Daphne was still in a daze. She panted softly, feeling an unfamiliar, hammering in her heart. It was excitement, she understood that feeling, but any possible example of 'excitement' she'd experienced in the past was nothing compared to the feeling that dominated her mind.
Even the feeling of receiving her Hogwarts Letter or boarding the sparkling red train couldn't hold a candle to this new monumental feeling. Something about it made her body want to move. To roll her hips in an effort to bring back that incredible feeling that was still thrumming in her core.
She swallowed. Her glassy green eyes were fixed on Harry Potter. With a start, she caught herself staring. Her gaze was so utterly mystified as she'd never been before. Tracing the tight, chiseled lines of Harry's bare, sweaty chest. As he rose up from between her legs, Daphne caught the unmissable size of the heavy beater's bat swinging from his groin. Staring at the obscene girth of Harry's cock, Daphne felt her mouth watering with new desire.
Without even really understanding it... Daphne recalled the pictures of that big, meaty pole draped over Astoria's face. She recalled the thick, creamy substance that covered her sister's features like a mask and the big, gleeful smile Astoria had worn as if proud to wear it. Then, the smatterings of kiss-marks and lipstick rings that covered his length. She recalled all of that in a flash and caught herself suddenly and dangerously... curious.
'Mn... I-In her mouth...' Daphne belatedly thought, scandalized by the idea. She never understood why Harry had cum all over some slutty Witches' face. What was the point? There was no chance of pregnancy... That was what had her confused... Until Harry's tongue had so expertly worked her virgin quim into a powerful climax.
Then Daphne made a grand, startling realisation, 'Because it feels good...'
Harry Potter's remarkably simple logic had finally pierced her mind.
Harry's tongue had made her feel good. Her body wanted more.
Due to her status as the first daughter of the Greengrass family line one of the oldest lines in Britain, and a member of the 'Sacred Twenty Eight'... Daphne's mother had done everything in her power to make sure her first daughter was going to be a modest, upright Witch. A woman who could proudly represent their noble lineage.
Daphne truly hadn't ever experienced pleasure like this before.
When she got to Hogwarts and discovered how 'normal' Witches were actually just the 'Shameless, sex-crazed harlots' her mother had spoken so bitterly about, it was shocking. To her, they appeared like beasts, consumed by their own desires.
Cursed.
She held her nose up high, acknowledging that her mother was right and that she'd been raised as a pure and honest Lady.
Now she was bare-bottomed with her legs open. She was openly flashing her most pure and innocent place to some wizard. A man who wasn't her husband, and yet she let him 'drink from her altar'... A man who kept bringing her to mind-shaking, toe-curling climaxes, that left her sweaty and panting... all so he'd stop dicking down her sister with risky, unprotected breeding sex.
'Mother...' Daphne deliriously moaned, wondering if 'Madam Greengrass' knew what her foolish daughters had been dragged into in the fine, 'upright' private university of Hogwarts.
"You know..." Harry spoke to her, snapping out of the deep introspection she was doing. Perhaps he read something on her face because he spoke, "I think I finally understand why you had me so intrigued, Daph."
"W-what?" She felt her heart squeeze and her cheeks grow hot. Not only had she just stuttered like some red-faced schoolgirl... But catching her own voice sounding so frail and weak made her even more embarrassed than before. Shame she hadn't felt, not to this extent, was tormenting her as she lay there, bottomless, under Harry Potter's naked gaze.
"You and me... we're opposites." He concluded and flashed her a slight smirk.
Daphne cursed the way her heart leapt at that charming look.
"Out of all the wizards in Britain, I'm probably the only one interested in sex... and out of all the Witches, you might be the only one who is not interested..." He explained, and shook his head, "That's what bothered me. I didn't really think about it for long... But if Hermione knew about that silly little spell on your womb, she'd be horrified. Do you know why?"
"..." Daphne bit her tongue. All sorts of comments about 'sluts' and 'slags' came to mind in her emotional state... but she couldn't bring herself to say it.
"Because she'd see the same problem…" Harry continued, softly playing with her thigh, "Think about this… What's the population of the wizarding world like today?"
"What?" Daphne was in such a state that she had to turn the question over three times in her head before she could make sense of it.
Harry didn't need an answer because it was obvious. It was so dreadfully obvious that magic itself was mustering up its own solution.
"The wizards lost interest in sex. So our 'race', if you can call it that, is dying out. We're barely hanging on as it is, and that's only due to clever and determined Witches like Molly Weasley finding a suitable partner and wringing out enough heirs to keep their family line going."
With how dire things were, it was a bloody miracle that Molly had seven children from only one husband. If not for the utterly uncanny resemblance of the family, even Harry would be suspecting things.
"Now..." His vibrant green eyes pierced her with a question, "What do you think would happen if this..." He drew a little motion on her tender belly, making her quiver, "Little 'Contraception' spell got passed around the social circles of Pureblood Ladies? The same desperate women who felt that they NEEDED to hide their inner slut in order to appeal to a 'proper' husband..?"
"..."
He had both Greengrass sisters quiet. Daphne with a growing scowl, and Astoria with wide-eyed realization.
"Yeah." Harry nodded his head, assuming they were following the same natural line of thinking, "That future doesn't look good. If BOTH Wizards and Witches started to get disgusted and hate the idea of sex, then we'd be completely ruined."
...The end of the magical world as they knew it. That was the strange gravity that Daphne's little 'spell' carried. While the two of the Greengrass sisters were quiet in contemplation, Harry lamented further.
"The doom of our species. How ridiculous. But even worse than that…" Harry sighed deeply as if imagining a dark future while he said, "It would be a world with no one interested in sex!"
"..!" Daphne was dragged back to reality by his outlandish comment.
Harry regrew his playful smirk and crawled in close, making her cower away, "H-hey..! What are you..?" Her voice slowly faded out.
"Now wouldn't that be tragic..?" Harry softly murmured.
Daphne's breath caught in her throat. She was mesmerized by the brilliant green eyes of the handsome hero drawing in closer. Before she knew it, she was trapped beneath him. She placed her hands on his shoulders as he leaned down, meaning to push him away… Then those useless thoughts came sinking into her pure mind once again.
'S-so firm..!' Daphne couldn't help herself from thinking, as her fingers touched solid muscle on his shoulders and slid down to his broad biceps, 'Even if I wanted to resist… I couldn't stop him..!'
A thought that would've been terrifying in another other context, but Daphne only felt a strange, overpowering excitement.
Her thoughts turned strange, almost foreign, 'Merlin..! With these muscles, I won't be able to do anything..! He'll just hold me down and..! And..!' Daphne's thoughts spiraled uncontrollably as her breath quickened in hot pants.
She seemed to forget about her status as a Witch and the presence of magic. All that came to mind was a more primal acceptance of the situation: a female beneath a bigger, more dominant male.
Her face felt hot, and the Hogwarts Blazer still covering her buxom breasts felt far too small. She yearned to be rid of it..! Even if that meant giving this wizard an unobstructed view of her naked bosom.
"Haah..!" Daphne softly gasped, red in the face, as Harry's hand reached down to caress her cheek, "Mmm…" Before she could stop herself, she leaned into it.
'W-what's wrong with me..!?' Internally, she began to panic, 'I-It's just a hand on my cheek..! But it feels so… so…' She bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut, still feeling the strong urge to reject what her body was demanding from her.
'It feels so good!' Was a phrase Daphne stubbornly refused to let exist in her own mind.
Harry's voice teased her ears with a low, sensual growl as he toyed with her, "…That's why I've got to make you open your eyes, Daphne…" His voice made her squeeze her eyes tighter, "The idea of a beautiful, brilliant young lady like you, suffering such a fate, kills me."
"..!" Daphne made the mistake of opening her eyes. She met Harry's soulful gaze, looking down at her with such an intense expression. At this moment, Daphne realized what exactly was different about how Harry Potter looked at her. It was full of desire. Such raw, unmasked attraction to her that it took her breath away.
Her sister nearby was forgotten, as Daphne felt like the only Witch in the world.
Then her heart squeezed as she realised something, 'No wizard will ever look at me like that… Not even my husband would…'
But Daphne was mistaken, slightly. That passionate gaze and his sweet, honeyed words misled her. She forgot, momentarily, who it was on top of her.
But as a deeper, carnal smile formed on Harry's lips, Daphne was reminded.
