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The Potter’s Happily Ever After	By : EnigmaticOutlander Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 61082 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 1-The Potter’s Happily Ever After
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Author’s Note: This took longer then I would like, mostly thanks to school, but at least it’s finally done! :D This is an alternate ending for Harry and Ginny’s marriage. Specifically, where Ginny is a glorious, futa goddess with a desperate need, and Harry… well, Harry just doesn’t cut it as a husband. So, she’ll be an amazing sissywife instead. :P Thus, let us introduce Ginny and Ivory Potter! :P

Themes: Futa/Male, Futa Groom/Sissy Wife, Sissification/Feminization, BDSM/Femdom, Cock Worship, Magical Enhancement

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Ginny Weasley was beyond excited, she was quivering in joy. The young witch had been waiting for this day to come for years and years. She was to be married to Harry Potter, the Boy Who lived, after years of despair and horror, but she had never lost hope. With the end of the Second Wizarding War years ago, she knew that she could finally have the life she desired with the man she loved. Now in her white flowing dress, she faced the aisle before her and couldn’t help the giant smile that blossomed upon her face as her gaze settled upon the person she had dreamed about for years. He was so handsome, so witty, and utterly perfect for her. The only thing she couldn’t imagine but had thought of secretly in the depths of her mind was what her future husband possessed for a wand down below the beltline. She could only imagine the Boy Who Lived had an amazingly perfect wand that any woman would desire.

The thoughts were enough to make her own wand twitch within the many folds of her flowing dress. She had purposefully worn magically-enchanted panties to keep her own bulge in check, as she had been hungrily waiting for this day so that they may consummate their marriage finally. She hadn’t remained a perfect virgin for her husband-to-be for nothing all these years after all. She could have enjoyed any number of men or women who had desired nothing more then to be with her, so this waiting had best be worth it, goddamnit. She had NEEDS after all! They had only grown with each year, even from before puberty.

She never knew she had been permanently affected by the Riddle incident back in her first year, having changed her destiny and likely entwined her fate with her husband-to-be forever. At least she unknowingly had helped Harry defeat Voldemort by absorbing a fragment of the Dark Lord’s shredded soul. The added benefit of a large amount of the Dark Lord’s personal knowledge being introduced to her simply being an assumption of a brilliant young witch. She often competed with Hermione for being the brightest, and likely most savage, witch of her age.

The redheaded bride came out of her brief reverie and forced herself to focus with a sly smile. Well, her needs would be finally met tonight. She had to focus on one thing at a time for now though. As she reached the end of the aisle and turned to face her groom, the hungry glint in her eyes never left as she proceeded with the ceremony. It was pretty typical, if a bit more bombastic then either of them would have wanted. After all, the Boy Who Lived getting married would be rather noteworthy to the Wizarding World. They both dealt with it quietly, knowing they could deal with a bit of annoying bullshit if it meant the both of them would finally be together.

“… Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

Her mind drifted over the many possible dreams she had had over the years. Harry, endowed with a manhood many would be jealous of, lying on his back as she rode him ragged. Her delicious ass bouncing onto his hips, her own futa cock bouncing and jiggling with each thrust as she moaned. One imagined scenario blurred into another with her trussed up in a tight latex outfit, with her arms bound to her legs. He was fucking her ass as if it were her non-existent pussy, causing her to imaginary self to scream with pleasure. Her own cock, bouncing and flopping about freely as she was dominated by her hunk of a man, spurted out a huge stream of pent up jizz onto her chest and into her open mouth.

“… I do…”

Ginny could feel her own cock throbbing painfully in her panties, the large futa cock testing the magical enchantments placed upon her undergarment as much as it could. She wished she could take him right now, to ride him into the sunset and finally get the pleasure he had been desiring for so long now… To feel his massive cock inside her. A gentle blush began growing across her cheeks as she let these thoughts course through her mind. A gentle stream of precum was dribbling out of her shaft and gently soaking into her panties as she immersed herself in the idea of blowing his own impressive phallus, worshipping his enormous balls to get him to release his babybatter. Merlin’s Beard, she wanted to facefuck herself upon him, to be his little slut till they were old together.

“… and do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

She could feel herself just bouncing forever and ever on that cock, to feel it plunging her depths and making her feel like a damn, proper woman who was worth loving. To be a sexy, loved creature for her man. To be the constant object of desire by any around her, as she finally knew what it was to be with a man. And deep down, she knew she just wanted to be a slut. It would be a freeing, wonderful experience after years of celibacy, all in the name of being an honorable bride that Harry would want all for himself. Everything had been to be with him, to show him that she truly loved him, and to be his. And for him to be hers entirely, to want him exclusively for herself, and much more. Gushing on his cock, her own spurting out like a geyser of need and desire. Her lips parted as she thought of begging him to do her twenty times over for their honeymoon…

With a jolt, she noticed that Harry was looking at her expectantly, a questioning, almost nervous look in his eyes. An embarrassed smirk played across Ginny’s face as she realized they were almost at the end of the ceremony. All she had to say was… “I do.” Relief spread across his face, that cute little face of his. He’d been worried? How sweet. No way in the seven frozen hells would she ever allow him to get away from her again. Not after a War nearly prevented them from being together. Not after so many girls nearly prevented their relationship from blooming. No no, he was hers. Forever and ever.

“… By the powers vested in me by the Ministry of Magic, I now declare you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.”

Suddenly Ginny was a bit breathless as she saw Harry swoop in for a kiss, his arms encircling her as he full-blown kissed her on the mouth. A little squeal of joy escaped her throat as their lips mashed together in an overly-excited kiss. Applause broke out around them, many a tear was shed, and more then a couple quietly seethed with outrage at having been beaten by Ginny. Merriment ensued as the bride and groom suddenly grasped hands together to rush down the aisle and out the door. Ginny’s mind wandered to the present finally, allowing her own womanhood to calm down in its prison and focus on the celebration to ensue for the next few hours. And oh, how she would look forward to the end of these little festivities, so that they may go to their honeymoon retreat.

She could wait though… She had waited for nearly a decade, she could wait a bit longer.

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Hours passed in merriment with family and friends. Drinks were had, dancing had begun, and gifts given. Speeches were made, tearful embraces ensued, and the love was felt by everyone there. It was a time of joy to be shared with Harry and Ginny’s closest friends and family. And Ginny enjoyed every moment of it, despite her secret desire to leave as soon as she could get away with. It seemed Harry felt pretty similar to her, as constant nudges, touches and hidden smiles were constantly coming from him. She would have called him a downright dirty ass, if not for the fact that she was doing the exactly same thing back to him.

