Yeah, I already posted them there.

 

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires
Chapter Thirteen – Hogwarts Pimp​

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mf, mf, Mf, ncon, x-mast, cream pie, grope, magic, mc, preg, spank, unif,

The Triwizard Cup feast had gone off without any problems; Ron had used a wondrous little potion to seduce the beautiful Fleur Delacour, and Harry had finally picked up the trail of his missing Spellbook of Desires. Even Draco Malfoy had enjoyed himself at the feast; Victor Krum and the Durmstrang students had joined the Slytherin table during the feast and had taken a certain liking to Malfoy. There was good reason too; Malfoy had let Krum know about his little secret, even showing him a few pages he had copied from the Spellbook of Desires. Malfoy, noticing Krum’s interest and always wanting to establish as many connections with as many important and famous wizards as possible, pressed the matter, even telling him about a powerful spell he had performed on a sexy little witch. He pointed Hermione out to Krum, who was instantly taken by her beauty, even after Malfoy had told him about her Muggle heritage. He stared at her for the remainder of the evening, until Malfoy, noticing his attraction to Hermione, agreed to set up a little meeting, so Krum could get to know her a little more intimately.

‘You know, I could arrange a little get together if you like her’ said Malfoy, breaking Krum out of his reverie.

‘Vat?’ replied an embarrassed Krum. He was an international Quidditch star; he hardly needed to use magic to have his way with any witch of his choice.

‘It’s the only way to get a piece of that ass!’ replied Malfoy, looking over at Hermione.

‘Vell… I guess so’ replied Krum, not wanting to pass up such a great opportunity.

‘Meet me at the entrance of the Great Hall at midnight’ Malfoy told Krum, just as Dumbledore began explaining about the Triwizard Tournament. As the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students left the Great Hall for their respective sleeping quarters, Malfoy snuck up behind Hermione without her knowing. He had copied down a spell perfect for the situation at hand. He quickly pulled out a few small scrolls and re-read the spell he was about to use.

It read:
A spell, non-sexual in nature, which allows the caster to take control of the intended target’s body, allowing them to see through their eyes and control their movements. Cast this spell on the intended target and after ten minutes, the caster’s consciousness will move into their body until the caster willingly leaves the body. The spell will last as long as the caster wishes, granting them the ability to do anything they want with the target’s body, ANYTHING! Warning!!! Ten minutes after the casting of the spell, the caster consciousness will move into the target’s body, leaving the caster’s body unconscious and completely helpless!

Malfoy had copied down the correct wand movements as well. It was relatively quick and easy, he wouldn’t even have to say a word. Just as Hermione, Harry and Ron made it out of the Great Hall doors and towards the Grand Staircase, he made the wand movements and an invisible steam of magic hit Hermione in the back. For a second, Malfoy thought she had felt the spell hitting her, but after a few tense moments, she continued on her way back to Gryffindor Tower. Malfoy quickly ran down to the Slytherin common room and made it up to his bed before he began to feel light-headed, collapsing in a heap onto his bed. It was a strange sensation, as his consciousness left his body and traveled upwards through the floors towards Hermione’s body.

Hermione had just walked into her dorm room and had started taking off her clothes when a strange sensation overcame her and she blacked out.

‘Cool!’ Malfoy said, but not in his voice, in Hermione’s. He looked down at Hermione’s developing tits and began to squeeze them. It was strange; he knew he was feeling himself up but he couldn’t feel anything. Too bad, he thought, just before he noticed that he wasn’t alone.

‘What are you doing Hermione?’ Lavender Brown said, giggling as she did. She was getting changed herself and had noticed Hermione’s change of demeanor.

‘Ummmm!’ started Malfoy as Lavender continued to stare. Eventually Lavender shrugged it off and began to get undressed. Malfoy stared in disbelief as the young witch in front of him began disrobing until she was completely naked. Lavender had great tits, bigger then any Malfoy had ever had the pleasure of viewing. Her body was fit, with a tight pussy and a small trimmed strip of pubic hair.

‘What are you looking at Hermione?’ Lavender said, covering herself up with her nightgown and leaving the dorm for the common room. Malfoy knew he had time to kill and decided snooping around for incriminating evidence might be profitable for him in the future. He looked everywhere; under the bed, in her drawers and anywhere he could think of. He knew that any incriminating evidence would be in her trunk, but because it was magically sealed, he knew he had to do something else to embarrass her. He rifled through her drawers again, finding the sluttiest clothes he could.

He slipped off the rest of Hermione’s clothes before pulling on a tight fitting white thong. He then found a skirt that should have belonged to a first year student and slipped it over the white thong, barely covering Hermione’s juicy ass. He then threw on a tight fitting dress shirt followed by a tie. He didn’t even bother putting on a bra before leaving Hermione’s room and walking down the stairs to the common room. There were still about twenty people in the common room, all too excited about the Triwizard Tournament to go to bed.

‘WHOA!’ shouted several Gryffindor students as they saw Hermione’s sexy little outfit. Fred and George Weasley had been signing up first and second year girls to test out their new batch of Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes when they nearly fainted from excitement. Several other students continued to gawk at Hermione as Malfoy moved her around the common room, bending over every once and a while to re-tie her shoes. Everybody was treated to Hermione’s perfectly formed ass before Malfoy moved her out the portrait hole and down towards the Slytherin common room. After making several stops to show off Hermione’s slutty little outfit to every Hogwarts student he could find, Malfoy guided her to the Slytherin common room.

‘Pure-Blood!’ Draco said, saying the new Slytherin password and entering the common room. Like the Gryffindor common room, several Slytherin students were still up and excitedly talking about the Triwizard Cup and who would be putting their name in it.

‘Gryffindor SLUT!’ shouted several of the Slytherin students, pulling out their wands and pointing them at Hermione.

‘Wait!’ said Malfoy, ripping off Hermione’s top and making nearly every Slytherin in the room drop their wand. Malfoy quickly made Hermione run up the steps to his dormitory before the Slytherin students recovered. Just as Malfoy ran into to his room, he was treated to an unusual sight.

‘Mmmmm… Draco!’ Pansy moaned, riding his unconscious cock and enjoying it. He continued to watch in fascination as Pansy slammed her pussy up and down on his lap until she moaned out loud, exploding in orgasm and collapsing onto his chest. Malfoy concentrated hard, and his consciousness suddenly left Hermione’s body and re-entered his own. His cock was completely hard and fully impaled in Pansy’s soaking wet pussy. He could tell that he was nearly ready to cum as Pansy looked into his eyes and smiled.

‘What the fuck?’ cried Hermione, having woken up right in front of Pansy and Malfoy fucking in his bed.

‘Stupefy!’ cried Malfoy, before Hermione could put the pieces together. Her body crumpled to the ground before a few Slytherin boys ran into Malfoy’s room with their wands drawn.

‘It’s alright! She’s here at my request’ panted Malfoy, noticing that he was short of breath. The Slytherin boys smiled before leaving the unconscious Hermione at the hands of Malfoy and Pansy.

‘What the fuck is she doing here?’ sighed an exhausted Pansy, with Malfoy’s cock still impaled deep within her pussy.

‘I don’t know… Why the fuck are you on top of me’ replied Malfoy, not complaining, but curious to why she had started fucking him.

‘I couldn’t help myself Draco!’ moaned Pansy, beginning to bounce up and down on his cock once again.

‘Good enough for me’ replied Malfoy, knowing he still had another half an hour before his meeting with Krum. He began to thrust his hips upwards and after only a few short minutes he began to prematurely pant. Obviously Pansy had been riding his cock for sometime or he would’ve been able to hold out for far longer. Pansy didn’t seem to care however; she had cum several times since she had found Malfoy’s unconscious body.

‘God Draco… Pump me full of your hot cum! I wanna have your baby! I want it so bad!’ screamed Pansy, going through her own orgasm just as Malfoy began to spurt his sperm into her receptive pussy.

‘FUCK! TAKE IT ALL WHORE!’ grunted Malfoy shooting several wads of sticky cum into Pansy’s vulnerable womb. After jetting several streams of his potent seed into her, Pansy crumpled on top of Malfoy and fell asleep immediately. Satisfied that he had impregnated his dutiful whore, Malfoy pushed Pansy off of him and got dressed. He walked over to Hermione and took in her beauty before getting onto his knees and pulling her panties aside with his fingers. He then used his other fingers to penetrate her smooth, bald pussy.

‘Mmmm… Still tastes like a Mudblood!’ laughed Malfoy, sucking her pussy juices off his fingers and walking over to his trunk. He opened it and took out his invisibility cloak. He picked Hermione up, threw her over his shoulder and then covered both of them with the invisibility cloak before leaving his room and making his way out of the Slytherin common room and back up to the Great Hall. It was nearly midnight as he carried Hermione up the stone steps and towards the Great Hall. As he came into sight of the entrance, he saw that Krum was already waiting nervously.

‘I see you’re ready to go!’ laughed Malfoy, pulling off his invisibility cloak in the process and revealing Hermione’s juicy ass in a thong to Krum. Malfoy laid Hermione down in front of Krum before pointing his wand at her naked chest and saying, ‘Enervate!’ Hermione groggily began to open her eyes, but before she could, Malfoy said, ‘Mudblood’. Malfoy truly felt like a wizard pimp by this point; he could make a profitable little business by using the magic he had learned from the Spellbook of Desires.

Before Krum could respond to anything Malfoy was doing, Hermione had gotten onto her knees and had begun to pull down Krum’s loose fitting pants.

‘Enjoy!’ Malfoy said, before disappearing beneath his invisibility cloak and leaving them to their fun. ‘Just say Muggle when you’re done with the slut and she won’t remember a thing’ Malfoy said, as he walked back towards the dungeons with a smile on his face.

As Malfoy walked back down to his common room, Krum had his eyes closed, clearly enjoying the sensation of Hermione’s hot mouth engulfing his hardening shaft.

‘God… You’re so hot!’ moaned Krum, tearing off Hermione’s dress shirt in the process to reveal her pert teen tits. He reached down and began to massage one as he watched Hermione’s head bob back and forth over his cock.

‘Mmmmpf… Mmmpf…Mmmpf’ mumbled Hermione trying to respond with Krum’s cock still in her mouth.

Krum bent over top of her and lifted up her short skirt to reveal her tiny white thong. Krum instinctively gave her juicy teen ass a hard slap before grabbing hold of her thong and ripping it off of her. He lifted it up to his nose and breathed in deeply, enjoying Hermione’s lovely aroma.

Hermione had responded to Krum’s advances by using her hands to fondle his balls and shaft while continuing to engulf his now hard six inches. Just as Krum felt the pressure in his balls begin to build, Hermione stopped sucking his cock and pulled her head back.

‘I need you inside me!’ groaned Hermione, standing up, turning around and bending over so her ass came into direct contact with Krum’s extremely hard shaft.

‘You know just vat to say!’ moaned Krum, before guiding his shaft towards her tiny quivering pussy. He slowly eased his wide shaft into her, eliciting moans from Hermione in the process. It was tight, but after some rocking back and forth, he was finally able to fit his entire six inches into her.

‘NOW FUCK ME!’ screamed Hermione, with Krum’s cock fully submerged in her quenching pussy. Krum took hold of her waist with both hands and began to drill his hips into her ass at an ever-increasing speed. ‘HARDER!’ screamed Hermione, slamming her ass back into Krum’s thrusts. Hermione had only one thing on her mind, and that was getting fucked as hard and as long as she could. The moans and groans of Krum and Hermione were echoing off the walls in every direction; it hadn’t attracted any students, but it had attracted a stray ghost passing by.

‘Miss Granger!’ cried Nearly Headless Nick, who was astonished to see the uptight and usually reputable Hermione Granger being manhandled by Victor Krum. ‘You should not be doing such a thin---’ continued Nick before being cut off.

‘Ohhhhhh… Shut up Nick… You’re just jealous!’ groaned Hermione, laughing as she watched Nearly Headless Nick float away looking dejected.

‘Ahhhhhh!’ screamed Hermione, after five minutes of hard and sweaty fucking. Hermione had finally gone through an orgasm, spraying her juices onto Krum’s cock as it continued to piston in and out of her. The extra lubrication was more than enough to push Krum over the edge and after a couple more labored minutes, Krum went through his own orgasm.

‘Fuck I’m cumming!’ moaned Krum, warning Hermione of his end.

‘Cum on my face!’ she moaned, hoping to get a good taste of the Quidditch star’s tasty seed.

Krum responded by pulling out of Hermione and forcing her to turn around and get on her knees. Hermione obediently got onto her knees and opened her mouth, ready to accept his hot load.

‘UNGHHHH!’ grunted Krum, jetting out several wads of hot sticky cum over Hermione’s beautiful facial features. Hermione didn’t even flinch as Krum unloaded several thick gooey streams of semen over her face. Hermione tried to swallow as much as possible, but couldn’t handle the massive amount of sperm being sprayed onto her face.

‘Muggle’ said Krum, just as Hermione began to lick the excess cum from his cock. Hermione just collapsed immediately, right in front of Krum. ‘Voa!’ sighed Krum, satisfied with his little sexual excursion. He could have just left Hermione there to be found by any passing student or teacher, but because he didn’t want her to get in any trouble, he got ready to clean her up, re-dress her and stash her somewhere nobody would find until she woke. That way no one would get into trouble and Hermione wouldn’t be the wiser.

‘Who’s there!’ called out a mysterious voice. Krum immediately realized who it was, it was his headmaster, Igor Karkaroff. ‘Vat is he doing here’ whispered Krum to himself, as he pulled his clothes on and stuffed Hermione’s torn panties in his pocket before running to the exit and making his way outside and towards his ship.

Karkaroff had snuck into the castle to take a closer look at the Triwizard Cup; he didn’t want any surprises when his prized Victor Krum entered his name. It was his luck however, that had landed him the particularly great situation he was about to find himself in.

‘What the fuck?’ said Karkaroff, opening his eyes in surprise as Hermione’s naked and unconscious form came into view. He walked over to her and noticed a sizeable quantity of cum plastered on her face. ‘Hmmmm!’ Karkaroff mumbled to himself, pulling out his own cock and beating it off to her beautiful body. Karkaroff’s cock was only three inches hard and it took him only a couple of minutes before he began to cum.

‘ARGHHH!’ groaned Karkaroff, pointing the tip of his small cock at Hermione’s puffy and swollen little pink pussy. Three streams poured out of his shaft and painted her bald pussy with his sticky cum. Karkaroff quickly put his cock back into his pants and ran towards the exit, not wanting to be caught with his pants down and in the company of a female Hogwarts student covered in his cum. Karkaroff had been caught a little too often with young female students and couldn’t be found with another, especially during such an auspicious occasion as the Triwizard Tournament.

A few minutes later, Hermione awoke and knew immediately that something was definitely wrong. Her pussy felt weird and she could both taste and smell something very odd. She licked her lips and knew immediately that Malfoy had struck again. She looked down at her bald pink pussy to make sure he hadn’t tried to impregnate her again, and after making sure that no cum had entered her fertile teen body, she put on her torn dress shirt, pulled down her skirt as far as possible and ran towards the Gryffindor Tower, swearing that she would get her revenge on Malfoy. Hermione was tired of being Malfoy’s little fuck doll, and even though she felt strangely good after each sex session, she wasn’t going to let it happen again.

