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„What do you think all this is about then?“ Harry asked Ron and Hermione. All Hogwarts 7th years who were of adult age had been asked to stay behind after the opening feast. Ron shrugged. „Maybe it is something to do with our NEWTS?“ Hermione asked. „But they didn‘t do this announcement any other year so maybe it‘s something about You-Know-Who?“ „I guess we‘ll find out soon enough“.
Dumbledore clappped his hands and in front of the teachers table in the Great Hall a row of chairs with pamphlets on them appeared. „Please everyone take a seat and read the provided pamphlets. We will answer questions after and start with the selection process.“
There were several annoyed and puzzled murmurs, but the gathered students took their seats and opened the pamphlets. Harry felt a tingling sensation between his legs when he opened his and read the words SEX MAGIC CURRICULUM.
The ancient practice of sex magic is often overlooked and rarely discussed in modern times. This branch of magic divides practitioners into two categories: masters and sluts. Masters are considered to have a higher level of control over necessary magical spells, which they learn by using sluts. In return, sluts gain more power through sexual acts. Each year at Hogwarts, there are five chosen sluts - four for each house and one for the entire school. If a male is chosen as a slut, they must take a potion to give them a vagina while still retaining their penis temporarily. This change is limited to one year.
The selection of sluts is determined by enchanted chairs that will engage in sexual activity with all off age 7th year students. The first person to reach orgasm by truly enjoy the experience becomes the assigned slut for the year. The Hogwarts slut is then expected to have public sexual encounters with all four heads of houses until they achieve orgasm again to cement their connection to Hogwarts.
It is strictly enforced that the Hogwarts slut remains naked at all times, as they are viewed as just a vessel for sexual energy and a sexual slave to the other students. They are also used for demonstrations in sex magic classes, further solidifying their role and purpose within Hogwarts. The house sluts may wear clothing, but will have to get naked in their own house and during sex class.
A glamour is applied to sluts, so that only wizards and witches of age who know about sex magic may see the naked sluts and use them.
Benefits of the selection include that sluts automatically pass their NEWTs at the end of the year and if they wish they will be able to continue being a slut after graduation. However,the transformation for males will then be permanent and sluts will give up their right to clothes forever after agreeing to it. They can only make this choice willingly. There are only six known sluts in all the thousands of years of sex magic to have chosen against being a slut forever.
Harry's eyes widened as he read through the pamphlet, his cheeks flushing red. He glanced over at Ron and Hermione, who both looked equally shocked.
"This can't be real," Hermione whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "It must be some kind of joke."
Ron's face had turned as red as his hair. "Blimey," he muttered. "This is mental. It says here that sex magic was once a crucial part of magical education, but was phased out centuries ago due to societal taboos. Now they are reintroducing it in the hope to strengthen our magic so we have a better chance at defeating You-know-who."
Harry swallowed hard, trying to process the information. "So... some of us will be chosen as 'sluts'? That seems... wrong."
Before they could discuss further, Dumbledore's voice rang out across the Great Hall. "Now that you've had a chance to review the information, I'm sure you have many questions. Let me assure you that this is indeed a legitimate and important magical practice that has been revived for your benefit and the greater good of the wizarding world."
A wave of nervous whispers swept through the gathered students. Harry felt his heart pounding in his chest. He looked over at Hermione, who appeared to be on the verge of raising her hand to ask a question, but seemed too shocked to do so.
"This is barbaric," she hissed under her breath. "They can't possibly expect us to go along with this!"
Ron gulped audibly. "What if... what if one of us gets chosen as a... you know..."
Harry felt his dick stiffen at the thought of being chosen, but before Harry could respond, Dumbledore raised his hand for silence. "I understand this may come as quite a shock to many of you. But I assure you, participating in this curriculum will greatly enhance your magical abilities. Sluts have always been greatly valued members of wizarding society. Merlin used to be a slut for example, as well as Nicholas Flamel. The chairs you are currently sitting on will start to sense your secret fantasies soon and start penetrating you with sex magic. Please enjoy the sensation and let yourself come naturally. The first one to do so will be our Hogwarts slut and get a public fucking after. Then there will be four house sluts. I’m looking forward to finding out who the slut will be.”
As Dumbledore finished speaking, Harry suddenly felt the chair beneath him begin to shift and move. A strange tingling sensation spread across his body as tendrils of magical energy caressed his skin. He gasped as he felt something probing at his entrance, gently but insistently pushing inside him.
