(1) Delacour Dairy Girls

Gabrielle hadn't attended even one year of Beauxbatons. The eighteen year old Veela girl wondered if it made it easier. Her older sister Fleur at twenty-one had been attending for a couple of years. Had friends, rivals, had learned more than household charms.

So it had to be worse for her then? To have tasted the life of a Witch, only to be locked away under Gringotts because their mother had offended the Goblins.

And their mother... the last time they saw her, she'd not paid any attention to them. She was too enthralled by Goblin cock. Apparently Appoline was too old to be trained as anything other than a cockholster. Gabrielle was spending her days being taught Goblin History and she just wanted to escape it.

Which was why she'd not revealed to anyone she was an Animagus.

She couldn't fly away, the Wards wouldn't let her. But she had been able to sneak around and get things. Things she could trade and build towards getting what she needed.

Which was how she had gotten her latest acquisition...

"Gabby... why is sniff giggle close that container!" Fleur didn't wait for Gabrielle,  she waved her Wand and sealed the lid. "Why do you have Troll semen?!" Gabrielle gave her sister a pitying look.

"I hate it here Fleur! We both know I'm not a smart Witch. I've been using my Allure to be too cute to give failing grades too all through my education and it won't work here, just like it was never going to work at Beauxbatons. This... drinking this... it won't matter anymore." Fleur shook her head.

"If you do this... they will dump you in a Troll's bed! You'll be a Troll's sexdoll!" Fleur blushed, she'd been seeing a lot more of the way Witches are treated under Gringotts and the Goblins were teasing her with it. They wanted her to beg for it.

"No Fleur... we will be sexdolls for Trolls." Fleur sputtered at her sister’s words, which allowed Gabrielle to reopen the container. The stink of the Troll's ballsnot filled the cramped room and the two were **** to inhale it. The smell alone was enough to slow the pair of Veela's brains down, and Gabrielle was taking deep breaths, trying to soften her brain with it before she'd even taken her first mouthful.

Fleur shuffled forward, her own brain locking up as she moved closer. Her cunt throbbed and the chance to finally have a cock in her was making it hard for her to want to stop what her younger sister planned.

In the end, it was the arrival of Gringotts Goblins, who sealed the container and told them to come with them to see Bitchbreaker, that saved them. For now.

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Fleur hated Beauxbatons. She hated the bitches that got jealous about the Wizards wanting to fuck her. Hated the teachers that got jealous all their Wizard students would rather fuck her than their slack fuckholes.

And she hated that all the men were so weak-willed that they became her slaves. All the stories she'd read, and masturbated to, and not a single Wizard had dominated her.

It was why... why she'd sabotaged her mother's attempt to use her Allure to enthrall Bitchbreaker. Goblins were described as cruel and sadistic to Witches and other compatible females. Surely she would get what she wanted, what sje needed if the family were the property of Goblins?

She was almost right. Her mother was living the life Fleur desired though, not her. The Goblins wanted Fleur and Gabby to become agents of Gringotts. To resume their lives once fully indoctrinated, and make changes in Wizarding and Non-Magical Societies to help the Goblins seize more wealth and power.

But... the Goblins knew. They knew. They could smell how wet she got when they smacked her ass. When they degraded her during some reprimand over a mistake in class. They knew she would love to be under their desk rather than at her own.

But it was like they wanted her to ask for it? Between her not wanting to admit she wanted to be a degraded fucktoy, she wanted them to claim her not beg to be claimed, and wanting to take care of Gabby, she'd been getting more and more stressed.

Finding out her sister’s plan to become a Troll's cocksleeve... she didn't want to admit how tempting it was. But Trolls weren't that smart. Fleur lasted for a smart and cruel owner(s).

They were led upstairs, nearly to the ground floor! Gabby had refused to let go of her cannister of Troll semen.

The door opened to reveal Bitchbreaker, being tended to by two obscenely curvy bimbos. No, Fleur corrected herself, not bimbos... HuCows! The pointed ears! The amount of mooing also helped.

"Mon Seigneur, s'il te plaît, remplis-moi ! Je ne suis qu'une vache idiote ! s'il te plaît, remplis-moi de ton sperme!" Fleur realised that the older of the two bovine bimbo ballsuckers was... was her mother!

"Ah, the Delacour Sister! We have... re-evaluated your worth, and it with some amount of glee that I can say we are no longer willing to waste time educating you. Or any Witch really. As such, you will become HuCows and live out your days as repeatedly bred bedwarmers for Gringotts."

The Goblins were amused that neither sister tried to escape.

What Next?

• Option 1: The Goblins deal with Sirius... Sopdet Black
• Option 2: Three months later, someone from the Ministry comes to investigate why Holly Potter never left Gringotts
• Option 3: What else has changed in the world while Holly was recovering? Suggestions welcome
• Option X: Suggestions welcome

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