Narcissa the

Harry feels a rush of power, knowledge, and even flashes of memories. The spell has molded Narcissa whole being to align with Harry's wants and needs.

Narrcissa drops to her kness, "Master"

Harry gazed down at her, for the first time taking in her true beauty now that her pretentious air has been cleared away. Harry ponders what do to with his new ****. Millions of images run through his head.

"**** strip and lay on your back on the bed with your head hanging off the bed."

Narrcissa moves quickly to accommodate her new Master. Harry's cock slowly grows to it full length as he studies the body of his ****, the most pressing question is what should he do first with her.