He softly trailed his hand down her cheek to the massive swell of her enormous chest, still smothered by her tight winter Hogwarts Blazer. His fingers tugged at the neckline as he spoke in a lower, more lustful tone.
"A beautiful Witch… with such a body built for sex." His crass words made Daphne gasp. The illusion of a romantic, charming prince was shattered. That wasn't who Harry was. Nor was it what Witches wanted from him. Instead…
Harry softly chuckled… And then dipped his hand down to take a big, firm squeeze of as much of Daphne's massive, overflowing breast as he could fit in one strong hand, "Look at these huge fucking titties~! And such perfect, wide hips… A tight, tasty pussy..! Just knowing such a ripe, sex-pot body would go its entire life never being treated right by a real man… That'd be the real tragedy."
Daphne hissed as she felt something hot and huge slide across her naked thigh as Harry shifted. Her eyes widened, and for a moment, she got her senses back, trying to squirm away, "H-hey..! Don't you dare..!" She threatened, but there was something meaningless about her tone. Even she knew it sounded frail, "Don't stick that..! That thing..! Anywhere near me..!"
Harry chuckled at her, "Oh, don't worry… I promised you, didn't I? No penetration."
As foolish as it was, Harry's affirmation made her relax. She hated how easily she bought into his words… and how strangely secure they made her feel. She was primed at swordtip. Pinned beneath Harry, half-naked on her bed… and mere moments from having her precious purity taken from her—should he wish it.
"But that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun." Harry said with a meaningful look, "I'm sure you enjoyed, heh, 'not' cumming yourself silly."
Daphne made a tight face, frustrated. But she couldn't say anything.
"But..." Harry grinned at her, "Sex isn't just about one person, is it?"
Daphne felt her mouth suddenly water. Harry rose up tall on his knees, which brought that huge, thick cock swinging dangerously in her direction. Her eyes followed it helplessly, 'Morgana, help me..! It's so much... bigger than it was in those pictures..!'
Snap~!
Daphne's eyes shot open wide as she felt a familiar feeling. The way the tight tension of her chest suddenly gave as her bra clasp was undone beneath her snug blazer and undershirt. Then she looked up to see Harry smirking at her.
'...Right...' She found herself looking down at the large, expansive shelf that was her boobs. She was always disgusted by them. They were like the udders of a cow. Wizards preferred slim physiques. A woman who could adorn a ballroom gown without flaunting cleavage like a muggle streetwalker.
But now, Daphne had a peculiar thought, '...He did seem rather fixated on the bosoms of his consorts...' She recalled seeing him feverishly pawing the equally busty chests of Susan or Lavender. Then she thought, '...Does he LIKE women with large breasts?' The thought was absurd... and yet strangely exciting, as Daphne saw him looking down below her face, his entire focus on her massive breasts.
'He said so before, didn't he..?' Daphne recalled a crass comment or two about her 'fat fucking titties'. She was oddly quiet as he reached for the edge of her tight blazer and began pulling it up.
Daphne's pale green eyes met his as he slowly rolled up her tight winter blazer, cresting it over the two great mountains on her chest. He accepted her silence as anticipation as he unveiled his prize. Then, it was just her thin, white undershirt left.
Harry grinned wickedly.
"You know, Daphne... Sex isn't just about procreation, though I admit, that's the best bit."
"Hmph." She seemed to sneer at him, but it was ruined by the utter lack of the same confidence she displayed before... and the red sheen to her cheeks.
"There's plenty we do just for fun. Let me show you one of my favorites..."
Daphne went stiff as Harry opened her blouse... but not in the way she expected. Instead, he simply popped a few buttons right in the middle, going straight for her tits... then he paused and left it there.
"Mm, perfect~" He muttered.
She looked down, just able to see the tight crack of her two pale globes squeezed together, suffocating in her tight undershirt. With a snap of his fingers, her plush hills dropped again as the cups of her bra disappeared entirely beneath her shirt, leaving just a tight slit of cleavage hanging out of her shirt.
Then Harry climbed up further, straddling her waist with his knees and looking down at her with a cocky smirk.
"Hah..!" Daphne froze, eyes wide as that massive slab of meat slapped down on her titties, eyeing her like a serpent. Inwardly, she struggled to wrap her mind around the scope of the damn thing. Bigger than her arm?Bigger than her LEG?By what magic could this thing fit inside of a woman?
"You see... Your sister has such a fat, fuckable ass. That big, bouncy booty just makes me want to plow her silly every time I see her saunter by..."
Daphne's face soured again as she was reminded of the purpose of all of this—her sister! As Harry talked crassly about Astoria's ass, Daphne scrunched up her face and glared at him.
"But you..." He grinned at her regardless, "It seems you stole all the titty genes, hm?" He reached down and took two big, greedy squeezes of her prodigious melons, "These things are just magical. Can't help but want to fuck them."
Daphne slightly shook as Harry suggested fucking her.
Then he dragged that thick, veiny cock back... and then pushed it forward, squeezing it deep into the heavenly, plush valley of Daphne's pushed-together mega-titties.
"Bloody hell..!" Harry groaned with delight, "That feels good..! These big tits have been teasing me for so long... You've no idea how badly I wanted to do this..!"
Daphne furrowed her brows in confusion, 'Don't be ridiculous..! Just squeezing your... prick... between my boobs? How could this possibly feel good?' She bit her lip as she kept her mouth closed. Then her brow furrowed deeper, 'And why... w-why does it feel so hot in here..?'
Harry softly groaned, thrusting his hips forward into the tight crevice of Daphne's squeezed-together titty-trap, "Mmm, it's crazy that titties so soft can still feel so firm squeezing my cock like that..! Your boobs are incredible, Daph..!"
Daphne let out a careful breath, feeling his scorching hot manhood slide so firmly through her tits. Her body felt strange; it tingled all over, and she kept resisting the urge to lick her lips and swallow.
She couldn't believe it.
This had nothing to do with sex! All they were doing was... rubbing skin together..! Yet.. and yet...
'Why do my TITS feel good too..?' Daphne moaned in her mind, half-glaring at her boobs as if they betrayed her. She couldn't understand why just having him slide his prick between her tits could make her feel this way.
Harry joined her in silence and focused on his own pleasure. She softly muffled a gasp as he brought his hands down again, squeezing the plump sides of her tits to push them together even more as he sawed his thick log between them.
Softly the two of them were quietly gasping together as Harry pushed his hips forward and fucked her tits single-mindedly. Daphne struggled to come to terms with the sensations and desires sprouting in her heart.
She caught her nostrils flaring as a thick, musky scent wafted up from in front of her. She caught herself drooling, remembering the photos of Astoria's face caked in cum, and lipstick marking that thick, veiny shaft.
'What would it taste like..?' Her mind wondered treacherously before she could stop it.
'Goodness...' Daphne looked up to see Harry softly grunting, working his hips against her plush, cushiony chest. There was a look of raw satisfaction on his face that made her wonder, 'Is he feeling just as good as I did..? When he... licked me..?' If that were the case... then maybe Daphne could understand his ridiculous fascination with these overly big lumps of fat.
She bit her lip quietly as he squeezed her chest firmly, and she trembled as his palms brushed over her hard, pointed nipples, "Nngh..!" Despite herself, she released an unladylike moan. Then, her face went flush with embarrassment.
They continued like that. Daphne struggled to handle the thick, prominent example of true manhood sliding between her huge chest while Harry indulged in his own pleasure.
...Until Astoria couldn't take it anymore.
"Ugh..!"
Daphne jerked her eyes open to see her sister crawl up beside them.
Seeing Harry melt Daphne into a puddle with his tongue had been fun in its own way... but seeing him so fixated on Daphne's stupidly big boobs, the one obvious thing her sister had over her when it came to sex, completely ruined her excitement. Astoria wanted Harry's attention back NOW.
"Are you really going to be satisfied with just her titties..?" She said scornfully, hugging Harry's firm, muscular arm against her own smaller chest. Her red lips curled into a smirk, "I know that's not enough for you, big guy... do we really need to keep this up? It's obvious Daphne's just being a stubborn bitch~"
Daphne gasped at her sister's harsh words and felt a rising spike of anger in her chest, 'I'm only doing this to keep YOU safe!'
Astoria didn't pay her a single glance and just tempted Harry with her naked curves, "Come on... Let's just have some REAL fun..! Heheh, let's show my sister what REAL sex looks like! Mmm, I want you to shove that massive dick down my throat..! Oooh, or maybe you want to give me another nice, big creampie..? Or... since you obviously love this big butt of mine..."