Yet, before she knew it, it was time for the pair of them to leave and head for their new home. Honeymoon, consummation of marriage, and plenty of other things awaited both of them. Grasping Harry’s hand tightly, Ginny looked over to him and let her large smile plaster across her face again, his own reflected right back at her. They suddenly ran out the door, past the many onlookers who held up lit wands and all screamed in their many farewells and well wishes. They dashed for the edge of the reception hall, laughing madly together. And as they reached the edge of the perimeter, there was a loud SNAP and the newly-wedded couple disappeared from view.

For Ginny and Harry though, the night was far from over. A few moments of suffocating tightness passed before they appeared within the bedroom of their new home. Already a fire was merrily lit in the room’s fireplace, champagne prepared and chilling nearby, and roses galore surrounded them. Ginny could not help but let a shiver run up her spine as she sat back on the giant king-sized bed with silk sheets, smiling sultrily at her husband. She began unbuttoning and unzipping her white dress as she winked at Harry. “So… My husband. The hero of the Wizarding War… The man of my dreams… The conqueror of Voldemort…” She let out a small giggle of hilarity at that long list of titles, knowing how much he was irked by them as he winced in exasperation. “… Come take your bride.”

Harry grinned brightly as he began unbuckling his belt and walking towards her. He knew exactly what he was getting into with Ginny, with her having revealed a long time ago her own personal equipment down under. The young wizard had no problem with it honestly, as he had no preconceived notion of sex with how he was raised and honestly found the idea of her having both sets of genitalia rather appealing in some cases. So, as he drew closer and leaned down to help his bride to be hike up her dress to reveal the giant bulge of her panties, he wasn’t all that surprised by its existence. What he was surprised by was the fact that her bulge was just so… well, fucking big. He slow blinked at it, only to reach out and slip his fingers underneath the rim of her panties to pull them down. Within mere moments, a massive cock flopped its way to freedom onto her thigh. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she felt unencumbered by the restraints of her panties anymore.

With him coming to terms with her surprisingly huge cock, Ginny quickly tore away the rest of her clothes to reveal her curvaceous form. Large breasts with perky nipples, hourglass figure, wide hips and a rather curvy ass were all revealed as she tore away at her clothes till all that remained was her lingerie, which didn’t hide a single thing but simply enhanced what one saw. With a single finger, she beckoned Harry forward. “Come on dear… I’m disappointed honestly that you aren’t out of your clothes already.”

Blinking like a deer caught in headlights, Harry quickly tore away at his own clothes. Each article that hit the ground caused Ginny to grow harder. Within mere moments, her own rod was at full-mast, glistening with precum along its entire length and he was only halfway naked. The witch bit her lip in anticipation as he came down to just his boxers, her eyes locked on what she could only assume would be huge set of cock and balls… Only to see him loop his thumbs into the rim of the undergarment and tear them away to reveal a semi-firm little cock. If it could be called one.

It was now her turn to blink as she stared straight at his manhood. He was… very small. Like, her cock dwarfed his own by at least double. It was just a hint troubling for her to wonder if… Nooo, he must be a grower. She had always heard about them. She let a cautious little smirk resume on her lips as she beckoned him over and pulled him into a deep kiss. She felt his own cock suddenly begin to harden, a small little stab of relief ensuing as she saw she was getting results. She leaned in, wrapping her legs and arms around him as she whispered. “Take me, you fucking stud…”

Harry didn’t hesitate in complying. His hands slid across her luscious thighs as he pulled her close and stroked his own cock. She pulled her wand out and began waving it, silently casting several spells which cleaned her insides up completely and inserted copious amounts of replenishing lube to help with the following proceedings. Lining up with her pussy, Harry slowly slid in and let out a groan of pleasure as his cock… entered her? Ginny’s breast was heaving, waiting for the pleasure she had been anticipating for so long… only to feel the tiniest bit of something. Like she was being fingered or using a very small dildo. Her eyes slid down to him, watching as her lover, her best friend in the world, was ‘plowing’ into her. He had energy to spare, that was for sure, but she barely felt anything. Harry was muttering quietly to her. “Oh my god Ginny, you feel so wonderful. I never even realized you would feel this amazing!” She wondered if he had been too overeager and was simply sliding between her asscheeks or something. She was about to say something when she felt him suddenly stiffen and drive deep into her.

She actually felt him inside her for certain this time, but it wasn’t much. Like, not much at all. And if she was not mistaken—She gasped as she realized she felt him cumming, straight into her pussy. After fucking her for less then a minute. Ginny could not… There was no way that this could be happening to her right now, could it? She had waited for so long, to be swept off her feet and swoon like in the fairytales of her childhood like a princess. This is what she had waited for all these years? To have a limp dick of a husband? Like, she knew he couldn’t help what he was born with, but…

For the briefest of moments, Ginny Potter’s eyes flashed red. A hint of the essence within herself she never knew she possessed had suddenly leeched its way into her soul completely. And she now couldn’t help but feel a rising anger at the universe. She couldn’t be totally mad with Harry, but this was unacceptable. Absolutely unacceptable. Raising her hand, Ginny summoned her wand to her hand and immediately aimed it at the black-haired adult’s chest. Without even verbalizing a spell, she focused her need, her desires, her emotions, all into one potent spell and let out the barest hint of a grunt of disdain for the years wasted. No more would she wait.

With a bright flash of crimson light, Harry lurched back and fell to his knees, a shudder running through his body as he gasped in shock. Never before had he felt like this. He felt a wave of shame roll through him as he realized without even a single word from her just how much he had failed her. To not be the man she needed in the moment, to be the rutting stallion of a man she had thought of him all these years. To be so utterly inconsequentially incapable of satisfying her desires. Tears fell from his eyes as he felt another wave of pleasure run through his body, his already-small cock suddenly going flaccid and yet he came. Ginny watched as her husband came from the very essence of her sexual hunger, from the shame of being unable to satisfy her as the man he was… And it clicked in her head. A devilish smile appeared on her lips as she stood up in all her glory and placed a foot upon the Boy Who Lived’s chest and shoved him onto his back. “You… are a disgrace of a man. So much so that you do not deserve to have the honor of BEING one anymore.” With a flick of her wand, she began raining spells down upon him. His clothes were torn off his body. His shaggy mange of raven-black hair was forcefully cut and forced into a long, flowing ponytail, whilst his arms were bound tightly behind his back as ropes were conjured from thin air.

