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Remus Lupin and School Full of Bitches (Ch.5 Fem!Snape)
🕑 Added 2021-12-03 18:53:31 +0000 UTCThe night of Full Moon was swiftly approaching and now Liviana Snape had to brew the Wolfsbane Potion for that mutt - Remus Lupin.
The young Potion Mistress certainly did not miss that scoundrel since the days both of them had been students. When the Headmistress announced Lupin’s appointment, Liviana tried to argue with her, reminding the old hag of all the buffoonery Remus got up to during his first time in Hogwarts.
Suffice to say she was not successful.
Liviana scoffed, remembering McGonnagal’s dismissive attitude. It certainly had not helped her case to remind Minerva of Lupin’s lascivious reputation. The bitch thought herself so discreet, but Liviana had seen clearly the reddened tips of her ears. Whatever relationship Lupin and McGonnagal shared, it clearly outweighed any amount of reasonable and logical arguments Liviana could bring to the table.
Therefore, Liviana had to endure yet another insulting year of being passed over for a clearly incompetent candidate for the DADA teaching position.
Oh sure, Liviana enjoyed Potions, even if teaching them was another matter entirely. The memories of countless hours spent together with LIly bent over the simmering cauldron, watching concoctions change their states as seemingly meaningless combinations of ingredients combined to create wonders….
Their young, nubile bodies together, only a few layers of cloth separating them…
The flushed look of pure joy on Lily’s gorgeous face…
Liviana’s own beating heart, so loud sometimes it had been all she could hear….
Liviana sighed, feeling nostalgic for a better time. There was nothing she would not give for a change to return to those blissful hours spent with muggleborn beauty….
Alas, reality was all too disappointing.
Currently she was in her private lab, deep in the dungeons where no one, not even those insufferable Weasley twins could get inside to mess up her work. As much as she loathed helping Lupin, Liviana was still one of the best potioneers in the world. She had her own pride. There was no way she would ever provide someone with a subpar brew.
No matter how much Liviana would have loved to see Remus try to deal with some of the more interesting potions she had in her private collection.
So here she was in a dimly lit chamber of roughhewn stone and air hot and humid. The Wolfsbane Potion was rapidly changing colour, losing some of its vibrancy until it started resembling common tea.
Liviana allowed a small triumphant smile to grace her lips, revelling in the satisfaction of such a complex potion well brewed. In recent years she had fewer and fewer chances to push her skills as nothing covered in Hogwarts syllabus was that interesting . Even an odd request from Madam Pomfrey rarely required anything more interesting than an anti-boil salve or a morning after potion.
Liviana would never admit it, but sometimes she missed the days Voldemort was alive enough to require her services. For all that he had been a monster, the Dark Lord knew how to issue a challenging task to take advantage of his servant’s talents.
Then again, he was also the reason for Lily’s death and….No, Liviana was not going to go there. Some memories were better left forgotten in the dimmer corners of her subconscious.
Still, that meant that Liviana would now have to go deliver it to that mutt. The potion’s magic was far too delicate to have a house elf deliver it. And Liviana certainly knew better than to have some dunderhead bring it to Lupin.
Thus, she would have to go and face Remus Lupin for the first time since the end of their schooling.
“What’s the matter, Greasy-Hair?” Remus Lupin sneered, though some of Liviana’s more vapid female classmates would have called the smile ‘charming’.
The young man was reedy, all knees and elbows, his skin was almost as pale as Liviana’s own. In short he looked like a victim of some wasting sickness, though Liviana knew that these were just ravages of the Werewolf Curse.
Most would have felt either pity or disgust, but the young slytherin knew the gryffindor in front of her too well to feel any sympathy for him. And really, why would she care about Lupin’s werewolf status, when the bastard’s personality was the reason enough for her disdain?
Lupin and that bitch Black cornered her in one of the numerous alcoves scattered sporadically throughout Hogwarts, seemingly designed for trysts and ambushes. Unfortunately, the latter was the case here. Two marauders just blocked all of her ways of retreat.