A low growl escaped from the base of Harry's throat. His eyes clouded over with lust.
Daphne's eyes went wide... because she could feel the effect her sister's teasing had on him. His already-huge cock seemed to swell even bigger between her tits and twitched with approval. He turned his gaze away from her and looked ready to push her sister on her back right then and there.
Daphne panicked.
"Y-you can't..!" Daphne held a weak grasp on his wrist, preventing him from pulling away to embrace the horny, naked body of her sister.
"Oh?" Harry turned to her, raising a brow, "I can't? Why not? What's stopping me from ramming your sister's sweet cunt and getting my own satisfaction?"
"You can't… B-because…" Daphne huffed as her sharp mind, full of cunning and guile, struggled to piece together any weak excuse, "You can't… because…"
Her mind was still a foggy mess of pleasure. She was clinging to one last vehement desire. To keep Harry away from her sister at all costs. It was like a lifeline. Daphne's mind rationalized that so long as her sister was kept away from sex… then all the dirty, naughty things she'd been up to… all these terrible, slutty thoughts she'd been having… Then they'd be forgivable, so long as the two of them returned to being 'pure' upright Witches after tonight.
With that goal in her mind, Daphne was ready to say anything… Even…
"Because… I-I still haven't cum..!"
"..huh..?" Astoria shot her sister a look of pure disbelief.
Harry's lips curled into a deep, satisfied smirk, "Oh..?"
"T-that's right…" Daphne panted, with her blonde hair a disheveled mess and her cheeks still flush with colour. She didn't know it, but the expression on her face was no better than all those horny, desperate 'sluts' she'd been looking down on for giving into desire and masturbating every night.
Daphne swallowed, as she insisted, "I still haven't cum..! S-so you can't fuck my sister… Potter…"
Astoria stared at her sister, mouth slightly open. She wasn't surprised by this turn of events. No, she was shocked because for the first time… She'd heard Daphne, the perfect heiress, utter such a vulgar word as 'Fuck'. She couldn't help but let out a laugh, wondering if Daphne had even heard herself.
Harry, on the other hand, was grinning like mad.
'Yes..!' He felt his cock throb dangerously, itching to sink into the sweet, virgin walls of the elder Greengrass heiress.
She knew what she was doing. He could tell by the look in her eye. She was using a flimsy excuse to throw herself beneath him once again… To get another taste of that incredible pleasure that made her sex-starved body cry out with sweet, blissful relief.
Daphne was asking for it this time..!
'And I'll give it to her..!' Harry thought as a primal growl rose in his throat, 'Until she's begging for more! Begging me to forget about our silly 'bet', forget about her twisted little family traditions, and forget about keeping herself pure!'
'Beg me for it, Daphne Greengrass..!' Harry felt his chest swell with desire for the utterly gorgeous blonde lying naked in her bed, 'I want to hear you beg me for it yourself! Then you'll never go back to that bitter and cold, sexless life again!'
…
"Nnnghh~! Mmm..!" Daphne's long, silky blonde hair was strewn about the pillows. Her naked, pale breasts bounced softly on her chest in rolling motions. That pitiful tight undershirt was hanging off the corner of her dresser across the room, with buttons littered everywhere from how roughly Harry had ripped it open.
Daphne was still holding back, biting her lip until it bled to bite back her shameless, slutty voice.
Harry softly kissed her sexy, slender legs. He held them up straight into the air… While his thick trunk of a cock was squeezed tightly between the woman's smooth, pale, 'ladylike' thighs.
Daphne let out nearly pained gasps of pleasure, furrowing her brow intensely with every motion.
Harry ruthlessly sawed his cock between her legs… grinding it firmly against the tender, scorching-hot petals of her desperately soaked pussy. Her tender folds quivered, begging for mercy, as he grinded his thick length against them in persistent motions, bringing Daphne to the brink of ecstasy.
Her throat let out a loud gasping squeal as. Finally, she could keep her lips shut no longer, "Ooooohhh~! M-Morgana..!" She gasped and cursed.
"Mmm~" Another voice moaned, nearly in chorus with Daphne. Astoria was fighting to take Harry's attention away from her sister but had calmed down with the fingers buried deep in her cunt, giving her a nice, juicy climax to keep her overwhelming lust at bay for a little longer.
Harry hugged Daphne's legs to his chest, keeping them up in the air while fucking her soft, smooth thighs with rough strokes, making sure to slide harshly against her soaking twat. Whilst at the same time, knuckle deep in the pussy of the younger sister, feeling her naked boobs against his side and her pants in his ear.
Together, the two of them looked down, delighting in the sweaty, hot mess that Daphne had devolved into.
They were hours into this sweaty session of sex. Trying to vent several years of sexual frustration in a single night. Daphne's body was insatiable, driving the poor blonde nearly mad with these new rampant desires… yet still, she tried to contain them.
'No.' Harry wouldn't humor it anymore. The spell had been broken. Her desires were made clear to her. All that was left was for her to GIVE IN!
"Are you going to reject who you are forever, Daphne?" Harry grunted roughly, watching those giant, heavenly titties slowly bounce as he roughly fucked her thighs, "Look at your sister."
Daphne's pale green eyes fluttered open, casting a glassy-eyed look at Astoria, who was looking back. The two sisters locked eyes but could hardly recognize one another. This night was the first they'd ever seen of each other like this. Naked, sweaty, and overwhelmed by lust. Nothing remained of the pure and modest Greengrass sisters.
Harry's voice was full of frustration and insistence, "Can't you see how happy she is now? Who are you to take that away from her? You're her sister..! It's your duty to accept her no matter how she acts..!"
"Whether she's a pure-bred princess…" Harry turned his lustful eyes to look at the red-faced, aroused expression of Astoria, "Or, nothing but a cock-hungry slut on the inside… who wants nothing more than to be in your place right now, on her back, and getting BRED!"
"Mnngghhh~!" Astoria lowered her face to his neck, kissing and sucking as she bucked her hips around his fingers. Her hot cunt squeezed and squirted through a blissful climax while she moaned his name in pure happiness.
Then, when she glanced down again, she saw Daphne's gaze.
"A-astoria..!" Daphne's voice sounded hot and needy as she looked up at her younger sister. She let out breathy moans every time Harry's thick prick slid through her quivering petals.
Her mind was a total mess. All she could think about was SEX. She was down on her back, hot and horny, while Harry was fucking his stupidly big cock through her thighs, sliding against her naked, unprotected cunt with such forceful thrusts. His hips smacked noisily against her thighs, jolting her entire body forward.
It was like he was fucking her already.
It was so easy to imagine—if Daphne just squeezed her eyes closed, she could feel it. Her pussy was crying out in pure joy, feeling that monstrous thing bring her such unbelievable pleasure.
And he wasn't even inside of her!
"Mmgghh!" Daphne whimpered.
"Ooooh…" Astoria let out a breathy gasp as she looked down at her elder sister. She grew a naughty grin, "Daphne~ C'mon now… Why don't you just give it up? You played the perfect little princess for our dear Mummy for three years at Hogwarts already… Isn't that enough..?"
Astoria let go of Harry's neck and pulled her sinful, fuckable curves away from her big-dicked stud to slide down beside her top-heavy sister. She looked down at Daphne's raised legs, watching with a gasp as the thick, heavy crown of Harry's cock came shooting through her tightly-squeezed thighs, thrusting all the way up to her belly button, threatening just how deep he'd re-arrange her sister's guts with that one-eyed monster.
Astoria swallowed, and smirked at her sister's pathetic, mewling expression, "God..! He's practically fucking you already, Daph… Mmm, he's thrusting against your slick, soaking-wet pussy so hard right now..! You know…"
Astoria slipped down beside her sister's panting face and continued tormenting her with such naughty words, "It'd be so easy for him to just… slip inside right now… He'd just have to draw back a little too far… then shove it right inside your perfectly pure pussy💞"
"Haah..! Haaah..! Oh god..!" Daphne's tender voice was reaching a new height, brought on by the sinful suggestions of her own sister.
Now, she felt doomed. There was nothing on her mind but deep, irresistible curiosity. Intense desire. The question, 'What would it feel like..?' It was repeated in her mind again and again as she imagined the 'innocent' mistake Harry could make… and despoil her forever by stretching her tight, virgin walls with his utterly huge wizard cock!
By this point, Daphne couldn't deny it, 'It'd feel so amazing💓' She moaned inside her head, not brave enough to voice such thoughts aloud.