 

I'm glad I rated this a5. Keep up the good story

 

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires

Chapter Fourteen – Test Subjects​

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mg, mf, ncon, cream pie, hp, first, grope, magic, morph, preg, spank, unif

The adult version of the Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes had been deemed a complete success after Ron thanked Fred and George several times for the small bottle of Hot Sauce they had given him to test out. Ron had used it wisely, pasting the beautiful Fleur Delacour with a sizable load of hot cum. Hot Sauce was only the beginning however; they had an entire line ready for sale, but first they’d have to test out the miracle potions on willing girls. This was the part the twins had been waiting for; they were willing to take the risk in making sure the products were safe for consumer use. They posted sign-up sheets around the Gryffindor common room for this purpose.

They read:
Need some pocket gold to pay for your next trip to Hogsmeade; any female student can make some much needed gold by safely testing the newest products from Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes. Perfectly safe and enjoyable, these tests are quick, safe and profitable for everyone.

They hadn’t even had the chance to post the sign when they met up with Ron on the way back to GryffindorTower, who couldn’t stop praising them and their miracle potion. The twins promised to sell him some more of their products as soon as they were able to test them. Ron graciously offered his help in testing out their new products, but Fred and George were more than sure they could handle the testing by themselves.

They had already signed up several girls, including a number of first and second year students, when they saw Hermione walk down the staircase in the sluttiest clothes they had ever seen. They both nearly fainted at the sight, especially when she started bending over to tie her shoes. Both Fred and George were harder than diamonds before Hermione left the common room. The gaggle of girls surrounding them snapped them out of their fantasies, forcing them back to reality and the task at hand. After putting up their poster and signing up several more girls, the twins finally went to bed long after midnight; they were going to pick the first two test subjects the next morning.

The twins woke up to a beautiful Saturday morning and went over their prospective list. It looked like they’d have several willing and fitting test subjects in the days to follow, but they both agreed that they would both pick their top prospects first and try out a couple of the more interesting potions they had come up with. Fred wanted to try the Hot Sauce, especially after Ron’s glowing description of its effects, but George made him try out another. Fred would be trying out a potion named Maturity.

The label on the small bottle read:

A simple but effective twist on an aging potion, which is able to temporarily age a female drinker to perfect sexual maturity; usually around eighteen years old. The spell only lasts a single hour, but the drinker becomes addicted to sex for that hour, so make sure you’re as close to the drinker as possible! And don’t worry; the drinker will have no recollection of what happened to them when the potion wears off!

The potion would be perfect for Fred’s test subject; he had chosen a hot little tanned second year student named Romilda Vane, who had been sorted into their house the previous year. She had always been annoying and Fred was sure he had something perfect to shut her up.

George on the other hand, had chosen to use a heavy sleeping potion on his test subject called Dopey.

The label on the bottle read:

A powerfully effective sleeping potion which will cause the drinker to fall into a deep and relaxing sleep. They may fall asleep, but your sexual advances on the sleeping beauty will be gladly accepted and they’ll remain unconscious for an entire hour! And don’t worry; the drinker will have no recollection of what happened to them when they wake!

George had picked a girl in the twins’ own year named Patricia Stimpson, a witch who had suffered a minor breakdown the previous year during the O.W.L. testing. George had remembered Patricia’s breakdown the previous year and was fairly certain that the Dopey potion would be perfect to help her relax.

Like the vials of Hot Sauce, the labels on every single one of their handy little sex potions were enchanted to appear only when a secret phrase was uttered and the label tapped. They’d only reveal the secret password after the purchase was made and the contract they had made was signed.

Because it was going to be such a beautiful Saturday; Fred and George knew that the best place to try out their newest products would be outside in the gorgeous sunlight. It was under these pretenses that they told Romilda and Patricia to meet them near the Whomping Willow, in a secluded and safe location.

‘Hello girls!’ said the twins together when both Patricia and Romilda came into earshot.

‘Hi!’ they replied cheerfully, walking over to the twins. Patricia dwarfed the tiny Romilda when walking side by side, but that was all about to change. George handed them both the contract they had to sign and told them the consequences of telling anybody about the use of the potions. The contracts were made for their soon-to-be customers, but they had decided that using it with test subjects would make just as much sense.

‘Here’s your promised gold’ said Fred, handing both girls two Galleons each before passing each of them the correct bottles to drink from. ‘Drink these and the reactions should be immediate’ smiled Fred.

‘Why did we have to meet all the way out here to test these things out…? Are they safe?’ Patricia asked, looking the bottle over questioningly. The label was blank and revealed nothing of the potion’s sinister nature.

‘There perfectly safe… We just didn’t want McGonagall snatching away our hard work!’ replied George with a smile. The girls seemed to take it as the truth before removing the potion stoppers and consuming the contents of both bottles in seconds.

‘I feel weir…’ started Patricia, before falling unconscious onto the ground.

‘I know what you mean… but it feels really good!’ replied Romilda, as her body began to change. Patricia remained unconscious while Romilda’s entire body transformed into a tall, tanned and unbelievably gorgeous eighteen year old girl. What made the situation even better was the fact that all of Romilda’s clothes were now far too small for her and accentuated her perfect body. Fred and George got immediately hard and Fred had to beat his brother off before he tried to fuck his prize. George looked down at his unconscious test subject and decided that it could have been worse, before pulling off his clothes and getting onto his knees in front of Patricia.

‘I’m so horny!’ moaned the adult sized Romilda, as she stroked her pussy through her skirt and panties. Fred basically tackled Romilda to the ground after saying she was horny, pinning her to the ground and helping her to remove her tight clothing. Fred tore off his own clothing as he lay on top of his prize, who was still in the process of rubbing her pussy. Fred proceeded by unclasping her tiny skirt and tearing off her dress shirt and tie. Fred was pleasantly surprised to find out that Romilda’s bust size had increased substantially. She hadn’t worn any bra before because she had nothing to support, so when he removed her shirt, her perfectly large tits were completely visible. Romilda gave him a quick wink before Fred straddled her chest and guided his shaft towards her beautiful mounds. He gave each one a playful squeeze before forcing them together and rutting his seven inch hard cock between them. It felt so good to both Fred and Romilda, who by this point loved the attention she was getting. Romilda may have looked like a hot and slutty eighteen year old, but in reality; she was a twelve year old virgin. Fred spat down onto his cock, helping it slide faster and smoother in between Romilda’s gorgeous globes.

While Fred titty fucked the horny Romilda, George was occupied in removing Patricia’s school uniform. Patricia was a fairly attractive girl that George had long lusted for, but had never acted on his feelings. Now that she was completely defenseless to his advances, George was more than ready to take advantage of her situation. After getting her completely naked, George took a good long look at her attractive figures; her perfectly sized breasts, her tiny pink nipples and little fuzzy strip of brown pubic hair located just above her tight pink pussy were very attractive. George couldn’t be sure yet, but he had a nagging suspicion that Patricia was just as much of a virgin as Romilda.

‘Let’s see that ass!’ George said to the unconscious Patricia, flipping her over in the process and getting a great view of her big juicy ass. George was surprise by how much junk Patricia had in her trunk and couldn’t help but lie on top of her and begin to move his seven inch shaft in between her ass cheeks like Fred was doing with Romilda’s tits.

‘Ohhh Goddddd! It feels so good!’ groaned Romilda, enjoying the sensation of Fred’s cock as it moved like a piston between her sizeable tits. Fred couldn’t take it any longer and needed a taste of the beautiful Romilda. He got between her legs and watched as Romilda continued to move her fingers in and out of her panties. Fred bent his head down and got a great whiff of Romilda’s pussy before using his teeth to grab hold of the thin material and tear off her panties. He threw them aside and moved his mouth in closer, sticking the tip of his tongue as deep into her tight teen pussy as possible.

‘Ahhhhhh!’ screamed Romilda, never having a man’s long tongue penetrate her before, caused her to scream out in ecstasy. Fred continued to eat Romilda out for the next five minutes, only breaking away when she went through her two orgasms. The urge to fuck her overpowered Fred, and he made to pop Romilda’s cherry. Before he did however, he took a look over at the scene developing only feet away and was surprised to see that George had already beaten him to the punch.

‘Fuck this pussy is tight!’ moaned George, humping into the unconscious Patricia while she remained on her stomach. George had spread her legs and was slowly working more and more of his shaft into her tight teen pussy. After a few inches, he quickly realized that Patricia was in fact a virgin. He continued to thrust into her flexible hymen for another three minutes before he tore through it, causing her to bleed from her pussy and coat his cock. ‘That’s better!’ sighed a relieved George, as he started to pump his cock into her with a little more freedom. ‘How’s it going over there Fred?’ George said as he propped himself up with his hands on the ground.

‘She’s as tight as a twelve year old!’ laughed a pained Fred, as he tried to force his cock into and screaming Romilda. Romilda’s eyes were wide open in both pain and shock as her maidenhood was being stolen from her. She shut her eyes and just accepted her fate. She knew she wanted it, but didn’t really know why. Fred grabbed hold of her jiggling breasts and pushed his shaft as deep into her as possible, bursting through her elastic barrier and causing her to orgasm and scream in pain.

‘FUCK ME HARDER!!!’ moaned Romilda, as her orgasm subsided and the pleasure from Fred’s thrusting began to increase. She wondered why she had never done this before as she felt Fred twist her nipples and begin to kiss her neck.

‘SMACK!’ SMACK! SMACK!’ George gave Patricia’s juicy white ass a few sharp slaps to watch it jiggle even more as his cock continued to move in and out of her pussy. George could swear he could here Patricia moaning under her breath every time he thrust his cock into her and he was sure she was having one hell of a dream.

Fred in the meantime had Romilda’s legs up over his shoulders and was pumping his cock into her as hard and as fast as he could. He knew it wouldn’t take him very long to reach his end and he wanted to make sure he would be able to get Romilda to reach hers at least one more time before he did. He was in luck too; just as he began to pant and near his end, he heard Romilda begin to squeal in pleasure before her juices enveloped his cock that continued sliding in and out of her. The added sensation of her pussy clutching and her juices coating his cock was more than enough to push Fred over the edge in the process. He had no intention to pull out of the young teenage slut, deciding that because she would transform back into her twelve year old body in only a few minutes, a healthy dose of potent seed into her womb would probably not impregnate her. Either way, he was willing to take the chance.

‘UNGHHHHH!’ grunted Fred, jetting several wads of hot sticky cum directly into Romilda’s bald eighteen year old pussy. Romilda closed her eyes in pleasure as she felt Fred fire several long thick strings of his warm semen directly into her for several seconds.

‘GOD! I can feel it shooting inside me!’ moaned Romilda, not realizing that if she had actually been eighteen, she would in fact have been impregnated by Fred’s large load of cum. Fred finally stopped cumming after several seconds of grunting and instead of pulling out of Romilda, he just remained inside of her and tried to catch his breath.

As Fred finished going through his orgasm, George began to go through his own massive orgasm. Unlike Romilda however, Patricia was definitely impregnable, but George cared little for that as he began to pant. He and his brother had already impregnated Katie Bell and Alicia Spinnet, so getting Patricia pregnant mattered little, especially when nobody would be able to prove his little act with Patricia after she awoke from her deep sleep. There was also the funny fact that in a few months time, Patricia would be dealing with another stressful issue; pregnancy, and both Fred and George would have a good laugh at that.

‘FUCK! I’M CUMMING!’ screamed George, as he slapped Patricia’s now red ass one more time and began cumming inside of her tight cunt. He painted Patricia’s womb with four thick strands of hot seed deep inside of her before collapsing on top of her in ecstasy and relief.

‘Stupefy!’ shouted Fred, hitting Romilda in the chest as he pulled his deflated cock from her cum-filled pussy. She was shocked when he pulled his wand on her, but after being hit, she simply fell unconscious. ‘That’ll make it easier to get her dressed and tidy things up a little’ replied Fred to George’s questioning look.

‘Good idea brother!’ said George, as he got dressed and re-dressed Patricia seconds later. Fred did the same with Romilda before they both picked up the empty bottles the girls had drank from and left them lying on the grass to change back to their normal states. Romilda’s body would turn back into her cute little twelve year old body while Patricia would wake with a baby growing inside her.

‘I think we can say those products work just fine George!’ Fred said to his brother, as they made their way back their bedroom and the massive assortment of vials of potions they had made for the adult oriented Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes line.

‘I love that book’ replied George, as they made it up to GryffindorTower and their bedroom to find a shocking and disturbing scene.

‘What the fuck!’ shouted both Fred and George together, when they saw that both their trunks had somehow been forced open. They were so shocked because they knew that they had magically sealed the trunks and forcing them open was impossible to their knowledge. They quickly checked each others trunk, knowing of only one valuable item that could have been stolen. Sure enough, the Spellbook of Desires was the only thing missing.

‘NOOOOOO!!!!!” groaned both Fred and George as they ran out of their room to see if they could find whoever had stolen their book. No one was in the common room and there was no evidence that anyone had been there when they had come in. They had been able to make several vials of their valuable potions and they still had the recipe for each of them, but they would never be able to make anything different without the wondrous Spellbook of Desires.

‘Dammit! Not again… We’ve got to find that book…We’ll search the entire school from top to bottom if we have to!’ exclaimed and angry Fred, as he and George ran out of the common room and down the stairs to look for the culprit and the book. Little did they know however, that the Spellbook of Desires was in fact only feet away from them. The book was now magically sealed in its rightful owner’s trunk and Harry Potter had a smile from ear to ear on his face as he sat in the Great Hall and watched students put their names into the Goblet of Fire.

 

I wish I hada couple of those transformation potions right now xD

 

nice keep them coming

 

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires

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Chapter Fifteen – Hogwarts Champion​

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mf, mf, exhib, hand, grope, spank, unif, voy

The selection process for the Triwizard Cup had begun the night before, after the arrival of the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students. Any student over the age of eighteen and wanting to try their hand at being selected as Hogwarts Champion had only to throw a piece of paper with their name on it into the Triwizard Cup. So far, Harry had heard that Cedric Diggory and Angelina Johnson had placed their name in the cup, but because the age restriction was seventeen, not many had put their names in. Fred and George had tried to fool the age line Dumbledore had surrounded the cup with, but were rejected and thrown clear across the room. Harry had no intention of trying to fool the cup, even though he knew that if he somehow was able to slip his name in and was chosen, he’d definitely get any pussy he wanted. Getting pussy wouldn’t be much of a problem for Harry anymore because of his stealing back of his Spellbook of Desires. After Ron’s little excursion to the bathroom and the strangely good mood he had been in after it, Harry had used his invisibility cloak to listen in on the conversation Ron had with Fred and George back in the common room. After realizing that Fred and George had the book, he snuck up to their room and tried to force open their trunks to no avail. Later in the night he snuck down to the restricted section and studied up on how to break powerful locking spells. He found a few and after Fred and George left the common room early Saturday morning, he snuck back into their room, magically unsealed their trunks and found his beloved leather clad Spellbook of Desires. After locking the book back in his own trunk and using several even more powerful locking spells to ensure the book’s safety, Harry had made his way back down to the Great Hall where he watched a few seventeen year olds place their name in the Triwizard Cup.

Harry anxiously waited for the feast that night and the choosing of the Triwizard Champions; secretly he was hoping Angelina would win, but his mind was largely occupied with what he was going to do next with the Spellbook of Desires.

After several hours of waiting around, the feast began and Harry could tell after spying over at the twins that they were clearly pissed off about something.