The most notable results began with his actual body though. All hair below his neck was erased with a flick of the wand. The Gryffindor’s skin acquiring a thick layer of moisturizer that seeped into his skin and softened it to a level he had never felt before. His nipples became ultra-sensitive and rock hard, whilst his libido suddenly rose, yet his cock was forced to remain flaccid and small. He felt his bowels suddenly clean themselves and lube itself, sending a shiver up his spine as his prostate was gently massaged clean by the spell. And unknowingly, small changes in his biochemistry began without the young man even knowing.

All of this was in a matter of a minute, the flurry of motion from Ginny and her pure unadulterated rage at the unfairness of it all having caused her to build up a sweat and cause her chest to heave with the need for air. She finally came down from her high and stared down her nose at the bound, newly subservient Harry before her. She sniffed and took a step forward, domineering over the kneeling, meek figure. Brown eyes met emerald green as she suddenly speared her way into his mind and let out a mirthless chuckle. Both in his head and in his ears, Harry heard Ginny speak as his eyes widened in surprise as tears dripped down his face. “You… were my chosen champion. My husband, the love of my life, the lover I always desired… Yet, you have failed me more then anyone else has ever done before.” She shook her head as she took a step forward and grasped his hair by the ponytail.

“You didn’t do it deliberately… I know this. But you have failed nonetheless. And for this… I don’t think I could forgive you.” Her gaze drifted away, the merest flicker of despair upon her face. Harry, suddenly feeling a shame beyond anything he had ever felt before (and the deepest bit of arousal he would never want to admit feeling), tried scooching forward to stare up at Ginny. “W-What c-can I do to m-make this up to you? I will do a-anything you a-a-ask of me, Ginny. Pl-Please… I never meant to hurt you.”

As if waiting for those words, the redhead’s eyes flashed open as she considered her husband for a long moment, tapping her wandtip against her lip… Only for her to slowly smile as she gripped his hair tighter and kneeled down to get juuuust level with his eyes. She leaned in closer and whispered into his ear, the words echoing in his mind. “Aaaanything, huh…?” A mirthless little giggle lurched out of her chest as she felt the magic lock into place within his body. “Then… I would have wife, whilst I am the husband.” The newly-christened husband stood, revealing her rock-hard member at full attention and dripping with need. The newly-christened wife let out a tiny “oh…” before suddenly she was gagging loudly as impressive cock suddenly shoved its way past his lips and down his throat.

“GLURK, GLAK, SLURP, SHLORP, GLUG!” was all that was heard from the Chosen One as the futa phallus claimed a V-card from the raven-haired boi. Gasping and shuddering in delight, Ginny used the new convenient handhold on her wife to fuck the tight, willing hole. “Merlin above, this is… this is the most wonderful feeling. No wonder men love using their cocks so much and are willing to fuck any hole they can find. Hehehe…” Her gaze turned to look down as a wide smirk suddenly spread across her face. “Ohhh, I could get used to this? Don’t you agree, wife?” When she didn’t get an automatic response, Ginny reached down and slapped her husband-turned-wife across the face, uncaring for the cock in her mouth.

Harry, completely caught off guard, lurched back and forced himself to focus despite the lack of air to stare up at Ginny, blinking back tears. “I said…. I could get used to this… Don’t you agree, wife?” Ginny’s stare left no argument as Harry nodded vigorously around the facefucking he was receiving. The young Weasley nodded and patted him gently on the cheek. “Good bo—Girl, I mean. Yesss… Girl.” Ginny groaned as she felt the surge of her first orgasm in weeks suddenly begin flooding its way out of her. Her harsh fucking picked up tempo quickly and serious weight suddenly began lodging the cock straight down Harry’s throat. With his face in her smooth, shaven crotch and balls slapping against his bulging throat, Ginny let out an exultant “YEEEESSSS!” as ropes upon ropes of cum suddenly surged into Harry’s awaiting stomach. Only once she felt the last twitches of her cock and felt herself growing weak in the post-orgasmic haze did Ginny finally pull her cock completely out of Harry’s throat. With a hacking cough and deep intake of breath, Harry fell onto his back and tried to regain some manner of control over his breathing.

Ginny kneeled down above Harry and jerked her cock a few times, squeezing out one large splatter of cum onto his face as she sighed contentedly. “Ohh… This will be a lovely honeymoon, my sweet, sweet… Ivory. Yesss…” She shook her cock once more and a second spurt of cum exploded from her cock onto the slutty boi before her, whose mouth was agape with the need for air and a healthy dosage of cum lining her mouth, throat and filling her stomach. “My dear…. Sweet…. Ivory.”

And before either of them knew it, the strings of Fate were knotted permanently as their path was set.

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Hanging from the ceiling via several suspending ropes and leather straps, Ivory couldn’t help but let out a squeak of surprise as Ginny in all her veiny glory came up to the suspended and bound sissy and grasped her thighs. The young sissy was now dressed in the lingerie she knew had been intended for Ginny originally, the white attire clinging to her already-changing frame. As if bending to the magic will of her new wife, Ivory’s body fat began shifting to new positions such as her thighs, hips and much more. Which only worked to enhance the sexiness of her stockings and gloves, the garter belts and see-through bra, and other delicious wedding night sexy clothing. Ginny’s girthy womanhood was slapped adamantly against Ivory’s much tinier cock, making her shiver at the feeling of such an impressive specimen compared to her own. Ginny noticed the subconscious movement and let a wide smile onto her face. Her free hand slid up and grasped at the base of her tiny cock and balls and held the entire thing as she massaged it with her thumb. “Does someone like her little cocklet being touched? To know that someone is so much better equipped then you?” The raven-haired femboy kept quiet, only to let out a drawn-out moan and dribbling a small burst of precum as Ginny ran her stallion cock over her little beta cocklet. The redhead giggled savagely as she flicked her thumb over the small, semi-hard phallus and crooned softly. “Ohhh yes… My wifey has a sensitive, itty… bitty… clitty… Doesn’t she?”

