Horny Witches Ch 1 (Harry Potter) (Patreon)

Summary: Wizards are disgusted by sex and anything lewd. Witches have crazy libidos and are horny all the time, but have learned to hide it. Harry Potter isn't like other wizards, and so begins his new life of sex and debauchery. 

A/N: Loosely inspired by the hentai manga: Fucking Like Rabbits Because It Feels Good. My attempt at some raunchier, quick and dumb smut.

Chapter One: Hermione & Ginny

‘Hey, pup. If you're reading this, guess you made it to the black manor, enjoy it’s yours now!’

Harry sat on the floor of an empty manor. After his third year, Sirius disappeared but left him a note to lead him away from the Dursleys, and into the Black Manor. Apparently, it was hidden under Fidelis so it was safer than the Dursleys anyway, and Dumbledore was crazy.

Sirius’ note was just like him, quick to skip the boring details and jump into the fun part.

‘Sadly too many years in Azkaban does damage even potions can’t fix! So, you’ll just have to take care of all the witches in Britain in my place! I leave to you all the important secrets I discovered in my Hogwarts years!’

Harry’s brow slightly raised as his eyes ran down the parchment.

‘You’ve probably noticed already at Hogwarts how… tame everything is. There are no hot-blooded boys chasing skirts through the corridors right? See, there’s a reason for that. Some long-standing curse on wizard-kind, according to Black Records. The point is, that this curse has been chipping away at the sex drive of wizards for hundreds of years. Most men can only see sex as a method of ‘procreation’ and find provocative behaviour disgusting. That’s why we still dress like we’re in the 1600s…’

‘But you see Harry… The secret is that this is only affecting Wizards. For witches? You’ve got generations of sexual neglect built up in their psyches, further enhanced by magic itself as it desperately tries to keep our race from dying out entirely.’

‘Simply put. Witches are all horny, slutty little creatures on the inside, who want nothing more than to find a wizard who can give them what they desperately need…’

‘And this is where you come in Harry… My second little secret. One of the main reasons our family’s blood runs so strong. Generations ago, when this whole mess began, one of our ancestors found a counter curse, and managed to bind that to our family magic.’

‘I’m sure you can feel it, just reading this letter. You aren’t lacking a sex drive at all are you Harry? Even if you are, that’s fine… the Inheritance ritual will fix that easily… and give you all the ‘proper equipment’ to give the fine witches in Britain the treatment they deserve.’

Harry digested all this information with a bewildered look on his face. It was true that he noticed how the male students generally formed groups by themselves. Thinking about it, he didn’t know of a single couple within the castle! He’d heard that boarding schools like these, away from parental supervision, would be a hotspot for romance and attraction, couples and lovers.

None of that, from what Harry knew. But with what he knew about wizarding culture in his first three years at Hogwarts, he assumed it was all ‘behind closed doors’.

He lowered his eyes once again and finished the letter.

‘There’s a lot of fun things we can do with Black Rituals, especially the ones developed AFTER this whole mess began. Well, more on that later… There’s one more thing I need to tell you. There’s a second letter attached… do not open this one until you’ve completed the Inheritance Ritual.’

Curious, Harry set the letter aside and began following Sirius’ instructions to move deeper into the Black Ancestral Home, finding a ritual room, with a variety of ingredients and appropriate circles already prepared for him.

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He came to consciousness with a gasp for air. Feeling it crisp and refreshing in his lungs. As he brought his hands to his naked chest, he was shocked to feel firm, solid lines on his chest.

His arms were now bigger and firm, not huge, but magically enhanced with strength beyond his form. As he got to his feet, he was shocked at how smoothly he rose from his sitting position, his balance was perfected. If he had a mirror, he would notice the way his jawline was slightly corrected, and his eyes became vibrant green.

There was a strange feeling in his chest too. He felt on top of the world like he could do anything. He felt fearless and lacked his inhibitions. He felt confident. He felt good.

Then he was reminded of Sirius’ letter, he remembered what the man had said about witches… He thought about the witches at Hogwarts. Hermione. Padma. Lavender and her-

Then there was the feeling between his legs. Harry was glad he wasn’t wearing trousers either as he looked down… Where the hell would he stuff that thing?

Once he found a robe to somewhat cloth himself, he finally busted open that last letter.

‘So Harry… if you’ve got the envelope open you went through with it all. Good man. It would be a damn shame if the Black Blood was lost with me. Imagine the generations of suffering witches that would follow… You’re a hero, Harry. Truly.’

‘Now the best bit has yet to come, Harry. The last thing I have to tell you… is about these witches. As I said, generations of built-up neglect made magic try to overcompensate. They’ve got wicked sex drives, and have sex on the brain so much it’s ridiculous. Now, this may be hard to believe because of how they’ve learned to hide it. Wizards had provocative witches, remember? So if they want a husband, if they want ANY chance of getting some action in their lives… they’ve got to act like prudish, modest little pureblood princesses…. But that’s not who they are at all.’

‘In fact… they’re so horny and desperate all the time, that you can just go up to a girl you fancy and grab her bum right then and there! I’m serious, Harry. If she’s a witch, she won’t stop you. She might put on a strong face for a bit if you’re in public, but you’ll see the real slutty little vixen peek through that mask.’

‘Trust me. There’s not a witch I’ve approached that ever told me ‘no’. You can get away with just about anything you want. Grope her, pull down her skirt, or just push her against a wall and have at it. That being said, they are still human and probably don’t want their image ruined. Try to keep it private. Hah! I kept a whole scrapbook of my many adventures in Hogwarts.’

‘This is the best part..! Man, I love magic. Remember, magic is trying to make these witches as enticing to men as possible… so that means they’ve got wicked bodies. Every witch has breasts bigger than you’d ever find on a muggle, always nice and round, with no sagging skin or need for support. Their bums too! Huge and round, with a bounce that’s just MAGIC.’

‘And they’re just so SOFT. Every witch is just plush and squeezable, no matter where you grab, even if they look thin and trim, or fit and built, it’s crazy. Once you get the feeling of a grown witch's boobs or bum between your fingers, you’ll be addicted.’

‘Now that’s about it. All that’s left is for you to take the plunge! Find a hot young witch you fancy and test the waters yourself! You’ll be surprised by how deep they go! Before you go and grab one, you might take a jaunt over to our Black Library. There's a whole section on ‘Male Grooming Spells’, that’s a cover for ‘sex spells’ to keep the girls in our family from prodding around. I’d recommend you take a look. There are some really fun things in there.!

‘Now run wild, Harry! Do everything I would do, and treat those witches right!’

Harry let all that information sink in at once and noticed a little footnote at the bottom of the letter.

‘PS: Oh! By the way, about safe sex and all that. I didn’t want litters of pups running around, but if you ever want to re-grow the Black Family, there’s a ritual for ‘Virility’. I wasn’t planning on being a dad so never took it myself, but went ahead and set it up for you whenever you’re ready! Just be warned, it’ll supercharge your ‘male instincts’ to reproduce and ramp up your sex drive even further than the Inheritance ritual already will. It’ll also enhance your fertility to incredible lengths, making sure your ‘seed’ is ‘planted’ even if the witch isn’t very fertile herself (I’ve heard it also protects against sterilising curses… which also means contraception on yourself won’t work anymore! Be careful.) Anyway, I wouldn’t worry about that for a dozen years at least. For now, have some wanton fun, Harry!’

It took a moment for it to dawn on Harry.

“Goddammit Padfoot!” He suddenly shouted as it clicked in his head, and he threw the letter across the room, “You put the warning for the one ritual I wasn’t supposed to do IN THE LETTER THAT WAS SEALED UNTIL I DID THEM ALL!”

Throughout the reading of the letter, Harry’s mind was running wild with images of the girls from Hogwarts. Their huge busts swelling outward from their tight blazers, and their round butts jutting out behind in their swishing skirts. Of course, these enticing, lustful thoughts made him burn with desire… but that was not all.

All the while he imagined shoving them down and having his way with them… More than that, he imagined filling them with his seed. Filling their fertile wombs with his virile seed until they were absolutely pregnant. Images of the girls he’d seen in the halls, the girls in his classes, all with round bellies filled his head unceasingly.

Yet despite throwing the letter across the room… there was no anger, regret, or even concern in Harry’s mind. Instead, he was thrilled. The erotic images drove a boiling heat into his body that felt good. His heart was thumping like a drum, eager and excited.

He liked it.

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“Harry!”

Harry smiled widely as Hermione and Ginny greeted him at the burrow. Their fourth year was starting soon, and he was eager to get his hands on them before Hogwarts began in earnest. He’d spent a little time in the Black Library quickly picking up some signature spells. Most he found were erotic in nature because he didn’t really worry about other things anymore.

God, now that he was seeing them again, how could he have been so blind? Witches were practically BUILT for sex.

Hermione and Ginny smiled at him with a barely hidden desire. Maybe it was just the way he was seeing them now, but he would swear those eyes were undressing him. Their cheeks slightly tinged pink made him think they liked what they saw.

Their bodies were so fucking busty, their round tits pushing out from tight tank-tops, flashing him with heavy cleavage and peeking sideboob. Those fat titties were begging to be grabbed and squeezed and sucked, built for carrying milk to feed litters. Their hips were wide and teasing with the way they stretched their skirts. Standing side-by-side, it was like they didn’t even notice the way their hips bumped or their tits pressed softly into each other as they leaned on each other and whispered excitedly.