‘Wonder what they’re so pissed off about’ mumbled Ron, as he shoveled a large helping of mashed potatoes into his mouth.

‘Hmmmm!’ shrugged Harry, knowing exactly why they were pissed. Harry, Ron and Hermione finished eating and after Dumbledore began the selection process, everybody was surprised to find that Harry had been selected as the fourth Triwizard Champion. Harry had no idea how his name could have made it into the cup, but like all the other champions, he shuffled off to the waiting area behind the Great Hall. As Harry walked into the back room, his eyes immediately focused on the beautiful and scantily clad Fleur Delacour, who was wearing only a thin blue top and a similar thin and very short blue skirt. Her skirt was so short in fact, that Harry could tell she was wearing a thong. Nobody took notice of Harry’s entrance, and Harry could tell why; Krum was staring directly at Fleur from across the room while Cedric Diggory was talking to her an absent-mindedly, staring down at her long beautiful legs every few seconds. Fleur was obviously attracted to Cedric too; she couldn’t help but look down at his growing bulge when he wasn’t watching. Cedric wasn’t the only one with a growing member either; Harry and Krum were both as hard as they could get from just looking at her. As Fleur and Cedric continued to talk, Harry made to interrupt their conversation and tell them that he had been chosen as the fourth Triwizard Champion when he noticed Fleur move her hand down to Cedric’s raging hard-on and rub the tip of it.

‘What iz ze doing ere?’ Fleur said to Harry, lifting her fingers away from Cedric’s knob as she did so.

‘Dammit!’ said Cedric, obviously angry about Harry’s interruption. Before Harry could say anything though, Dumbledore and a host of other people entered the room and discussed the circumstances behind Harry being chosen as a champion. Harry felt guilty for some reason; even though he knew he had never put his name in the Goblet of Fire.

Harry walked back up to the GryffindorTower and was pleasantly surprised to be pulled into the common room by a number of hands. Apparently Fred and George had put together a big party with almost every Gryffindor joining in on the fun and supporting the Triwizard Champion. Seamus had snuck in some firewhisky and Dean had put up some posters. Everybody forced Harry to drink to his future success and he did, sputtering and coughing after he did so. All Harry wanted to do was to go and hide back up in his room. Unfortunately he never got the chance and was even told off by Ron, who was obviously jealous of his success. Ron left the party early on and went to bed alone.

‘Hi Harry!!!’ Pavarti and Lavender said to Harry as he passed by them. Harry was receiving a lot of attention from the girls of Gryffindor during the party, which probably had a lot to do with his recent naming as a Triwizard Champion. Harry had his eye on someone else though; Ron’s little sister Ginny who was quietly sitting in a corner with Hermione, knocking back several shots of the potent firewhisky. Harry liked Ginny, and definitely liked fucking her, but his real goal was to get back at Ron and his snooty attitude towards Harry. Harry would just have to pay him back by fucking his little sister in the bed next to him. First he’d have to get her really plastered, but by the way she was knocking back the alcohol, she’d be drunk within minutes.

‘Oh hi Harry!’ said Ginny a little groggily, as she spilled some of her firewhiskey down the front of her shirt. Ginny had been drinking hard and fast that night to work up her courage and ask Harry out on a date. Little did she know however, that Harry intended to do her one better.

‘Hi Ginny… Hermione… How’s it going?’ asked Harry, strutting over to the two girls and sitting next to them. Hermione was tired and instead of sticking around and making sure her heavily intoxicated friend didn’t do something stupid, she left the two alone and walked up to her room. Harry probably could have closed the deal within minutes and gotten Ginny to follow him up to his room, but he wanted to make sure there was no doubt. Harry could tell she was definitely craving his cock again and by they end of the night she’d be bouncing up and down on his lap like a little red headed whore.

Harry proceeded to get her even drunker by playing a drinking game with her, easily beating her every time and forcing her to drink several more shots of the strong firewhiskey. By eleven o’clock, most of the students at the party were either drunk or dead tired and Harry knew that if he was going to make his move, he’d have to do it soon. He had noticed that Fred and George had already left, making it far easier to sneak Ginny up to his room without anyone noticing.

‘You wanna have some more fun Ginny?’ Harry said soberly to Ginny, who was swaying in her chair by that point. Ginny nodded her head yes and got up to leave with Harry.

‘Are you gonna take advantage of me?’ Ginny said in a drunken stupor, with an obvious smile on her face.

‘I sure am!’ replied Harry, grabbing Ginny’s tight little teen ass and guiding her towards the staircase in the process.

‘WHOOOOO… Go Harry! Fuck that little whore’ shouted a bunch of rowdy Gryffindor students as Harry guided Ginny up the stairs and into his room. It was extremely dark in the room and Harry could tell that Ron was the only one there. Ron was awake with his eyes closed, waiting for his chance to tell Harry off again.

‘Oh look… Harry Potter’s tricked another whore into his bed!’ said Ron, snickering as he did so, turning his back to them in the process. Harry covered Ginny’s mouth before she could respond and give away the little surprise he had planned for Ron.

‘Let’s play a little game Ginny… If you don’t make a peep, I’ll make sure you have the most fun you’ve ever had before’ whispered Harry into Ginny’s ear as he pushed her onto his bed and started undressing her. Ginny nodded her head in agreement, smiling as she did so. Harry pulled off her casual shirt and pants before climbing on his bed with her and pulling off his own clothes. Ginny slid off the bed and got down on her knees, preparing herself to take Harry’s manhood into her hot wet mouth. Harry threw his pants and underwear off in record time and swung his legs over the edge of his bed so Ginny could get to work on his semi-hard cock. Ginny took hold of Harry’s soft shaft with one hand and began stroking both his balls and cock with both of her hands.

‘Ohhh Goddd! That feels good!’ moaned Harry, making sure Ron could hear the fun he was having with his little red headed whore. Ginny continued to work over Harry’s cock for the next five minutes, lightly groping his balls while sliding her cold fingers up and down Harry’s now fully hard five inches.

‘Mmmm!’ Ginny mumbled quietly, fantasizing about sucking on Harry’s delicious cock as she continued to give him a good handjob. Harry had his eyes closed and was enjoying the sensation too much to notice that Ginny had actually made a sound.

‘Suck on it baby’ cried Harry, making sure again, that Ron could hear him enjoying the action he was getting. Ginny complied with Harry’s request and slowly opened her mouth and began engulfing more and more of Harry’s member. Harry moaned again at the soft yet warm sensation of Ginny’s wet mouth clamping down on his five inch shaft. ‘Faster’ groaned Harry, as Ginny began to move her mouth faster up and down on his cock, nearly gagging every time she deep-throated Harry’s five inches.

Ron was forced to listen to the obvious fun Harry was having with some mysterious slut, clearly fucking Harry for the simple reason that he was a Triwizard Champion. He couldn’t see who was making all the noise with him, but knew she had to be one of the biggest sluts in the school.

‘Okay… Okay… I don’t want to cum yet!’ commanded Harry, extremely close to blowing his load all over Ginny’s pretty little face. ‘Your turn I guess’ finished Harry, getting off the bed and making Ginny take his spot. Ginny quickly tore off her bra before Harry spread her legs and removed her tiny white thong. Harry inhaled deeply, absorbing Ginny’s wondrous pussy aroma before stuffing her thong underneath his bed and stuffing his face in between her legs. Harry buried his tongue as deep into Ginny’s pussy as possible, making her coo quietly as Harry went to work on Ginny’s bald thirteen-year-old pussy. Ginny used her hands to push Harry’s head further into her crotch as Harry moved his hands up to her small but firm little breasts, where he began to kneed them and play with her tiny pink nipples.

Harry continued moving his tongue in and out of her pussy for the next five minutes until he felt Ginny squeeze her legs together and her pussy shudder in orgasm. Harry could just make out a small squeak as she went through a massive orgasm and squirted a small amount of her tasty juices down onto Harry’s long tongue.

‘Time to fuck!’ said Harry, as he stood up and sat on the bed beside Ginny. Ginny dutifully slid one of her legs over Harry’s lap so she was sitting on his waist and was looking directly at him. Ginny gave Harry a long deep kiss, tasting her own juices on his tongue in the process before lifting herself up with Harry’s help and moving her tiny pussy towards Harry’s tall standing five inch cock. Harry could just make out Ginny smiling before he dropped her on the tip of his cock, using her weight to help her sink slowly down on his shaft. Both Harry and Ginny groaned at the tight fit, but endured the pain for the pleasure that would surely follow.

Ron looked over at the two darkened figures sitting on Harry’s bed and knew that Harry was now fucking the slut. ‘You’ve got a real slut there, don’t you hero!’ quipped Ron as he watched the mysterious girl move up and down on Harry’s cock.

‘God… Have you gotten tighter since the last time I fucked you?’ asked Harry with pain plastered on his face. Harry could barely move as Ginny tried her hardest to work more and more of Harry’s cock into her clutching pussy. The tight fit and the constant friction was more than enough to push the easily excitable Ginny over the edge for the second time.

‘Mmmm’ groaned Ginny quietly, creaming for the second time, but this time lubricating Harry’s dry shaft with some much needed lubrication. The warm and wet juices finally allowed Harry to fit his entire cock into Ginny’s spasm stricken pussy. He moved her up and down on top of his cock using his hands on her hips to slam her up and down with ever increasing speed.

‘SMACK! SMACK!’ Ginny slapped her own ass a few times just as if she was riding a stallion. Her ass quickly turned red and garnered the attention of Ron again, who was slightly impressed by the slutty and experienced pussy Harry had been able to lure into his bed.

After five minutes of Ginny bouncing up and down on his cock, Harry made Ginny get off him and give his cock a quick cleaning before they continued. Ginny again dutifully obeyed and sucked her own pussy juices off his cock while Harry stood up and got ready to change positions. After quickly cleaning off his cock, Ginny was guided onto her back on Harry’s bed. She then opened her legs wide so Harry could guide his five inches back into her again easily.

‘God I love fucking you!’ groaned Harry, as he moved in and guided the tip of his cock towards Ginny’s raw pink pussy. He slowly slid the tip of his cock into her, sliding the rest in with relative ease. Ginny again moaned at Harry’s deep penetration before Harry began rocking his hips back and forth into Ginny’s sweet teenage pussy. Harry took hold of Ginny’s thin waist and began rocking his hips into Ginny’s with increasing speed. He could feel his orgasm quickly approaching, but he wanted to get Ginny off one more time before he blew his massive load.

‘Ahhhhh!’ groaned Ginny, seconds later, coating Harry’s cock with her juices for the second time. Harry had a special ending in store for both Ginny and Ron’s sake as he felt the pressure building in his loins.

‘Get on your knees baby!’ shouted Harry, alerting both Ginny and Ron to his approaching end. ‘This one’s for you Ron!’ continued Harry, as Ginny got onto her knees, opened her mouth and stared up at Harry with her slutty little blue eyes.

‘I want it so bad… Cum on my face!’ moaned Ginny rather loudly, alerting Ron even more, who by this point was sitting up on his bed and trying to recall who that had sounded like.

‘LUMOS!’ cried Harry, pointing his wand directly up and illuminating the entire room in a bright light. ‘UNGHHHHH!’ grunted Harry, pasting Ginny’s beautiful face and mouth with a massive amount of his hot sticky cum. Stream after stream hit Ginny’s face and landed in her open mouth as Ron looked on in horror. He knew he had recognized Ginny’s voice as soon as she had spoken, but now that Harry was firing load after load onto her face in rapid succession, there was little he could do to stop him.

‘GINNY!’ shouted Ron, as Harry fired the remainder of his cum onto Ginny’s rosy cheeks and looked over at Ron with a sneer on his face.

‘Thanks Ginny… I’m sure your brother enjoyed the show!’ Harry laughed as Ginny scooped Harry’s cum from her face and greedily sucked it off her fingers. Ron, instead of jumping off his bed and attacking Harry, turned around and covered his head with pillow, thoroughly defeated. Ginny cleaned up the rest of Harry’s cum before hugging Harry and leaving Harry’s room completely naked. Harry ran out after her to cover her up from the prying eyes of the Gryffindor students still downstairs.

‘YEAH…. GO HARRY!’ screamed some adoring fans as Ginny stumbled out of his room naked with a satisfied look on her face and a little cum still in her hair. She gave them a clumsy bow before Harry covered her up and helped her towards her own staircase, where she walked up the steps with some difficulty and disappeared into her room. Harry gave a quick bow to his cheering crowd before running back into his room and crawling under his covers, thoroughly pleased with himself for fucking Ginny and showing Ron up for being such a stupid git.

‘See Ron… I don’t even need that stupid book to fuck your sister!’ Harry said proudly as Ron tried to shut out the sound of Harry’s voice with his pillow. Though Harry was pleased with the exhibition he had just put on for Ron, he was worried about the upcoming Triwizard Tournament and the first task he would have to compete in.

 

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires

Chapter Sixteen – Potions Master​

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: bf, Mf, x-mast, ncon, reluc, cream pie, exhib, grope, magic, spank, unif, voy

It had been nearly three weeks since Harry was named as Hogwarts Champion and basically vilified in front of the entire school as a glory grabbing prat, who only cared about getting his name into as many books as possible. Ron still refused to speak to him and after he learned of the nature of the first task from Hagrid, he nearly fainted. He had no idea how he would be able to get past a dragon and his confidence was completely shot as he made his way out to Hagrid’s hut on Thursday afternoon for his Care of Magical Creatures class. Hermione had gone ahead with Ron, who was still pouting about Harry pasting his sister’s pretty face right in front of him. Harry stayed alongside Dean and Seamus during the class, occasionally talking to Hermione and trying to ignore Malfoy and the Slytherins who just wouldn’t let up on Harry. The Blast-Ended Skrewts were getting very large and as the Slytherins and Gryffindors tended to the hideous beasts they quickly found out that when they blasted off, they could seriously burn someone nearby. It was Hermione who would be the unfortunate one in being the first student burned as the class progressed and it was Malfoy who caused the injury.

‘Watch this Crabbe’ Malfoy whispered to Crabbe, pointing his wand at a Blast-Ended Skrewt beside Hermione and casting a stinging hex at it. The Blast-Ended Skrewt exploded from its spot beside Hermione, hurling a powerful blast of fire directly at Hermione, whose clothes were burnt to cinder in seconds.

‘Owww!... Aguamenti’ cried Hermione, using a jet of water from her wand to put out the fire that had completely consumed her clothes. Hermione was very lucky not to be burned very badly in the process. She did have a few small scorch marks on her hands and legs, but other than that, she was completely fine. What wasn’t fine was the state of her clothes, which after being doused with the water, had crumbled off of her, leaving her entirely naked except for her long white socks and shoes. Even her bra and panties had crumbled away, leaving her completely exposed to everyone. Everybody stared at the soaking wet Hermione, whose tiny pinks nipples and small firm breasts were clearly visible. Her long legs, tight teen pussy and tight ass were also visible, as well as her little tuft of brown pubic hair covering the smallest part of her pussy.

‘HOLY FUCK HERMIONE…. YOU’RE SO HOT!’ shouted half the boys in the group staring at her. Hermione tried to cover her soaking wet body up, but had to watch every boy staring at her get raging hard-ons, including Hagrid, whose bulge was massive.