As if suddenly beholden to show her position in the relationship, Mrs. Potter suddenly took her massive womanhood in hand and aimed it straight for the asspussy before her. Little ceremony was given as she lined up her target and speared it like a fisherman would a fish. Brutal and decisive, her cock slid in like a key to a lock and plowed Ivory’s depths in one single motion, causing the bound sissy to let out a breathy squeal of pleasure as he second v-card was taken by her lovely Ginny. The futa cock filled every small bit of her tight, slick hole as it massaged her overly-sensitive prostate. “Oooohhhh… Y-Yes G-Ginny, riiight there. Merlin’s cock, t-that feels so a-amazing.”

Ginny’s hand came around and gave a resounding smack, causing the young femboy to squeal in both pain and pleasure as her anus tightened unconsciously upon the cock inside of her. The futa’s gaze fell on the sissy and shook her head. “Unless told otherwise, especially when you are servicing my cock like the good sissywife you are, you will address me as Mistress or Mrs. Potter. Understood? You are not an equal to me anymore. You are only worth my time because I—” Her hips rammed in and ruthlessly plundered the sissy’s depths. “—fucking—” Another ram, another squeal. “—love—” Another loud slap of hips upon ass. “—you. If I didn’t, you wouldn’t be worth my fucking time, with a clitty like this. Understand?” Her hand slapped at the clitty in question, giving it several quick, small slaps across the tip and balls. Each one solicited a wail of pity from the sissy. “Y-Yes M-Mistress, I am s-sorry. I didn’t mean to offend yo—Oooohhh!” The sissy couldn’t even finish her words before she suddenly felt her little clitty spasm and jerk, oozing a small downpour of desire onto herself and slipping between her asscheeks to further lube up her own fucking.

Ginny shook her head, a sly smile on her lips as her hands slid around Ivory’s thighs and began piledriving like mad into the cum receptacle in front of her. “You—UUUHN—think you deserve to cum before—MMM!—ME?! Think again slut!” She grabbed a tight hold of the tiny cock before her and held it tight at the tip, blocking any further possible cum from escaping as she wildly fucked the now-screaming sissy into submission. Nearly a damn foot of cock rammed in, pulled out and rammed in again in a constant pattern of fucking as the two lovebirds screamed, grunted and squealed in a mixture of pain, pleasure and passion. Never before had either felt this way before, to fully release themselves and enjoy the pleasures they so desired finally with another person. And despite the unorthodox method, they both were enjoying it significantly.

Ivory choked out a haggard response as she felt her insides being distended and warped by the wonderous sensation of cock in her ass. “I-I’M SORRY MISTRESS, I D-DIDN’T MEAN T-TO C-CUM—OOOHHHH!” As if her body was proving her wrong, the little sissy slut suddenly spasmed in her bonds and immediately spewed out small, erratic squirts of cum past the tight grip Ginny’s hand. The redheaded groom couldn’t help but be impressed by the determination of Ivory’s little clit, yet she couldn’t condone her having absolutely no willpower. Her wand soared through the air into her hand as she swiped it down onto the dribbling clitty, conjuring magical bands of silk which tied themselves tightly around the base, middle and tip of the sissy’s miniscule length. Cutely wrapped like a present, Ginny nodded as she tapped her wand against Ivory’s genitals. With a powerful surge of magic, the genitalia shrunk even further down in size, with her balls becoming a tiny little sack whilst her member grew completely limp as the silk bands tightened their grips.

“You will learn your place. You aren’t the groom, the Boy Who Lived, the Chosen One anymore. You are my sissy wife, the Sissy Who Sucks, the Feminized One. And you. Will. Learn. To. Serve!” With each of these last thrusts, Ginny grunted as she thrust ruthlessly into the slick, tight hole of the feminized boy and finally exploded with her built up desire. Her round, bulging balls tightened significantly and lurched as they unloaded their entire load deep into Ivory’s inner sanctum. The sissy’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as she twitched and moaned weakly with the sudden feeling of fullness in her gullet. Never before had she felt like this, feeling an overwhelming pleasure hitting every sensory node in her lower half. And the futa husband who had done the deed felt a small chime in her mind go off as the unintentional but welcome magical ritual was sealed with the sacrifice of lifegiving cum being deposited directly into the little slut.

Her cock pulsed once before she yanked it out of the femboy, a large amount of thick, goopy cum dripping off her tip onto the floor with a splatter as Ivory’s back door gaped open wide, winking right at her. A mirthless chuckle escaped Ginny’s throat as she gave the large, thick ass before her one solid slap, sending it jiggling madly whilst the sissy whispered quietly into the room. “Th-Thank you M-Mistress, for fucking this s-sorry excuse of a slut…” Ginny only nodded before turning to walk away into the bathroom to get herself cleaned up. She would let the sissy marinate in cum for now, like the little slut she now knew she was.

-

Weeks passed and Ginny sat lounging back in her loveseat as she read the Daily Prophet. Her eyes glanced over the columns and couldn’t help but chuckle at the fact that the Potters were listed once again in the paper. She rolled them in exasperation, only to let out the barest hint of a moan as she felt the tightening of a throat on her cock. The redhead lifted the paper up to look down at Ivory kneeling down between her legs, an O-ring in her mouth and a spell forcing the slut to literally facefuck herself on the massive futa cock before her nonstop for the past thirty minutes, with the only breaks she got being to acquire a solid amount of air before resuming. Glazed, confused green eyes looked up to stare into those deep, brown eyes for a moment before a moan distracted the slut as she felt the hint of a gag bothering her. Ginny let out a small coo as she reached out and caressed Ivory’s cheek. “Awwww, someone has been working soooo very hard to learn not to gag anymore…” The tender look in her eyes disappeared as she lowered the paper again and began reading. “Unfortunately, not enough yet. You’ll be doing these facefucking exercises for another week on top of what’s left of this week. You obviously haven’t ridden yourself completely of that useless gag reflex. And that means another week of no cummies for you.”

Ivory’s eyes gained a small amount of clarity at this reprimand, tears coming to her eyes as she moaned forlornly at the idea of not cumming. The sissy hadn’t cum in over three weeks now, despite brutally being facefucked everyday for up to hour and constantly being teased by the vibrating buttplug in her back door 24/7. Ever since she had cum twice without the Mistresses’ permission, she hadn’t been allowed cummies. She knew deep down, she deserved what she was getting… But… Her eyes suddenly began pouring tears as she felt her little, underserving clitty quiver in need at having been teased for so long, yet no relief was in sight.