She had no other choice but to endure whatever fresh torment the two nerdowells came up with.
Syria leaned in closer, her cow tits pushing against Liviana’s much more modest ones. The tomboy Black pushed Liviana against the wall, a cocky smirk on her full lips.
“Looks to me like Greasy-hair here was rushing to stalk our dear friend Lily…” Syria shook her head in mock concern. “You know, snake, it’s not nice to interrupt people on a date.”
An ugly feeling welled up in Liviana's chest when she was reminded of that thug her Lily chose to go out with. For all the issues she had with Remus Lupin, there was no comparing it to the loathing she felt for the bastard that stole her Lily.
Liviana opened her mouth to…what? Curse or insult, she didn’t know. There were some powerful curses in her arsenal, but here and now it was two against one and neither of her opponents were poor spellcasters. Tension mounted as both sides fingered their wands, but before the corridor became alight with spellfire, the students heard the click-clack of high heels.
“Professor!” Liviana thought, uncomfortable with how much relief it brought her.
Before she could leave with something snide as her last words, Lupin grabbed Syria’s ass and dragged her into his embrace. The werewolf captured the Black’s lips and shoved his tongue down her throat.
Words died in Liviana’s throat as she watched, transfixed as Remus effortlessly dominated the normally headstrong Black heiress. A flicker of desire sparked between Liviana’s thighs. She…she had only felt this way about Lily. She definitely felt nothing for that good for nothing mutt!
Finally, Remus broke off the kiss, with a strand of saliva still connecting their lips. The boy, no, a man looked down at the suddenly flustered Liviana.
“Let’s go Syria,” Remus said, his voice husky with arousal and squeezed the young woman’s ass. “I know of a private place where we can have some fun.”
And just like that, the two walked off, doubtlessly to fornicate in some abandoned classroom, leaving behind hopelessly aroused Liviana behind….
Liviana shook her head. No. Now was not the time for reminiscing. She was no longer a weak girl pining after some bully. She had grown stronger, and really, Lily was her only love in life.
Of course, this also brought up memories of the last time Liviana saw Lily alive and hale….
Liviana apparated to the Potter’s doorstep, her heart hammering against her ribcage. This was going to be the first conversation with Lily since that unfortunate accident that shattered their relationship back at the end of their 5th Year.
It was going to be all kinds of awkward and painful, but Liviana could stomach it if it meant warning the love of her life about the Dark Lord’s reaction to the prophecy that dumb bat Trelawney spewed at her interview.
Lily’s daughter…even if she was half-Potter still didn’t deserve to die, but more importantly Liviana didn’t know what she would do if the information she had delivered to her Lord would result in the death of a person dearest to her.
Liviana took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
No one answered.
Liviana frowned. She knew from her reckon that currently Lily should be alone in the cottage, with James busy at the Ministry. And yet Liviana could hear a faint male voice mixed with sweet notes of Lily’s.
Liviana knocked once more. Again no answer.
After a hasty look around to make sure there was no one to see her, Liviana pressed her ear to the door, hoping to figure out what in Merlin’s name was going on there.
She could hear harsh, beastly grunts and slaps of flesh against flesh, as well as muffled cries of female pleasure. A sliver of suspicion wormed its way into Liviana’s heart.
No. Surely not. Lily would never….
Flustered, Liviana sneaked along the walls of the cottage, until she found the right window. The well lit living room was starkly visible in the dark of the night. Liviana’s eyes drank in all the details, her worst suspicion confirmed.
Liviana gasped, as her face instantly went from her usual deathly pallor to a luminous blush. Behind the glass, Leviana saw Lily bent over a couch and one Remus Lupin hammering into her dripping pussy.
Wide Eyed, Leviana watched as her one and only friend and one of her school tormentors rutted. No longer human, the two acted like animals, giving in to their most base instincts. Lily’s full breasts and scarlet hair swung back and forth as she took all of Remus’ cock into her hungry twat. Again and again, she pushed her hips back, eager to get more and more of her lover’s cock deep into her pussy.