‘Uhhhhh… Maybe you should … errr … go see Madam Pomfrey… Yeah Madam Pomfrey’ stuttered Hagrid, trying to cover up his shame. Even Malfoy was hard as a rock as Hermione started running towards the school. She tried to cover herself up, but running towards the castle meant that her tits and ass jiggled with every step.

‘God… I’ve gotta tap that!’ sighed Harry to Seamus and Dean, who both nodded in approval as they watched Hermione’s ass shrink into the distance.

‘Uhhh… I’ll be right back… I’ve got to… Uhhhh… Do something in me house’ Hagrid said to the class, trying to cover his massive bulge and the desire to run to his house and rub one out.

Hermione ran into the school still completely naked, wanting to make it to the hospital wing and Madam Pomfrey as soon as possible and find some clothes to cover her soaking wet body. The small burns on her hands and legs were also irritating her and a good healing gel would do well to ease the embarrassment of the situation. The hospital wing was on the first floor and Hermione thought it would be easier than going all the way back up to Gryffindor Tower for an extra set of clothes. Madam Pomfrey just had to have something she could cover herself up with, she thought as she ran into the castle, garnering several stares and catcalls from ghosts and students alike.

‘Ohh shut up!’ cried Hermione, nearly in tears for being caught in the embarrassing situation she now found herself in. This happened far too often for Hermione’s liking and as she made it up to the first floor and the hospital wing, there were a number of male students now following her bouncing wet ass up the stairs. Hermione’s pussy was visible as she bounded up the last steps and she was mortally embarrassed that almost every student at Hogwarts had now seen her naked.

‘Unghhh!’ grunted a mysterious second year that was on the last step of the staircase rubbing his small three inch cock at the sight of Hermione. Hermione hadn’t noticed him until the last second and she was unable to get out of the way of his two thick strands of cum which hit the top of her ass as she ran by him.

‘Ewwwww! You sicko!’ she screamed as she decided not to wait around and run to Madam Pomfrey as quick as she could. She could hear a few of the boys’ high fiving each other for cumming on Hermione as she ran by. She could feel the boy’s cum run down her ass as she opened the hospital wing door and stepped inside to safety. She was disgusted by what the kid had done, but she couldn’t help but enjoy the warm sensation of his cum running down her leg. She quickly wiped it off before she ran up to Madam Pomfrey, who had her back turned to Hermione as she approached. Hermione tapped Madam Pomfrey on the shoulder innocently, knowing that she would be disappointed in Hermione’s lack of clothes again. At least this time she didn’t need any pregnancy potion and wouldn’t have to face that embarrassment again.

‘Miss Granger! What has happened to your clothes!’ Madam Pomfrey shouted, mystified and concerned at Hermione’s nakedness.

‘The Blast-Ended Skrewts… They burnt my clothes off me and scorched me a little!’ complained Hermione, trying to sound as sincere as possible.

‘Let’s get something to cover you up before I deal with those burns’ replied Madam Pomfrey, as she turned around, shaking her head in disapproval and picking up a hospital gown for Hermione to wear. Hermione was shocked to find out that the hospital wing had run out of the large gowns and only had the tiny extra small ones to offer, usually given to first year petite girls. Hermione had nothing better to wear and threw it on without complaint, pulling and tugging it over her head and the rest of her body. Unfortunately, the gown was about as long as one of Hermione’s shirt and barely made it over her belly button. Hermione asked for another one but Madam Pomfrey told her that the one she was wearing was her very last one.

‘I’m sorry Miss Granger, but there’s nothing else I can give you… Maybe next time you should be more careful with your clothes’ said Madam Pomfrey, obviously not buying Hermione’s flimsy story. Hermione’s gown was not nearly long enough to cover her tight ass, pussy and pubic patch. The walk up to Gryffindor Tower was going to be a long one, thought Hermione as Madam Pomfrey continued to look for a burn healing gel.

‘Darn! It looks like I’m all out of the burn gel Miss Granger… You’re going to have to go down to Professor Snape in the dungeons and pick some up for yourself’ Madam Pomfrey said to Hermione, turning around with a disappointed smile on her face. Hermione opened her mouth to protest, but was interrupted by Madam Pomfrey again, ‘Oh… If you could pick up the batch of pregnancy potion Professor Snape has concocted, that would be great!’ said Madam Pomfrey with a smile on her face. Madam Pomfrey had asked Snape to brew up several batches of pregnancy potion for her after Cho Chang and Pansy Parkinson used her last two to avert pregnancy. Cho had told Madam Pomfrey that she had woken up in the Owlery with cum in her pussy so she decided it best to be safe, while Pansy told her that her boyfriend had told her to take the potion and not get pregnant. Malfoy was more than happy to splooge deep in Pansy’s vulnerable womb, but had not plans on raising any little Malfoy’s anytime soon. Before Hermione could object, Madam Pomfrey nudged her from the hospital wing and out the door.

‘There she is!’ cried a few second year boys who had followed Hermione to the hospital wing and had waited for her to exit. Hermione pulled her hospital gown down as far as it could but couldn’t cover up her pussy or ass. The boys pointed and stared at Hermione’s gorgeous figure; none of them pulled out their cocks like the first boy had, but a few of them got in a few quick gropes of her ass and pussy as she ran down the steps towards the dungeons. She made it down the stairs and opened the dungeon door, stepping inside and closing the door behind her, blocking the pestering second years from following her any further.

Hermione stealthily snuck through the dark dungeon halls, hiding from the view of any Slytherin students in the process. She was lucky enough to avoid any Slytherins, but when she finally made it to Snape’s little disgusting office, she knew she had no explanation for her appearance. Before she could stop and think up any viable excuse, Snape opened the door to his office and looked at Hermione’s appearance in complete surprise. Hermione could see his eyes dart down to her puffy little pubic patch through his greasy black curtain of hair.

‘Skrewts… Burns… Pregnancy potions’ blurted out Hermione, confused and stammering on the spot.

‘ENTER!’ commanded Snape, seeing an excellent opportunity to have a little fun. Hermione entered Snape’s office still trying to cover herself up, but was disgusted by what she saw. The walls and shelves in the office were covered with disgusting bottled ingredients and organs.

‘I suppose you’re here to pick up the pregnancy potions I have brewed for Madam Pomfrey… No doubt you are responsibility for the shortage’ said Snape with a smirk on his face.

‘No… I’m here to get some burn gel and the pregnancy potion’ Hermione responded embarrassed.

‘Where are you burned then’ Snape said, looking once more at Hermione’s pussy.

‘On my hands and my legs’ Hermione said, showing Snape her hands and her inner thighs, both burned by the Skrewts.

‘I’ll have to apply the gel myself’ said Snape, pulling a jar of the burn gel from one of the shelves and turning around with a smirk on his face. He of course didn’t have to apply the gel, but any opportunity to cop a feel was a good opportunity.

‘But…’ started Hermione, but she quickly resigned her complaint after she felt Snape’s cold long fingers grope her inner thighs and massage the gel into her skin. It felt good on Hermione’s stinging burns, especially when Snape’s fingers found their way a little too close to her pussy. ‘Professsor!’ started Hermione, aware that his fingers were extremely close to her tight teen pussy.

‘Petrificus Paralysis!’ shouted Snape, hitting Hermione with a freezing spell. Snape was tired of just feeling up the young witch and wanted to have a little more fun. The spell he had cast had totally frozen Hermione in the spot she was standing.

Hermione couldn’t move, couldn’t speak and couldn’t do anything at all as Snape walked around the frozen half naked witch. Snape gave her ass a swift slap, and to Hermione’s horror, she could feel the sting from the contact, but couldn’t scream out in pain. Snape took a long walk around Hermione, taking in every detail of Hermione’s gorgeous body before making another snide comment.

‘Looks like I’m going to have to teach you a few lessons Miss Granger and this way you won’t be able to open your mouth like a little miss know-it-all’ Snape said, as he pulled off Hermione’s tiny gown and gave her right breast a quick squeeze. Hermione wanted to scream out for help, but in the deep reaches of her mind she wanted Snape to continue.

Snape used his hands to contort her body, so she was bending over with her head at crotch level with Snape’s cock. She knew exactly what he was up to when she saw Snape unzip his pants and pull them down to reveal his six inch hard cock. Hermione gulped and got ready for what surely was about to be a hard face fucking. She was exactly right as Snape pushed the tip of his cock against Hermione’s tight lips until her mouth dutifully opened and she accepted a few inches of Snape’s hard shaft. Hermione couldn’t do a thing as Snape grabbed her hair and forced his entire cock into her mouth, blocking her airway temporarily. Hermione gagged and sputtered, but was completely at the mercy of Snape’s will. Snape moved his hips back and forth, using his hands to slam Hermione’s head back and forth into his thrusting hips. Snape could feel Hermione’s drool running down his shaft and balls as he continued to face fuck her for the next five minutes. Hermione was exhausted when she finally felt Snape let up and pull his saliva coated cock from her mouth, allowing her to catch her breath for the briefest moment.

‘Not bad for a Muggle!’ said Snape, looking like he was ready to blow any second. Hermione struggled to break free from Snape’s curse to escape, but was still trapped in paralysis. Snape walked up behind her and picked her up, moving her entire body towards his desk. He pushed Hermione further over so her face was on his desk and her ass sticking straight up in the air. Snape got onto his knees and buried his face in Hermione’s pussy, which made Hermione want to moan at the touch of his wet and warm tongue. ‘Mmmmm… not a bad taste either!’ mumbled Snape, licking his lips and delving his tongue back into Hermione’s tight cunt. It took only a few minutes before Hermione couldn’t hold the flood gates back anymore and released her juices all over Snape’s face.

‘Well Miss Granger… I hope you enjoy this just as much!’ Snape said, standing up and guiding the tip of his cock towards her tight snatch. Hermione was screaming for help, but nothing came out of her mouth; she was about to be violated by the Potions Master and there was nothing she could do to stop him. The lubrication from Hermione’s orgasm made the insertion of Snape’s cock into her pussy very smooth.

‘Ahhhhh… That feels better!’ sighed Snape, pushing his cock deeper into Hermione in the process. Hermione couldn’t lie to herself; it felt really good to be filled with another cock. As much as she hated being violated against her will by Malfoy, she had always felt really good after waking up, even after being filled or painted with his cum.

‘Still tight I see… Usually whores as slutty as you are loose as hell’ groaned Snape, as his cock moved like a piston in and out of her well-lubricated pussy. Hermione was drooling at the sensation of being filled with another man’s cock and even though she still couldn’t say anything, she was hoping Snape would fuck her faster and harder. Almost as if he was reading her mind, Snape began thrusting in and out of her faster and faster until he was slamming his entire cock in and out of her with his balls slapping against her pussy. The sensation Hermione felt as his balls came into contact with her pussy was more than enough to push her over the edge for the second time and she covered Snape’s lightning fast cock in her creamy juices.

‘Again Miss Granger… You truly are a slut!’ groaned Snape, clearly ready to blow his own load. Snape had no intention of pulling out of Hermione either; he had plenty of pregnancy potions available to him and filling the slut he was fucking up with an adult sized load of cum seemed like a great idea to him.

‘I’m going to cum Miss Granger… And you know what… I’m going to fill your gorgeous little Muggle pussy full’ Snape moaned before he began to pant in anticipation. Hermione wanted to say no but still couldn’t move an inch, so she resigned herself to the fate of being Snape’s little cum-filled fuck doll.

‘Uh-Uh-Unghhhhhh!’ grunted Snape, firing several adult sized loads of his molten seed deep into Hermione’s clutching teen pussy. Snape moaned and groaned as he continued to paint Hermione’s vulnerable womb with a substantial amount of his hot sticky cum. Hermione could feel Snape shooting the last of his boiling seed into her before he pulled his cock from her clutching pussy and made her turn around so he could clean his cock off in her mouth.

Hermione could taste Snape’s creamy and salty cum on his softening cock as he moved it in and out of her mouth a few times until he was satisfied it was clean.

‘That’s a good girl’ Snape said to Hermione, pulling his cock from her mouth and pulling his pants back up in the process. Snape then proceeded to straighten her out so she was standing upright before pouring some of the pregnancy potion he had made into her mouth and down her throat, avoiding any possible pregnancy in the process. ‘Obliviate!’ shouted Snape, firing another spell at the defenseless Hermione. Snape altered Hermione’s memory into one which had her going into the office, retrieving the burn gel and pregnancy potion and leaving happy without incident.

‘Thanks Professor Snape!’ Hermione found herself saying, as she stepped out of his office with her gown back on and her arms fool with burn gel and pregnancy potion. Hermione walked back up to the hospital wing with an odd sense of satisfaction, only meeting a few perverted students on the way up. They called her a slut and a few of them gave her ass a good slap, but Hermione made it to Madam Pomfrey without any real incident.

‘There you are Miss Granger… That took a little longer than I expected’ said Madam Pomfrey, taking the pregnancy potions and burn gel from her.

‘What are you talking about… I was only gone a few minutes’ replied a confused Hermione.

‘More like an hour Miss Granger… Now let’s put some of that gel on those burns’ responded Madam Pomfrey, bending over to apply the gel on Hermione’s inner thighs. ‘Looks like you already put some on… Well… I hope I don’t see you too soon Miss Granger… Bye now!’ Madam Pomfrey said, ushering Hermione out of the hospital wing and back into the hallway, where a number of adoring students were waiting for her. Hermione was really confused now; Hermione could have sworn she never put any of the gel on her or that she was only in Snape’s office for minutes.

‘MALFOY!’ screamed Hermione, as she climbed the last steps to the Portrait of the Fat Lady. Hermione immediately thought if she had lost any memories, then Malfoy was behind it all.

‘Sorry! Wrong password!’ the Portrait of the Fat Lady said, who responded to Hermione’s screaming and denied her entrance to the Gryffindor common room.

 

owned. simply owned. good posting!

 

I generally refrain from posting, but there are times where I simply need to say something.

I read many stories on this site, about all sorts of different subjects, and I must admit this story is BY FAR one of my favorites. I hope you keep up the great work, and provide us with more fantastic chapters to read. DEFINATELY 5/5

One question: Are you the original author of these stories?

 

you are a brilliant writer. without a doubt. congrats on this series.

 

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires

Chapter Seventeen – The First Task​

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mf, mf, cream pie, grope, magic, oral, unif, voy

The First Task of the Triwizard Tournament was now upon Harry Potter; and although he had finally figured out how he was going to complete the task, he was utterly terrified about facing a giant fire-breathing dragon. Hermione had been kind enough to help Harry out in the final couple of days; aiding him master the summoning charm, which would be needed to beckon his firebolt to his aid. Ron on the other hand, was still pissed at Harry, and for good reason; not only was Harry stealing all the glory again, he had humiliated him by fucking his sister and blowing a massive load all over Ginny’s face for him to see.

With Hermione spending all her time with Harry; Ron had been getting jealous, knowing full well what Harry was probably thinking about when with her.

Ron was right to worry; Harry fully intended to get a piece of Hermione’s tantalizing ass, but as the First Task approached, he was keeping his cock in his pants, needing Hermione’s unfettered help to survive the task. Harry wasn’t yet willing to turn Hermione into a cock-craving slut until he was sure he didn’t need her help. But as the final day came upon Harry, the strain and pressure building on both him and his libido were overwhelming. That is why, with hours before the event, Harry went to his room, took out the Spellbook of Desires and perused the pages for a helpful antidote for his stress. He was lucky enough to find a new, less intrusive method for relieving his stress; one which wouldn’t draw any undue attention to himself. The spell was an enchantment, which could be placed on any object.

