Search the beds

You wait until the light turns off in Madam Pomfrey’s office before sliding out of your bed. The tiled floor is cool on your bare feet, but you ignore it. More annoying is the breeze that pushes against your hospital gown. You’re not wearing anything beneath it, so the breeze cuts right through. Of course, Madam Pomfrey never intended for you to do some late night exploring in the Hospital Wing.

You start by searching the small table next to your own bed. As well as your clothes, folded neatly in one drawer, there’s a draw full of bottles and vials. You pick up a white one and read the label – Skele-Gro. You shudder at the memory of your previous experience with that potion.

Other vials in the draw include Calming Draughts and Sleeping Draughts of different strengths. It looks like Madam Pomfrey likes to be prepared for all situations. You also see a small vial of Antidote to Common Poisons and a jar of Burn-Healing Paste. You guess that each bed comes with its set of commonly used healing potions so that Madam Pomfrey doesn’t have to look for them in a rush.

You move onto the next bed and look through the drawers. Similar to the table beside your own bed, it’s filled with various healing potions that you briefly look over. You proceed down the row, noting that each bed is pretty much identical. At the final bed, you pick up a medium-sized flask made of blue-tinted glass. You’ve seen similar bottles in previous drawers, but haven’t looked at them closely.

Your pulse quickens as you read the label – Murtlap Essence. From your Potions classes, you know that Murtlap Essence is made from Murtlap tentacles, which is also an ingredient you’re looking for. The label looks handwritten, in Madam Pomfrey’s neat script, suggesting that the potion is brewed at Hogwarts, possibly by the matron herself. It’s likely that the potion ingredient is kept somewhere in Snape’s domain in the dungeons, but it’s possible that Madam Pomfrey has her own stock in the Hospital Wing.

You put the potion back in the draw and are about to walk away when you notice something dark on the ground. You bend down and pick up the object, then blush when you recognise it. It’s a dildo, made of soft plastic that’s pliant to your touch. You suspect that a previous occupant of the Hospital Wing had the object with them, but hid it so that Madam Pomfrey wouldn’t see it. The matron must have missed it when she was tidying.

The girth and length of the plastic member in your hand stirs something inside you. It’s probably as large as any cock you’ve taken before. Suddenly, you want to have the dildo inside you. Something about a healing has made you horny. As you hurry back to your own bed, you look down. Your hard cock is making an obscene tent in your hospital gown. You hope that Madam Pomfrey doesn’t come out for a surprise patient check up.

You open the draw with your clothes and take out your wand. One flick of your wand casts a Cleaning Charm on the dildo. A tap of the wand to your abdomen readies you for the coming fun.

You lie down on the bed and spread your legs. You slide a finger over your asshole and feel it twitch open at your touch. You push two fingers into you and moan as you’re stretched open. Luckily, despite the noise you made, there’s no sound from Madam Pomfrey’s quarters. Your questing fingers dig into your ass and press against your prostate, forcing you to swallow a moan.

You withdraw your fingers and wipe them clean on the hospital gown. Then you grab the dildo and press it against your entrance. All your senses focus on the plastic toy stretching you open. Due to the spell you cast, the dildo enters you easily, though you can feel the size. As you slowly push it into you, you can feel how deep it goes. The dildo seems to stretch forever. Finally, the base of the toy is pressed against your ass.

The dildo feels like it’s throbbing inside you, though you suspect that it’s your own heartbeat you’re feeling. You wish that there is actual guy fucking you, rather than just a toy, but the feeling is good nevertheless. You pull the dildo out until only the head remains inside you, then shove it back in. Again, you have to stifle a moan so that you don’t wake Madam Pomfrey. This time, the dildo enters you at a slightly different angle and pushes against your prostate.

By now, your cock is throbbing and leaking. Your free hand moves to your member, stroking it in time to the thrusts of the dildo. Your arousal grows and it’s taking more and more effort not to cry out in ecstasy. The dildo slides out and back into you at a faster rate as your body gets used to it.

You feel your orgasm approach. You shove the dildo as far into you as possible as your hand moves up and down your cock faster and faster. All of sudden, you reach the edge. You let out a loud moan as pleasure courses through you. You splurt jet after jet of cum onto your stomach.

Before you can recover, you see that the light in Madam Pomfrey’s quarters has turned on. Quickly, you throw your blanket over you and close your eyes. The matron walks towards you as she investigates the sound. You pretend to sleep while Madam Pomfrey stands there. You shift slightly, and the dildo inside you shifts as well. You manage to swallow your moan, but only just.

After a minute, Madam Pomfrey walks away. You breathe a sigh of relief. You pull the dildo out of your ass and feel your gaping hole. A wave of your wand cleans the toy and another one clears the cum on your body. You decide to store the dildo with your clothes; after all, you want to use it again. Now, however, you need to sleep. These activities have left you too tired to search for anything.