It went without saying that Harry had found a whole new meaning for the word hell, as his time with Ginny lengthened. He had been pushed and pulled and yanked and swung and stretched and kissed and crushed and bitten. Every imaginable torture carried out in the most creative of ways by a teenage girl who had a crush on him. Harry had never felt so insignificant in his life. What kind of life was he leading when every decision, every whim, was being discovered by the diaper clad giantess whom he was sharing a room with.
And when he said room, he meant a warm, hot, sweaty diaper that he was forced into at night with nought but a piss soaked pussy and shitty asshole to keep him company. Soon he became numb to the smell, but the sheer idea of it was sometimes too much. It wasn't a great confidence boost to constantly be sharing your accommodation with a pile of shit from a teenage girl.
"Good morning, sweetums." Ginny cooed as she pulled back the elastic of her pull up, sending in a wave of beautiful, fresh air to Harry's sleeping body. He had spent a good seven hours in the bottom of Ginny's shitty nappy, and it was beginning to get to him. When a girl unloads as much mess as her, it's pretty damn hard not to end up falling in it as she rolls about in the night. Not only that, but she also took the liberty of pissing all over Harry as she wet her nappy in her sleep. It had been a shit night, no pun intended.
Harry didn't say good morning in return, funnily enough he wasn't in that good a mood.
"Oh come on now." She cooed, taking him out of her diaper and holding him up in her hands. She was wearing nothing but the diaper, which meant Harry couldn't help but get distracted by her pink, teenage nipples that were poking out erect. Harry's cock responded in earnest.
"Hey there!" She said, lightly rubbing his dick with her giant finger. "At least your little Harry wants to say good morning to me.” Harry moaned lightly as she continued to stroke his penis tenderly.
"Funnily enough, I don't like being your prisoner all that much." Harry gritted his teeth, trying to ignore Ginny's actions, as hard as it was.
"Oh, come now." She laughed, stopping her stroking. "You're not a prisoner, you're just my baby who needs to be looked after."
Ginny wrinkled her nose as she realised quite how strongly Harry smelt of her dirty diaper.
"I'm thinking I need a change, and you need a bath, little one."
Ginny stripped off, and dropped her wet, dirty diaper on the floor which landed with a heavy thud.
"Wow." She said, marvelling at the weight of her shitty nappy. "I really know how to fill you up, cho." She took out her wand and with a wave, the pull up was clean once again. No doubt Cho's existence as Ginny's diaper (24/7) was taking its toll on her too.
As Ginny left her ass still covered in shit, and her pussy still soaking with urine after a night with a wet messy diaper, she wore her pull up once again, and placed Harry beside the sink as she left it filling with water.
"I'll just go get myself some clothes." She smiled to him warmly, absentmindedly rubbing her shitty ass against her diaper with her hand.
Harry suddenly found himself alone.
With a small drop onto a soft carpet, where he could almost definitely fit under the crack of the door.
He could escape.
The thoughts came to him thick and fast, as he could only imagine what Ginny would have in store for him if she caught him. But he didn't think, no, he knew that he couldn't spend another minute in this hell-hole with her. He would rather be back in the desperate and motherly, but gentle, clutches of Hermione again. She was unbearable, but at least she didn't strike fear in his heart with every breath.
Without a second more thought, Harry leapt from the sink and floated down to the soft floor below landing in amongst the thick, furry matting. He jumped across it as fast as he could, though massively slowed by the length of the fur beneath him.
"Harry," she purred from the other room. "You're going to like this little number I've prepared for you today."
Harry quickly checked behind him to make sure she wasn't yet looking over him, and then carried on, racing to the crack beneath the door. His heart was hammering in his chest. If he made it out of here he'd be on his way to sweet, sweet freedom. If he failed, however, the consequences would be-
"Get. Back. Here. You little SHIT." Ginny hissed from across the room, immediately storming over to him and holding his frail body under her pale, bare foot.
"I thought I could TRUST you, Harry." She forced her foot a little harder on him, squeezing the breath out of him. She had put on a sexy red, satin nightie on, and had her thick pull up on underneath. To an ABDL, It was the ultimate mix of diapered and sexy, although one rarely came without the other.
Ginny kept her foot held tightly against his body. Giving him a glare that could stop a lion in its tracks.
"Care to explain yourself?" She asked, cocking her head sideways. "I'm dying to hear why you took it upon yourself to bolt towards the door and escape my room. If you're hungry, you need only say..." She said calmly.
"AND I WILL SHIT IN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!" She screamed, taking her foot off him and holding her head not a foot away from him. Harry found himself awash in her morning breath.
"If you ever try to escape me again..." She whispered, picking him up in her hand and baring her teeth at him. "I will fucking kill you."
"And I'm going to show you just how fucking bad I can be."
With that, Ginny peeled off her pull up (which she had already wet whilst in the other room) and whipped out her wand, in nothing but her sexy red slip. With a wave, the wet pull up had now turned back into Cho Chang, but she was about 2 inches taller than Harry, about eight inches.
Cho fell straight to her knees in tears, covered head to foot in Ginny's piss.
"Welcome back, Cho." Ginny smiled evilly, grabbing her roughly by the legs and holding her upside down.
"Thanks to your friend Harry, here." She said, gesturing at Harry on the floor, "you're going to be punished, to show him what can happen if I'm disobeyed."
Harry couldn't hear what Cho was saying, but she was crying and flailing in Ginny's grasp.
Harry's heart was hammering in his chest. What was going to happen?
Ginny was grinning as she knelt down on all fours and spread her legs in Harry's direction, so he could clearly see her pussy and ass. Ginny held Cho in her hand and grabbed a tube in the other from the bedside cabinet.
Lube.
She squeezed the lube out onto her finger and started running on her asshole, before slipping the finger up her ass, far up her ass.
"Get ready for the ride of your life, little one." She said as she covered Cho head to foot in lube.
Harry could hear Cho's screams as her head was forced up against Ginny's asshole until it finally gave and she began to slip inside. Ginny gave a load moan as she felt Cho's eight inches of body slowly slide up her ass with ease. Soon, only Cho's feet were sticking out, before Ginny gave one final push, that last final push that meant Cho Chang the Ravenclaw was lost to the world, in the rectum of Ginny Weasley.
Harry felt sick. Sick with disgust, anger, but mostly fear. Right now the girl that he'd had a crush on was fighting for her life against the enormous, quivering ass muscles of a girl fifty times the size of her.
"Maybe..." Ginny said, stopping as she moaned in pleasure at the squirming girl in her asshole. "...you have learnt your lesson. Don't fuck with me again, Harry."
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