The spell read:
An enchantment which can be placed on any object; able to alter the sexual inhibitions of whoever holds or wears the enchanted object. Visibly, the effects are non-existent and don’t alter the holders frame of thought. The amulet only takes real effect when touched by the caster of the enchantment. The amulet then makes the holder extremely receptive to sexual advances from the caster only. The holder will have no memory from the point the object is activated until it is taken off. Warning! The amulet will continue to effect the sexual inhibitions of the holder until removed. Constant contact with the amulet is necessary for the enchantment to remain active! There is also a small possibility of residual effects from the enchanted object and may take several hours to wear off.

The spell was perfect for Harry; he could give Hermione an enchanted necklace to wear for helping him with the First Task, and then activate it whenever he needed some sweet release. No one would be the wiser and Harry would get what he wanted, and that’s all that really mattered. The enchantment was fairly complex, but after a few practice attempts, Harry successfully cast the spell on a cheap golden necklace of Ginny’s he had found under his bed after fucking her weeks earlier. With only a couple of hours before the beginning of the task, Harry quickly found Hermione and gave her the enchanted necklace.

‘Here Hermione… For all your help!’ lied Harry, hoping beyond hope that she would take and wear it without question.

‘Oh thanks Harry! It’s beautiful!’ Hermione said, hugging Harry in the process. If Hermione had been paying attention to Harry, she would have felt Harry’s hardening shaft press up against her thigh as she squeezed him tightly. Harry considered touching the amulet to activate right then and there, but knew he needed to prepare for the First Task.

‘I better get ready… Could you let me go Hermione’ Harry said, really not wanting her to let go. Hermione let go of him and Harry ran back to his room to change for the task. As Harry made his way down to the Champion’s tent, the rest of the school made their way down to where the dragons were located. Harry was the first one to make it to the Champion’s tent and was all alone. Harry was extremely tense and nervous as he paced the tent, cursing himself for not using the amulet when he had a chance and relieving some of his stress. To his utter surprise and delight though, Hermione had followed him down to the Champion’s tent and had entered without anyone knowing.

‘Hermione… What are you doing down here!’ Harry said, delighted to see the sexy little witch.

‘I just wanted to say good luck before anyone got here’ Hermione said, hugging Harry again for added luck. Not wanting to miss another amazing opportunity, Harry acted without thinking about any consequences; he took hold of the amulet around Hermione’s neck, activating it in the process.

‘Hey Hermione’ said Harry, feeling brave now that the amulet was apparently working. ‘Why don’t you get on your knees, pull out my cock and suck it’

‘Sure!’ Hermione said, without even contemplating any other possible choice. Harry nearly laughed at how easy it was to influence her now that she was wearing the enchanted amulet. She quickly got on her knees as Harry watched her pull down his pants and underwear in an effort to reach his throbbing and extremely hard five inch cock.

‘That’s it baby! Suck it hard!’ Harry murmured to Hermione, as he felt her lips press up against his swollen member and engulf the tip of his cock. As Harry felt Hermione’s hot wet mouth begin to move up and down his throbbing shaft, a bug flew by his right ear and landed on top of Hermione’s head, unnoticed. Harry had no idea that the bug had landed on Hermione’s head as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of Hermione’s wet tongue wrapping around his shaft. Every so often, Harry felt Hermione pull off his cock for a few seconds to catch her breath, lick his balls and give his shaft a few quick rubs with one of her hands. ‘That feels so good Hermione’

Wanting to please Harry as much as possible, Hermione began taking more and more of Harry’s shaft into her mouth until the entire length was firmly lodge in her throat. Harry took the opportunity to grab both sides of her head and face-fuck her as fast and as hard as he could. Hermione began to gag due to the lack of oxygen, but Harry had no intention of letting up. Harry brutally used Hermione’s mouth like his personal fuck-hole, with his balls slapping against her chin for a good two minutes until his balls began to tighten up and the desire to release overpowered him.

Hermione gasped for air as Harry pulled his cock from her throat and began rubbing his shaft as hard and fast as possible, pointing the tip directly at Hermione’s face. Hermione dutifully looked right up at Harry’s sweating and exasperated face as he quickly approached his end.

‘God Hermione… I’m gonna cum!’ cried Harry, jacking himself off as Hermione stared up at the tip of his cock. In a moment of inspiration, Hermione took the initiative to use her little tongue to quickly flit over the tip of Harry’s throbbing cock. The sensation was overwhelming for Harry, and he grunted in satisfaction, ‘UNGHHHHHHH! UNGHHH’

Harry’s cock jerked just before unleashing a massive hot load of cum onto her waiting face. Weeks of frustration and stress, as well as the desire to have his way with Hermione, produced a sizeable amount of warm semen. Hermione tried to gobble down as much of his warm seed as possible, but Harry was making it hard for her, spreading his donation around as much as possible. By the time Harry finally finished, Hermione’s face was splattered.

As Harry admired his handiwork and pulled up his underwear and pants, he heard some footsteps in the distance and knew instantly that the other champions were on their way. ‘Scourgify’ whispered Harry, pointing his wand at Hermione and siphoning his remaining cum from her pretty face into thin air before ripping off the necklace he had given her, and returning her to her normal state of mind.

‘What just happened Harry?’ Hermione said, struggling to her feet looking queasy. She could feel a slimy and warm tasting substance at the back of her throat, but before she could postulate her current circumstances, Harry responded.

‘I don’t know Hermione… You just sort of collapsed’ Harry lied, concealing Ginny’s golden necklace, hoping that Hermione wouldn’t notice that it was missing from her neck. ‘Get out of here Hermione… You’re not supposed to be here and the other champions are on their way’ Harry urged her, pushing Hermione from the tent as the other champions approached.

‘Okay… Okay… Good luck Harry!’ Hermione said, as she was unceremoniously pushed from the tent. Harry wanted to say thanks for relieving the stress, but knew Hermione wouldn’t remember and wouldn’t be too pleased that she had been fooled into sucking his cock and receiving a warm load of his sticky cum.

The champions and judges entered soon after. The rules and task were then explained in short order to all the champions. Harry already knew he would have to get past a dragon, so instead of really paying attention, he decided to stare at the gorgeous Fleur Delacour, who was wearing the sluttiest clothes he had ever seen. Not only was her skirt extremely short, but she was wearing the skimpiest thong, and a top which barely covered her perfect tits. Clearly Fleur was hoping to stun the dragon with her amazing body and steal the egg without the dragon even noticing. Harry had trouble not wanting to root for Fleur to win the whole damn thing. Harry also noticed that the rest of the champions, as well as the most of the judges were also probably thinking the same thing as everyone stared at the part Veela beauty.

The First Task went very well for Harry and after completing it and receiving medical treatment from Madam Pomfrey, Harry was pleased to see Ron waiting there for him and hear his apologies. He apologized as well for fucking Ginny in front of him and before Hermione could sound her disgust, Ron started giving Harry a play-by-play recap of Fleur’s tactics. Apparently, she tried to put the dragon into a trance with her sexy Veela dance, but instead of lulling the dragon into a deep trance, she enraged it, causing it to breathe fire at her and burn off what clothes she had on. Even though Ron had already had his way with the sexy French temptress, Harry could tell that there was a little tent in his pants as he described every inch of Fleur’s perfect teen body. Hermione was disgusted by Ron’s loving description of Fleur’s body, and started to feel jealous as she noticed Ron’s cock slowly growing.

Harry noticed Hermione’s interest in Ron’s cock and wondered if the enchanted necklace had left any residual effect on Hermione’s usual icy demeanor. Knowing how much Ron wanted to fuck Hermione, and deciding that letting Ron have his way with her would help repair their fractured friendship, Harry whispered a plan to Ron as Hermione continued to stare at Ron’s bulge.

‘Good one Harry!’ Ron whispered back to him after listening to his well-conceived plan.

‘Hey Hermione! Why don’t you and Ron write Snuffles about how I did… I won’t be getting out of her anytime soon!’ Harry lied, winking at Ron as Hermione’s eyes remained glued on Ron’s fully-formed bulge. Hermione nodded her head in approval as Ron took her hand and led her through the crowd of champions, professors and judges. Ron didn’t even wait to hear Harry’s scores as he led Hermione out of the back entrance of the tent. Before he could start walking back to the school and to more privacy, Hermione stopped him by grabbing his hard cock through his pants.

‘Hermione! God you want it bad, don’t you?’ Ron said, shocked but pleased by Hermione’s advances. He would have liked a little more privacy then behind a tent full with professors and students, but if Hermione was willing to fuck him, he’d do her wherever she wanted.

‘Ohhh Ron… I want your cock in me so bad!’ Hermione purred, ripping off her skirt and top in the process and pulling down Ron’s pants seconds later. Ron removed Hermione’s bra and panties as she made out with him. In a few more seconds, they were both completely naked and kissing each other with ferocity.

‘God Hermione! You’re so hot!’ moaned Ron into Hermione’s mouth as her hand moved down to his shaft and began to rub his six inch cock. Ron could hear the people inside the tent, but instead of worrying about it, he started to rub Hermione’s small but firm breasts and squeeze her perfectly shaped ass. They both moaned in pleasure as they continued to feeling each other up for the next couple of minutes.

‘I need you inside me, NOW! Hermione whispered into Ron’s ear, just before he threw her down onto the soft grass, moving over top of her seconds later. Ron and Hermione didn’t even notice Harry peeking through a small hole in the tent as Ron positioned the tip of his cock at the entrance of Hermione’s pink slit. Ron didn’t even hesitate as he drove three inches of his shaft into her tight opening, causing both to groan in pain and pleasure. Although Hermione had been being fucked constantly in the past few days, her hot teen pussy was as tight as ever, as Ron’s cock delved into her well-used cunny.

‘FUCK… You’re tight!’ groaned Ron, as the last couple of inches disappeared into Hermione’s trimmed pussy.

‘I love when you talk dirty’ moaned an extremely turned on Hermione, who loved the sensation of having a cock fill her again. Ron leaned down and began to kiss her as his hips began moving up and down, impaling her with his six inches in a steady rhythm.

Harry watched with interest from a hole in the tent, as he remained relatively unnoticed by anyone else in the tent. Both Krum and Cedric were standing near Fleur, helping to rub some burn lotion on her delicate and naked body, with the rest of the judges and professors enjoying the show. Fleur obviously had no problem with showing off her great body or letting any of the other champions rub lotion on her. Harry had a hard time choosing who to watch, but because it looked like Ron and Hermione were getting on fine without him, Harry decided it was best to help spread some lotion on the injured Fleur. It was the right thing to do; Harry knew that if he had been burnt, he would have wanted Fleur to rub him down with some soothing lotion.

As Harry made his way over to Fleur to help ease her pain, Ron and Hermione were moving at a blistering speed. Ron’s cock was moving like a piston in and out of Hermione’s tight pink pussy, with both of them moaning and groaning in heavenly passion. In a move of inspiration, Ron flipped Hermione on top of him as he rolled onto his back, letting Hermione take control of the rhythm and speed. Hermione was more than willing to ride Ron’s throbbing cock, as he took a little breather. He had been drilling Hermione unmercifully for nearly ten minutes and was exhausted when Hermione took over.

‘Keep fucking me Ron!’ moaned Hermione, as she leaned over and kissed him again. Ron was exhausted, but upon hearing Hermione talk like a slutty whore, his stamina picked up and he got his second wind. Ron grabbed hold of her juicy ass and began to thrust up into her as she bounced up and down on his lap with unbridled force. Hermione’s entire body jiggled as Ron began to pound up into her with more and more force until Hermione finally exploded into orgasm.

‘AHHHH!’ moaned Hermione, as Ron’s cock was driven up completely into her. She arched her back, grabbed her small breasts, moaned in pleasure and collapsed on top of Ron in exhaustion. She began to kiss Ron passionately while she let him finish up. The lubrication of Hermione’s juices now running down his shaft and balls allowed Ron to pick up his pace and pant in anticipation of release.

‘Not inside me Ron… I want it on my face!’ groaned an exhausted Hermione, noticing Ron’s reddening face and frantic humping. In truth, she didn’t want another wad of potent seed injected into her fertile womb. It wasn’t so much that she wouldn’t want a little Weasley bun in her oven; it was because she didn’t want to ask for another pregnancy potion from Madam Pomfrey.

‘UNGHHHHHHHH! Unghhh! UNGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!’ grunted Ron, as Hermione sighed with disapproval. She quickly felt Ron’s long thick stands of hot cum paint her insides. As his cum spurted up into her vulnerable teen womb, Hermione went through a second orgasm, just from the feeling of Ron’s warm seed fill her pussy full.

‘Ron… Unghhhh… Not inside…. Unghhhh… It’s so hot!’ moaned Hermione, as the sensation of Ron’s hot cum filling her pussy full, overpowered her displeasure of potentially being impregnated.

‘Sorry Hermione…’ panted Ron, ‘I couldn’t help myself… You’re just so hot, I couldn’t pull out!’ lied Ron, who had fully intended to plant his seed as deep within Hermione as possible.

‘It’s okay Ron… You can cum inside me anytime you want’ sighed Hermione, as Ron’s orgasm finally subsided and she felt Ron’s hot seed run down her leg and onto Ron. Hermione kissed Ron one more time before getting off of him and removing his softening cock from her cum-filled pussy. As Ron’s cock popped out of her, his cum began to ooze out and run down her long legs. Just as Ron admired his handiwork, both he and Hermione heard footsteps approaching the back exit of the tent.

‘FUCK! Run Hermione!’ Ron said, picking up his clothes, before he and Hermione ran off towards the castle buck naked, with smiles plastered on their faces.

As Harry finished rubbing down the beautiful Fleur Delacour with Victor Krum and Cedric Diggory, Ron and Hermione had put their clothes back on had and made it up to the hospital wing, where they stole a pregnancy potion and left without being noticed. Madam Pomfrey was still down at the First Task helping to heal the champions as Hermione gulped down the entire vial of pregnancy potion before following an extremely satisfied Ron back to the Gryffindor common room to help plan a surprise party for Harry.

 

again, fucking hot.

 

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires

Chapter Eighteen – The Party​

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mff, mff, ncon, x-mast, grope, hp, magic, spank

The First Task was over for Harry and the other champions, with all of them getting through the event, relatively unscathed. Fleur received a few burns, but Harry, Cedric and Krum were kind enough to give her a soothing lotion rubdown to treat her. Harry had had his way with Hermione; using an enchanted necklace, he had been able to lower Hermione’s inhibitions and make her suck his cock. Not only that, but Ron had apologized for the way he had been acting towards Harry after the task and as a reward, Harry had been kind enough to lend over the still sexually uninhibited Hermione to Ron, so he could get his rocks off as well. Ron had fucked Hermione silly for nearly twenty minutes before depositing a massive quantity of cum, deep inside the teen witch’s vulnerable womb. Luckily for Hermione, she was able to steal another vial of pregnancy potion and avoid any possible pregnancy. After that, she and Ron decided to run up to GryffindorTower and set up a little party for Harry, with the help of Seamus, Dean, Fred and George.

‘Ron… Stop it!’ Hermione said to Ron, slightly embarrassed, after Ron squeezed her ass for what was like the tenth time while they set up for the party. Hermione knew what she had done with Ron and knew it had felt really good, but she couldn’t help but feel both ashamed and embarrassed. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Ron, it was just she would have never normally even considered having sex with him.