It didn’t help also that her body had changed so drastically in the past few weeks. Change after change occurred, from her thighs thickening up to the point Amazonians would be jealous to acquiring large, backbreaking titties which just were delicious to look at if a huge pain in her back. Thankfully Ginny—M-Mistress, she meant, had placed a permanent charm on them to be gravity-defying orbs of flesh, easing her daily discomfort but also making the perfect tittyfuck toys for Mistresses’ constantly hungry cock. It was neverending how much her cock needed attention. If she was home, Ivory was serving it and trying to appease its hunger. And yet…

She felt the barest hint of a drop of precum escape the tip of her clitty as she thought of the cock lodged in her throat now, as the spell forced her to piledrive her entire upper body onto the cock and work every last inch of its massive length to squeeze out every drop of hot, precious futa cum it possessed. It was a deliriously wonderful, yet painful experience to work the shaft each and every day, to worship and love someone so deeply that she had committed herself to ensuring Mistress Ginny was always as satisfied as she could be with her new lot in life as Mrs. Potter.

With a sudden jolt, Ivory felt the sudden shiver of anticipation run through Ginny’s legs as her cock stiffened to full attention. As if on command, the raven-haired femboy was shoved downward till the cock was hilted in her throat completely as the redhead above her gripped the sides of her large, comfy chair tightly as she groaned in ecstasy. Large globs of cum rolled their way down the sissy’s throat, coating every inch of her throat walls and esophagus before landing with a happy plop inside Ivory’s stomach. Feeling the nurturing feeling of hot cum in her belly, Ivory held the pose for several long moments before the magic gently forced her off the cock and allowed her to breath a full lungful of air in many long minutes. Cum leaked out of her forcefully-gaped mouth whilst her arms were magically unbound from behind her back. Mistress Ginny did not even care to entertain the idea that Ivory had any power in the relationship anymore, despite willing submitting herself to anything Ginny desired. Ivory wanted to please her spouse after all, and after years of celibacy and desperate need, the Mistress deserved every ounce of pleasure she could get.

A snap of fingers caused the sissy to snap to attention as she shakily got back to her knees and crawled forward. Her tongue lolled out again as she cleaned the huge, futa phallus as best as she could, from scrotum to the tip. The sissy had gotten pretty talented at this particular skillset though and quickly finished her work before standing to head for the kitchen to prepare dinner. She popped the O-ring meekly out of her mouth and set it aside on the counter. It would be the reminder she needed to perfect her cocksucking skills as often as she could so that hopefully soon someday, she could have cummies again. Setting about her tasks though, the young sissy prepared the evening meal and a drink for her Mistress after a long day at work.

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Wild grunting ensued as Ginny rammed into her precious cocksleeve of a sissywife. The plump, now-dangerously attractive femboy was one of the most beautiful, delicious looking creatures one could ever find out on the streets of London. So much so that in just occasions such as right now, she was glad she could throw a Muffliato spell down and wrap the pair of them in the Invisibility Cloak to fuck like horny rabbits in the streets of Diagon Alley. Hell, she had actually surprised her little Ivory, having not alerted her to this possible event.

The redheaded minx had decided to go for a walk from a contract deal she was having in Diagon Alley about her upcoming Quidditch season when she had seen her spouse casually browsing the shops of the district for various nick-knacks for their home. Ivory was so unrecognizable from her previous self that nobody suspected. Nobody even knew they were talking to a feminized sissy wife whom was a complete slut for big, futa dick. And Ginny reveled in knowing she was her property, her spouse, her wife for the rest of time. So much so that she decided to sneak up on her little slave, get the jump on her, and dragged her in an alleyway to begin fucking her before she even revealed her identity to the blinded, deafened sissy.

Her hand yanked the plug out of Ivory’s asspussy and her lips pursed over the sissy’s ear as her massive, powerful hips thrust harshly into Ivory’s jiggly behind that was barely contained by the flimsy skirt she wore, now hiked up to her waist to reveal the lack of underwear. “You—UNGH—best keep quiet, slut. Unless you want an audience for the little show we are giving right now. Imagine—MMMNNN—if they knew the great Harry Potter had been turned into a sissified, willing slut known as Ivory… To know that you have embraced a whole, new life and pledged yourself to—OOOHHH—meee…” Ivory’s legs quivered with sudden relief as she realized it was her Ginny who was fucking her like the little cocksleeve she was. Admittedly, a deep, shameful part of herself had been thrilled at the thought that someone was just taking her like this. She couldn’t help still feeling a deep amount of horny humiliation as she was fucked near people she actually knew not too far away.

With a groan and cupping a hand over her mouth, the sissy barely whispered as she felt her prostate being destroyed by the massive futa cock. “P-P-Please, l-l-let me cum M-Mistress. I-I can’t h-hold much l-longer against this.” Tears swelled in her eyes at the overwhelming tidal wave of pleasure she was fighting against, weeks of training being put to the test, whilst her body quivered from head to toe as she barely stayed upright.

Ginny barely registered the femboy’s request for a moment before she gave a begrudging grunt and whispered back. “You may, you fucking slut.” She began piledriving into the slut’s asspussy with as much strength as she possessed, the slaps of hips upon ass barely covered by the power of the Muffliato spell. Ivory, surprised by the blessed words her Mistress had spoken, nearly screamed out in ecstasy as she felt her little clitty suddenly stiffen to its full, two-inch salute and spewed out a steady trickle of thick, gooey spermies from the tip. The sissy cum trickled to the ground whilst the Mistress simply continued to ravage the slut’s asshole whilst cumming. She cared not for the overwhelming feeling of fucking nonstop in the midst of an orgasm. She let out a husky moan, enjoying every hint of movement she received from her own thrusts and the gyrating ass of her cocksleeve.

“Merlin’s massive cock, you are probably the best lay in all of Great Britain. I could make a fortune with your ass, allowing the masses to fuck the best piece of arse in all of the Isles...” A dark smile crossed her lips as she kissed Ivory’s neck roughly, biting and nibbling upon the sensitive flesh. “… and yet, you are all mine. I daresay I will never grow tired of using you, for as long as we both live and are together.” The young sissy let a shiver run through her as she gasped for breath, cuddling closer to her Mistress and sending the cock even deeper into her inner depths as she drew closer. “O-Of course, Mistress… Forever… And ever…”

Husband and wife found a blissful, tender moment with one another in that moment… Only for it to end mere seconds later as Ginny slid her length out of Ivory as she grinned slyly. With a flourish of her wand and a wink, the Dominatrix shoved the sissywife out from under the cloak into the alleyway, letting the beleaguered slut quickly drag her skirt down and tried to hide the evidence of their public lovemaking before anyone noticed in the tightly packed shopping district. Blushing furiously yet unable to help feel the tiny jolts of excitement deep down at being treated so dirtily, Ivory quickly slipped back into the crowd and rushed off to finish her business for the day, ignoring the trickle of cum down her leg and onto the street as she walked.