"Just imagine…" Astoria moaned in her ear, "How good it would feel~ There's NOTHING like getting your pussy stretched by that huge cock, Daph~"
"And then…" Astoria leaned down further, breathing on her sister's cheek as she teased Daphne with hot words in her ear, "He'll pump you full of cum~💓"
"!!!" Daphne's breath left her lungs.
"He'll flood this tight little belly of yours in rich~ creamy~ CUM💞" Astoria panted in Daphne's ear, "He'll empty those fat fucking NUTS inside your hungry womb, drowning those fertile eggs of yours in his delicious seed~💗"
"Oh shiiiiit..!" Daphne swore with a shriek, squeezing her eyes closed as she squirted a fresh mess on the underside of Harry's pistoning meat rod.
She couldn't do it.
How could she?
Turbulent magic raged inside her core, a wild maelstrom that fed her deepest, most repressed desires. Her primal, basest desires as a woman. The very same magic that she studied so hard to hone, that she was so proud to have mastered, was now urging her to break every rule her mother had ever set. To open her legs to a man out of wedlock and become a beast in a rut, indulging in pleasure.
Countless Witches before her failed to resist these natural urges and spent lives desperately trying to satisfy themselves with fingers, toys, or even the embrace of another similarly frustrated Lady.
And Daphne was having these intense desires erupt inside of her suddenly… With the prime example of a perfect breeding stallion right here in front of her.
It was a miracle Daphne had lasted this long.
"D-do it..!" Her voice came out suddenly, in a breathless shriek.
Harry's fiery green eyes stared down at her with raw desire. They twisted as they heard her wanton confession and burned with the promise to take her.
"Do it..!" Daphne repeated, matching his hot gaze with her own, "There's no way I could possibly resist… and…" Daphne bit her lip as she finally admitted, "I don't want to anymore…"
Astoria's eyes sparkled with impish delight, witnessing the final fall of her 'perfect' sister.
Harry wore a look of carnal hunger. Daphne's tender, begging voice was so powerful. It spurned him on to fold her in half and ravage her.
Harry slid the rugged length of his shaft down Daphne's tender lower lips, reaching the excited, flaring tip to her yet unexplored depths. He saw the look of naked excitement on her face, as her legs softly opened wider with anticipation.
There was a cloud of lingering doubt in Daphne's mind, 'Am I really doing this..? What would my mother say..? I must look like such a slag right now..!' But unlike before, Daphne didn't associate those thoughts with disgust or apathy. Instead, they were fueling the fire inside her loins, making her abuzz with anticipation for the moment.
Harry's own arousal was like a dam about to burst. He'd been anticipating this moment all day. Even dragging Astoria up to the Slytherin Dorms and breaking into her sister's room had him simmering with lust. He vented it on Astoria's plush curves, painting her womb white as they fucked like rabbits, staining Daphne's bed with their scent... But it didn't calm him down. That was just a warm-up, whetting his appetite.
He'd undertaken the Black Family rituals and ramped up his insatiable desire for sex, combining it with excessive urges to breed and impregnate these closeted, slutty Witches and their hyper-fertile bodies... Ever since then, Harry hadn't been rejected once. Not until Daphne. That made him want her even more. Not just for a cheap fuck or another womb to carry his offspring... But he wanted to see her drop that high-and-mighty act and embrace her natural instincts as a Witch.
So now that he had her wound up and ready to go, begging for it herself, Harry's desire boiled over. With a sense of conquest, Harry watched Daphne's face warp as the thick, fist-sized cock helmet of his Witch-breeding cock popped through the tight seal of her pussy and drove into her unexplored walls.
"Ooooohh~!" For a proud but well-mannered girl, Daphne's voice was a wanton moan of pleasure as her eyes went wide. She went from a dull, cold void of pleasure... to experiencing the greatest desire of any Witch. An utterly huge, masculine cock stretched out her tight pussy, scrapping against every hyper-sensitive bump and pleat throughout her inner tunnel.
He grunted with satisfaction as her voice broke into a shriek, and her pussy satisfied his aching cock with a snug grip. He kept pushing deeper while Daphne's body tightened and her fists balled up the emerald sheets on the bed beneath her. Then he let out a sigh of relief as he bumped against her cervix, savoring the feeling of a truly inexperienced cunt.
Daphne's pussy was something special. Unlike all the Witches before her, Daphne had no experience with sexual pleasure at all. All the other Witches were intimately familiar with their sensitive, overly needy cunnies. The only way to placate their thirsty wombs was to frig themselves silly until the ache tapered off once again. But Daphne? She'd never even touched herself down there.
"Damn..!" Harry swore and released a soft chuckle. He looked down at the tight, squeezed look on Daphne's face and realised he would have to take it slow. She looked ready to faint already, releasing guttural moans. If he selfishly indulged himself, seeking to satisfy his own urges, then she wouldn't last five minutes.
So he released a deep breath, watching the two creamy mountains on Daphne's chest softly roll as her lungs gasped for air. He grinned at her, "How's it feel Daph..?"
"Oh..! Goodness..!" Daphne barely bit back a curse as she came down from her first pleasure high, feeling her guts stuffed full of thick, wizard cock, "I-It's so... BIG..!" Her voice stretched out in a gritted-teeth groan.
Astoria softly moaned beside him, eyes locked on her sister's speared pussy lips, "Hehehe~" She couldn't help but giggle. It hadn't even been a week since Astoria was in her sister's place. Back then, she panicked at the mere mention of Daphne. She'd been scared. Scared and jealous. She was worried that Daphne would steal Harry away from her, and she'd be left out and forgotten once again. But now, she realised how silly that was.
She giggled to herself, 'Daphne's no match for that Hippogriff cock~!' Astoria didn't feel any possessive urge to monopolize Harry's cock... because, frankly, she couldn't do it. Even if she tried, Harry would work her over in no time. She'd be passed out, drooling and gaping, while some other Lucky Witch took her turn on their mutual stud's pleasure wand.
"I-I can't believe..!" Daphne's voice came out in a quick burst. Her pale green eyes were wide, staring down between her buxom breasts to see that huge pillar stuffed deep in her twat. Her hand came out to rest on her belly, feeling it bulge with the outline of his cock inside of her, "H-how does it fit..?"
Harry flashed a cheeky grin, "Like magic..! Mmm, your pussy really is such a treat, Daphne.." Harry made her squeak with a light roll of his hips, savoring the feeling of her hot, slick walls lightly spasming around his thickness. Daphne's pussy was almost cute. It quivered and shook like it didn't know how to handle the big, beefy brute that forced itself deep inside. And every little movement made the once 'pure' princess let out a sweet moan.
Slowly, her expression came out naturally. The familiar, flushed, eager eyes of a Witch indulging in pleasure rather than burying herself behind a mountain of shame.
"You're bloody gorgeous..!" Harry exclaimed.
"W-what are you saying..?!" Daphne's voice tightly rose as she felt her heart squeeze in her chest. She had never been a woman easily impressed by simple flattery... and yet when Harry spoke, even the most basic compliments caused a physical reaction in her body.
It was something that Daphne still hadn't figured out in her innocence. Sex wasn't just a physiological thing. It was psychological, too, and with her magically-sealed libido unleashed and wreaking havoc on her mind, every signal of attraction that came from her new lover was amplifying all the intense feelings.
With just one compliment, Daphne panicked at the way she clenched up, squeezing his cock even harder with her insides while confusing emotions stormed inside her chest.
Then Harry leaned down and grabbed her.
"H-huh..?" Daphne's hands clutched to the bed as Harry lifted her light, nubile body like a featherweight. She yelped in confusion as one strong arm wrapped around her thin, slender back, and he reached down to pull her onto his lap.
"Haah..." She huffed, still reeling from the feeling of his massive monster-cock sheathed in her overly-sensitive cunny. She found herself looking straight into the dreamy, vibrant green eyes of Harry Potter. Her fat, squishy chest was pressed against his while he held her firmly and possessively, tight against his body.
She froze, petrified with his face right close to hers, and felt his breath on her tender lips.
"You've got so much to learn, Daphne..." Even his low, throaty chuckle felt like it sent a tingling shock from her ears, down her spine, "...But don't worry... With sex, experience is the best teacher..."
"Mmphh?!" Daphne's eyes shot open in shock as Harry finally stole her lips in a hot, fierce kiss. With one arm around the small arch of her back and another firm hand on her plump backside, Daphne had nowhere to go.