Whispering about him. He could tell by the way they sent him those shy glances.

Harry felt like a beast, the way his eyes were glued to those fantastic fucking TITTIES. He felt his mouth watering and his eyes leered down to the soft flesh of their squishy thighs that peeked out beneath their skirts, already he imagined burying his face between those soft legs, jerking their skirts up right in front of their family and-!

He couldn’t resist, he walked right up to them, in front of the whole Weasley family, and gave them both a big hug. He swallowed those plush, fuckable bodies up in his arms, new, strong muscle reaching down to grab a firm handful of soft booty meat.

“Hey girls… I’ve been eager to see you again.” He said lowly. He groaned with pleasure as his fingers sank into the soft, heavenly cushion of the magically enhanced softness of their fat bottoms. God these butts really were magic. So satisfyingly soft, letting his fingers really dig in, while still maintaining just the right amount of firmness to get a good hold on. He wanted to grope these fat booty cheeks, shake them in his hands, and SMACK them as hard as he could, just to watch them jiggle.

“Hah!” Hermione squeaked, eyes going wide as she felt Harry’s hand suddenly grope and squeeze her soft butt. Her face flamed red. She was so embarrassed by how thick and bouncy it had gotten, jutting out behind her and making her skirts look so short as they struggled to cover its vast size. Now Harry’s surprisingly strong hand was grabbing and groping it like it was his property.

Ginny on the other hand let out an erotic voice. Her freckled cheeks were even more red than Hermione’s but she giggled with eager glee, rubbing her fat butt against his palm. ‘Holy shit..!’ Ginny’s pussy flooded with juices, ‘He’s grabbing my butt! I’m gonna finger myself so fucking hard tonight just remembering this..!

“H-hi Harry…” Ginny said quietly, trying to disguise the voice of a horny bitch. Inwardly she was losing herself, knees knocking together as her panties soaked clear through. Just the feeling of him groping her butt was nearly enough to make her cum.

“H-harry..!” Hermione said as if she was scandalised, “E-everyone’s looking at us… S-stop t-touching us there..!” It was impressive how she kept that up, while mentally screaming, ‘Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop..! Please keep fucking groping me..!’

“Let’em look, Hermione.” Harry said firmly, squeezing her asscheek harshly, “These fat fucking arses of yours have been teasing me in my dreams all summer. I promised myself I’d give them a real squeeze the moment I could get my hands on them.” He gave them both a light spank, before grabbing their booty meat strongly and jiggling their asscheeks.

Hermione whimpered weakly. Her body was screaming at her to submit, and she couldn’t raise another protest. Her legs trembled as her plush, soft thighs squeezed together. Her poor panties were already getting soaked as her eager pussylips drooled with desire. She squeezed herself into his chest, panting as she held her cheek against his firm chest.

“O-okay Harry..! D-do as you like just… be quick… or they’ll see…” She whimpered softly into his chest, giving him full permission to do what he wanted. She couldn’t stop herself from grinding her hips, pushing her fat bum against his palm. Her hands fell on his chest, and her eyes stretched wide open. Before she noticed, she was groping him right back!

‘Oh my god..!’ Hermione panted like a slut, ‘He’s fucking ripped..! W-when did Harry get so buff..? I-I feel like he could fold me in half with these arms..! God just lift me up like a feather and drop me right on his..! Haaah… Oh god…’

“H-harry..!” Ginny gasped excitedly, her heart was thumping so loudly she was sure he could hear it. She tried to wrap her slender arms around his broad chest, following Hermione’s lead with slender fingers grabbing his firm muscle wherever she could, “D-did you have a nice summer? Y-you seem a little different today…”

Inwardly she was hoping and praying desperately. Ever seen she’d first stolen her Mum’s copy of ‘Harry Potter and the Veela Coven’ and read that raunchy smut-fic of Harry fucking his way through a Veela Coven and collaring them like pets… he’d been her biggest fantasy. She was so disappointed to find her idol was actually a shy, sheltered boy.

But now..! He was pawing her ass like he was judging a cut of meat. Measuring her worth as his little red-haired breeding sow. Her mind went crazy with lustful desire and filthy thoughts of sex. Her bare snatch slid sticky juices down her thighs.

“Yeah.” Harry grinned, keeping their plush bodies tight against his, “Learned a lot, about… witches and their needs.” Both women let out a hot breath, Ginny was practically humping his leg, and Hermione whimpered against him. She didn’t even realise she was drooling and kissing his firm chest.

“Aw, look at them..!” Molly Weasley had a big, dimpled grin. She put her hands on her hips and gave a wide, innocent smile as she watched them hug. All she could see was Harry’s broad back, the long sleeves of his robes hiding the way the witches were practically humping his legs while his hands molested their fertile bottoms.

“Such good friends!” Molly said innocently, not knowing how Harry had a perverted hand on her daughter’s smackable rump.

“C’mon Harry.” Ron urged him, “Let’s head up to my room. We can play chess or somethin’ until dinner.”

“Sorry, Ron.” Harry didn’t even look at him, “I’ve got a little something to give the girls. Let’s catch up later okay? I’m gonna hang out in their room until dinner.”

“Aw, you sweet boy.” Molly grinned, “Presents for the girls? If only wizards were so thoughtful back in my Hogwarts days!”

“What?” Ron groaned, “Why do you want to hang out with the girls? They’re just gonna spend all night gossiping about boring stuff…”

Harry grinned, “Boring..? I don’t think it will be. What do you say, Gin? Want to show me your room?”

“Y-yes..!” She said eagerly but didn’t move. She kept her tits pressured against his chest, not wanting to leave the stronghold of his arms just yet. She thrust her butt back into his playful palm, desperate to drag it out as long as possible.

“Now, Ginny… I’m sure Hermione can show Harry up. I’ll need your help to get dinner started sweetie…”

“W-what?!” Ginny whined loudly, “N-not tonight Mum..! Harry just got here..!”

“No arguing dear, you already agreed yesterday. If I recall, you said you were eager to cook for Har-”

“Mum!” She squeaked.

Harry grinned and leaned down, his breath tickled her ear, heating up her body. His fingers dug deep into the softness of her round butt, “Do as your mother says Gin. I’ll wait for you to come up and join us. I promise… It’ll be worth the wait..!”

Ginny chewed her soft lips cutely. Her brown eyes looked torn. She wanted to spend time with this new and improved Harry, but her body cowed to his commanding tone whispering in her ear. Her tight, virgin pussy quivered, soaking wet. She whimpered and ducked her head, “y-yes Harry…” She whispered.

“Good girl.” He squeezed and jiggled her ass one last time, then…

Smack!

He sent her off with a spank so loud she had to duck from the eyes of her family looking over.

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“T-this way Harry…” Hermione said shakily.

“You go ahead, I’ll follow behind.”

Hermione’s cheeks were still red. She couldn’t stop her lewd mind from drawing innuendo from everything he said. Even now, as she slowly walked up the creaky steps, knowing he was following slowly behind, she felt like she was on display. She could FEEL a hot lustful gaze on her thick, round ass as her plush thighs rubbed together. With every step her hips swing left and right, the thick cheeks of her ass rubbing and bouncing together. He was staring at her ass! He must be!

But that couldn’t be. Wizards were disgusted by sex. They were revolted by the lewd, sinful bodies witches developed as magic built in their bodies. Harry wouldn’t like the way her impossibly soft ass bounced and clapped, he would be disgusted!

She peered over her shoulder and her breath caught. He was STARING. There was a confident smirk on his face as those bright, emerald eyes were laser-focused on her swishing skirt and bouncing ass. Long, black socks hugged her legs all the way up to her squishy, plush thighs, leaving just a strip of delectable skin before her skirt.

Her breath became uneven. She couldn’t control herself. Her mind spun with lust, wondering if he REALLY looked at her like that, or was it just her own fantasy? He’d never seemed interested before! He was just like all the others, dense as a rock and disinterested in sex or women. It was why she nearly squeezed her rump into a pair of trousers for today’s reunion, knowing how wizards disliked anything ‘revealing’ like a short skirt… but this was her one last chance to really test if Harry was like the rest.

She opened the door to Ginny’s room, hands shaky on the knob. Harry followed in tightly behind, and her body tingled.

“H-here’s Ginny’s room. I-I guess you’ll be staying with Ron, b-but you can drop your stuff in the corner until…”

The door clicked closed.

Hermione suddenly felt tense, feeling Harry’s broad, powerful body hovering behind her. Her lustful mind dreamed up a hundred fantasies, locked in a private room with her hunk of a friend.

“Hmm… So you’re staying here with Ginny then? Sleeping in the same bed?” Harry asked slowly.

“Y-yes…”

“Heh… I’m curious what kind of things you two girls get up to at night… all alone.” Harry’s voice thrummed in her mind, somehow deeper and more… stimulating than she ever remembered.

Then something better than her wildest fantasies happened. Harry stepped over behind her and embraced her from behind. But this wasn’t a friendly, reuniting hug… no, his big strong hands suddenly reached around and groped her fat tits firmly.

She squeaked as his fingers mauled her boobs, digging fingers into the soft flesh of her titties. He started groping and squeezing, eager to familiarise himself to the shape of her huge boobs and feel out the bra she wore beneath.