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Another month passed in a blur of activity. Ginny had been called away into training for the beginning of her Quidditch season and Ivory had to stay and maintain the home in her stead. Back at said home, Ivory was busy cleaning and sorting the home in preparation for her Mistress’ return. She hadn’t seen her spouse in nearly a month and the poor little sissy was fit to burst with the desire to see her redheaded goddess again. Dressed in the skimpiest, slutty maids outfit she could find, Ivory was busy scuttling around trying to prepare dinner, clean the last bits of stray debris in the home that she could find, and prepare herself for her Mistress’ attention tonight. In no small words, Ginny had told her to be “ready to have fun all night.”

Her little clitty peeked out from the frilly, non-existent panties as she thought of her wife… Or husband? She wasn’t even sure what to quantify themselves anymore. She was her Goddess, the one who she loved so dearly and knew was loved in return with such a deep, abiding passion. It made her toes curl in her stripper heels, just thinking about their lovemaking and various bits of debauchery they got up to when together. Especially when they were apart for some extended amount of time and came back together like tonight. With a tiny gasp, Ivory’s hand slipped down to gently touch herself, rubbing at the tip of her tiny, cute little cock and feel the wetness at the tip as she stimulated it. Her breasts, now nearly double CC’s, heaved in surprise as she felt the sensitive little nub of her cock send spike of pleasure down her spine. The sissy halted her movement and steadied herself on a nearby wall, grasping it for balance as she tried to not furious begin fingering her asspussy. Her desires had only grown with each day they were separated, making her eventually come to the conclusion that Ginny had cursed her.

In fact, she knew that her Mistress had indeed done so. Despite how much she plowed her own ass with the largest dildos she could conjure, regardless of how much she rubbed at her nub, the little sissy couldn’t cum. It had proven impossible whilst she had been away. And as the days progressed and the more she tried to find ways to give herself relief, Ivory felt a growing need that she couldn’t satisfy. With growing certainty, she knew the only way she could find relief was by Ginny’s massive, delicious, glorious cock… Her mind went a bit dull as she thought of the cock that could fill her like nothing else could. Mere months ago, she would never have claimed to have been a person who would be interested in anal. Now though… She was a dirty little anal fuckslut who could only get off now if she were fucked like the cocksleeve she was. Even her dreams were filled with it. Every night she imagined her Mistress returning home in the dead of night and taking her whilst she was sleeping, to be awakened to the wonderful sensation of being filled up. To be turned into the personal sheath for Ginny’s sword.

It wasn’t until she heard the small ding of the bell on the front door that Ivory realized she had been lost in blissful torture, rubbing her at little, itty bitty clitty nonstop. Squealing in shock, she rushed around the corner to stand waiting before the front door, her heart pounding nonstop as a spike of adrenaline coursed through her veins. With a curse and a shuffle through the front door, Ginny looked up to see a waiting Ivory. She put a lovesick puppy to shame in how much she glowed with happiness at seeing Ginny home. A stuttering “W-W-Welcome h-home M-Mistress—” was all that got out of the little sissy slut before Ginny had literally tossed aside everything in her arms, wandlessly slammed the door shut, and embraced Ivory in a bonecrushing hug and kiss that would make her mother faint from the bluntness of it. Tongues wrapped and snaked and twisted around one another as the sissy in her arms squeaked and cooed like a happy, little creature whilst the redheaded goddess’ hands grasped a handful of that massive, bubblebutt ass and another handful of raven-black hair.

A minute passed in this hot makeout session before Ginny pulled back, her eyes filled with a deep lust as her brown eyes stared into deepest of green eyes and hoarsely whispered. “I’m home. And you’re be worshipping my cock for the rest of the night, you little whore.” Without further fanfare, her arms spun the sissy around, bent Ivory over and proceeded to hotdog her cock between the glorious pale, creamy buns of her sissywife. Barely struggling, Ivory nuzzled her bum back into that veiny, girthy phallus and let out a blatant moan of desire. “Y-Yes Mistress. Of course. You deserve every inkling of my attention tonight, and you will receive it all.”

With very little prompting, lingerie was torn and flung away as Ginny proceeded to slip her arms underneath Ivory’s legs, lifting her up for suspended reverse position where she was facing away and Ginny had perfect access to her boipussy. With a sinister smile on her face, the futa began slowly running her cockhead over Ivory’s tender little rosebud. Deliberate, gentle caresses seemed to cause the poor sissy to squirm and bite her lip as she repressed loud whines as best as she could. Rub, rub, rub went the cock as the futa held all the power and the sissy just simply waited, hoping to hold out long enough to maintain an illusion of dignity with her mistress. But it twas not to be. After nearly three minutes of long, careful strokes across her delicate little hole, Ivory couldn’t help but quietly mumbling to herself as she shook her massive bubblebutt. Ginny caught on quick and leaned in to bite the tender neck before her. “What… was… that… slut…?”

Ivory, realizing her blunder, blushed brightly as she looked down at her dribbling little clit and took a deep breath. She held it for mere moments before nearly shouting. “P-PLEASE FUCK ME MISTRESS! GODS ABOVE, I’VE BEEN TORTURED FOR NEARLY A MONTH, UNABLE TO CUM. P-PLEASE GIVE YOUR MOST LOYAL WORSHIPPER THE REPRIEVE SHE IS BEGGING FOR!” To her credit, Ginny was a tad bit startled by Ivory’s uncustomary outburst. She had no idea the curse would be THAT effective, nor that Ivory would have built up… Her thoughts trailed off as she realized something. “Ooohhhh… Did you try masturbating whilst I was gone? Thinking of your dear mistress, missing her wonderful cock in your arse huh?” Ivory bit her lip before meekly nodding.