‘What Hermione? Now you don’t want it!’ Ron said in a scathing tone, not understanding why Hermione was so resistant all of a sudden. A short time ago she was riding his cock like a horny schoolgirl, even telling him she would let him cum in her anytime he wanted. Now she was spurning every single one of his advances. More and more, Ron was beginning to think that Harry had somehow bewitched Hermione for him. Not wanting to piss her off anymore, or ruin Harry’s party, Ron dropped it for the time being.

Slowly, the rest of the Gryffindor students returned to the common room, and waited for their victorious champion to return. As Hermione looked around at the excited Gryffindors, she could tell that a number of the girls had dressed into more party-oriented clothing. Lavender Brown and Pavarti Patil for instance, were wearing tight, short dresses, emphasizing their breasts and asses. Hermione was a little jealous of the attention they were getting, but decided that it was best not to attract anymore for herself; she had been slutty enough in the last hour to last her for a good long while.

‘He’s coming... Be quiet!’ whispered one of the younger students, keeping guard near the portrait hole. Everyone got real quiet and waited for Harry to come through the portrait.

‘Ahhhh!’ Harry shouted as six hands shot out and pulled him into the common room. Harry was shocked to see that a huge party had been thrown for him, but was elated none the less after having nearly being eaten by a giant dragon. As he entered the room, he could tell they had gone all out for him, with posters, banners, food and drink. He could also tell there were a number of sexy female students, dressed in sexy dresses waiting for him. He knew the extra attention was due, more to his added celebrity status after finishing the task, then his natural good looks; but he really couldn’t care less.

‘Hi Harry!’ Lavender and Pavarti said to Harry seconds later, stealing away his attention with their tight fitting dresses. It was quite obvious to Harry that they had been saving their sexy outfits for Harry’s benefit, and he was greatly appreciating it as he gave both girls a once over. They giggled at his stunned reaction before Lavender said, ‘We thought you were really brave out there Harry!’

‘Yeah… Thanks… It wasn’t so bad…’ Harry lied, not trying to sound to full of himself. In reality however, he knew what he had done was extremely impressive, and couldn’t help but be pleased with himself. Harry tiredly went over the entire task with a number of admirers before the party eventually thinned out and people began to retreat to their respective rooms. Harry was ready to hit the hay as well, until Fred and George walked over to him.

‘Hey Harry… Great work there champion’ Fred joked as George fumbled around with something in his pocket. ‘We’ve got a little present for you… A congratulations if you will’ he continued as George handed him a small perfume bottle.

‘What’s this then?’ Harry replied, wondering what new and interesting product the twins had come up with next. He turned the bottle around to see that the label was completely blank, with no markers at all.

‘Draco Malfoy is a prat!’ George said, tapping the bottle with his wand and answering the question Harry was about to pose. All of a sudden, the label was transformed from a blank one, to a colorful and interesting one. It had the Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes name printed in bold colorful letters and a small description of what the bottle contained. The perfume was evidently called, “Essence of Love” and the label read:

A wonderful and fragrant concoction for the love a young man’s life. Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes is proud to present a potent and intoxicating perfume, able to create an immediate and powerful attraction between two people. Simply drop a single hair into the perfume before spraying it on the girl of your dreams. The reaction will be immediate and sexually bond the wearer to the giver for several long lustful hours! Warning! One spray will intoxicate the wearer and sexually stimulate them for hours and hours! There is no antidote to the perfume until its effects wear off!

Seconds after Harry read the description, it quickly disappeared, leaving the label blank and innocent looking again.

‘Huh!’ Harry said, both impressed and a little suspicious to where the twins came up with such a great idea.

‘A simple thanks will do Harry’ Fred joked, patting Harry on the shoulder.

‘Yeah… Sorry… Thanks!’ Harry sputtered, turning the bottle over again and again in his hands.

‘Now… Have a little fun… As long as it’s not with our sister!’ George laughed, pointing over at Lavender and Pavarti, as he joked.

‘No promises!’ Harry joked back. The twins laughed and left to their room, leaving Harry in a near empty common room. Harry didn’t tell Fred or George, but he fully intended to use the perfume on Ginny eventually. Harry plucked a hair from his head, opened the bottle of the perfume in short order, and dropped it in, where it sizzled slightly.

Harry looked around at the empty common room, seeing only Ron, Hermione, Pavarti and Lavender still waiting around. Harry could tell Ron was trying to pick up Hermione, but with little luck as Hermione walked away from Ron seconds later and ran up to the girls dormitories. As Ron followed suit seconds later, Harry, in a moment of horniness, walked over to where Pavarti and Lavender were sitting, took out the bottle and sprayed some at Pavarti, who had her back turned to him. The perfume came out far mistier then Harry thought it would, and as it drifted towards Pavarti, it expanded and instead of just falling on Pavarti, some of it fell on Lavender as well.

‘OOPS’ Harry whispered to himself, as both Pavarti and Lavender stopped talking in mid-sentence. They turned around to look at Harry and with their eyes misted over, got up, walked over to him and started to tear off his clothes. Harry was too shocked to say anything; he wasn’t quite prepared for how quickly and how well the perfume had worked. Harry had obviously fantasized about being pleasure by two girls at once, but never had he been presented with such an amazing opportunity. The girls had removed all of his clothes in mere seconds and as they both got onto their knees, Harry was in bliss. He closed his eyes and stood there; buck naked and enjoying life to its fullest extent as Pavarti and Lavender began massaging his balls and rubbing his cock to full hardness. It didn’t take long either; even with recently dropping a load on Hermione’s face, Harry was able to reach maximum hardness within a few minutes. He was sort of glad he had blown his load recently; this way he would be able to last and enjoy his little threesome for far longer.

‘Mmmm… Harry… Your cock tastes sooooo gooooood!’ moaned Pavarti, as she began sucking on Harry’s tip. Lavender moaned in approval, as her tongue explored Harry’s balls.

Harry murmured in agreement; unable to form coherent sentences with two sexy teen girls sucking and licking his shaft and balls. Lavender stopped licking his balls just long enough for her to stand up and give Harry a long hard kiss before getting back on her knees and rejoining her sexy friend.

Harry, enjoying himself so immensely, almost forgot about helping his two special friends with taking off their clothes. He quickly reached down and tried to pull off Pavarti’s tight dress but had little luck. As her head bobbed back and forth over his cock, he tugged and tugged at the annoying dress, but it just wouldn’t budge.

‘Fuck Harry… Just rip it off me!’ moaned Pavarti, as she lifted her head from his cock for a few seconds. Harry followed Pavarti’s instructions in quick order, tearing her expensive little dress off without hesitation. Harry was pleasantly surprised to see that Pavarti’s tanned brown skin made her body look all the more appealing, as he got a great look at her small but firm teen tits, her nice ass and her trimmed pussy. Her black pubic hair was trimmed into a tiny triangle over her pussy and as Harry bent over and gave her ass a quick squeeze and slap, he could see Lavender looking slightly jealous. Harry amended that by turning his attention over to her and taking hold of her dress like he had done with Pavarti. And just like with Pavarti, he tore the dress right off of her and exposed her beautiful body. Lavender had very fair skin, slightly reddish-brown hair and a beautiful well-developed set of tits, capped off with tiny pink nipples. Lavender’s pussy was completely shaved and her ass a little juicier than Pavarti, but all and all, Harry was mightily impressed.

‘Okay… Let’s fuck!’ Pavarti said before Harry could take in the complete beauty he saw before him. Harry was glad to receive a small break from the intense cock sucking he was getting in order to recuperate a little before the main course. Pavarti moved over to one of the longer couches and laid down on her back, waiting patiently for Harry to follow and slam his cock into her waiting pussy. Harry needed little encouragement as Harry was led by Lavender over to Pavarti and guided on top of Pavarti, where he took hold of his hard five inch cock and placed it into Pavarti’s wet pussy. Lavender watched with a smile on her face as Harry slowly eased himself into her best friend.

‘Mmmm… That looks good Pavarti’ Lavender cooed into Pavarti’s ear. Pavarti had a look of pain mixed with pleasure on her face, as Harry inched more and more of his cock into her until he was completely submerged.

‘Ahhh… That’s much better… I love being filled by cock!’ groaned Pavarti, clearly happy about having Harry Potter’s cock stuffed in her tight teen pussy. Lavender, not wanting to be left out any longer; got up onto the couch as well and sat directly onto Pavarti’s face. Harry could just make out Pavarti’s tongue moving in and out of Lavender’s bald little pussy. Seconds later Lavender laid down on Pavarti and used her tongue to lick both Pavarti’s pussy and his cock as he rammed it into her back and forth. It felt great to have Lavender’s long wet tongue add to the pleasure of fucking Pavarti’s tight hole. With every thrust, Lavender provided more and more lubrication for Harry’s cock and as the minutes passed, it got easier and easier to slide his shaft in and out of Pavarti’s love tunnel.

‘YESSSS!’ groaned Pavarti, a minute later, as she went through a powerful orgasm. A small trickle of her juices started to run out of her pussy, as Harry continued to fuck her. Lavender took the opportunity to lick up the excess juices, running her tongue along Pavarti’s inner thigh and Harry’s shaft.

‘My Turn Pavarti!’ whined a horny Lavender. Instead of switching spots however, she turned around so she was laying directly on top of Pavarti, looking directly into her eyes. Now Harry was looking down at two gorgeous pussies, with a choice of fucking either one of them. Harry decided it would be best for Lavender to have a turn, seeing that he had just given Pavarti a nice orgasm. Harry slowly pulled out of Pavarti and placed the tip of his cock into Lavender’s quivering pussy. Lavender was just as tight as Pavarti, but because his cock was doused in Pavarti’s warm juices, it was far easier to ram his entire five inches into her hole.

‘God… Your cock does feel good Harry!’ Lavender responded to Harry’s slow thrusting. Pavarti and Lavender began to make out as Harry picked up his pace and started thrusting into Lavender with more and more force, until he could here her squealing in pleasure. Pavarti had warmed her up fairly well by eating out her pussy, making it easy for Harry to push Lavender over the edge and into an orgasm in only minutes.

‘Ooooooohhhhh’ moaned Lavender into Pavarti’s mouth, as Harry continued to thrust into her. He could feel her juices run down his cock as he continued to thrust into her. He was reaching his end as well, but before he did, he decided to try something different. Harry pulled his cock out of Lavender and placed it back into Pavarti, and with each thrust, he switched between the two pussies until his shaft began to throb.

‘I’m fucking cumming! UNGHHHHH… UNGHHHHH!’ grunted Harry, pulling out of Lavender in the nick of time and blasting a warm serving of gooey cum all over both Lavender and Pavarti’s wet pussies. Both girls moaned in satisfaction as they felt Harry’s hot sticky cum plaster their satisfied love tunnels. Harry fired off five thick loads before stopping and proceeded to watch it drip down both girls’ cunts and down their thighs.

‘Wow… That was great!’ groaned Harry, standing up, tired and covered in sweat. Both Pavarti and Lavender didn’t answer; they were exhausted and holding each other in a tight embrace. Apparently Harry had worn them out and they had fallen asleep, both with smiles on their face. Harry thought about cleaning up the girls and maybe throwing a blanket over them, but decided instead to go and get his magical camera from his trunk and take a few pictures of the gorgeous cumsluts.

‘Great memories!’ Harry said to himself as he ran back downstairs and took a few great pictures of Lavender and Pavarti holding each other, with their pussies dripping with Harry’s cooling seed. The day had been a long one for Harry, and as he carried his camera and the golden egg he had won in the First Task back to his room, he thought that all and all; the day had been a good one.

‘Harry… What’s going on?’ Ron said all of a sudden to Harry, as he re-entered their room. Harry couldn’t make out Ron, so he lit a candle and walked over to his bed. Harry then proceeded to show Ron the moving magical pictures he had taken. Ron was deeply impressed by Harry’s conquest and decided that he needed to take a look for himself before he went to bed. As Ron ran downstairs to the common room to take a good look at the two sluts, Harry walked over to his bed and fell asleep.

‘Lucky Bastard! Ron said to himself, as he walked up to the sleeping Lavender and Pavarti, whose pussies were caked over with Harry’s cum. Ron couldn’t help but get hard at the sight of them, lying there naked and comforting each other while they slept. Ron instinctively pulled his cock out of his pajamas and began to rub it, slapping it against both of their faces for fun. After about five minutes of rubbing, Ron finally groaned and released a torrent of sticky cum all over the two girls’ faces. Ron unleashed six long strings of his warm seed all over Pavarti and Lavender’s faces, not even waking them, before pulling his pajamas back up and running back up the stairs to his own bed.

‘Now I can fall asleep’ Ron sighed to himself, as he pulled his bedcovers up and fell asleep immediately.

 

Different than what I would normally read, but really well done!

 

personally, i dont care if hes the true author or not, this is just too good. keep 'em coming!

 

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Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires

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Chapter Nineteen – The Yule Ball​

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mf, mmff, cream pie, exhib, hp, magic, mc, spank, voy

The party following the completion of the First Task was a very successful and enjoyable one, especially for Harry, who was fortunate enough to fuck two of the hottest Gryffindor House girls after the party had ended. Lavender Brown and Pavarti Patil had been magically tricked into having sex with the young Triwizard Champion, and although they had been done magically, they had enjoyed themselves nonetheless. Ron had followed suit minutes later, by sneaking down to where Lavender and Pavarti were sleeping and blowing a hot load of cum all over their pretty faces. Harry had documented the experience with his magical camera, deciding that some memories were worth recording.

The weeks following the First Task were much more enjoyable then the weeks which had preceded it, and as Harry prepared for the coming Christmas Holidays and the Yule Ball, he was finding it difficult to secure a date. He had tried asking Cho, but she had already accepted Cedric Diggory’s invitation. Ron, on the other hand, had foolishly tried asking the gorgeous Fleur Delacour, but was turned down with a laugh. Hermione and Ginny already had dates as well; Hermione was apparently going with a mystery date, while Ginny had accepted an invitation from Neville. The Yule Ball approached quickly, and Harry and Ron were growing exceedingly concerned about their chances of securing a proper date. Harry had even tried asking Pavarti, thinking that she kind of owed him one for the amazing night he had given her and her friend. After Pavarti seemed resistant to the idea, Harry pulled out a few of the pictures he had taken of Pavarti and Lavender, with their pussies drenched with his cum. Harry threatened to take the pictures to Dumbledore or send them to her parents if she didn’t accept his invitation. The blackmailing worked and Pavarti consented to go with Harry and set up her twin sister, Padma to go with Ron. Ron was eternally grateful to Harry, and as the day quickly approached, everybody began talking about the magical event.

The Yule ball took place on Christmas day, beginning at 8 pm and ending at 12 am. Instead of trying to figure out the golden egg, and therefore decipher what the Second Task would entail, Harry had used the days leading up to the Yule Ball to look up more useful spells and potions in the Spellbook of Desires. He was dead set on getting some pussy during or after the Yule Ball, and if he couldn’t get that pussy by himself, the Spellbook of Desires would suffice. He was able to find a very powerful potion; one which he would have to consume to use.