“H-Harry!” She squeaked in surprise, “W-what are you doing?!”

“Something I should’ve done years ago,” He growled in her ear, “Playing with these big boobs of yours, Hermione. God it was so fucking confusing when I came to the wizarding world. You crazy girls have figures muggles can’t hold a candle to… yet all of you were sending signals like you hate men.”

“Y-you can’t..!” She weakly protested, “Y-you can’t just grope a girl like that..!”

“Just like that.” Harry chuckled in her ear, making her legs tremble, “Tell me Hermione, be honest, do you want me to stop? Tell me to stop, Hermione, and I will. I’ll go sit and chat with Ron about stupid little things like chess and Quidditch… and I’ll NEVER touch these fantastic tits of yours again… but if you don’t… I’m gonna play with these sweater puppies until I’m satisfied…”

“..!” She whimpered loudly, squeezing her eyes shut as she felt Harry firmly squeezing and massaging her plump breasts. She was always so embarrassed, constantly needing new bras to keep up with how BIG her tits kept growing and growing. Even now she was pushing it, stretching her bra to the limit of comfort and her tits were eager to pop out and breathe.

“No?” He chuckled lowly, “Last chance Hermione… Tell me to stop, or I’ll take that as permission to play with this sexy body of yours as I please.”

“Hmph…” She softly moaned, her nipples so stiff she imagined he could FEEL them, even through her bra, “I-I guess…” She mumbled weakly, “I-If you really want to… I guess you can play with my boobs for a little bit. J-just be gentle… they’re…” SENSITIVE her mind screamed, as pleasure tingled through her chest, but she couldn’t quite squeak out the word. Part of her mind was still illusioned that Harry wouldn’t like sex-minded girls like her.

“Good girl…”

Hermione squeezed her legs together as he whispered in her ear. Just those two words made her whole body shiver. Her heart fluttered with happiness.

“Now…” He seemed to engulf her soft, shorter frame. He leaned into her until her soft bum was pressed against him and then he reached up and grabbed the plunging neckline of her tank top, “This shirt looks so lewd on you Hermione… I thought you were a good girl. A modest, decent bookworm. Not the kind of girl to wear slutty tank-tops and flash cleavage to everyone…”

“I-I can’t help it..!” She whined, looking down at her obscene, heavy tits getting groped by his large hands. Her shirt was so tight, filled to bursting with her boobs, and her soft chest squeezed through the gaps in his fingers, “M-my chest just does that..! T-this was supposed to be a cute top… but my boobs keep stretching it out until… it looks like this..!”

Harry grinned. Her top simply couldn’t contain her boobs. They stretched down the neckline and peeked out the shoulders, flashing cleavage and side boob. It barely even fit and the hem rode up just enough to show some of her cute little navel. The thin straps of her top seemed to struggle, hefting up the heavy weight of her plump titties.

“Just look at this…” He said huskily, “They’re practically popping out, Hermione! I bet with just a little tug…” He suddenly grabbed the plunging neckline and pulled.

Snap!

Hermione’s eyes boggled as somehow, impossibly, the strings of her tank top snapped just like that. She didn’t even feel it! Like magic, the shoulders snapped and her shirt fell down, her boobs bursting free and bouncing in her bra like they were desperate for air!

Harry’s hands immediately fell down on her bra, “God Hermione..!” Harry gasped, “I didn’t think you were the kind of girl to wear something like this..!” Under his palms was a white, flowery lace brassiere. It was so low cut that it was barely holding onto the sheer weight of her titties with difficulty. Not something he expected from a ‘modest’ girl like Hermione… But he knew her true nature now.

He grinned, “Did you wear this for me?”

Hermione’s cheeks flushed, “I-I..! I-I just d-don’t have many bras that still fit me…” She gave a weak excuse.

“Hmm…” He stared at her blushing face as she looked away from him, then he grinned lustfully and squeezed firmly on her tits, “Well… I’m glad you did. It looks sexy, Hermione… Makes me want to throw you down on Ginny’s bed and…”

Her ears were red, she was blushing so hard. Her heart POUNDED. Her mind swarmed with lustful thoughts, ‘Oh please do it, Harry! Please mean that! I don’t care anymore! I’m so fucking HORNY right now! My panties are ruined!’

Part of her still denied it all, pretending that Harry was just like the others. Like he HADN’T noticed what a horny slut she was deep on the inside and that he WASN’T at all interested in the fat tits he kept mercilessly groping, or the round bum pressing against his crotch. But that was okay. Her doubt wouldn’t survive for long… because Harry wasn’t satisfied with just teasing her.

“Alright Hermione…” His voice seemed to growl in her ear, making her shiver, “I love watching you squirm in my arms… but I can’t resist anymore. I’ve dreamed about this moment for weeks, ever since I read Sirius’ note… Now I’ve got you alone and I’m not holding back…”

“Sirius left you a note..?” Poor Hermione and her over-analytical mind. Somehow with how wired for sex she was at the moment, she still managed to pick at boring details. Luckily, Harry wouldn’t let her linger on that.

She squealed as Harry’s hands suddenly jerked up her tight bra and her fat titties came spilling out with a delightful jiggle. Harry huffed in her ear, groaning with arousal as his fingers sank into the warm soft fat of her breasts. He massaged her quickly and eagerly, groping her titties almost desperately.

Hermione was speechless, biting her lip to muffle moans as her sensitive breasts were roughly grabbed and kneaded like fine dough.

“Witch’s bodies are so lewd.” Harry mumbled in her ear, looking over her shoulder to see the way her huge boobs melded around his fingers and rolled in his palms, “I heard that as your bodies grow with magic… your boobs get so sensitive that you can cum just from having them teased… Did you know about that, Hermione?”

“Aaahn..!” She bit her lips, eyes squeezed shut. She let out a womanly moan, gasping with pleasure from the feeling of him mauling her tits with his hands, “H-harry..!” She gasped.

‘I-it feels so good..!’ She mentally cried, ‘I-I’ve never felt like this before… my boobs don’t feel like this when I touch myself..! But his hands… they’re making me go crazy..!’ Her knees knocked together as she felt him lightly pinch her stiff nipples. She squealed and felt her pussy tighten up in a spontaneous climax.

“Holy shit…” Harry was amazed, looking at the quivering, busty girl topless in his arms. She curled up, trembling as she very obviously came in his arms. His eyes went wide and he felt his already-hard cock swell with desire.

“Mmngh..!” Hermione whimpered, still shaking.

“You dirty girl…” He said eagerly in her ear, “You fucking came, didn’t you?” She couldn’t even deny it, because he stuffed his hand down her skirt, fingers reaching for her damp panties. The moment he touched her sensitive mound, she moaned loudly.

He squeezed one hand firmly on her tit, holding her back pressed against his chest as he reached down to play with her pussy. His fingers dug into her wet panties, feeling the shape of her plump pussy lips, “God you’re soaked. You like this Hermione? You like me groping your tits and fingering your cunt?”

“Harry..!” Her lustful voice came out, she started wiggling her hips, grinding her soaked panties against his fingers eagerly, she finally looked up at him, showing him her sexy face of arousal, “I-I didn’t know you were… like this Harry…”

“Like what?” He grunted, “Any hot-blooded man should appreciate a fucking sexy witch, with such a busty, killer body like yours!”

She shook her head rapidly, throwing her bushy hair around, “NO! I was so confused, growing up in the muggle world..! I was so horny all the time! I had to finger myself silly at least twice a day or I couldn’t focus! Then when I got my Hogwarts letter they told me… wizards hate slutty girls like us! They’ll cast us out if we act like harlots!” Hermione squealed and tears nearly started building in her eyes.

“That’s bollocks.” Harry curtly said, as his fingers plunged down into the soaked cameltoe of her panties, “Wizards are fucking pathetic. I’m NOTHING like them, Hermione and I’ll make sure you know it. And you know what? I think it’s hot hearing how much of a horny girl you are.”

His words were like electricity, sparking through her body and just the way he rubbed her panties nearly made her lose her mind. “You pervert…” She said lustfully, “Keep touching me..! I’ve never felt so good in my life..! I want more, Harry..!”

“Dirty girl!” He grinned widely. She yelped as she was roughly shoved forward and fell over Ginny’s bed. Instantly Harry was behind her. Hermione moaned, face flushed as he flipped up her short skirt and got a good look at her fat, smackable arse.

Her thick, round cheeks were snowy white, like they were scared of the sun. Each globe of thick fat was round and wide, giving her a butt that looked too big for her petite form. But it lacked any imperfections on her skin, or sag from age. It was round and tight looking, but when he grabbed it with his hands, he gasped at how fucking SOFT it was. His fingers sank deeply into her cheeks and they bounced with just the lightest touch. It was like magic gave her the biggest, softest butt to entice men.

He was nearly drooling, looking at that perfect, delicious ass and the small, lace panties she had wrapping it up. They were nearly swallowed by the thick crack of her ass, covering only a slice of those doughy cheeks. He couldn’t resist and bunched up the top of her panties, giving it a tug as it dug deeper into her crack. She gasped and flushed with embarrassment.

“H-Harry! W-what are you doing?!” Her face burned red as he played with her butt.