Nor did she want to.
"Mmm~💗" Daphne's eyes fluttered close as a strange sense of bliss came to fog up her mind the moment Harry's rough lips began to toy with hers. She felt his tongue slide into her mouth to play and just gave in to the feelings. Daphne gave up control and embraced her deepest instincts.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, her legs around his waist. Then she hugged him fiercely, fingers sliding through his raven-black hair. She didn't understand why just a simple kiss made her body tingle all over, but she didn't care. She just wanted more. She moaned into his mouth, trying to fight back with her tongue, and before she knew it, she was grinding on his lap. Her hips worked naturally, seeking more of that intense stimulation that made her brain go blank.
"Oh shit..!" To the side, Astoria softly gasped. She sucked on her wet fingers and plunged them down to plug her leaking pussy. She'd already taken many loads in her hungry cunt, but watching her sister crumble like a house of cards around Harry's cock just made her ache for another round.
Astoria furrowed her brow as her raw arousal showed on her pretty features, showing her resemblance to her sister. She watched Daphne, impaled on Harry's thick, juicy cock, start to hump his lap in a desperate heat, and moan into a hot, wet kiss. Astoria moaned, 'Merlin..! She's actually doing it..! My sister is getting FUCKED..! Oooh~'
As Astoria softly panted, schlicking her fingers deep into her red snatch. Her mind was a downward spiral of lewd thoughts, 'I never thought she would ever crack... Even after Harry broke me so easily... Shit..! I never thought Daphne could sound like that..! Could wear such a naughty expression on her face..!' Astoria's smaller, plump tits heaved as she sucked in a hot breath. Then Ginny's naughty ideas wormed their way back to the front of her mind as she gasped, 'She... she looks so hot right now💕'
While Astoria watched, Harry squeezed a firm handful of Daphne's plump ass and began helping her along, firmly screwing her tight, slippery folds on his beefy member. Her hot moans rose in pitch, swallowed up in a greedy kiss.
'Fuck yes..!' Harry soaked up the pleasurable feeling of the hot, hungry cunt squeezing down on his prick. He got to experience first-hand the moment when Daphne Greengrass began to accept the pleasure or perhaps started to lose herself in it. She rocked her hips against his in a sloppy, amateurish way, trying to enhance the incredible feelings she was enjoying.
Harry loved how her soft, curvy body pressed so insistently against him. The way she moaned into his mouth, leaning into the kiss and begging for more, and the way she grabbed his shoulders for leverage as she tried to work her hips made him go mad. She let out a delighted moan as he squeezed her plush, squeezable rump and lifted her up with one strong arm.
"Mmnnuah~" Daphne's wet lips broke off from his as he raised her up... Then dropped her down in one smooth motion, "Aaaaaaaahhh~!" Her smooth blonde hair was tossed behind her as she threw her head back in a loud squeal.
Then Harry dropped his other hand down to grab her thigh and guide her on slow but firm motions, drilling his thick cock through every quivering inch of her inexperienced, sexually awakened pussy.
"O-oh..! S-slow down..!" Daphne's voice came out in a gasping tone, "T-too much..! I-I can't even think..!"
"It's sex. You are not supposed to think!" Harry grinned at her cute, overwhelmed expression, "This is me going slow, princess. Believe me, I'm itching to slam your tight cunt down and fuck you until you really start screaming!"
"Oh god..! Oh merlin..!" Daphne's body shuddered at the thought and the crass language he was using.
Harry bounced her on his lap, feeling her slick juices flowing like a damn fountain from their joint sexes, "I'd love to treat you just like all the other Witches and give this frustrated pussy a right thorough pounding... You've been teasing me with these fat tits in that tight blazer since the day we returned to the castle..! And since you've been playing hard to get, I couldn't get my mitts on them!"
"Nnngh~!" Daphne softly squirmed, squeezing her eyes shut.
Harry squeezed her plump rear, grinding her firmly down on his cock. He was making sure his fat mushroom tip was scratching the sensitive spots in the back of her tunnel, driving her to the brink.
"Oooh~!" Daphne found herself clutching his body, digging her nails against his back. He bounced and rocked her on his cock in shallow, but rapid thrusts. She murmured nearly deliriously, "It feels good..! Oh shit..! It feels so good..!"
His throaty chuckle reverberated in her core.
"You haven't seen anything yet love." His deep promise made her body tighten in anticipation.
Daphne slipped into a trance of pleasure and passion. All she could do was greedily grind her slender, womanly hips against Harry's lap, desperate to seek out that thrumming, unbelievable pleasure. One orgasm faded into the next, until she was completely lost in a sea of hazy pleasure, panting voicelessly in his ear.
She only came to her senses feeling her own back arch dramatically as Harry dipped her back. She yelped in fear, clinging to his neck, as her messy blonde tresses hung below, falling upon the bed. Then she felt his hot, hungry mouth seal over her huge globes of womanly softness. He sucked firmly, teasing her sensitive nipple as he kept bucking his unbelievable girth into her clenching, juicy cunt.
Even taking it slow... It was far too much for a woman who had her senses of pleasure and desire so heavily repressed throughout her life.
Daphne released a shrill voice as she came yet again, spraying their joint sexes in her sweet juices. Her eyes rolled back as her cunt clamped down HARD. She latched onto the bedsheets, clutching them tight as her back arched in absolute pleasure.
"Shit..!" Astoria softly cried, watching her sister. It was followed by wet schlicks as her fingers kept curling deeper inside her snug cunt.
Harry slowed his pace and let her ride out this insane climax.
Then she fell back onto the bed, panting roughly, and Harry cursed, "Damn. Astoria! Get that thick ass over here."
"H-huh?" Astoria gasped, two-knuckles deep in her own cunt. Her thighs snapped shut around her hand as Harry called out to her, and she slightly flushed.
"Now! Climb on top of your sister!" Harry barked a firm command, making her jolt into motion.
"O-Okay!" Astoria scrambled over and climbed over Daphne.
...The wrong way. Astoria had a few days of prolific sexual discovery with Harry and his harem of horny witches, but she was still a novice compared to an average perverted Witch. So she leaned over Daphne's body, confused, and looked up at Harry.
He grunted with frustration and said, "Bugger it..!"
"A-aah?!" Astoria softly yelped as Harry reached up and grabbed her dark hair. Then he jerked her forcefully down. She yelped, but it wasn't exactly in pain. Instead, she moaned under the irresistible strength that forced her to obey its command. Her pussy drooled in submission.
'S-so strong💗' She grew a happy, lewd smile, even with Harry bunching up her hair almost painfully in his fist.
Harry waved his hand, and Astoria gasped in confusion as her mouth opened up wide.
"GGLLLLRRRRRK~!"
Astoria choked noisily.
In one smooth motion, Harry pulled his cock from the silky, soaking-wet tunnel of Daphne's snug cunt and jammed his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt in her little sister's stretched-wide mouth. He grunted and bucked his hips, stretching her tight throat massively with his girth.
"GGGLLLCK~! GLLLCK~! GLLLCK~! GLLCK~! GLLLCK~!"
Expectedly, Astoria choked and gagged noisily every time he rammed her gullet full of his massive meat. But Harry didn't feel any pity for the girl as she struggled to get control of herself with the monolithic cock suddenly deepthroating her. If he hadn't cast a few quick spells to ensure her throat really could take it, her reaction would've been much worse.
But... He didn't feel bad for even a second. After all, when he told her to climb on top, it'd been her pussy he was after... It was Astoria's fault for misunderstanding. He made due with her throat in the meantime.
"Shit..! That feels great..!" Harry grunted, brushing Astoria's dark locks and gathering them in a much better grip while he thrusts his hips forward in a brutal skull-fuck. The younger woman choked loudly as tears slid down her cheeks, and spittle flew from her drooling lips... but she didn't even try to get him to stop. She was too busy frigging her soaking cunt in raw excitement.
"GGGLLLCK~! GLLLCK~! GLLLCK~! GLLCK~! GLLLCK~!"
Harry knew Daphne wasn't going to last. But he wasn't going to keep fucking her if she passed out. Not from some sense of morality. No, he had no compunction about fucking a pass-out Witch. When the impossible task of dealing with Harry's enhanced sex drive was dropped on only Ginny and Hermione, the feisty red-headed slut BEGGED him to keep fucking her, even if she passed out.