The potion description read:
Animal magnetism is a rare and often underrated gift; this potion, upon drinking, effectively makes the drinker the object of every woman’s desires. The opposite sex is invariably sexually drawn to the consumer of the potion for a single hour. The potion releases a mass of pheromones into the vicinity of the drinker, forcing any member of the opposite sex who is in the nearby area to take an instant sexual notice. Warning! This potion is extremely powerful; any member of the opposite sex within ten feet of the drinker will be directly affected until they are out of the ten foot perimeter.

Harry was sure that this potion would give him the edge needed to get whatever pussy he wanted at the Yule Ball. He graciously made two batches of the potion; one for himself and one for his good friend Ron. The plan would be to use the potion at some point during the ball, enticing a couple of pretty young things to take notice of the horny boys.

‘Thanks Harry! This stuff looks awesome’ replied Ron, after Harry gave him a small vial of the animal magnetism potion. The potion was a glowing gold in color and looked delicious. ‘Wait… How did you make this…? I thought someone stole the Spellbook of Desires’

‘They did, but I stole it back from your profiteering assholes of brothers, Fred and George’ replied Harry, hoping that Ron wouldn’t be too pissed. He had used the book to fuck Ginny and have Hermione suck him off when they had been fighting. Now that they were friends again, he felt it only fair to tell Ron the truth about the book. ‘Are you mad?’

‘No, I guess not… As long as you let me use it too’ Ron offered, smiling as he did so. Harry laughed and nodded; knowing full well that he and Ron would be having plenty of fun with the book in the months to come.

‘Who are we going to use this stuff on?’ Ron asked, turning the small vial over in his hands. Ron already knew who he was going to be getting close to after using the potion. His recent foray with Hermione had told him that only one time was definitely not enough when fucking a goddess like Hermione.

‘Whoever we want!’ laughed Harry, thinking about only one girl in the process. Harry had fucked Ginny twice since the year had begun, and he was already antsy to have a third round with her. He wouldn’t tell Ron this, especially after embarrassing him by fucking and cumming on his sister only weeks earlier, but Ron didn’t have to know what Harry had planned for young Ginny. ‘Here… Take this too’ Harry said, handing Ron a small vial of potion.

‘What’s this for?’ questioned Ron, putting the smaller vial in his pocket while he did so.

‘It’s an extra precaution. I brewed a simple pregnancy potion I found in the book. It’s way easier to brew then the usual kind’ Harry said, knowing full well that he intended to spurt his seed as deep in Ginny as possible. Harry also knew Ron wouldn’t want to be a daddy at age fifteen when he inevitably came inside his intended target.

‘Good thinking… We don’t need any more little redheads running around!’ laughed Ron in response. Ron had no idea how true his statement was as Harry smiled to himself.

The night of the Yule Ball came in a rush, and as Ron and Harry walked down to the ball with their dates, Padma and Pavarti, they each carried a vial of the wondrous potion Harry had concocted earlier in the week. Harry had told Ron not to drink the potion until later on, when there were fewer people and girls around; they didn’t want to draw any undue attention to themselves. A mass of girls running up to them to fuck them, would obviously give away their amazing book of sexual spells and potions. Harry suggested cornering their intended targets somewhere private, before drinking the potion and infatuating them with their animal magnetism.

‘Is that Hermione…? With Krum?’ said Ron, as he and Harry walked with their dates into the ball. She was walking hand in hand with Victor Krum, looking astonishingly beautiful. Ron swore, and walked off without even looking back at Padma Patil.

As the night progressed, Harry and Ron took a walk out into the grounds to see the decorations and to prepare themselves for using the potion. As they walked around, they were pleased to see Roger Davies and Fleur Delacour going at it near a large bush. Apparently, the two lovers believed that they were completely concealed, and hidden from prying eyes. Fleur was again wearing the sluttiest dress possible again; she was showing so much skin, it almost looked as if she wasn’t wearing a dress at all. Harry and Ron watched, as Fleur started to pull off Roger Davies’s dress robes and underwear; leaving him completely naked. Fleur then pulled one tiny string on her dress and the whole thing came falling off to the ground. Roger Davies nearly fainted at the sight of her gorgeous and perfect body. Roger was already sporting a massive erection, but the sight of Fleur naked, made it grew another inch. Harry and Ron hid behind the bush and watched as Fleur got onto her knees and began sucking off Roger.

‘Uhhhhhhhhh…” moaned Roger, clearly enjoying Fleur’s hot wet mouth on his six inch member. Fleur worked his cock like a pro; using her tongue to slide up and down his shaft, while using her dainty little fingers to play with his tightening balls.

‘You like zis… Don’t you?’ moaned Fleur into Roger’s cock, as she continued to suck him off. Harry and Ron were both hard as diamonds at watching Fleur act like such a little slut. Ron had already tapped her ass, but he could tell he’d been missing out on the real deal. Roger was in heaven for the next five minutes while Fleur went to town on his throbbing cock. Just before he was ready to blow his load down Fleur’s throat; she pulled off and got onto her back. ‘Now you eat me!’ moaned Fleur, as she spread her legs and got ready for Roger Davies to eat out her pussy. Roger clearly wanted to cum, but dutifully got onto his knees to lick Fleur’s tasty looking pussy. If he did what she wanted, he was sure she’d let him fuck her.

Ron and Harry watched in fascination as Roger Davies began to delve his long tongue in and out of Fleur’s trimmed pussy. As Ron and Harry took a closer look, they were pleased to see that Fleur’s pubic hair was trimmed in the shape of a small ‘V’.

‘Ahhhhh… Bonnnnnn!’ groaned Fleur quietly, as Roger jammed his tongue as deep into her pussy and she went through an orgasm. Her juices rolled through her pussy and were quickly lapped up by Roger. ‘Now you can fuck me!’

Roger needed little more encouragement as he quickly slid forward and got on top of Fleur. He slid his six inches into without any resistance at all, forcing almost his entire shaft into her in a single thrust. Fleur’s eyes shot wide open in pain; even though she was a complete whore, her pussy had always been extremely tight. The forcing of six inches into her tight teenage pussy was almost too much for her to bear.

‘Ahhhh!’ she groaned in pain. Roger paid little attention to her discomfort and rammed his shaft into her harder and faster, trying to reach the ultimate goal of release as soon as he could. The factor of romance seemed to play very little in Roger’s furious thrusting; all he wanted was to blow his load. Besides, fucking behind a bush on the dirty ground wasn’t very romantic to begin with.

‘He’s gonna cum in her’ whispered Ron into Harry’s ear, as Roger Davies began to thrust wildly and pant in anticipation.

‘Not inside… Zat iz not acceptable!’ groaned a pained Fleur, as Roger looked at her with a strange and wild look in his eyes.

‘UNGHHH…UNGHHHH!’ grunted Roger, jetting massive amounts of his potent seed into Fleur’s vulnerable teen pussy. He groaned in pleasure as his seed flooded her womb and potentially impregnated her. Streams of his cum poured into her for ten twenty long seconds before he collapsed on top of her, apparently unconscious.

‘Azz-hole!’ complained Fleur, pushing Roger off of her, pulling his deflated shaft from her cum-filled pussy in the process. Harry and Ron watched in pleasure as Roger’s cum poured from her gaping pussy and pooled onto the grass. All of a sudden however, she stood up, picked up her wand, and made a few complicated wand movements. A small vial appeared out of thin air, like the pregnancy potion Harry had brewed. Fleur uncorked it and drank it seconds later, ‘No baby for me!’ sighed Fleur, apparently avoiding any possible pregnancy.

‘That was great... What a whore!’ laughed Ron, as he and Harry walked away with smiles on their faces. The rest of the night they snooped around the rest of the grounds, listening into other conversations, like one with Snape and Karkaroff and another with Madame Maxime and Hagrid.

Both Harry and Ron couldn’t wait any longer as midnight approached; they went back into the Great Hall to find their intended targets. Ron had no intention of using the amazing potion on Hermione; he was completely pissed off at her for being such a slutty whore and going to the ball with Krum and not him. Harry had intended to use his on Ginny, but was angry to see that Ginny had already left the Great Hall for her room. Apparently, Ginny had already left the ball because Neville had stomped all over her feet while dancing and she could barely stand afterwards.

‘I guess were going to have to go with Plan B’ Harry said to Ron, as they walked into the hall. Padma and her sister were sitting at a table alone when Harry and Ron saw them. Harry looked at Ron, nodded, and gulped down his bottle of potion along with his friend. As they got within ten feet of the twins, the girls both looked up, almost in surprise. Something had caught their attention, and as Harry and Ron stopped in front of them, the twins looked at each other and then back at Harry and Ron. Initially, Harry and Ron thought that the potion had not worked at all, but their misgivings were quickly laid aside when the twins stood up and gave Ron and Harry a long deep kiss.

‘This party stinks… why don’t we take our party somewhere else’ Pavarti said to the group, as she let go of Harry. Pavarti and Padma took Harry and Ron’s hands and guided them to a nearby broom closet. Harry and Ron’s cocks were already twitching at the thought of what the Patil twins had in store for them as they entered the small empty broom closet.

‘We just can’t take it any longer… We need you so bad!’ moaned Pavarti and Padma together, as they closed the door and began making out with the stunned Harry and Ron. They didn’t resist in the slightest as Pavarti and Padma began kissing them. The twins reached down and began fondling with both Harry and Ron’s cocks while the girls they made out with them. Both Padma and Pavarti were undeniably attracted to both Harry and Ron, but for purposes of satiating their obvious lust, Pavarti paired with Harry and Padma paired herself with Ron. Harry and Ron couldn’t care in the least; the twins were identical in appearance, and more importantly, smoking hot.

‘Mmmm… I know your cock tastes good Harry… I wonder how Ron’s taste… Why don’t you tell me Padma!’ Pavarti said, as she and her sister got onto their knees and began removing both Harry and Ron’s dress robes. Ron looked over at Harry with a big grin on his face as Padma began licking the tip of his hard six inch cock.

‘Mmmmm… It tastes really good Pavarti… Why don’t you try’ Padma murmured, offering Ron’s cock towards her sister like a snow cone. Pavarti, who had been suckling on Harry’s five inch knob, took it in her hand before enveloping three inches into her hot wet mouth to get a good taste.

‘It is good!’ mumbled Pavarti, who quickly returned to sucking on Harry’s shaft. The Patil twins continued to suck on Harry and Ron’s cocks for the next five minutes, until their horniness overcame them and they started removing their clothes for the incredibly turned on pair of boys.

‘Holy FUCK!’ groaned Ron, as Pavarti and Padma stripped out of their dresses and revealed identically gorgeous and tight tanned bodies. Ron started drooling as Padma walked around her sister and traced her hand across her body. Harry and Ron nearly passed out at Padma’s sexy and incestuous demeanor. Pavarti turned around to show Harry and Ron her perfect teen ass, bending over ever so slightly for Padma to smack her a few times for good measure.

‘SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!’ Padma spanked her sister like a naughty girl. ‘Well aren’t you going to fuck us!’ she said, rubbing her sister’s reddened ass with a devilish grin on her face.

‘Uh… Yeah… Yeah!’ mumbled Harry and Ron, stunned by how sexy and slutty the sisters were acting. Harry was the first to react, grabbing Pavarti’s round hips, slapping her reddened ass one more time and guiding the tip of his hard dick into her sopping wet pussy. Pavarti moaned in satisfaction as she felt Harry fill up her once again, bucking her hips backwards to slam more of him to her. Ron was the slower to act, and because of this, was unprepared for Padma, who leaped onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist in the process. She hugged him close while he regained his balance and used one of his hands to guide shaft towards her dripping wet opening. Padma buried her head into Ron’s shoulder as she felt Ron’s long thick cock penetrate her most sensitive area. She groaned in pleasure as she felt Ron thrusting up into her while holding her tightly.

‘God, I love having your cock in me again!’ moaned a very satisfied Pavarti after Harry’s entire five inches were completely submerged in her vice-like cunt. Harry leaned over Pavarti and took hold of her small firm breasts and twisted her tiny brown nipples. Pavarti moaned at Harry’s touch, thrusting her ass backwards even harder in the process.

Ron on the other hand, had moved Padma over to the wall and had pinned her against the wall for support. He was using the wall to help him slam his cock into her faster and faster until all that was visible was an orange blur of pubic hair moving back and forth into Padma. While Ron slammed his hips backwards and forwards with blistering speed, Padma had her head over Ron’s shoulder, with her eyes wide in shock and pleasure, both savoring the sensation of being used like a common fuck-doll and the sight of her sister, being unmercifully pounded into by Harry Potter.

All of a sudden, the door to the broom closet cracked open and Hermione, looking tired and upset, got a fool view of Ron thrusting wildly into Padma Patil.

‘RON!’ she screamed, running from the room and slamming the door behind her. Ron felt bad, but he quickly forgot all about it as Padma’s grip tightened and she began to pant.

‘Ahhhhhhhh… Unghhhh!’ groaned Padma and Pavarti together, as they both came at nearly the same time. Pavarti’s juices ran down her leg and onto the floor as Harry continued to slam into her from behind. Padma on the other hand, had grabbed Ron tightly as her pussy clamped down on his cock. Her pussy juices ran down his cock and balls and dripped to the floor, pooling underneath the pair.

‘I’m fixing to cum!’ moaned Harry, as he felt Pavarti’s tight pussy clamping down even harder on his swollen shaft.

‘Me too!’ groaned Ron in response, bucking his hips upwards with unbridled force.

‘UNGHHHH… UNGHHH… UNGHHHH!’ grunted Harry, reaching his climax first. Harry thrust his entire five inches as hard and as deep into Pavarti as possible, before painting her womb with a voluminous amount of hot sticky cum. Pavarti sighed in satisfaction, as Harry continued to stream several more sticky loads into her pussy.

‘It’s so hot!’ screamed Pavarti, loving the sensation of Harry filling her with his seed for the first time in her life.

‘UNGHHHH! UNGHHH!’ grunted Ron seconds later, thrusting his six inches as deep into Padma as possible, blowing a massive load of his semen, deep into her moments later. Padma’s eyes shot open in pleasure as her pussy milked Ron’s member for everything it had. Ron responded by spurting the remainder of his cum into Padma’s pregnable womb.

‘God… It is hot… It feels so good’ moaned Padma exhaustedly.

Harry, Ron, Pavarti and Padma all collapsed onto the broom closet floor, exhausted and definitely satisfied. Pavarti and Padma’s pussies dripped with Harry and Ron’s cum, as they pulled their deflated cocks from the girls’ cum-filled holes.

‘Here… Drink this!’ Harry and Ron said to Pavarti and Padma in unison, giving the pregnancy potions to the twins. Pavarti and Padma, so exhausted from the hard fucking they had just gotten, drank the potions down without complaint.

The twins fell asleep seconds later, an apparent side-effect from the pregnancy potion; designed to give the two impregnators time to escape without question. Harry and Ron got dressed and left the closet looking fairly disheveled. Luckily for them, it was past twelve and everybody had left the Great Hall. Ron wondered where Hermione was; he knew she was pissed, especially after catching him in the act. He was afraid she’d do something stupid to get back at him, and the only thing he could think that could be, was having sex with Quidditch superstar, Victor Krum. Ron decided not to dwell on the possibility and headed up to his comfy bed for a good nights sleep with his best friend, Harry Potter.

 

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Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires

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Chapter Twenty – Malfoy’s Hogwarts Escort Service​

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author.