He silenced her by burying his face in her white asscheeks, grabbing as much of the soft ass as his large hands could take. He shook his face between her asscheeks and opened his mouth, kissing and licking her supple skin where he could. Then he grunted and jerked her panties down.

He clapped his hands down on her fat ass again, spreading the thick cheeks to look at her most private places. Her pussy was beautifully pink, fresh and new, while her winking rosebud shared a tender pink colour. He buried his face in her ass again, slurping up the wet, sticky juices that leaked from her twat.

“H-harry..!” She shrieked, feeling his mouth on her cunt and his nose pressing into her asshole, “T-that’s dirty..! S-stop it..!”

“Dirty huh?” He pulled back, his lips wet with her sex juices, “I heard witches have a ritual that burns waste in their body… so this tight little asshole isn’t used for anything but sex. Have you done that ritual Hermione? Your asshole looks so pretty and pink.”

Her face burned, “H-harry..! D-don’t talk about my ass…” She whined cutely, so embarrassed she felt like crying, “...B-but… y-yes… I did that ritual before Hogwarts…”

He grinned. He stared at her winking rosebud, debating getting a taste. But the throbbing in his pants could no longer be ignored. He squeezed his fingers into her ass, digging a thumb into her thighs and pulling them wide. Her pretty pink pussylips drooled, her tight little virgin opening twitched at him, like it was begging him to come inside.

He suddenly climbed over her. Hermione whimpered as she felt his stronger, broader body hovering over her, he leaned down to whisper in her ear, “Hermione… I’ve got a confession to make…”

“W-what is it, Harry?” She said quietly, like a timid girlfriend. Despite how she was now stripped nearly naked, with her soaked panties tugged halfway down her legs.

“I’m a pervert. A bigger one than both you AND Ginny.” He said roughly and her entire body twitched with pleasure, “I can’t stop thinking about sex. I dream about your huge titties and fat arse. I want to push you down on Ginny’s bed and plug your leaking twat with my cock. I want to fuck you into the bedsheets and make you squeal until the whole house knows what you sound like when getting fucked.”

She was panting like a bitch. Her tongue kept coming out to lick her wet lips and she swallowed spit from her watering mouth. Her huge tits heaved on her chest as she panted. Her legs couldn’t stop shaking.

“My cock is so fucking hard in my pants… So hard it hurts! I want to bury it in your tight, virgin pussy and shape your cunt to fit my huge cock… And that’s what I’m going to do Hermione. Unless you say no, right now… I’ll push you down and fuck you, damned the consequences..!”

“So… Hermione… what do you want?”

“Harry..!” She let out a hot, womanly moan and looked back at him with half-lidded eyes, “Please..!”

Anything more she had to say was stopped as she was shoved forward on the bed. She fell face first on the bed sheets, as Harry’s strong hand pushed her back down. Then she heard a soft thump as his trousers hit the floor and something hot, huge and thick slapped upward against her quivering twat. She twitched and moaned, jolted with pleasure as Harry’s thick slab of pussy-plundering meat slid against her hot pussy lips.

She barely got a glance at it and, ‘Oh merlin!’ She inwardly screamed. Long, thick and girthy inches of pussy-plundering fuckmeat. And those heavy hanging balls! If her plump titties, fertile hips and fat arse was the work of magic, then that monolithic monster-cock was built by magic for BREEDING buxom, fertile young lasses like her!

‘He’ll fucking break me in half..!’ She inwardly screamed, yet felt like giggling with glee, ‘And those huge balls of his..! God how much would he cum..?!’ She was shaking with anticipation and her wide hips kept shaking left and right, like she was trying to entice this big, breeding bull to have at her already!

Then he primed his huge, fist-sized cockhead at her tiny, virgin slit, his heart pounding with lust, “You’re mine, Hermione..!” He grunted and thrust his cock inside. There was no resistance as Harry’s huge cock plunged through Heromine’s slick and eager twat, her pussywalls seemingly sucking his cock in deeper. He forced himself all the way through, sliding through smoothly until he rammed into the wall of her cervix.

“Yes~!” She squealed, fists balling in the bed sheets as Harry’s huge cock split open her tight virgin cunt. Her walls quivered, singing with glee as they were mercilessly stretched out by a massive invader. His huge, swollen cockhead scraped through her walls, stimulating every sensitive pleat that her fingers and toys could never reach or satisfy.

She shrieked louder than she’d ever had in her life, knees knocking together as her eyes went cross. Her tongue fell out of her mouth, mind going blank as she SQUIRTED. The most powerful orgasm in her life ripped through her unprepared body and she stained Ginny’s bedsheets with her spraying girl-cum.

“Holy shit..!” Harry grunted as Hermione’s tight cunt squeezed him like nothing else. From someone who’d only felt his own hand around his cock this was a whole new world of pleasure. Just the pressure of her spasming, cumming pussy, and the intense gratification of taking his best friend’s virginity nearly made him cum. It was only a stubborn feeling in his head that stopped him, he wouldn’t cum that quickly, not when he hadn’t even fucked her yet.

He leaned over her, pressing her body down as he enjoyed the feeling of her tight twat. Her small, shallow pussy couldn’t take the full length of his cock and he felt himself pressed firmly against her cervix. He huffed for a second, stripping off his shirt and planting his fists on the bed beside her head, before he took a deep breath and began to fuck her.

Hermione broke into loud squeals and screams, unprepared for his thick log of a cock to start sawing through her tight walls. His huge cockhead pounded like a hammer on the wall of her cervix, but somehow it didn’t hurt. Instead, it brought a powerful, toe-curling spike of pleasure shooting through her body.

“Hermione..! Hermione..!” He grunted like a beast, pistoning into her juicy pussy and making a mess all over Ginny’s bed, “God you have such a tight eager cunt! It feels so good..! Finally getting to fuck my cute little genius! To hear her scream like a woman!”

Hermione only squealed louder as she heard his desperate groans. Her pussy just wouldn’t stop cumming, occasionally spraying juices on the bed as Harry’s huge cock plundered her depths. She could barely focus on anything from the white-hot pleasure in her body, but somehow she opened her mouth and let the little whore inside come slipping out.

“Harry~!” She squealed with bliss, “Yes~! I’ve dreamed of you ravishing me for so~oo long. Ever since you saved me from that troll! I’ve finger-fucked myself to sleep everynight just hoping you would sneak into my dorm and fuck me in my bed! GOD your cock is too fucking BIG! It’s stretching out my tight cunt! Fu~uck! Fuck me Harry!” Her eyes were spinning as her carnal fantasy came to life and Harry fucked her just as roughly as her dirtiest dream.

Harry panted with lust, his body running so hot that he could feel himself starting to sweat as he fucked her tight cunt. To think that Hermione had such a dirty mouth hidden away all this time…

“I wish I knew..!” Tears slid down her cheeks as a stupid, fucked-silly grin was on her face, “I wish I knew what a fucking stud you were! What a horny bastard you could be! I would’ve sucked your fat cock a hundred times, just to have you fuck my dirty cunt once! God, please don’t stop! I didn’t know sex could feel this good!”

Harry grunted like a beast, fucking her as deeply as he could and reached around. His fingers went to her throat, giving it a gentle squeeze, “God you're such slut..!” He spat in her ear, “I fucking love it. Be my slut Hermione..! I’ve got three years of Hogwarts to make up for! Three years I could’ve been fucking you like the dirty bitch you are!”

“Ye~es~!” She cried out with utter ecstasy, cumming HARD around his prick, “Fuck me~! I’ll do anything you want..! Any fetish you have! I’ve got so many dirty ideas! I’ll be your personal little slut, so long as you keep making me CUUUUM~!”

His hips pounded into her like a jackhammer, until he couldn’t resist the feeling in his heavy balls anymore. He was about to cum and it was going to be the biggest, fattest load in his life, “I’m cumming Hermione..!” He grunted in her ear, “Inside of you! Let me cum inside of you! Be my whore! I’ll fulfil every dirty little desire of yours, every filthy fantasy..! So be my tight little cumdump..!”

Inside?! Hermione’s eyes rolled back. It was so~oo dangerous for him to cum inside her raw, she knew that. But her mouth opened as her brain, normally so quick-witted, was overloaded by desire before it could even function. Her body was begging for it. It was what she was built for. A big tiddy, fat bottomed slut, built to be seeded by a male eager enough to take her.

“Ye~es..!” She giggled with euphoria, “Cum inside me! I want to feel that hot seed of yours in my thirsty womb! I’ve dreamed about you creampieing me every night all summer! Please, Harry! Give it to mee~ee!”

She squealed as she felt his already huge cockhead swell larger at the back of her pussy. It was primed at her womb like a cannon, his piss-slit opening like floodgates. Then his balls pulsed, pumping powerful shots of seed through his pipe and into her eager womb. Hermione’s head went blank and stupid, feeling that piping hot cum FLOOD her womb like a geyser.

Her body was practically convulsing, spasming with unbelievable pleasure as the massive orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave. Years of sexual frustration, satisfied all at once with her deepest, darkest fantasy coming to life out of no-where. She came so hard she blacked out.

Hermione went limp, drooling and giggling with euphoria on the bed, but Harry didn’t even notice. He was still bucking and rolling his hips, immersed in the action of SEEDING the bitch beneath him. He kept his cockhead primed at her womb, while her cunt eagerly milked his thick shaft for every last drop of his seed. Each shot was thick and heavy, shooting into the back walls of her womb, until she was filled with his spunk.