Around the great hall, other students were having similar reactions. Some squirmed uncomfortably while others let out soft moans of pleasure. Harry's eyes darted to Ron and Hermione. Ron's face was beet red, his eyes squeezed shut as he gripped the edges of his chair. Hermione was biting her lip, her chest heaving as she struggled to maintain composure.
Harry felt his own arousal building rapidly as the chair's magic stroked and stimulated him in ways he'd never experienced before. Part of him wanted to resist, to fight against the intrusion, but another part reveled in being taken like this. Harry thought he would enjoy it more if he were naked. It was as if the magic felt his thoughts because the next moment Harry felt a breeze on his dick and the eyes of everyone in the Great Hall on him.
Dumbledore smiled at him. “My dear boy, I think you will soon be our slut with how things are going.” Harry felt humiliated at being the only one naked and obviously enjoying what was going on. But the tingling inside him only grew at the thought of being naked the rest of the year while everyone else was not.
As Harry felt the magical energy probing deeper inside him, a wave of intense pleasure washed over his body. He couldn't help but let out a soft moan, his hips involuntarily bucking against the chair. The eyes of his fellow students burned into his naked flesh, some averting their gaze in embarrassment while others stared openly with a mix of shock and arousal.
"Oh god," Harry gasped, his mind clouding with lust. He could feel his climax building rapidly, far quicker than he'd ever experienced before. Part of him wanted to hold back, to resist the overwhelming sensations, but it felt so incredibly good.
The pressure inside Harry kept building to an almost unbearable level. He felt himself getting closer to the edge of orgasm, his body basically vibrating with magical energy and pleasure.
Harry felt his body trembling on the edge of release, the magical energy pulsing through him with increasing intensity. He glanced around wildly, seeing his classmates in various states of arousal and discomfort. But none seemed as far gone as he was.
With a strangled cry, Harry's body arched as waves of pleasure crashed over him.
He felt himself clenching around the invisible presence inside him, his cock twitching as he spilled onto his stomach.The magical energy surged, lifting him slightly off the chair as his orgasm seemed to go on and on.
As the sensations finally began to subside, Harry slumped back, panting heavily. He became acutely aware of every eye in the Great Hall fixed on him. His face burned with embarrassment, but he also felt that strange thrill at being so exposed again.
Dumbledore's voice rang out, sounding pleased. "This years Hogwarts slut is Harry Potter. I see that Neville seems to be the Gryffindor slut, Terry the Ravenclaw slut, Hannah the Hufflepuff slut and Theodore the Slytherin slut. Boys please come up and take your potions provided by Professor Snape, then we will get on to letting the heads of houses initiate our Hogwarts slut. ” Harry looked around him in surprise. He was so lost in his own pleasure, he didn’t realize the four house sluts had orgasmed shortly after him.
Harry felt himself trembling as he stood up on shaky legs, acutely aware of his nakedness as he made his way to the front of the Great Hall. The other chosen sluts joined him, looking equally stunned and embarrassed. Neville's face was bright red as he shuffled forward, while Terry and Theodore seemed to be in a daze. Hannah was biting her lip nervously, her eyes darting around the room.
Professor Snape approached with a tray of vials filled with a shimmering, opalescent liquid. His usual sneer was tempered with something that almost looked like approval as he handed the potions to Harry, Neville, Terry, and Theodore.
"Drink up, gentlemen," Snape drawled. "The transformation may be... intense."
Harry flushed but said nothing as he drank the offered potion. The other male sluts did the same, while Hannah stood awkwardly to the side.
Harry felt a strange tingling sensation spread through his body as he swallowed the potion. His skin felt hot and hypersensitive. Then a sharp pain lanced through his groin, causing him to double over with a gasp. He felt his genitals shifting and changing, a strange pressure building between his legs. When the sensation finally subsided, Harry straightened up shakily, aware of a new opening below his still-present penis.
Looking around, he saw the other male sluts had undergone similar transformations. Neville looked particularly overwhelmed, his hands hovering uncertainly over his new anatomy. Terry and Theodore seemed to be in a state of shock.
Dumbledore clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention. "Excellent! Now that our sluts have been chosen and properly prepared, it's time for the heads of houses to initiate our Hogwarts slut. Harry, if you would please come forward and bend over the table."
Harry's heart raced as he moved to the front of the Great Hall. He could feel hundreds of eyes on his naked body as he leaned over the table, his new pussy exposed to everyone.