As if that were all she had been waiting for, Ivory felt her rosebud being assaulted violently by the futa cock which had been teasing her for the past several minutes. A scream ripped out of her lungs as she felt her insides penetrated finally with the cursebreaking tool her goddess possessed. A mewling “Th-Thank yooouuuu…” came out of Ivory as her clit suddenly exploded with a large dribble of cum as her guts were ruthlessly fucked again and again by Ginny. Minutes of fucking blurred together for the lucky sissywife as she got what she had been looking for. At the same time, the redheaded futa was grunting like a rabid dog in heat, plowing her cocksleeve with little abandon. She barely registered her first orgasm, or the second one, or the third, as she let out a month’s worth of frustration, of constant physical exercise and no sexual reprieve. She bathed in the sexual glow of the two of them, fucking each other for all they were worth.

Only after the fifth orgasm did Ginny finally come to and proceed to yank her cock out of the not-so-tight asshole, releasing a large dollop of cum to splatter onto the wooden floor as she carried her sissy to the nearby living room couch. Tossed like a ragdoll onto the comfy cushions, Ivory bounced once before she was embraced in strong, warm arms. Instinctively the sissy wrapped her arms around Ginny’s neck and her legs around her waist as the cock slid into position and the fucking resumed with vigor. Staring into each other’s eyes, the married couple were lost in each other’s presence for what felt like an hour as the wet sounds of “SMACK, SLAM, SLOP, SHLAP, SMACK!” continued unabated for so long. Orgasms were not even counted as the fuckening just kept unnaturally spanning more and more time.

Eventually, the pair only stopped when Ginny realized just how exhausted and dehydrated from constantly plowing load after load into her willing cum receptacle. Looking down at Ivory, the little sissy reminded her of a crème-filled, glazed donut that had been ravaged during the baking process. Bulging belly, tongue lolling out, eyes rolled into the back of her head, and short, rapid breaths as she mewled like a recently born kitten, the sissy seemed to be lost in the depths of her mind’s own bliss. Cum dribbled consistently out of the tip of her clitty, as if a constant untapped keg of it was waiting to escape after a month of torture. And likely magical intervention, for both of them.

Haphazardly getting to her feet, Ginny stumbled her way to the kitchen at the smell of food, a small smile on her lips as she glowed in the post-sex haze as she realized… She was a damn lucky woman to have such a wonderful sissy for a wife. A chuckle resonated from her chest as she left Ivory to rest on the couch, seeking out the dinner that had likely gone cold by now.

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Before either of them knew it, a year had flown by and it was time to celebrate their first anniversary. Both could feel the anticipation in the air as they both planned out an exquisite day together. That is, after the pre-celebration. The night before the anniversary, Ginny had been approached by Ivory. Unlike her usual submissive, kind self, Ivory had come with a fire in her eyes as she had promptly told her Mistress she would be staying in tonight, she would sit herself down in her favorite loveseat at 8:00 PM sharp, and she would be in her robe. Flabbergasted and oddly aroused by the unexpected strength of will from the sissy, Ginny could only nod solemnly as the pact was made.

Fast forward several hours and more then a little bit of anticipation on the part of Ginny, the futa sat in only her bathrobe in her loveseat in the living room. A large fire crackled merrily in the fireplace as she waited… The redhead didn’t have to wait long. Footsteps could be heard coming from the kitchen, the quiet click of heals on wood very apparent in the dim quiet of the dark home. Ginny’s eyes widened though as she saw her lovely wife enter the room. Standing before her… was her beautiful wife. But… not quite like any way she had seen her before. Ivory wore a tight, revealing outfit of the deepest, green silk that clung to her form. A corset, strung up tight and glowing with the inner workings of magic, followed by a garter belt, stockings and heels that were a perfect blend of blacks, greens and silvers. They complimented the thick, luxurious thighs on Ivory, along with her massive bubblebutt and wide, birth-giving hips that any woman would be jealous of. Her breasts, still gravity-defying but now far more massive double DD’s, were wrapped in an open-topped v-neck silk vest and shirt. A choker was wrapped around her neck, along with green lipstick. Whilst Ginny knew it was all meant to compliment Ivory’s pale, perfect skin and her green eyes, she couldn’t help but feel some vague Slytherin vibes.

That thought was quickly dropped as her fully-feminized sissy suddenly began slowly but confidently began dancing for her. It was a sultry, flowing mixture of movements which gave Ginny a view of every angle of her body. On cue, the futa cock sprung to attention and shoved aside the bathrobe attempting to cover it like it was nothing, only for her cock to grow harder as she watched one piece of clothing after another become loosened and be tossed aside. Eventually, all that remained on the sissy beyond complimentary articles of clothing was her bra and her panties, which barely hid the tiniest of bulges that was undoubtedly her clitty. Sauntering her way over, Ivory slid into Ginny’s lap and proceeded to pull her Mistress into a deep, tongue-tying kiss as they made out. Minutes passed in silence, with only the sound of quiet music in the background, the crackling of the merry fire and their slurping noises as they tongue-fucked each other’s mouths.

Eventually Ivory pulled away and smiled shyly at Ginny. “Happy Anniversary sweetheart… Tomorrows the big day, isn’t it?” The futa smiled wide and pulled Ivory in close for a tight hug as they stared at the fire together. “Yes… Yes, it is, my sweet Ivory.”

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In a gloriously luxury boutique, Ivory stood before a mirror and couldn’t help but marvel at her appearance. Clad in nothing but a flimsy set of panties and bra of black silk and gold highlights, with garter belt and stockings, the young sissy couldn’t help but stare at herself in amazement. It had been almost a year since her gradual shift in transformation by her new Mistress. Nearly a year and she had changed from a handsome, if grossly unequipped young man to the beautiful, porcelain doll of Ginny’s deepest lusts. She gently touched the newly-created pussy that had been given to her, slowly sliding a finger along the slit and shuddering in delight at the new feeling. The sissy knew she was not allowed to do anything to the fully-functional, newly-created pussy that she now possessed, as it was solely Ginny who may deflower her. A small shiver of delight ran through her, knowing she could now theoretically have a child if Ginny willed it, though the magical birth control casted upon her would prevent that till whenever the redhead witch lifted it.

It made her just shiver in delight, knowing that she was so desired by her Goddess and fulfilled all of her dreams. The raven-haired slut had proven a far more capable lover as a sissy then she ever would have been as a man. And she had long come to embrace that idea in her mind. So enthralled in the thoughts of the redhead’s massive futa cock, Ivory began gently rubbing at her clitty behind the silken clothing barely hiding it from view. A tiny gasp escaped her throat, only to let out a louder squeak as the curtains behind her pulled back and Ginny stepped in. The futa was distracted, looking down at a catalog for the store, only to look up and see her sissy wife standing there in glorious attire.

