the Notts didn't raise cowards. He might have no hope of ever getting with a girl again, but he still had a chance of completing his education. Surely if he could just manage to sneak his way to his classes he would be safe? Surely no girl in the school could be brazen enough to eat him in front of a teacher?

So, he bided his time. He stayed away from the great hall. Sacrificing breakfast was a small price to pay. He kept away from the rest of the Slytherins, clearly he couldn't trust any of them, least of all the girls. Then he made his way for their potions class. If he got there early enough Professor Slughorn could keep him safe.

"Going somewhere Theo?" Theo froze as a seductive voice called to him. He turned slowly and saw her. Hermione Granger, coming down the hall. Her hips swayed back and forth with a casual grace. A predatory smile was wonderfully framed by her frizzy hair. Her eyes raked up and down his body counting every inch he still had left. She licked her lips as her stomach rumbled.

"Stay back!" Theo stuttered as he tried to level his wand at her. His hands were shaking so badly he doubted he could actually cast a spell like this.

"There's no need for that." Hermione cooed at him as she drew closer and closer. "I assure you this won't hurt a bit."

"I'm warning you!" Theo tried to shout; it came out as more of a squeak.

"There's no reason to try and fight this." Hermione observed. She was wearing a robe with a wide cut out around her chest, making it into more of a cloak than anything else. She had to wear a blouse beneath it. A blouse she started to unbutton with casual ease. "I think even most of the fourth years couldn’t see you as anything more than meat. You've only got one future now."

"I mean it! I'm warning you!" Theo tried to retreat back, but Hermione effortlessly boxed him in until his back was against a wall.

"We both know that's an empty threat." Hermione declared as she pulled her shirt open and then unhooked her bra. Her breasts sprang free on full display and Theo's mind went blank as his mouth fell open. "Deep down inside you must've realized weeks ago this was always how it was going to end. You've made your choices. You're nothing but food now. Drop your wand."

Theo's hand went limp and his wand clattered to the floor. She was standing right in front of him now, towering over him. His head barely came up to her chest. She hooked an arm around his back and pulled him into her embrace. She bent down just enough to smother his face with her tits as she almost gently caressed the back of his head. She smiled warmly at him and raised no objection when he raised his hands to fondle her breasts. He had thought he knew what it was like to be painfully hard when the curse had gripped him, but that had nothing on this moment. He had never been more aroused in his life.

"Don't worry Theo." Hermione whispered to him as she kissed the top of his head. "I meant what I said. I have no intention of being cruel to you. You will enjoy every second of this. I promise I'll let your soul out when I'm done. I'll even go one step further. If you swear to renounce your belief in blood supremacy I'll make sure your body reforms at a respectable height. But if you don’t you'll reform at this same height. And the next girl that gobbles you up probably won't be so kind."

"You're the one who put this curse on us." Theo guessed.

"More or less." Hermione confessed. "There's no escaping it Theo. Just give up one belief and this can all be over. Well not all of it. I'm definitely going to eat you after all. But this can be the only time if you'll let it."