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Kiss my feet elf! (Going all out here)

on 2018-04-12 03:53:15

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AN: From interactive "Fanfiction Gender Change", chapter originally written by Mr.George


Harry felt his knees bending as he sank to the floor. A wave of sickness rose in his throat as he thought of refusing. A shudder at the horror, at the offence against the natural order. He found himself kissing her feet.

He knew he was doing right, as he felt his mistress pat him on the head. As his elfish lips shifted from foot to foot ensuring he didn't favour either of his mistress' beautiful feet. He only stopped at her command.

From his knees, he look up, up his Mistress. She looked to tall, powerful, commanding and wise. Even the swell of her bust hiding part of her face was magnificent. She gestured him back to his feet. Obediently he stood in front of her waiting for her next command. The pillowcase his only clothing, mocking him further.

"Debbie...." she said absently, "I'll call you Debbie, it'd be wrong to have a house elf called Harry Potter."

The smile on her face was uneven, as if she were in two minds about this.

Debbie wanted to object, but again the nausea rose in her throat, at the very idea of even saying 'Harry Potter'. It was abhorrent and unnatural. A house-elf should accept their status. Debbie nodded to himself. Even now, Debbie knew her name wasn't suitable for a male elf, and with a mistress rather than a master, doubly so. The thought was freshly completed, as a solution came to mind.

"Debbie obeys the Mistress." he answered. But even as Debbie answered, he felt the house elf magic go to work.

"Debbie is a female house elf, Mistress." she continued. Her voice slightly higher, slightly softer. The physical changes barely noticeable. Hermione noted the way the pillowcase hung on her now.

"You can feel the compulsion, can't you? Debbie."

Debbie could only nod her agreement, sadness in her eyes.

"But you need a taste of the day of a house elf." She smirked, "You should count yourself lucky, it's Christmas and the castle has barely any students at the moment. But a day in the kitchen will be a good lesson."

Overjoyed at being given a task by her Mistress, Debbie apparated directly to the kitchen to help. Soon she was elbow deep in warm soapy water as she washed the immense pile of pots, pans, knives and forks.




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