Instantly hard as a rock and with very little preamble, Ginny tossed aside the catalog and grasped Ivory from behind. Pinning the sissy’s arms behind her back and shoving down the panties that were proving a minor barrier, Ginny wordlessly plowed her way into the raven-haired whore’s tight asspussy with little fanfare. Her other hand covered Ivory’s mouth, preventing the loud moans from escaping and alerting the nearby staff as quiet slaps of flesh upon flesh ensued. For several long minutes, the two lovers were locked in a tight, fuckable hug with the asspussy massaging the cock for everything it was worth. Ginny leaned in and whispered quietly into Ivory’s ear as she hilted herself into the tight, warm hole she was plundering. “I can’t wait for tonight, you little slut.” And with those words, she exploded into her slut’s asspussy, leaving a large deposit of cum in her.

Ginny took a step back, releasing Ivory and letting the slut stand there in the post-fuck stage of bliss she was now in, humming to herself as she picked up her catalog and walked back out into the parlor. Surprised and unsure how to proceed, Ivory simply reached back and pulled up the silken panties before clenching her hole tightly closed. She hoped to keep that load in her ass and let it be a comforting feeling within herself for the remainder of the day. Till tonight at least…

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Later on that same day, the lovebirds finally came back together in the privacy of their own home. Wearing a gorgeous array of bridal attire with a long flowing gown and a dress of purest white, Ivory slowly entered the glade near their home. Both had decided to renew their vows before a officiate in their proper roles as husband and wife. It only seemed proper to acknowledge who they both truly were after being together for a year. Ivory gulped as she finally approached the makeshift aisle Ginny had prepared. Looking down, her heart seized up at seeing Ginny standing there with the officiate. The redhead was clad in a short, formal black dress with a bit of flowing silk here and there, with flowers and more.

She was beautiful to Ivory. And the sissy knew, in that moment, this was the right way to go. With quick steps straight down the aisle, Ivory stood before the officiate and looked to Ginny. The conversation blurred by, as emerald green eyes stared into brown as they stated their vows to one another for the second time together. The officiate, a nervous looking wizard, glanced between the two before coughing and announcing in a squeaky voice. “I now pronounce you two umm… husband and sissywife. You may kiss the bride.” His book snapped closed and he walked away without a backward glance as Ginny leaned in and grasped Ivory with her arms, dragged her close and drew them together into a deep, long kiss that most certainly would have been inappropriate in front of a crowd.

Both of the newly-weds gasping for breath. With very little fanfare, Ginny pulled back from the kiss finally and spoke firmly. “Do you promise to serve me as the sissy slut you are, for the rest of our days together?” Feeling the commanding presence of Ginny’s stare upon her, Ivory immediately pulled at the small silken ribbon at the small of her back. With a sudden tug, her entire dress came apart in an expertly-tied deconstruction, revealing the sissy to be in her black and gold lingerie with holes conveniently built in place. The sissy slowly turned, arching her back as she reached down to grasp her ankles and present her virgin pussy to its creator. “I p-promise till our last day together to be yours. I will always serve you, in both sickness and in health.”

The redhead let out a groan at those words, letting the rock her to her core before she tore aside her dress to reveal the barely-hidden, rock hard phallus which had been straining at her dress for nearly the entire ceremony. The futa took one step forward, grasped Ivory’s hips and placed the tip of her massive cock against the entrance to the virgin hole that glistened with desire. “Then… I pronounce us… Mistress and Sissy Slut…” Grunting, Ginny suddenly slammed into the tight, virgin hole and felt the hymen give way. “Take your—MMMNNHHH—your fucking pounding, slut.” Ivory cried out in pain for only a moment before she nodded and felt a moan overcome her as magical lube took hold and her body quickly began feeling the overwhelming sensations that came with her new fuckhole. “Y-Yes Mistress, ANYTHING YOU SAY!”

The sounds of “SHLICK, SMACK, SHLORP, SLAM, SLOP, SMACK” ensued as the redhead’s futa cock began pounding away mercilessly at her newly-claimed pussy. Her eyes fell shut as she groaned and grasped ahold of her sissywife, pulling her up and embracing her in a tight hug as she continued to plow the inner depths of tight fuckhole. “You. Will. Always. Be. My. Personal. Fucktoy. With. All. Three. Fuckholes. Available. To. Me. FOREVER AND EVER!” Ginny unleashed several brutal thrusts into Ivory’s hungry cunt, only to feel her whole body shudder as the need to cum finally overwhelmed her and she flooded the slick pussy with her babybatter. One of her hands slipped down Ivory’s groin and fondled her clitty. It was so tiny, it could barely be considered male genitalia anymore. The raven-haired sissy cooed quietly, her tongue lolling out as she felt her brain overload with pleasure from two different sources. “D-Does M-Mistress love my little cl-clitty? I wish you could make it even smaller so I have n-no possibility of ever b-being a man ever again. I love being y-your fuckslut too much to e-ever want that life again.”
Ginny’s eyes lit up as she suddenly squeezed the clitty and small little grapes underneath. She chuckled as her magic flowed into Ivory and she whispered into her ear. “Your wish… is granted. You little fucking slut… You’ve locked yourself into the point of no return. You’ll only ever be able to find satisfaction from being a fuckslut for me… and for others.” As the magic glowed and infused Ivory’s body, the clitty shrunk down to a mere little bump and her balls into the size of raisins. Barely recognizable as male genitalia at this point, Ivory felt their sensitivity go up drastically as her legs shivered in place and she sobbed in relief and joy at the feeling of pure pleasure, love and appreciation of her new position in life as a sissy wife fuckslut to the person she cared most about in the world. “Th-Thank you Mistress. I’ll cherish this, always.”

With one last resounding slap upon the sissy’s asscheeks, Ginny could only chuckle as she began pulling back and thrusting into her husband-turned-sissywife, watching as her whole body spasmed from pleasure from being lovingly abused and fucked like the hungry fuckslut she was. A small part of her crowed in delight at being in such a position of power over the young Potter, but the other part of her deeply loved the person before her and knew she had truly found the one meant for her. Forever, and ever. Her hug tightened as they proceeded to keep fucking into the night as they enjoyed their second honeymoon together.

Author's Note: Hope this proved an enjoyable read! :D
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