The tight seal of their joined sexes was leaking a creamy, cloudy mixture of seed and girl-cum, while Harry kept Hermione pinned to the bed.

He huffed and panted like he’d just run a marathon. His body was sweating, but he wasn’t tired. No, he was thrumming with satisfaction. A deep, primal instinct had just been satisfied.

The rituals he’d undergone enchanted him with fertility. That meant his ejaculations were long and massive. He came enough to fill buckets, hundreds of times more than any normal man. Alongside that, he had massive, lustful desire. He saw witches for what they were, ripe, fertile females, with curves just built for BREEDING.

The feeling was so overwhelming he couldn’t control it. He felt that in that moment, even if she had yelled and kicked him, he would’ve just pinned her down and seeded her anyway. The desire was that strong.

Now that had been fulfilled and Harry felt high with ecstasy. He felt on top of the world. At the same time… he felt like he fucking LOVED this woman. The woman who he seeded. He hovered over her, leaning on her soft body just enough to feel her warmth, without putting his weight on her. He moved her bushy hair to the side and kissed and sucked on her neck.

“Harry..!” Hermione finally stopped quivering minutes later, coming down from the clouds. She felt a hot pool in her gut and gasped. His seed was still warm, sloshing around in her womb. She felt full… and satisfied. Still, she was Hermione.

“O-oh god…” She moaned weakly with a shaky voice. She brought a hand to her stomach, “Y-you really came inside… oh god… I’m ovulating…” There was a twinge in her womb and Hermione’s eyes were stuck open wide. It was like she could feel her precious egg being swarmed by Harry’s eager swimmers.

“Oh god… oh god…” Hermione moaned lewdly, her breath panting roughly, “You… I… I’m gonna get pregnant…” Despite the worry that SHOULD be setting in, her body was singing like she’d never felt before. She was floating with an overwhelming sense of intense satisfaction and she felt incredibly emotional.

She felt his huge cock lurch in her pussy and she yelped. Her eyes went huge, “Y-you’re still hard! T-there’s no way! W-wizards can’t cum more than once a day..! T-that’s why birth rates are so low…” Then her voice squeaked out as she realised how MUCH he had cum. He flooded her womb to bursting. He had stretched her poor little pussy to the limit, but still his cum burst from the tight seal of their joint sexes like a leaking faucet.

“Heh…” He smirked at her, “I’m not like other men, Hermione. You’ll learn to never compare me to them.” Her body trembled at his tone and she looked up at him with big eyes, “I’ve got a secret that makes me hard and horny, constantly. Even if I fucked you all night long… Even if you pass out on me… I’ll still be looking for more.”

She gulped heavily, “W-what..? I-is that even possible? All night..?” She’d blacked out after ONE of his womb-stuffing cumloads, her head was spinning at the thought of twelve more hours of this, “There’s no way I could do that all night… You’d need a hundred witches to…” She felt his cock lurch inside of her and her eyes went huge.

He wore a big smirk and there was desire gleaming in his vibrant green eyes.

She realised that he was thinking the same thing she was.

“G-ginny..?” She squeaked quietly, his cock lurched again, “...molly..?”

He was grinning.

Hermione’s eyes went glassy. She imagined herself kissing the foot of a king. His majestic, huge cock stood tall and proud. Busty, beautiful girls were all around her, they were her sisters. They kissed his feet, his legs, his heavy testicles, his glorious shaft, his muscular chest… and all of them were just like her, naked, submissive… and pregnant. She shuddered and felt a twisted, powerful DESIRE to see that happen. A new fantasy.

She held a hand to her womb, feeling the hot seed inside, “G-god… I-I shouldn’t have let you cum inside me… I-I could get pregnant!” She tried to be sensible, but her voice was too eager. Her pussy clenched down at the thought of it.

“Good.” Harry grinned, “Get pregnant.” His voice commanded her. She shivered.

“We’re not muggles. We’re not using condoms…Ever.” He said as he reached down and kissed her neck, “And don’t even think about using potions. If you do, I’ll use a spell to counteract them and tie you to the bed, cumming inside you until I’m CERTAIN you are pregnant.”

“H-harry..!” She whimpered meekly, while her body sang with bliss. Every word from his mouth satisfied a craving she had, to be barefoot and pregnant, by his side. Still she was Hermione, “T-that’s too irresponsible… what about school? What about the baby..?”

“Hogwarts allows pregnant students.” Harry said, chuckling, “With the birth rate issue getting out-of-hand, how could they not? And don’t worry about the baby… Don’t forget, I’m heir to two noble houses. I’ve got more money than a hundred Malfoy vaults…”

Her pussy clenched tightly. She suddenly felt safe, under the strong body of her lover, as he whispered assurances hotly in her ear. He was powerful. He was virile. He was rich. He was handsome and smart. He was everything she ever desired, now loving her and determined to make her carry his kids.

‘Oh dear…’ Hermione mentally whined, realising how DEEP she was falling. Just one quick and dirty FUCK and a piping hot seed planted in her belly and suddenly her head was swirling and her heart was fluttering. She was imagining her tummy swelling up with his child, his ring on her finger and his house… becoming hers.

“Okay…” She softly said, as a small smile forced itself on her lips. Her hand lightly fell to her stomach, like she was cradling her cum-stuffed womb.

He looked at those beautiful lips. Soft and plush, coloured faintly pink. He quickly climbed off her and flipped her around. She shrieked as her legs were jerked up into the air, spread wide and suddenly she was on her back. She barely bemoaned the empty feeling in her pussy before he stuffed her full again and leaned over her.

Her eyes went huge once again. He was kissing her!

Harry devoured Hermione’s lips hungrily, his tongue flicking and toying with hers. Her eyes went glazed and she wrapped herself around him, arms around his neck and legs around his waist. She moaned like a harlot, kissing back with desperate lust. Harry tasted and teased her plush pink lips before sliding his tongue into her mouth for a wet and raunchy kiss.

“Mwah… kisses feel so good…” She moaned and smacked her lips against his, leaning up eagerly asking for more, “Your spit tastes so good… why..? I can’t resist you Harry… please give me more kisses..!”

Hermione wore a hot, half-lidded look that made her sexier than his wildest fantasies. He wanted to see what other expressions he could make appear on her beautiful features. Harry grinned and hoisted her soft, fuckable body up like she weighed nothing. She squeaked, gripping firmly around him, her tight vaginal walls still clenched around his shaft.

His hands went to the firm fat of her round buttcheeks as he held her in his arms and looked up at her. She stared lustfully down at him. The light make-up she wore was smeared from the fucking, the screaming, the crying, but he didn’t care. It just made her look fucking sexy.

“God you’re so hot…” He breathed, looking at her chocolate brown eyes.

Then she attacked him, kissing him desperately. The room was filled with her erotic moans as she showered him with passionate, lustful kisses. Their lips smacked together noisily, as Harry started once again palming the thick cheeks of her fat arse. God it felt like his fingers were buried in the squishy softness, but they kept just firm enough to hold a round, deliciously spankable shape. It was a duality that only magic could achieve.

Later, they’d be thankful to learn something about Ginny’s room. Molly had long ago set up silencing charms for her daughter, knowing that her daughter was at THAT age. The age where she’d turn into a horny little masturbation addict. So now her youngest daughter could finger herself silly without waking the whole family…

And that was the only reason no one had heard Hermione’s screaming her lungs out as she was brutally fucked on Harry’s bitch-breaking cock.

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Molly eyed her ‘baby girl’ sideways, as she flew around the kitchen, quick to the point of recklessness to every little thing she asked for.

“Done mum! What’s next!?” Ginny chirped.

Molly sighed and rolled her eyes. It wasn’t as if Ginny running around the kitchen was going to make the food cook faster!

“Alright dear.” She huffed, “You can go upstairs now, I can take it from here… dinner should be ready in about an hour.”

“Okaythanksmum!” Ginny darted out the door.

“What’s gotten into that girl..?” Molly huffed.

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Ginny eagerly rushed up the stairs. She couldn’t wait to talk to Harry again. She imagined sitting on her bed chatting the night away.

She still couldn’t get the way he grabbed her butt out of her mind. Did he think of her like that? Well, even if he didn’t she would try to make it happen! She had a whole plan in mind, stripping down to a small tee and panties to ‘get comfy’.

She knew she couldn’t expect a wizard to be as randy as she was, but she was hopeful. Maybe she could get away with a kiss, she thought to herself, giggling. She scampered up the stairs. When she reached her bedroom door she quickly ran fingers through her hair and straightened her skirt.

Then, she opened the door with an eager smile…

She stared, mouth open.

The silencing charms made it so much worse, like what she was seeing was some strange hallucination.

Hermione’s naked back was facing her. There were a pair of strong, familiar hands firmly grabbing her plush bottom. It was unreal the way those thick, strong fingers seemed to vanish, swallowed up by soft fat. The veins in the back of his hands protruding with just how STRONG a hold he had on her arse.

That pale moon was being hefted up and dropped down and between those doughy cheeks, she saw a thick slab of meat. She saw Hermione’s asscheeks spread wide and could clearly see her pink rosebud and a glimpse of stretched wide pussylips.

It took her a few seconds to realise she was seeing SEX.