Liviana licked her suddenly dry lips, acutely aware of the growing wetness between her thighs. The scene before her was just....perfect.
Lily, with her wide, child bearing hips and breasts dripping with milk, and Remus, no longer scrawny but with bulging muscles and the biggest cock Liliana had ever seen.
Not that the former Slytherin had seen any, but even the most boastful of her former Housemates ever claimed to have cocks this big.
It was all just too much.
Her heart and mind in turmoil, Liviana fled, never to see Lily again, as her second option - going to Dumbledore, was unable to prevent the redhead’s death.
The heat of Liviana’s blushing cheeks stood out in stark contrast to the dungeon’s chill. Liviana shook her head, almost desperate to banish thoughts as sad as they were alluring and after filling the mug with the Wolfsbane Potion, she left in the direction of Lupin’s office.
The walk through the Hogwarts’ corridors had never felt so long. Liviana’s legs felt wooden and heavy and she had to put in effort to maintain her signature swift walk, her cloak billowing behind her. It was a good thing that most students were out, either on Hogsmeade, the courtyard or their dorms so Liviana had one less headache to deal with.
Now if only she could stop her heart’s frantic beating.
What was happening to her? Why did this fairly mundane task have her all flustered, as if she was some teenage strumpet off to see a boy?Liviana Snape could think of no answer, but deep in her subconscious, half forgotten desires were making themselves known for the first time in almost two decades.
Finally, Liviana reached the door to Lupin’s office. Having made sure that none of her conflicting feelings appeared on her face, Liviana knocked.
“Come in.” She heard Lupin’s voice, coloured with a tinge of amusement.
WIth a deep breath, Liviana stepped inside...and immediately felt embarrassed red flooding her face, ears and neck.
Remus Lupin, werewolf and a Professor of Defence Against Dark Creatures, was sitting on the edge of his table, in all of his naked masculine glory.
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Remus didn’t even try to hide a cocky smirk off his face. It was just so bloody funny to see ole Greasy-Hair try and pretend that she wasn’t ogling him through the gaps between her fingers as the young potion mistress tried to cover her face, as if to shield herself from the allure of Remus’ bare form.
It was going to be no use for Liviana Snape. No woman could resist Remus and the Head of Slytherin House was most definitely a woman tasty enough to be fucked.
Merlin’s balls, the very idea would have prompted revulsion and gagging noises from a younger Remus. Oh, how foolish he had been.
Granted, Liviana Snape was no longer the ugly duckling she had been during their time in school. Her silky black hair fell down to her back, framing nicely her fair face and pale blue eyes. Her breasts were still on the modest side and Liviana did herself no favours with that drab outfit of hers, but nevertheless Remus found himself eager to sink his eager cock into this snake’s pert ass.
And judging by the smell of feminine arousal wafting through the air, Liviana’s body was eager to have him do it, even if her mind was yet to catch up.
“Well, Professor?” Remus asked, his voice low, bordering on a growl. “Shouldn’t you give me the potion, lest I lose control of the beast within me?”
The werewolf felt dark delight well up inside of him at the sight of that little bitch before him shuddering at the obvious implication of his words.
Remus stood up without warning, his rock-hard cock slapping against his chiselled abs, the sound stark against the silence of the room.
It was late in the evening and the shadows were growing long. The full moon was quick to be upon the two professors.
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An internal war raged inside Liviana. Heart against mind. Certain duty against possible pleasure. Memory of Lily against the reality of Remus’ fat throbbing dick.
Liviana swallowed, ashamed to find herself drooling. From both mouths. For a long moment she just stood there, frozen in indecision and unable to move. Her eyes were bound, as if by magic more primal than any spell, to the sight of the werewolf’s cock rapidly approaching her.
The moment passed and Liviana snapped out of the daze and all but thrust the potion towards Remus, afraid the cup would slip out of her sweaty grip. Fortunately for both of them, he was able to down the mind-preserving potion without any further issue.
Just in time too, because as soon as the last drop of the Wolfsbane potion entered his system, night fell upon the Hogwarts grounds.
Now it was only a matter of time before Remus transformed.