Rather, Harry merely thought it'd be a damn shame if Daphne missed the moment he pumped her thirsty, neglected womb full of fresh, hot cum. If a Witch felt half as good from a creampie as Harry felt giving them, then that would be tragic. Especially her first creampie!
So, while Daphne was huffing desperately on the bed, trying to drag her head out from the clods, Harry had to give her a break. But if he just sat there on his ass and waited... His orgasm would die out, and they'd be back at square one! With a mad case of blue balls, no doubt!
So, Harry let Daphne be and kept himself nice and hard by hammering her sister's throat in the meantime.
"GGGLLLCK~! GLLLCK~! GLLLCK~! GLLCK~! GLLLCK~!"
"Fuck... That's a good girl... Take it.! Astoria..!" Harry stared down, seeing the pale green eyes of Astoria sparkling with delight, even as she choked and gagged loudly. She was loving it! His nostrils flared with lust. He drove his hips forward harder.
"Naughty little thing..! Are you gonna cum..?" Harry looked down at her with a mocking tone, "Gonna get yourself off from a wizard grabbing your hair and choking you on such a big dick? Imagine if your mother could see you now..!"
At the mention of her mother, Astoria's eyes rolled back as a heavy moan vibrated her throat around his cock. She came messily, spraying Daphne's sheets in her sweet fluids while Harry jack-hammered her throat—using her as a tool for his own pleasure.
The thought of her mother catching her, witnessing Astoria's true nature, and seeing her daughter act like such a depraved, cock-craving bint made her cum hard. It was exaggerated by another lewd thought that spun around in her perverted mind—The thought, or rather the realisation, that she was being used. Being used as nothing but cheap toy, a cock-warmer, while Harry took a break from her sister's pussy.
Astoria's eyes fluttered in a whorish moan around his cock, kissing his root every time he forced it down her bulging throat. Her fingers were a flurry between her plush thighs, stirring up a wet mess as she was made to slurp Daphne's pussy juices off of Harry's cock.
"GGGLLLCK~! GLLLCK~! GLLLCK~! GLLCK~! GLLLCK~!"
That was the sight that Daphne saw as she finally got control of herself. The utterly perverted sight of her sister, half-leaning over her spread legs and getting her throat wrecked by Harry's cock. She saw the gleeful look in her sister's eyes, even though they were a mess of tears and runny makeup.
Daphne softly whimpered, feeling a strange ache in her loins. It felt so barren without that huge, throbbing beast buried deep inside now. And there was something else... A profound feeling of emptiness that Daphne couldn't understand but made her yearn for Harry to come back. That empty feeling was in the center of her belly... Her womb.
"..Harry..!" She didn't even realise it, but she'd softly gasped his name. She had one hand sliding down her belly to reach for her naked quim.
"Hahahah... welcome back..!" Harry grinned roguishly and pulled his spit-slathered cock from Astoria's drooling mouth.
"Aaah~! Haaah~! Heheh" Astoria's wet gasp turned into a perverted giggle as she leaned forward to follow him, slurping and kissing at his erect length with single-minded focus.
Harry chuckled and looked down at her.
Daphne's body tightened up. She let out an unwilling moan as firm, phantom pleasure made her pussy twinge intensely. A look of trepidation covered her aristocratic features as she wondered if she could even survive another round with that huge thing re-arranging her guts.
Then a flash of movement caught her eye as a thin, white wand leapt off the bed into Harry's hand. He looked surprised to see it. The slender shape of Daphne's Silver Elm wand was eager to obey his command.
He turned it toward her and dipped the tip to her naked navel, "I never thought I'd use something like this..." Harry muttered. Daphne watched closely as her wand expelled a dull grey light that soaked into her skin. She felt a tingle in her lower body that quickly faded.
Then Harry tossed her wand away and stroked her sister's hair, "Good girl..." His voice said lowly, stroking Astoria's hair. He gently pulled her away, ignoring her moans of disappointment, while he brought his cock back to Daphne's pussy.
"Ooooh..!" Daphne moaned with deep satisfaction as he sank back into her velvet walls. She soaked in the feeling of contentment that came with the sense of his incredible size stretching her insides so wholly.
"Feels good, right..?" Harry said, hovering above her.
"Yes..!" Daphne gasped willingly. By this point, she was immersed in the feelings and pleasure of sex. She'd forgotten all about the perfect pureblood princess she was meant to be, and was lost in the moment of passion.
"Hahah..!" Harry lifted up one of her legs to push his cock deeper into her walls, making her moan loudly, "That's good..! It seems like you'll be able to take it after all..."
The little spell Harry had cast was not something he'd ever intended to really use. At least not for this purpose. It was a punishment spell from the Black Library, made for those who went a little too crazy at times. It was meant to force temporary abstinence from sex, not too dissimilar to Daphne's own 'Contraception' spell. But Harry was able to cast it at a much weaker potency.
In other words, it made a Witch less sensitive to sex. It was something he'd never really considered until now... But if Daphne wanted to keep her senses and enjoy her first night of sex, then this was better for the time being.
"Now I think you can take it..." Harry spoke lowly, looking into the anticipatory green eyes of the young woman beneath him. Her breath hitched as he bent her legs backward, folding her in half in preparation to hammer her poor, virgin cunt as he pleased.
"Mmm~!" Astoria moaned in excitement, ready for the show to begin in earnest. She was filled with thrilling anticipation, wanting to see her stuffy, traditionalist sister truly break beneath this stud, "Fuck her, Harry💞"
"Gladly..!"
"Oooohh~!"
Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~!
Daphne's voice pierced the air as she finally understood what caused Susan Bones to let out such immodest sounds in the ladies' room with Harry Potter... and the utterly satisfied look on her younger sister's face when she was getting railed by such forceful sex.
Harry weakened her sensitivity just enough that her mind could endure the onslaught. He kept her hanging on, trapped in a storm of pleasure while he battered her tender, inexperienced pussy with relentless, selfish thrusts, rocking her world with powerful orgasms.
He didn't show her sensuous, bombshell body any mercy.
For a woman who had been mentally and physically blocked from anything sexual, Harry gave her a crash course in the most quick, dirty, and pleasurable way possible.
Daphne fell forward onto the bed, gasping for air, until Harry grabbed her arms and lifted her up.
"Oh shit..!" Astoria cried out excitedly as Daphne was lifted up in the air with his big, firm arms hooked under her knees. Her sister's naked, sweaty tits heaved for air, while her pretty pink petals were split open, dropped on Harry's cock in a vicious treatment.
Harry grunted as he held Daphne's bodacious body aloft in his strong arms. He dropped her tight, juicy pussy on the thick spearhead of his thick cock, making her cry out in pleasure.
Daphne was drowning in pleasure, feeling so overwhelmingly aroused by the hot, passionate sex she was so immersed in. The feeling of being carried and fucked by Harry's big dick made her body and mind radiate with delight.
'T-this brute… t-this scoundrel… t-this… b-barbarian!' Daphne internally cried, 'He's FUCKING me like I'm just one of his cheap SLUTS💞' Her eyes fluttered, rolling back in their sockets as those thoughts only spurned her pleasure to even greater heights, making her pussy spasm with climactic delight.
Harry grunted roughly, slamming Daphne down in violent, rapid thrusts.
Astoria drooled, watching his muscles flex as he treated her sister's pussy so roughly. She stared at the heavy, huge balls, so swollen and full of that rich, Witch-breeding cum, and realised what was about to happen.
Panting, Astoria crawled over, "Are you going to do it, Harry~? Your balls look so FULL💞" She moaned whorishly, and leaned in to hold one of those heavy nuts in her hand before leaning down to give it a wet smooch, "You look ready to blow, heheh💗 Come on, Harry..! Do it..! I want to see the moment my sister realises what it means to be a WITCH~!"
As Astoria's voice rose in a wanton cry, Daphne's mind barely managed to navigate through the fog for just one moment.
'His balls? What is she...' Daphne only managed to catch on because she was Astoria's sister. Something in her tone tipped Daphne off that she should be concerned. Then, she connected it all together in a scattered mess of logic.
Harry's balls were full. His cock was still buried threateningly in her cunt. Astoria cried out for him to 'finish' it. For Daphne to become a true 'Witch'.
'Oh fuck..!' With a startling realisation, Daphne realised what was about to happen, 'He's going to cum inside me! S-shit..!' In a sudden panic, one small part of her rationality returned. The part of her that was still her mother's daughter that had been buried deeply in her psyche by the raw passion and pleasure of her awakened sex drive.