Harry’s hands grabbed Hermione’s ass hard. It looked like he was forcing her up and down on his cock, bouncing her on his lap with pure strength. Their joint sexes were dripping with fluids and Ginny could see the sticky white fluid slipping down between Harry’s legs and onto the floor.

‘Is that… semen..?’ Her cheeks turned bright red, ‘H-he… he came inside her..!’

Ginny stood there for several seconds before snapping back to reality. She quickly stepped inside and shut the door. INSTANTLY she was overwhelmed by the lungs on Hermione. She was screaming and shrieking and if not for the dirty words she was howling in bliss, Ginny would’ve been concerned.

“YES HARRY, FUCK MY TIGHT LITTLE CUNT! GOD I FEEL LIKE YOUR RESHAPING MY PUSSY! OH GOD I’M CUMMING AGAIN! YOU MAKE ME CUM SO FUCKING HARD HARRY~!”

She watched Hermione throw her wavy brown hair back, squealing with bliss as her body spasmed. Harry grunted like a beast, pulling her down on his lap and holding her there while she squealed with pleasure.

There was a gush of fluids and a wet sound hitting the bed. Ginny shivered, eyes stretched wide as her mouth fell open, “S-she’s squirting… Oh my god… I didn’t know that was a real thing..!”

“Hey Gin..!” She heard Harry grunt and nearly jumped on the spot. She looked up into a pair of vibrant green eyes and a lopsided, cocky grin. The man kept his eyes locked on her, even as he SLAMMED her best friend down on his cock like she was some cheap little sex toy.

Suddenly her blush came rushing back full force and she realised she was caught peeping. Well, was it really peeping if it was her room? No… this wasn’t HER room anymore… not with the way Harry’s thick musk permeated the air and the way he claimed Hermione’s virginity just like that on the bed… It was his room now.

Then a thought occurred to her. She wasn’t intruding on them… Harry said he was waiting for her… Her body tingled with anticipation.

“Come over here.” Harry said as he CLAPPED Hermione’s fat ass down on his muscular thighs one more time, then held her there tight. Sheathed as far as her tight little cunt could stretch on his girthy cock.

She stood there frozen.

“Gin.” Harry’s voice came out sternly.

Slap!

He gave Hermione’s huge pale butt a loud slap and it rippled like waves. The bookworm shrieked, but Ginny heard Harry’s voice clear and commanding,  “Strip down and sit on the bed.”

Ginny blushed red, but obediently lowered her hands to her skirt. She unzipped it and let it fall, keeping her eyes on Harry, who had his eyes on her. Hermione was panting hotly in his arms, not even aware of Ginny’s presence. His fingers were firmly massaging the pale white moon of Hermione’s round ass, but his eyes were glued on her, eyeing her up and down.

Her skirt fell to the floor. Her snowy white legs and plush thighs were exposed. Then she eagerly raised her shirt up over her head. Her round, full breasts were nearly as large as Hermione’s. Unlike her they weren't held up by a bra at all. Her plump breasts bounced on her chest, showing Harry her cute, pink nipples.

She went without a bra hoping to tease Harry with the outline of her nipples through her thin shirt… but never imagined she’d be bare chested, watching him fuck Hermione silly. His eyes were so focused on her, smiling with lust as he stared at her tits.

Then she went for her knickers, tugging down the plain white panties eagerly and kicking them across the floor. She brought her fingers to her thigh-high socks…

“Stop.” She looked up at Harry, “Leave those on. They’re sexy.”

She blushed and obeyed, walking over to the bed. She climbed up and gasped as suddenly Hermione was thrown on her back. Harry towered over her like a statue and Ginny blushed, eyeing up his chiselled chest.

He withdrew inch after thick inch from her gaping pussy. Hermione’s pussy poured a river of his cum, twitching closed like it was trying to keep it all inside.

“H-harry…” She mewled, looking up at him with lust, “Come back..!”

He chuckled, grabbed her hips and flipped her over easily. He pulled her legs tight together and ran his hands over her snowy white ass. He grinned lewdly, staring at the round, perfect shape of her bum and the way it kissed her soft, squishy thighs. He dug his fingers into the crease and jiggled her abundant asscheeks in his hands. The perfect way they shook and quaked was simply magical.

Ginny watched all of this with laboured breaths, her body hot and horny. He was playing with Hermione’s butt like he owned it, after he had clearly fucked her raw and came inside her.

“I’ve always wanted to see you like this Hermione..!” He growled lowly, “Laying on your stomach at the library… I’ve always wanted to peek up your skirt, to see this round, fuckable bum.” He gave it another swat, adding a fading pink handprint to her white ass.

“All those nights spent in the library, once Ron had finally gotten bored and buggered off… I wanted to flip this skirt up… push you down on the floor… and fuck you.”

Hermione panted with lust and wiggled her hips, “H-harry… do it..! Fuck me! Take me in whatever position you want just… please..!”

Smack!

Another loud clap to her ass, just to watch it jiggle, then he mounted her again. He raised his thick slab of witch-breeding meat, slapping it down on her soft ass and sawing it through her asscheeks, “Ginny.” He looked at the redhead, “Lie down beside us. I want to see you play with that pretty pink pussy while you wait your turn…”

“M-my turn..?” She squeaked.

“Yes.” Harry grinned carnally, “Once I’ve given Hermione here another thick creampie, you’re next. I’m going to fuck the two of you so hard neither will be able to make it down the stairs in the morning.”

The girls both whimpered, biting their lips at his promise.

Ginny flipped down on her back, lying right beside Hermione and shyly meeting her eyes. Then she looked back at Harry and licked her fingers. Her body was tingling and she didn’t even touch herself before she felt pleasure sparking in her pussy. Then she did, running her fingers down her soaked folds and moaning cutely.

Then Hermione shrieked.

Ginny watched, red-faced and incredibly horny as the dignified, diligent bookworm got fucked into her childhood bed. Hermione wore the face of a cheap whore, grinning dumbly as her pussy was plundered by massive, thick cockmeat. Her pearly white ass jiggled and rippled as Harry FORCED her poor, tight pussy to take that beast of a cock, thrusting into her tight pussy from above.

“God..!” He groaned, “You’re even tighter when your legs are squeezed closed like this… you beautiful, fucking slut..!”

Hermione’s grin only seemed to stretch wider as he degraded her. Soon she couldn’t speak at all, just letting out repetitive, sharp moans everytime his hips collided with her fat, quaking asscheeks. Ginny could hear the sloppy, squelching noise as Hermione’s soaked pussy was pounded roughly.

She never even noticed when her own fingers were buried knuckle deep in her cunt, desperately sliding themselves into her tight walls, matching the pace of Harry’s hip thrusts. Her pussy had never been so fucking wet, drooling juices down her thighs and the crack of her ass, forming a clear puddle between her legs. Her slender, curvaceous body quivered as she let out a whorish moan, cumming tightly around her fingers.

She never stopped. She kept desperately finger-fucking herself, while watching Hermione get her pussy re-shaped by Harry’s huge shaft. Then it happened! He groaned loudly and clapped his hips down like thunder.

Hermione’s eyes went wide and her voice squeaked out into silence.

“I’m cumming..! Take it all..!”

God, Ginny could practically hear it. Her face burned red and she heard a churning, wet noise, like litres of cum being pumped into Hermione’s already-stuffed pussy.

Her mouth was watering like crazy. The thick musky scent of sweaty breeding sex in the air and the knowledge that her closest friend was getting SEEDED by their mutual crush was driving her wild. She could practically taste the thick, salty seed on her tongue and just the thought of it made her cum. Her tight, pink pussy sprayed a little squirting climax, stronger than anything she’d felt before.

She panted with lust and didn’t realise how much time had passed until she saw Harry’s thick, massive pole start to slide free from Hermione’s pussy.There was a wet pop as it broke free from her clenching cunt and splattered her backside with the last rope of cum. Like a tightly sealed cork popped free, a river of cum flooded from Hermione’s gaping, twitching pussylips

Ginny’s eyes went wide. Just one ‘weak’ shot had covered Hermione’s back from ass to shoulders and it started pooling in the small of her back. He came so much! Hermione herself had fluttering eyes and she muttered deliriously as her body quivered from a never-ending climax.

Then Harry was kneeling between her legs. His huge, monolithic cock towered over her imposingly, casting an exaggerated shadow from her pussy to her tits, as if threatening just how far it would reach in her petite, tight body. She whimpered.

He grabbed her legs, jerked her down the bed until she fell flat and then raised her legs high into the air. His cock slapped down on her tiny, leaking slit.

She suddenly felt tiny and frail, locked in a piledriver, with a beater’s bat of a cock pointed at her little virgin pussy. She remembered how hard he’d fucked Hermione just one second ago and she shivered with nerves.

‘Be gentle…’ She wanted to say.

“Fuck me!” Her mouth disobeyed, “Fuck me, Harry! Fold me in half like I’m your cheap little red haired TOY! Ruin my tight little virgin slit for anything that’s not your giant fucking cock! Pound me so hard I can’t walk without help! Please… Please…” She swallowed thickly and screamed the thing that her heart desired most.

“Please cum inside me! I wanna know what it’s like to be creampied!”