Satisfied, Remus threw the cup away and took a step forward.
‘When did he get so close?’ Liviana thought, startled by the sensation of the werewolf’s hot cock against her navel. ‘So hot!’
Even with layers and layers of clothing between them, Liviana still felt the heat of the man’s desire. Desire that her body was eager to reciprocate.
So close to Remus’ naked body, Liviana was drowning in his musk, her body and mind quickly succumbing to the lure of primal delight. Her nipples were stiff, rubbing pleasurably against the fabric of her shirt, while her growing arousal soaked through her panties.
Liviana bit her lip trying to rally her emotions, only to blush when she saw the werewolf’s eyes flicker down to her mouth. Still, it was not all for nothing and for just a moment, the Potion’s Mistress found her faculties returned.
“Well, mutt? If that is all than I shall return to my quarters and leave you to your…ordeal.”
Remus only gave her a hungry wolfish smile and a moment later Liviana heard the door snap shut, leaving the Slytherin Professor trapped alone with a lusty werewolf.
“Don’t even think about it!” Liviana said, a tip of her wand alight with held back spellfire.
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“Oh fuck, fuck…sorry, please fuck me harder!” Liviana babbled, helpless to control herself as her werewolf mate railed her against the door to the classroom.
Remus’ self-control didn’t last long after the bitch’s little threat. Werewolf instincts were making themselves known and even with the guarantee of sanity provided by the potion, there was no denying the primal instinct all men possessed - the desire to breed.
With a bestial growl, Remus forced his cock deeper and deeper into Liviana’s cunt. With each thrust, the tip of his cock kissed the slut’s cervix, bringing him closer and closer to penetrating her womb. Without a doubt Liviana was not living his place without a litter in her belly.
Even as Remus continued to fuck his newest broodmare, he didn’t neglect the Slytherin’s breasts, mauling them, biting her nipples and leaves bitemarks and hickeys all over her pale flesh. Liviana’s weren’t the greatest tits he tasted but they were still fine in their own way. Even more than the purely physical pleasure, what got Remus off was the knowledge than this woman who once hated his guts was now quickly becoming just another breeding bitch for his stable.
“Please, Please, PLEAAAASE!” Liviana sobbed, desperately clutching to Remus with her long pale legs. “Please BREED me!”
Remus smirked and stopped resisting the oncoming transformation. Feral strength filled his body, his bones snapping and twisting, his flesh growing and his muscles bulging with power. More importantly for the bitch impaled on his cock, the werewolf transformation also turned his cock from an impressive human one into an utterly monstrous canine penis.
This was a log that broke through the gates of the whore’s womb and with a mighty thrust Remus forced his way into Liviana’s most sacred place.
The Slytherin Professor turned mindbroken cockslut wailed, subconsciously aware if not fully cognizant of the bulge revealing the progress of the werewolf’s dick into her body.
Remus pushed Liviana’s ankles behind her head until he was fucking her in a vertical mating press.
Before long, the base of his wolf cock swelled. Feeling the approaching orgasm, Remus thrust his dick as deep as it would go and then let go of any restraint, flooding her with his virile seed.
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Liviana thought she would have gone numb to pleasure from so many orgasms forced upon her by that werewolf bastard. And yet the sensation of this beast’s hot cum filling her womb, brought her over the edge in a way no other experience was able to.
She could almost feel the bastard’s aggressive swimmers surrounding her poor defenceless eggs, raping them and turning Liviana into a broodmother for a new litter of little werewolves.
Liviana should have been angry at him. She just couldn’t. Despite herself, a silly, mindbroken smile found its way onto her face.
Now she knew just how Lily turned out to be such a whore. Who wouldn’t for this sort of stud?
Still in his bestial form, Remus looked down at Liviana.
“You, my sweet deer whore, are going to help me lure more of your little snakes into my clutches.” Remus smiled, an expression that should have terrified her if it wasn’t for how arousing she found it.
Liviana couldn’t wait. Her house was full of snide little bitches just begging for a taste of Daddy’s harsh discipline.