He absolutely could not cum inside her.
"W-wait..!" She weakly cried, but her voice was so faint after all their indulgent sex.
Astoria smiled lewdly, "Fuck her, stud💕" Her voice rose in pitch with perverse delight, excitement thrumming in her heart as she joyously urged him, "Empty these huge, swollen balls! Pump my sister's pussy full of that rich, amazing cum! Fucking BREED HER, HARRY💞"
'Breed?' The last gasp of Daphne's rationality froze at that single term.
Breeding.
It was so vulgar, comparing them to animals... and yet something inside her seemed to snap. She finally realised what the source of that dull, ache in her belly was. What she felt so hungry for. So unsatisfied. As she imagined Harry Potter filling her core, with his hot, rich, fertile seed, Daphne swore.
"Oh fuck..!" Her voice cracked, realising that the 'powerful' Greengrass 'family magic'. The Contraception spell that protected her purity was completely gone. If he came inside her right now...
"D-do it..!" Astoria cried, but her voice didn't sound right. It was gasping and weak, like it was in pain... Then Daphne realised those words had come from her own mouth.
Her eyes squeezed closed as she cried out, "Do it, Harry..! Cum inside me~!"
Harry growled in her ear, "Is that what you want? For me to cum inside you like one of my horny sluts?" His rugged voice in her ear made her body feel hot, "You'll never be able to go back, Daphne..! You'll get just as knocked up as your sister! Once I've seeded you, you'll be mine forever!"
But, in her current situation, how could she possibly give a fair answer? Maybe if she had a moment to break away and clear her head, she still could've returned to the pure, innocent Witch her mother wanted her to be.
'No...' Daphne thought, 'How could I possibly forget this stupidly huge COCK..!?'
"I want it..!" She all but shouted, raising her rough, abused voice to make her desire clear, "I-Inside..! Just do it..! Make me feel what my sister was willing to betray our family for!"
"That's what I wanted to hear!" His voice grunted roughly in her ear as he slammed her down violently on his cock, "Fucking take it, Daphne!"
Her pure, tender walls clenched down so tightly around his prick as if scared of what was about to happen. His cock swelled even bigger, forcing itself deeper until the flaring tip was primed like a mighty cannon at the entrance of her womb. Then it exploded, blasting its first massive shot straight into her thirsty, cum-starved womb.
"Nnngggghhhhhh~!"
Daphne's mind went white. She screeched loudly, like a harlot, as an intense pleasure flooded her deepest depths, filling her belly with hot ecstasy. Her pussy spasmed desperately around the jutting, lurching cock inside her, filling her to the brim with his fertile, magically-rich seed.
"Mmm~!" Astoria trembled slightly, cumming around her own fingers as she buried her face in those sweaty, flexing balls. She moaned with perverse glee, feeling the moment he emptied those swollen cum-tanks into her sister's prudish cunt, "Heheh~! Fuuck~! So much..! Fill her up, stud💞" She murmured as she planted wet kisses and lewd licks on his heavy nuts, urging his balls to do a good job and knock her sister up!
Astoria raised her eyes to see the beautiful pink slit speared open by that huge pussy-pounding pillar. She saw watched with rapturous attention as Harry's huge balls jumped in her hand, pumping powerful shots into her sister's cunt. At the same time, her sister squealed like she'd never heard before, and she saw that pretty pink slit squirt like a fountain.
"Hehehe~" Astoria giggled as she watched the proof of Daphne's pleasure. The same snobby sister that turned her nose up at sex and scorned Astoria away from masturbation was cumming like crazy from a big, fat wizard dick!
She watched, savoring the moment. Astoria silently committed it to memory. The absolutely fucked-silly look on her sister's face and the way her tightly sealed pussy burst with creamy cum, flooding the evidence of her first-ever creampie onto the Slytherin sheets below.
Then Harry breathed a deep sigh of relief and muttered, "Ah, that felt good..! How about you Daph?"
"...a-aah... nngghh..!" Came the quiet, shaky response from Daphne's broken voice.
"Hahaha!" Harry lightly laughed and let her go.
"Ooof..!" Astoria was forced to catch her, sitting in front of them to watch the show, and held her sweaty, naked, freshly-fucked sister in her arms. She was filled with a peculiar feeling.
As she peeked over Daphne's shoulder, she saw that monstrous meat still towering tall, dripping with a mixture of sex juices. Astoria swallowed and stared at it greedily. She licked her lips and clutched her sister's trembling body.
Harry looked down to meet her gaze and ran a hand through her hair, "Looks like Daph is out already... But I'm still itching for more..." He slid his hand down the side of her face, across her cheek, then ghosted a thumb across her lips. She obediently sucked it into her mouth, softly moaning with anticipation.
"Y-yesh..! Harry💞"
Astoria gleefully threw her sister's half-conscious body to the side and eagerly got down on her back and bent her legs behind her head, begging him to destroy her slutty, painfully aroused pussy, after such a hot show.
"Aiiiieeeee~!" Astoria squealed like a banshee as Harry plugged her tight twat, and another round of ferocious sex broke out on Daphne's bed.
The night had only just begun for the Greengrass sisters...
...
...
...
Harry thought it was a beautiful thing, the way these two young women had transformed.
"Oh yes..! FUCK ME, Harry..!" Daphne gasped erotically, with her arms jerked back behind her. She was pushed roughly, with her giant tits flattened against the fancy, full-body mirror in the corner of her room. The same mirror she'd used to make sure her appearance was flawless each and every morning in the castle. Now she'd never be able to give her uniform one last look without seeing this whorish expression looking back at her. Harry fucked her hard from behind, shaking the mirror with every thrust.
"Heheh, that's more like it, Daphne... but you've got to be more creative..." Astoria praised her sister for the vulgar language. But then she pressed her own naked, fuckable curves into Harry's side, "Right, stud..? I'm sure railing my sister's hot cunt feels so good for that big dick of yours... Heheh, but I bet I can convince you to give it up..." She grabbed his hand and brought it down to her own slick cunny, humping his hand in a desperate heat.
"What do you say..?" Astoria gasped, looking up at him with hot, 'fuck-me' eyes, "Feel how fucking wet I am for you, Harry? Why bother with my sister's cunt, when you've got a tighter, hotter pussy just begging for it..?"
"Nngh..! A-astoria..!" Daphne barked at her, throwing a frustrated look over her naked shoulder, "L-leave him to fuck me in peace..!"
"Easy girls..!"
Smack~!
"Aah..!"
"Kyah.!"
Daphne's pert, round ass got a harsh spank in warning while Astoria yelped as her clit was mercilessly pinched.
"Play nice," Harry growled and pulled Astoria closer. He silenced both sisters. Astoria, with a hot kiss and a dexterous hand teasing her cunt, while Daphne was too busy shrieking as he hammered her pussy raw from behind.
A sibling rivalry wasn't necessarily a bad thing... In fact, it was rather hot when those sisters were competing for his attention and his cock, during sex.
But it still didn't sit quite right with him. After all, Astoria's relationship with her sister seemed horrible before he interjected. He wanted to make it right. Plus... He already promised he'd make these two 'get along'.
But Harry came prepared. After all, this was something he swore the night he fucked Daphne's younger sister into submission and finally made Astoria give up the game.
His plan was as usual. As subtle as a rampaging Nundu.
"Aiiee~!" Astoria let out a cute squeal as Harry grabbed one hand of her big, meaty ass and threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. She giggled with delight, getting manhandled by her strong, domineering wizard.
Daphne, he grabbed by the arm and jerked her around, regretfully dragging his cock out of her silken tunnel as he pushed her forward and sent her stumbling toward the bed.
"W-wha-?! H-hey..! Ooooh~!" Daphne didn't have time to complain as she fell forward onto her knees. Astoria was tossed, squealing over her head, then Daphne was lifted up and pinned flat on her stomach as that thick, beefy cock pillaged her pussy hard from behind, "Oooh, FUUUUCK!"
Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~!
Far from the stoic, prideful Witch she was before, Daphne cried out wantonly, "Fuuck, yeeees~! Harry..! You're so DEEEEP~!"
"Mm..." Astoria pouted as she climbed up on her knees for another kiss while Harry busied himself by pounding Daphne's tender white cheeks red from above, "Mwuah💋It's not fair~ You're spoiling her~" She whined, pouting those big, plush lips.
"Mm... Be patient. Remember how Ginny took the sidelines to let you have all your fun on your first night.."
