Azure followed Vince out of the classroom and down the empty corridor. They walked with deliberate distance between them, as if they weren’t together at all. She already knew exactly where this was going. The familiar route. The heavy silence that always settled when sothing had angered him and he needed to release it on her.
He didn’t speak until they reached the small private room on the third floor of the Vale building — a space that existed for exactly this purpose. The door clicked shut behind them. The lock engaged with a heavy finality.
Vince turned to her.
"Strip."
Azure didn’t hesitate. She removed her skirt and top with practiced efficiency, letting each piece fall to the floor until she stood completely naked before him. She knew exactly what he was capable of — he had once torn her clothes off so violently she’d been forced to stay in this room for hours afterward.
Vince studied her naked body for a long mont, then stepped closer. He ran a hand down her side, over her waist, then cupped one of her breasts, squeezing hard enough to make her breath catch.
"Harmione," he said, voice low and cold.
Azure imdiately began shifting.
Her blue skin lightened, changing into Harmione’s fair tone. Her body adjusted, breasts swelling larger and rounder, waist becoming thinner, hips flaring into the exact shape Vince wanted. The red stripes faded beneath the new skin tone. Within seconds, she looked exactly like Harmione.
Vince held both of her new breasts, squeezing them roughly as the transformation completed. His right hand pinched one stiff nipple hard, twisting it until Azure gasped in pain.
Whatever Harmione had done, Azure was the one who would pay for it.
Vince pushed her back against the wall with brutal force. He gripped one thigh and lifted it high, spreading her open. His fingers found her pussy imdiately, two thick digits shoving inside without any warning, stretching her walls roughly. He scissored them apart, forcing her open wider.
The stretch burned, a sharp, tearing heat deep in her core, the rough friction dragging against her sensitive flesh.
"You think you’re special?" he muttered, as if speaking to the real Harmione. "I’ll remind you who owns this fucking body."
He removed his fingers, now slick with her unwilling wetness, and stepped back.
"Look at ," he ordered.
Azure lifted her eyes. For a brief mont they flickered back to pink before she forced them into Harmione’s color again.
"Bend over the table. Face down."
Azure moved to the tall table, pressing her waist against the edge. She bent forward, laying her large breasts and forearms flat on the cool surface, legs straight and spread. Her ass and pussy were now fully exposed from behind.
Vince unzipped his pants and freed his thick, hard cock. He walked behind her and slapped her ass hard. The cheek rippled from the impact. For a split second the skin flashed blue before Azure quickly corrected the color back to Harmione’s tone.
Two hard slaps landed on her ass again, each one sending hot, stinging waves radiating across her skin.
Then he pushed four fingers into her pussy at once, stretching her brutally wide, leaving his thumb out. He twisted and pulled, trying to tear her open. Azure cried out sharply, her body jerking against the table as pain shot through her core.
Whatever he was feeling, this was how he released it.
Vince kept four thick fingers buried deep inside her stretched pussy, twisting them roughly, forcing her walls apart as far as they would go. Azure’s body tensed, a sharp cry escaping her lips as pain blood hot and deep in her core.
He didn’t care. He pushed harder, scissoring his fingers wider, testing how much her shapeshifting body could take while still wearing Harmione’s face and form.
"Stay like that," he growled. "Don’t you dare change back yet."
He pulled his fingers out with a wet sound, leaving her pussy gaping for a mont. Then his gaze shifted higher.
He looked at her tight, untouched asshole and a dark thought crossed his mind. He grabbed both of her wrists with his right hand and pinned them tightly behind her back. With his left hand, he guided the thick, swollen head of his cock to her puckered rear entrance.
Azure felt the blunt pressure against the wrong hole and her stomach dropped. She knew the day had just gotten much worse.
Vince gripped her ass cheek hard, spreading her open, and forced the fat head of his cock against her tight asshole. He pushed forward without rcy.
Azure cried out sharply as the thick head breached her. The burn was imdiate and brutal. Inch by inch, he forced his big cock deeper into her virgin-tight ass, stretching her in a way she had never been stretched before. There was no pleasure, only tearing pain as her body resisted the invasion.
She had been used in every other way, but never here.
Vince groaned in satisfaction as he sank deeper, ignoring her cries. He kept her wrists pinned behind her back with one hand while the other held her hip steady, forcing more of his thick length into her resisting asshole. Each brutal inch made her whimper and shake, her shapeshifting body struggling to accommodate him.
When he finally bottod out, buried to the hilt in her ass, he paused for only a second before he started fucking her, hard, deep, punishing strokes that made her cry out with every thrust.
After several minutes of using her ass, Vince pulled out abruptly. He lifted her like she weighed nothing, turned her around, and slamd her back down onto the tall table on her back. He grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide apart, exposing her pussy completely.
He stared down at her glistening, swollen pussy, his cock still hard and slick from her ass.
"Turn into my aunt," he ordered coldly, eyes locked between her spread thighs. "Sophia. Now."
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