HP: The Magical Gamer [Chapter 151: Beach! ] (Patreon)

Eos had quickly immersed herself in the joy she felt after gaining bits of new knowledge. And unlike her late husband, she held no grievances with the muggles. She didn't mind mingling with them. Or having sex with them for that matter.

She had made a regular habit of finding new and exciting scenic views to spend her sunsets and sunrises in, whether it be in the magical world or the muggle one, it didn't matter. 

And the handsome boys and men, who fell for her at first glance, also flattered her and boosted her ego. She always wore clothes that while not inappropriate nor entirely provocative, did give a peek at her curvaceous body.

Unlike her pathetic husband, she didn't even need magic to find consenting partners. Wherever she went, men constantly vied for her attention. And she only gave it to the most beautiful ones.

Jack was one of them.

In the morning, while she had been drinking coffee at a cafe, this sixteen-year-old boy had slumped into the chair opposite her.

And just from the brief look in his unique azure blue eyes, she had been able to understand his motives.

He had been smitten with her unworldly beauty and wanted a taste of it.

Although he had been acting confident and flirtatious, she had sensed the nervousness within him. He felt like he was in the presence of a goddess.

That thought tickled her and strangely made her rather proud.

She since had deemed him cute and good enough to fuck.

So, here she was, on a beach with her knees spread open and a boy's mouth latched onto her quim.

She let out a high-pitched moan as he hit a spot.

The beach wasn't too crowded and the few people who saw their perverse act had just grinned and given them privacy.

She really loved France.

She might even decide to stay here and build a home for herself. The weather was good and there was an abundance of potential sex partners.

Her reverie was cut short when another man settled beside her.

This man had been hungrily watching them from a couple of feet away, fisting into his shorts until Eos winked at him and had taken off her bra, letting her perfect babies out.

It had been a taunt, an invitation to see if the man was brave enough to join them.

She grinned as his gaze stuck on her full round breasts. "Finally decided to join us?"

He gulped and nodded. She giggled, grabbing his face and mashing it on her tits.

"Suck on it." She whispered hoarsely. The man did as ordered, taking her nipple in his mouth and nursing on it. She groaned in pleasure, tightening her grip around his head, and trapping him in her boobs.

"Jack, why don't you put it in? It seems your oral skill isn't enough to wrench out an orgasm." She drawled, running her fingers all over the chiselled back of this new man. Damn, this man looked like a Greek god. She might fuck him for a few more days.

"Sorry." The boy apologised.

"Don't worry, my dear boy. You've much to learn." She giggled, enjoying the jealousy in his eyes as he saw the man feasting on her teats. As if to incite more anger, the man roughly grabbed her other breast, squeezing it, drawing out a wanton moan from her mouth.

Without another word, Jack pulled down his shorts and shoved his dick inside her.

She laughed in pleasure as each rhythmic slap of his hips sent a jolt of pleasure in her cunt that spread in ripples throughout her entire body. "Good boy, Jack. You can go a little harder if you want."

"My name is Jacques, not Jack." He pouted, increasing his pace.

She just screamed. "Harder, Jack! Harder!"

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"How the hell did you get taller in a single day!" Neville yelled, after coming out of the fireplace and gaping at the Potter twins.

Just last night, on his birthday, they hadn't been anywhere near as big as they were now. He couldn't possibly fathom how these two's body growth was always so strange and excessive. It was honestly queer and incomprehensible.

"Puberty." Harry gave a beatific smile, shrugging innocently.

"It doesn't work like that. Puberty doesn't make you grow half a foot in a single night!" Neville threw up his hands at the absurd excuse.

"There, there, Nev. You'll too grow someday. No need to be so jealous." Iris smirked, pulling him into her arms and kissing his cheek.

This type of affectionate gesture was normal between them even if it always left him flustered. She was always like a teasing younger sister to him.

But how the hell could he consider her younger when her boobs were pressing onto his face and she was towering over him?

It was very condescending.

And she seemed more like a fifth or sixth-year girl than the average third-year. He practically looked like a child in front of her.

It was quite humiliating.

He jumped away and glared at them. He looked at his mother who was standing beside aunt Lily. They were silently watching the drama with raised eyebrows. He swiftly moved towards them and latched onto his aunt's hands. 

"Tell me the secret, aunty. I don't want to be a dwarf forever."

Chuckling, Lily embraced him and patted his head. "There's no secret, Neville. I was even surprised at their recent growth. But you don't need to worry. Your father was a rather tall man, even taller than James. I'm sure when you're done growing, you'll be bigger than these two idiots."

Neville gave her a sullen stare, not wanting mere consolation, but a remedy.

"Honestly, Lily, it is bizarre to see someone grow half a dozen inches in a span of a single day." Alice commented as Neville went back to the twins who playfully made fun of his currently short height. Which was rather ironic since he was one of the taller boys in their year group.