Story Codes: mmf, cream pie, grope, magic, preg, spank, unif

The Yule Ball had been a wild success for Harry Potter and Ron Weasley; they had used the animal magnetism potion Harry had concocted from the Spellbook of Desires to great effect. They hadn’t been able to seduce the girls they had planned on, but fucking Pavarti and Padma Patil was an acceptable substitute. Harry and Ron had pumped the twins full of their hot sticky cum and had left them naked and unconscious in a broom closet. Unfortunately for Ron; Hermione had walked into the broom closet, just as Ron was slamming his full six inches into Padma Patil’s clutching teen pussy. Hermione had run from the room, disgusted and furious at Ron, running back to Gryffindor tower in tears. Ginny Weasley on the other hand, had left the ball early; her apparent reason was sore feet, from her date, Neville, stomping all over them while dancing.

The Christmas holidays passed, with Hermione eventually forgiving Ron for his indiscretion and sexual proclivities with Padma Patil. The first day of term began with quite an unpleasant shock; Rita Skeeter had written a scathing article about Hagrid. Everyone learned about the unpleasant editorial when Draco Malfoy stood up in the Great Hall and announced it to the whole school. Hermione, so angry at Malfoy for everything he had done to her and his less than sensitive treatment of Hagrid’s unfair portrayal, decided to jinx the insensitive prick when he began reading the article out loud.

Hermione fired off a jelly-legs jinx at Malfoy, and as he stood on the table reciting the article to everybody in the Great Hall, his legs turned to jelly and he began to wobble back and forth until he tripped, fell and landed in a bowl of jam.

‘Ha ha ha ha ha’ everybody laughed as Malfoy’s legs jiggled out of control. He continued to flop around for a more few seconds before Pansy cast the counter-spell on him and he finally stopped moving.

‘BITCH!’ screamed Pansy, furious at Hermione for turning her boyfriend into a laughing stock. Nobody really heard her though, due largely to the chorus of laughter following Malfoy out of the Great Hall. Malfoy ran from the hall looking embarrassed and swearing revenge on Hermione for making him look like a fool in front of the whole school. Pansy followed shortly after, screaming in anger and cursing everyone who got in her way.

‘Don’t worry Draco… We’ll get her back!’ Pansy comforted Malfoy, as he said the password and entered the Slytherin common room.

‘Oh… I know I will… That bitch just took it too far this time’ Malfoy responded, pulling off his clothes, as he ran up the stairs to his bedroom. Pansy looked hopeful as she followed him into his room; not only because she liked the idea of getting back at Hermione, but because Pansy was hopeful that Malfoy was getting naked for another more pleasurable reason. Unfortunately, by the time she entered his room, he was already pulling on new and clean clothes.

‘Aww!’ Pansy whispered to herself as Malfoy pulled out several large parchments with his messy writing covering almost every inch of them. ‘You’re going get back at her by fucking the Mudblood again!’ roared and angry Pansy, as Malfoy sifted through the parchments.

‘No!’ responded a very self-involved Malfoy. ‘Ha! There we go… A perfect way to get back at her and make some gold in the process!’

‘What?’ Pansy said, confused. Malfoy quickly told her how he had once set Hermione up with Krum to gain favor with the Quidditch star. That’s what had given him the idea to use this escort service to get back at those he despised and make some gold to line his pockets. The page with the appropriate spells and charms was filled with complicated and difficult spells, but it truly was the only real way to have his revenge. If it worked right, he’d be able to use it not just on Hermione, but any girl he thought deserved it. ‘That looks like a lot of work Draco… Are you sure we can pull it off without getting caught’

‘A few stunning spells when they’re all alone, and there will be nothing stopping us. Are only problem will be finding a sack large enough to fit all the Galleons we’ll be raking in’ Malfoy responded, laughing at his good fortune. He had intended to simply jinx or embarrass Hermione again, but after finding such a good and profitable plan, he knew he had just found the perfect revenge.

‘How do you know it’ll even work Draco…? It may just all be a waste of time’ Pansy responded, looking apprehensive.

‘I know it will work… If you don’t want to help, you can leave!’ Malfoy replied, looking angry and upset that his usually loyal minion failed to see the brilliance of his plan. Pansy left with her head bowed and a look of betrayal in her eyes. Malfoy didn’t really care; she was just another piece of pussy to him. She had made a good point though; he did need to test it out before trying to enact it on a large scale and on popular students.

The basic description of the spell and its outlay read:
A number of spells and enchantments, which if cast correctly, will render a wealth of Galleons. The first step is to alter a Galleon with a Protean Charm. The second step is to enchant the coin with the spell ‘Imperio Prostitutus’, and then brand the intended victim with it on their lower back. After this, the caster only needs to press on the coin which branded the victim and issue orders through it. Warning! Once a command is given, the controlled person will follow the command until it is completed. Commands must be phrased correctly, or the controlled person will continue to blindly obey the unachievable for all time!

Malfoy knew that a Protean Charm was a Newt Level piece of magic, and branding Hermione or any other girl with an altered Galleon would be no easy task. It took a good week of studying with trial and error to finally perfect his ability to cast an effective Protean Charm. It turned out that the Imperio Prostitutus spell was a variation of the Imperius spell, but instead of just simple control of a person, it turned them into a sexually experienced and deviant slut.

After perfecting his spell work, he altered a Galleon with the Protean Charm, and changed its appearance slightly. Malfoy intended to test out his devilish plan, not on Hermione, but on a less high-profile target, Pansy Parkinson. Pansy had pissed Malfoy off and he could think of no better way to test out his complex plan than to do it in a private setting under controllable conditions.

Malfoy cleared out his room of his friends and asked Pansy to come up and see him. Pansy thought that Malfoy was finally going to apologize to her, but as soon as she entered his room, all she saw was a flash of red light.

Malfoy acted quickly after stunning Pansy; he started by casting the spell ‘Imperio Prostitutus’ on the coin, per instruction from the Spellbook of Desires. He then lifted her small skirt over her luscious ass, revealing no underwear at all. He smirked to himself as he gave her ass a good squeeze and slap before he pressed the coin against the small of her back. It almost looked like the coin was burning her skin as Malfoy held the coin still. When he removed it after a few seconds, he was pleased to see the imprint was a perfect replica of the coin he now held in his hand. The imprint looked like a tattoo, and just like the altered coin, it was circular with weird writing around its edges and two large letter Ps in the center.

The imprint quickly faded and disappeared, ‘Perfect’ he said to himself, pulling Pansy’s skirt down again and dragging her out of his room and back to her own. Malfoy would test the coin’s power after Pansy woke up by herself and when she least expected it.

Pansy woke up feeling confused and disoriented. She knew she had gone to Mafloy’s room and had walked in, but she just couldn’t recall what happened after that. Shrugging it off, she left her room for the Great Hall and some much needed lunch. Malfoy followed her under the invisibility cloak with the altered coin in his pocket. He followed her into the Great Hall and watched her sit down. Very silently, he took the coin from his pocket, pressed it tightly and quietly told Pansy to stand up. Pansy immediately stood up, almost as if she was in some kind of a trance. A second later, Pansy realized what she had done and sat down again, slightly confused. The page had said that the enchanted person would only remain under the control of coin until the orders that had been given were completed. Satisfied with the first test, Malfoy decided to take it one step further.

‘Stand up and take off all your clothes’ Malfoy said to the coin, pressing it as he did so. Pansy stood up again and started tearing off all her clothes in front of everybody in the hall. There were no professors and only a few students in the hall, but everybody who was there, was shocked to see Pansy Parkinson stripping off all her clothes

‘WOW! What the fuck are you doing Pansy?’ stuttered one of the older Slytherin students, as Pansy tore off the last of her clothing. Before Pansy could regain her own frame of mind, Malfoy gave her another order.

‘Bend over; slap your ass and say, ‘only twenty Galleons for a piece of this!’ Then walk back to the common room’ Malfoy commanded into the coin. Pansy did exactly as she was instructed and left the hall still naked with two Slytherin boys following her. ‘Easy money!’ Malfoy said to himself, as he followed the threesome back to the common room. As Pansy made it to the secret entrance, Malfoy spoke into the coin again, ‘Make the two boys pay you twenty Galleons each, then suck, fuck and do whatever they want until they blow their loads. After that, bring their gold to my room right away!’

As the two Slytherins pawed at Pansy’s naked tantalizing ass, she walked into the common room and led the boys to her room. She made them pay her twenty Galleons each before she closed the door to her room for some much needed privacy. Malfoy walked to his room and waited for his little prostitute to return with a sack full of Galleons. As Malfoy lay, dreaming about how he would enslave his next victim, Pansy was already making her move on the two Slytherin boys.

‘So you boys ready to have your way with me!’ Pansy said sexily, rubbing her slightly reddened ass back at the two stunned sixth years. Pansy’s only frame of thought was to get the two boys to blow their wad as soon as possible and bring their gold back to her master. The Imperio Prostitutus spell now branded into her skin, created an innate sexual desire to sate both her and her lovers sexual needs.

The two lucky boys were both around six feet tall and were clearly pleased at what they were looking at. They didn’t even have to move as Pansy crept to her knees and crawled over to their growing bulges. They stood still as Pansy slowly unzipped their pants and pulled them down along with their underwear, revealing two rock hard seven inch cocks. Pansy’s smile grew as she began to fondle the monster rods, licking the tips every few seconds to the boys’ obvious satisfaction. Pansy was an experienced cock sucker, working both shafts like the pro. Although no amateur or rooky, Pansy’s sexual prowess was in large part due to the spells now controlling her actions.

‘I’ve been waiting four years to tap this ass… Who knew I could just pay for it!’ laughed one of the boys. Pansy didn’t even respond as the two Slytherin boys talked about her like she wasn’t even there. She was far too focused on the two large shafts now being massaged by her tiny but nimble hands.

‘Okay Pansy… I don’t want to cum yet’ moaned one of the boys, his face showing the strain of his words. The other boy was in the same position as he looked like he was about to blow at any minute. Pansy eventually submitted to their request and relinquished her pleasurable grip on their throbbing cocks.

‘Who’s first?’ moaned Pansy, biting her lip and jamming a couple of her fingers into her sopping wet pussy. Pansy may have stopped rubbing them off, but her orders were clear; to suck and fuck them until they came.

‘Oh God! This slut wants it bad!’ groaned one of the boys. Pansy pushed him onto the bed so he was sitting, before she got up on the bed with him and sat on his lap. ‘Unghhhh!’ grunted the boy, whose cock had been plunged deep into Pansy’s pussy with a single thrust. He hadn’t been planning on slamming his entire shaft into her in a one thrust, and even though it felt good to have her tight teen pussy clamping down on his cock, the pain from Pansy’s eagerness was almost too much. The other boy went to stand beside the two as Pansy tried to ease her way up and down on the cock she was now riding. She grabbed the other boy’s cock and began to suck on it as she started bouncing up and down with a greater pace.

The boy having his cock ridden began to squeeze Pansy’s breasts and nipples as she focused more attention on the cock she was now sucking; fondling the boy’s balls as her tongue probe the entire length of his shaft.

‘She’s so tight!’ moaned the boy having his cock bounced on. Again Pansy didn’t respond; the cock in her mouth was fully submerged and blocking off almost all her air anyway.

‘I want to fuck her before you cum!’ I don’t want your sloppy seconds!’ groaned the boy still having his dick sucked.

‘You better fuck her now then, cause I’m ready to blow’ moaned the other boy, straining as Pansy unmercifully hopped up and down on his lap. Without any hesitation, the boy having his cock sucked, sat on the bed beside his friend and waited for Pansy to jump onto his lap. The boy fucking her gave her ass a quick slap to tell her to go ahead and Pansy hopped over and began riding her second cock of the day. Slowly but surely, Pansy grinded her hips down on the boy’s cock until she was able to fit his entire six inches into her. Pansy wrapped her hands around the boy’s back and began bouncing up and down on his shaft like she had done with the first boy. After two minutes of this, the other boy, feeling left out, decided to join the party.

‘Hmmmm… I wonder if she takes it in the ass?’ he questioned, looking at her smallest hole with trepidation.

Pansy, hearing him, replied, ‘You know I do baby… I need it bad!’ She gave him a quick wink before burying her head in her pussy fucker’s shoulder and preparing for the painful anal intrusion. The boy fucking her pussy, pulled her waist down as far as it could go, impaling her entirely on his six inches before his friend moved in for the double penetration.

‘Alright… You’re the boss’ laughed the boy, as he positioned his swollen hard cock at the entrance of her asshole. He prodded it lightly at first, making Pansy moan like a whore until he was able to fit the head of his cock into her tiny ass.

‘UGHHH!’ groaned both Pansy and the boy in pain. Pansy had been double penetrated once before, but the pressure of having two cocks in her two holes at once was almost unbearable. Sensing Pansy’s pain and her desire to get it over with, the boy slammed four inches into her little ass, before stopping and pulling out again. It took five minutes of careful timing and teamwork to get into a workable rhythm. One boy having his cock ridden, while the other easing in and out of Pansy’s ass in a smooth rhythm. Her tight ass and pussy were far too much for the boys to handle, and both began to pant, knowing their end was near.

‘I’m gonna fucking cum in you’ moaned the boy fucking her pussy.

‘Me too!’ groaned the other.

‘Ahhhhhh!’ screamed Pansy, going through an orgasm and sending her juices down the cock in her pussy. ‘CUM IN ME!’ she screamed in the response of the moans and groans off the two boys.

‘UNGHHHHHHHHHHHH! UNGHH! UNGHHHHHHHH!’ grunted both boys at the same time as they both started ejaculating deep into Pansy. The boy in her pussy filled her pregnable womb full of his hot sticky seed as the other boy painted her rectum with a sizeable amount of his cum. Both the boys groaned in satisfaction as they unloaded inside the trembling and clutching Pansy Parkinson, who was in so much pleasure from being filled to the brim with hot cum, she quickly went through a second orgasm.

As the boys finally stopped cumming and Pansy came down from her own powerful orgasm, they pulled out of their slutty little fuck doll. Their cocks were quickly deflating as Pansy’s pussy and ass quickly began to drip with cum.

‘GOD! It’s so hot’ moaned a very satisfied Pansy, who could now feel the boys’ hot sticky fluids running down her legs. Pansy however, still under orders from her master, Draco, shooed the boys from the room moments later instead of enjoying the afterglow of some hot sex. The two boys left without much resistance; they were obviously still reveling in what they had just done to their fellow Slytherin hotty. It had been well worth the twenty Galleons each, they thought, as they walked back to their room and some well-deserved sleep.

Just as ordered, Pansy picked up Malfoy’s shiny forty Galleons and walked back to his room with cum still running down her leg from both her ass and pussy. As soon as she opened Malfoy’s door and saw him lying on her bed, she started to snap out of it because the orders Malfoy had given her had been satisfied.

‘What the fu---’ she started. Malfoy quickly realized his folly and squeezed his enchanted coin and ordered Pansy to leave the money, go back to her room and get dressed. He also told her to go to sleep, forget everything that happened that day and go to Madam Pomfrey and take another pregnancy potion the following day. Malfoy didn’t need his little prostitute getting pregnant so early on in his very profitable business. Dodging a bullet, Malfoy sighed in relief, as his only moneymaking prostitute to date dropped his bag of galleons, left his room and followed his orders to the letter.

‘This could be fun and profitable!’ laughed Malfoy, as he picked up the large bag of Galleons and tossed it into the air with a smile on his face. ‘Now, who’s going to be the second member of my new little business venture!’