She shivered with nerves, her pussy clenching tightly like it was scared to let that big beast inside. She REALLY shouldn’t. She wasn’t on protection of any kind and it was a risky time… but she couldn’t resist the pure desire. There was a deep, dark desire inside her, like in every witch, a rampant desire to be BRED. Knowing now that Harry had the lustful desire and thick, heavy cock to do it, she wanted nothing more.

He grinned at her sexily, “You couldn’t stop me even if you wanted to.”

Her body quivered with lust, knowing he was right. He could just keep her pinned and SEED HER and there was nothing she could do.

“I’m not letting you go until I’ve taught your fresh, fertile womb the taste of my cum.”

Then he split her open, sliding remarkably easy into a tighter, smaller cunt than Hermione’s. Ginny went straight into cross-eyed, shrieking, climax. Her pussy sprayed a messy orgasm, embarrassingly all over herself from the piledriver position, but she didn’t care. She couldn’t think of anything but the mind-blanking pleasure of being filled with cock.

Harry meanwhile clenched his teeth, feeling her unbelievably tight pussy squeezed like a vice. He could barely move she was so fucking tight! But that just made him even more eager to break her in. He planted himself as firmly as he could on the bed and began to force himself through her walls.

Ginny squealed as she felt his massive invader sliding through the deepest parts of her pussy, scraping against every sensitive pleat and making her quiver from pleasure. Harry kept her body locked tight beneath him as he forced his cock into her.

“Gin! You’re so fucking tight..!” Harry grunted. He knew Ginny’s petite body would be a tight fuck. It was amazing just how huge her tits & ass were with how short and slim she really was, “I was itching to get a taste of this tight little cunt! To turn you into my own little red-haired pocket pussy!”

Her pussy squeezed down like a vice, squirting out another little toe-curling climax just from his filthy words.

Harry roughly forced his hips down, slowly sawing the thick girth of his veiny cock into her sealed-tight pussy walls. It was amazing seeing just how stretched she really was, if not for magic, he’d be splitting her open right now. Instead, her tiny little cunt was somehow swallowing up this massive cock eagerly.

He grinned carnally and primed himself, planting one clenched fist on the bed as he towered over her folded up, petite body. Ginny’s eyes were wide as she sucked in rapid, desperate breaths, staring unblinkingly at him with an expression of pure giddiness… and slight trepidation as he prepared to start FUCKING her.

“Ready Ginny?” He grunted.

“Y-yes..!” She squeaked with a shaky voice, “D-don’t stop. No matter what.! Even if I pass out! Just fuck me Harry! Use me until you’re satisfied!”

He grinned viciously.

The room exploded into noise. Ginny’s wooden bed creaked and shook as Harry’s muscles tightened and he started fucking her tight cunt into the bed with rough, pistoning thrusts. Her squealing was loud and sharp, following every plunge of Harry’s cock. His flared, angry cockhead kept banging on the wall to his womb, eager to get in and plant its seed inside her.

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Molly Weasley had a big, dimpled grin on her face as she climbed the stairs of the burrow. She’d whipped up an extra large meal for her family’s unofficial son.

‘Merlin knows that boy could use some good food in him!’ Molly thought to herself, not fully seeing just how much Harry had filled out this summer.

She walked up to Ginny’s door and didn’t even think about knocking. She opened it right up without a word and walked right inside.

“Oh!” She shrieked in surprise.

The face of her sweet, innocent Ginny was warped in pleasure. She had a blissful grin of euphoria widely stretched on her face, A good thing too, otherwise the way she was hoisted up in buff, muscular arms and SLAMFUCKED on the thickest, widest pillar of a cock Molly could ever imagine… might’ve made her scream in worry for her petite girl.

Ginny’s voluptuous chest bounced unceasingly, as she was slammed up and down ferociously. Harry’s bulky arms were snaked through her knees and around her neck, fucking her body on his cock in a full-nelson.

Still…. Clap, Clap, Clap~!

Harry’s hips thrust up at just the right angle to make Ginny’s fat ass quake with loud, fleshy smacks. He was addicted to that sound.

“YES~! FUCK ME HARRY! I’M YOUR LITTLE FUCK-TOY! PLEASE FILL MY TIGHT LITTLE CUNT FULL OF YOUR THICK FUCKING SPUNK!”

Molly gasped loudly at the lungs on her baby girl, then again at Ginny’s dirty mouth after her mother’s mind processed the words. Her hand went up to her mouth, eyes huge as she looked at their joined sexes. Ginny’s naked twat was proudly presented directly toward her mother’s face, split open by a huge cock.

Her wide eyes were focused on their connection… and the thick, creamy cum pouring from Ginny’s pussy.

‘H-he came inside her..!’ Molly couldn’t believe the amount of his semen that just kept pouring endlessly from her cunt. With that much seed packed inside her little snatch, there’s no way she wouldn’t get pregnant.

For a moment, Molly had a moment of quiet revelry. Her wide, chocolate brown eyes, normally so warm, kind, caring, and motherly, were filled with the admiration of a female. Her nostrils flared as she breathed in a deep, musky scent that could only be Harry’s thick, potent seed.

She never imagined such a hung, virile wizard could exist and now she knew it was Harry Potter! There was a moment of almost motherly pride, knowing one of her ‘boys’ and she did consider Harry her boy, was such a… big dicked stud!

Her hand fell to her own stomach quietly, as she almost forgot her daughter’s presence entirely, eyes glued on that massive, throbbing dick. She’d done well as a witch, found the most fertile man she could, pumped him full of potions and managed to squeeze seven whole children out of those pathetic balls! Unfortunately that was all he was worth, no matter how incredibly fertile Molly was herself.

Even now she felt the tingle in her womb and had a strange premonition.

‘Just one drop..!’ Molly swallowed the saliva pooling in her mouth for the third time, ‘Just one… and he’d breed me…. I can feel it… I’d get pregnant with my…’

Her eyes went wide.

Pregnant.

She knew Ginny’s schedule… Her baby was risky today. She really would get pregnant!

“GINERVA MOLLY WEASLEY!” She screeched.

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Harry’s eyes snapped up in shock, wondering how long Ginny’s busty mother was standing there.

Emphasis on BUSTY.

He didn’t really look too intensely on her coming back, but good god. Molly Weasley was a legendary MILF, with massive tits that were way too round and soft to be real, while lacking the sag from age you would expect. They were heavy, like laden with milk, stretching out her fluffy sweaters obscenely.

Her hips were broad, as expected from a mother of seven, but her round bottom stayed firm and shapely, hugged snugly by her tight skirt. And it was TIGHT. With the vastness of her round asscheeks and the tightness of her skirt, he could practically see every line of those legendary globes.

She had round, soft cheeks, but she was not fat. She had a soft, motherly appeal. But right now that was gone and she had a stern, scolding glare, hands on her hips.

He was inwardly jolted, worried for a moment that he might be yelled at, kicked out of the house, or worse, barred from seeing Ginny again… But then he cooled himself, noticing a rosy blush on her cheeks and his confidence surged back immediately. The confidence of a full-fledged Black Heir, gained through inheritance ritual. He calmly prepared a few solutions to this problem, while waiting for Molly to speak.

“M-mum..!” Ginny gasped, blinking the stars out of her eyes as her body came down from the high of a powerful orgasm.

Molly’s trimmed brows were furrowed in parental sternness, “I raised you better than this girl! How could you accept a wizard's seed inside you? You’re far too young to be raising children!”

Ginny struggled to catch her breath, her buxom, freckled chest heaving, “Y-you said w-wizards are all impotent…”

“Don’t you back talk to me, girl. I know I warned you about safe sex! And clearly, Harry is not one of those wizards! One look at that big… massive…” She spluttered for her words, then spat out, “COCK… should tell you that Ginny!” Molly’s cheeks were flushed red and her eyes kept peeping at his huge cock still buried in her daughter.

Harry raised a brow, looking at Molly. She blushed and straightened, the look of scolding falling from her face.

“Oh Harry, dear don’t you worry! A strong, virile boy like you shouldn’t hesitate to spread his seed! We’re severely lacking strapping, fertile wizards like you, Harry! I’m not scolding you sweetie, you did nothing wrong… In fact, congratulations~!” Her voice sang, “You did a great job, seeding your first witch~! I’ll whip something extra special up tonight for dessert~!”

She smiled brightly the whole time, then her face went back to scolding, “But Ginny! You know better!”

“Mum..!” Ginny huffed and she blew a red string of sweaty hair from her face, “...can you… go away..?”

“Excuse me?” Molly said, affronted.

“...fuck off…” Ginny muttered weakly, still folded up like a pretzel in Harry’s arms, “H-harry is busy fucking me if you couldn’t tell…”

“Ginerva!” Molly shrieked, “You listen to your mother! A-a lady shouldn’t be-!”

“Molly…” Harry grunted and lowered Ginny to the bed. She fell forward quickly, trying to steady herself on shaky legs and noodle arms. He gave Ginny’s ass a loud, fleshy smack that made Molly jump.

“You said it best. A strong, virile stud like me…” He gave her a bastard’s smile, “Should spread his seed wherever he can. You Prewett girls are fucking FERTILE. You managed to pop out seven brats, even with a normal wizard’s seed.”

He felt a little bad for jabbing at Arthur, but it was true. With what he knew about wizards, it was a miracle he knocked her up seven times.