"Hmph." Astoria didn't like it but went quiet, looking down at her sister's prone body getting fucked so heavily into the mattress.
Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~!
"Fuck me~! Fuck me~! Fuck meee💞~!" Daphne squealed as she came around his pistoning cock, burying her head into the bedsheets only to raise her voice and beg for more, "Oh god..! I can't believe how good it feels..! I never knew..!" Daphne moaned mournfully.
Astoria, despite herself, smirked, "Mmm... It feels good, right? Like you could never go without it again?" Her voice was somewhat mean, as she felt vindicated for Daphne riding her ass so hard about staying away from sex.
"Yees~!" Daphne agreed with a carnal moan, not hearing the bite in her sister's tone, "I didn't know..! I didn't know! If I knew it was going to feel so..! Oh god💗!" Daphne buried her face in the sheets, eyes fluttered closed in raw pleasure.
Harry grinned over her, still driving his hips down with thundering thrusts, "I could've just done this in the first place, you know..." He said with a cheeky laugh.
Daphne's luscious eyelashes fluttered. Her eyes rolled behind their lids. Her voice breathlessly whined, "Why didn't you💞? W-we could've been having sex for so long..!"
Astoria giggled, "I said the same thing~" Her voice took delight in the fact that THIS was what her sister had turned into... Nothing but another one of Harry's cock-drunk sluts💗
Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~! Plap~!
With Astoria half demeaning and half praising her sister for crying out like a true slut, Harry kept pounding Daphne's thick, bouncing booty red until he was buried to the hilt and pumped her full of cum once again. Then he dragged his cock out and flipped her over, watching it ooze thickly from her gaping twat.
Astoria leaned over to smooch him hungrily, fisting his slick cock as she begged for her own turn.
Harry smiled as he looked at the needy gleam in Astoria's eye, 'I think it's time for these two sisters to work it out...'
Then he spoke, "Astoria..."
"Yes, Harry~!" She responded like a puppy, eager to please. Especially if it meant drawing his attention onto her rather than her sister.
He shamelessly took advantage, "I need you to do something for me."
"Anything!"
He waved his hand a small, thin vial shot out of a bag he'd stashed in the corner. As he caught it, Astoria's eyes were drawn to a curious, hot-pink liquid swirling inside a crystal vial. Little blue explosions of colour popped within.
"Is this..?" Astoria asked with shaky breath.
Harry grew a devious grin, "Of course."
Astoria was introduced to this world of pleasure through the 'Veela Enclave'... and she'd been a frequent visitor since, on 'dates' with Ginny and Harry. That meant she had an idea of what to expect from this thing.
...Except that this little brew was special. It wasn't on the bar's shelf of 'special drinks'. So, most likely, Astoria thought it was one of the 'Stamina Enhancers' the girls loved to talk about.
Harry shamelessly allowed this misunderstanding, "Will you drink it for me, Astoria?"
"Of course I will!" She snatched it out of his hand and popped the cork. Then she threw it back all at once.
Harry watched with a growing grin.
"Mmmm..." Astoria's hands softly shook as she lowered the vial. Her cheeks were puffed up, like she hadn't swallowed a single drop. Her face flushed red, and her cute, slender nose flared with heated breaths. She looked terribly confused.
She was growing hotter by the second... More excited. Aroused. Exactly as she'd expected... But something was very, very different. Thoughts that had never fully surfaced in Astoria's mind were now rising to the forefront of her thoughts and desires all at once.
Her eyes looked over to the side... where Daphne glanced up to meet her gaze.
"Haah... A-astoria..?" Her exhausted sister softly gasped, looking at her curiously, "What's..?"
Astoria leapt atop her sister's naked body.
"Mmmph~!"
"MMPPH?!" Daphne jerked and tried to get away for a moment... then suddenly stilled.
Harry watched, still smirking. The two sisters joined together in a hot, sealed lip-lock. Their eyes softly closed in one lingering intimate moment. A little dribble of pink liquid slid down their joined lips as Astoria's tongue guided it firmly into Daphne's mouth.
And then....
Gulp... Gulp... Gulp...
Like a spell was undone, both of them finally swallowed their half of the potion and broke away from their wet kiss with hot gasps.
"A-astoria..!? W-what did you just do?! W-what did you make me drink?! I-I feel so... I feel..." Daphne licked her lips, moaning as she missed the taste of the potion already. Her eyes were focused on Astoria's lips as they glistened extra-pink with the remnants of the potion.
"D-daph..!" Astoria stared at her with a glassy-eyed, far-off gaze...
The two sisters shared a silent, hazy moment, gasping with hot breaths as they stared at each other's naked bodies. Then they moved together, meeting in the middle in a hot, passionate kiss.
"Mwuah💋 Mwuah💞Mmmph~! D-daphne..! Aaah..!" Astoria panted between breathless kisses, pushing her tongue hungrily against her sister's.
"A-astoria~💞" Daphne moaned, wrapping her arms around her sister's naked back and hugging her close. Her sister's smaller, full tits were smothered against Daphne's bigger, buxom breasts while she leaned up and gave Astoria a passionate, sapphic kiss, "Astoria~! Mwuaah💋 Mmph..!"
Harry let out a soft breath, leaning to the side against some pillows as he watched the two sisters lose themselves with pure desire for each other. They were kissing each other like long-lost lovers, rubbing their curvy, feminine bodies together as if they just couldn't get enough of each other.
'Now that's a beautiful sight...' Harry enjoyed the moment, utterly pleased with his own work.
What Astoria had drank... was something new. In just three months, Harry had created a wonderful, obviously potent, new kind of potion. It had incredible results, but they were to be expected. Not only did he have the vast knowledge of the Black Library just one quick Floo away... But an entire Hostess Club full of horny, playful Veela, and Apolline Delacour with the experience and expertise to guide them.
The result was a rather fun little potion. It's not just something that spikes arousal or manufactures some false sense of love... No, this one's specialty was to bring real dormant or rejected emotions to the surface... Practically, of the taboo variety, involving female familial Witches.
Ginny primarily, was to blame. The spunky, freckle-arsed sex-addict had planted the naughty, perverse idea in his head to steal her mother away from her father and knock her up. She got off on it. She wanted Harry to fuck Molly screaming and breed her like a bitch. Then, when Molly showed up at Hogsmeade, freshly divorced and showing a baby bump... Ginny greedily sucked on her own mother's tits and drank her milk like it was the most delicious thing in the world.
Then the Delacours... It is evident to anyone that Gabrielle, Fleur, and Apolline shared a special family relationship. Was it because they were Veela? Or... was it because they were Witches? Either way, they were a family that had no qualms about stripping nude or watching each other get fucked. And even before Harry came along, Fleur and Gabrielle had both proudly admitted that Apolline had graciously shared her extensive sex-toy collection with her two horny daughters.
When he looked at such beautiful, happy examples of love between those girls... Daphne and Astoria's relationship made him feel a bit sad. It seemed lonely. So when he resolved to fix it... he was glad to have this little potion handy.
To Harry, it seemed that Witches had a propensity toward incest. Perhaps it was simply a matter of his sample size, but it made sense to him. Ladies 'cursed' with such powerful desire... and no man who would ever give them attention to satisfy it. They'd have to rely on each other... otherwise, they'd go mad. And who would they begin with? The most trusted, beloved women in their lives. Their sisters or mothers.
And as it seemed... here was another example of such love blossoming right before him.
Harry's erect cock rested for a moment against his thigh as the two sisters were lost in each other's naked, sweaty embrace.
Astoria was moaning and gasping, growing hornier by the second as she grinded her sweaty boobs against Daphne's massive pillowy bosom. She was humping her sister's leg, soaking it in her arousal.
Daphne was more patient but seemed no-less obsessed with her sister. She cupped Astoria's cheeks, kissing her like it was the end of the world. She opened her mouth wide, stuffing her tongue deep into her sister's mouth to soak up as much of her sister's sweet taste as she could manage. Their lips came together hotly, and even when Astoria gasped for air, Daphne didn't quit. She licked and sucked on her sister's lips before diving in again for another open-mouthed kiss.
They were so fixated on each other, bumping and grinding their hot, plush bodies as one in scorching hot passion...
"Daphne..! Mwuah~!"
"Astoria~! Haah..!"
The sight was one of most erotic and exciting he'd ever seen. His own desire soared higher than ever...
But frankly, Harry didn't really want to interrupt... Not yet...