Molly blushed sweetly, as if he hadn’t just inadvertently mocked her husband, “W-well… Thank you dear,” She said, as if receiving a compliment, “B-but it doesn’t stop the fact that Ginny ignored her mother’s word!”

“M-mum..!” Ginny was getting upset, but before she could say a word, a sharp hand came down again, colliding with her soft cheek.

Smack!

“She didn’t have a choice.” He said sternly, ignoring Ginny, “It’s clear I was meant to spread my seed and Ginny is prime breeding stock. She was getting seeded with or without your approval…”

Then Harry grinned, “But you should be glad Molly. With this, I’ll give you a healthy new baby to spoil.”

Molly’s wind was swept from her sails. When faced with her irresponsible daughter, she was a lioness, but when faced with Harry Potter… She suddenly wiped her hands on her apron, before putting them back on her hips, “W-well… A-as long as you two are responsible… Oh I’m sure you’ll be a lovely father Harry! And I am very grateful you’re giving my daughter such a precious gift… I was worried there’d never be any more babies around this house!”

She suddenly swallowed, looking at her sweaty, naked daughter as she sat on hands and knees, impaled by Harry’s huge cock. Ginny’s face was still warped with utter pleasure, riding a long, blissful afterglow.

Molly couldn’t help but stare, eyeing up Harry’s broad chest and chiselled muscles, “I must say dear… I’m very pleased with how you’ve been taking care of yourself! There’s a big, hearty dinner cooked especially for you downstairs, but I think I’ll need to double your serving! Seeing what a tall, strong boy you’ve grown into!”

She looked at him, glancing down at her daughter’s upturned butt, where Harry’s cock was still sheathed, “Will you… will you come down Harry? While it’s still warm?”

“Bring up three plates.” Harry gave her a firm word, “We’ll eat here. And while you’re at it make some excuse to Ron. No chance in hell I’m sleeping in his room when I can fuck your daughter all night long instead.”

“Three plates?” She muttered. Her mind went to his command, before she concerned herself with how he was planning on railing her daughter through the night. Then her eyes widened. She suddenly remembered that Hermione was supposed to be up here!

With almost fearful curiosity, she slowly stepped around the bedposts and saw a mane of bushy brown hair in the bedsheets… and Hermione’s lower half pointed toward her. The puffy lips of Hermione’s cunt were still red and abused, pouring a flood of semen that looked like it could fill jugs. Her fat, snowy white ass jutted out in Molly’s direction and the MILF could still see those thick cheeks glowing red from rough sex and spankings.

Harry grunted and slapped Ginny’s ass loudly, “Three plates, Molly! Quickly now. I’m starved.”

She was moving before she even realised it, her body obeying Harry’s stern tone. Before she made it to the door, she heard Ginny squeal and Harry groan with pleasure. Then plap, plap, plap, the sound of sweaty skin colliding in a hot, sex symphony she’d never heard before. It made her blush up to her ears.

Glancing back, she saw Harry’s hands holding Ginny’s tiny wrists, jerking her back to meet his powerful thrust forward. Her asscheeks rippled violently as he fucked her forward and then pulled her back again. Her poor little Ginny was a ragdoll, along for the ride as Harry used her like his toy.

She quickly left the door and rushed down the stairs. She smoothed out her clothes and walked calmly into the kitchen, quickly throwing together three hearty plates of food. Of course, she couldn’t focus at all on the food, lucky her mind had done this thousands of times. She was absorbed in thought, replaying the memory of her daughter getting FUCKED over and over and over…

“Harry coming down soon, mum?” Ron asked between bites of food.

“N-no dear…” Molly swallowed and steadied her voice, “No, he’s staying up with the girls. They’re having… a rather important discussion about their… life plans.”

“Wot?” Ron blinked in confusion.

“He’s not coming down Ron!” She snapped a little too quickly, “So be quiet and eat! I’m making plates for the three of them and heading back up!”

She quickly rushed off. Once she’d made it back to the door she swallowed heavily and slipped back inside. Again, she was shocked at the dopey, fucked-silly grin on Ginny’s face. She was amazed her daughter’s body could take the treatment and it seemed like she was having the time of her life!

She quietly tried to ignore the couple fucking like beasts and set the food down on Ginny’s desk.

“Cumming..!” Harry grunted.

Molly’s eyes went wide.

She couldn’t resist, her curiosity was too much. She looked over her shoulder, eagerly watching the moment that Harry came inside her daughter’s womb. He dragged her up against his chest, facing her to Molly like presenting a prize. She could SEE his heavy balls, like fucking coconuts, pulse as they pumped thick spunk through his fuckpipe. She saw the way it swelled with every shot, blasting hot, fertile cum into her daughter’s pussy.

It exploded from their joint sexes, flooding down to the bedsheets in thick, sticky streams. Ginny was voiceless, but locked with a permanent smile on her face, shaking against Harry’s body. Her tightly stretched pussy squirted violently, spraying the floor all in front of her bed.

When he was done he huffed with satisfaction, “That was good, Ginny. A quick break to eat and we’ll keep going.” Then he looked up at Molly and grinned deviously.

She turned to leave.

“Stop.” She froze. She looked back and he withdrew inch after inch from her daughter’s ruined cunt, until the whole monster popped free.

‘Dear Merlin… he’s so massive… and… and… and he’s still hard!’ Molly thought to herself, the part of her that yearned for a fertile male was screaming at her, but she held herself back as best she could. Still she admired him, ‘What an impressive boy-! No-! This is a man..!’

His flaring cockhead was still drooling with seed and it seemed to droop under its own impressive weight. He lightly pushed Ginny aside and she fell limp on the bed, exhausted.

Then Harry smirked at her and grabbed his fat cock with one hand, “C’mere Molly.”

Her feet moved automatically. Her mind went blank, ‘Is he going to..? H-he wouldn’t..! I-I’m married..! I-I’m like his mother..! T-there’s no way he would..!’ But then she thought eagerly, ‘Oh but what if he does?! God, what would it be like to be fucked like that..?! To be bred like a bitch?!’

“You’re happy right?” He said, looking into her eyes, “You’ve got a new member of the family to look forward to now.”

“Y-yes dear…” She said shakily, a hand on her massive bosom, “T-thank you for… sharing with my daughter…”

“If you want to thank me…” He grinned devilishly, “How about a kiss? Right… here…”

Molly’s eyes went down to his heavy, bloated balls. The massive, round sperm-tanks that surely impregnated her one and only daughter. She fell to her knees with a whimper. She crawled forward, heavy chest swinging from left to right, until she was right in front of him.

Then she gawked at those huge testicles. She reached up and cupped one in her palm. It barely fit. It was so fucking heavy and pulsing, like it was hard at work, churning up more fertile seed to make certain her daughter was thoroughly bred. She swallowed thickly and leaned forward.

Molly Weasley, Matriarch of the Burrow and mother of Ginerva, gave Harry’s heavy balls a soft kiss.

Her plush, motherly lips, soft and full, smooched his nuts like she was kissing her son’s forehead.

She swallowed her spit and wet her lips tasting a thick, salty taste lingering on them, “T-thank you..!” She leaned in again.

Smooch~

“Thank you.”

Smooch~

“Thank you!”

His hand came down on her thick red hair. She peered up, one half of her face covered by the massive pillar of meat. He chuckled and stroked her head, “It’s good to be here again Molly. Thanks for making me feel welcome in your home.”

Molly whimpered and gave his balls one last, lingering smooch. She didn’t even notice the way she moaned like a woman. Or the way her tongue slipped out to taste his salty sack, or the way her nose was buried in his nutsack and deeply huffing in his manly scent.

“Y-you’re always welcome dear… anything for you…” Somehow, Molly got back to her feet and stumbled out of the room.

Crack~!

But not before Harry Potter gave the curvy BOMBSHELL of a woman a loud, resounding smack on her legendary ass. Watching her jump and seeing that soft cushion, jiggle filled him with satisfaction. His cock throbbed and before she even ran out the door, he was pouncing back on his daughter, plugging her leaking twat with his still-hard cock.

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Hermione and Ginny were both panting heavily, Harry’s cock draped on top of their pressed-together cheeks. Their busty bodies were caked in cum and sweat, sticky and exhausted. He’d really done a number on them.

Their plump titties were splattered with white cum, almost covering the red hickeys and bite marks he’d left on their tender skin. Their spread legs and soft thighs were similarly covered, painted white with his semen.

He’d just finished spunking on their faces, after swapping between fucking each of their throats. Hermione’s eye was squeezed shut, covered in cum, and her tongue came out eagerly, sliding across his shaft.

“What a waste…” Ginny moaned, sliding her fingers across the cum on her tits, yearning for it to be buried deep in her snatch.

It was early morning now. Light had just started streaming through the window.

Harry thought it was a good time to break and rest. So he grinned, “Smile for the camera girls~!”

He levitated a magical camera over their fucked-silly forms. Angling it perfectly to get a full-body shot, from their gaping, cum-leaking semen, up to their silly grins, faces half-covered by his massive cock.

The girls giggled dumbly, Hermione raised her fingers in a slutty peace sign, smooching his cock with her face drenched in cum. Ginny raised her hands together in a heart shape, pushing it into the fat of her breast, with her nipple in the centre.

With that, the first slutty picture, cataloguing his sexual indulgence with the world’s witches was taken. First of many.