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Luna Explores	By : Aarden_Fluvier Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 17445 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Luna and Hermione, together with Harry and Neville were in the midst of another planning session.  The process of helping Myrtle had become just about as complex as fighting Voldemort!    The girls had updated Harry and Neville on all relevant details, and Madame Morgana had received her 50 pictroni for final selection, with a special note about Alex.  Luna had received word from the ever-helpful Headmaster Dippet.  No doubt spurred on by the idea of Madame Morgana once again slurping on his cock, Dippet had managed to convince enough of his slumbering family portraits to wake up, and that between them all, they had managed to enhance the family magic to allow more than a decadal extra-portrait activity.  Further, they had worked out how the portrait subjects themselves could partially extrude themselves external of the portrait.  Previously, Luna had reached into the portrait to enjoy Dippet’s legendary penis.  This was a marvelous reshaping of the family magic, and one that members would enjoy to the hilt, especially Headmaster Dippet! Now although this would be draining on the family reservoir of magic, Dippet had managed to convince his relatives that he, Armando Dippet, should be the first lucky escapee so that he could recreate his role precisely in Myrtle’s ritual.  Luna rather thought that his many visits to female family portraits may have resulted in their support -  Dippet was verycharming, as she knew.  Now although he could not fully escape the portrait, the magic allowed whatever part of him he sent outside the portrait to assume real-life proportions.  The plan was that Dippet’s portrait would be moved to the room of requirements and positioned just next to where Madame Morgana’s hungry mouth would be waiting for him. A charm would be in place to make the rest of his portrait appear normal size too, and the frame would be fully dis-illusioned.
Harry and Neville were to have special roles.  Neville was to play the role of the young man who beckoned to Myrtle.  From the descriptions the girls had given him, Neville had even worked out a charm to make himself look more like that boy.   He was rather looking forward to this, because it meant it was very likely, if it all worked out, he would be the boy that Myrtle would first fuck.  Neville, under Luna’s encouragement, had become really rather adventurous, rather like Hermione had also become. He had even confided in her why he had been so scared and freaked out previously; that had been a seminal moment in the consolidation of their relationship.
Harry had a different job.   He was to be one of the hard-cocked boys in the line up for Madame Morgana; however, his actual role was to be monitoring the situation and to be communicating back, in real time, to Luna and Hermione, who of course would not actually be present, at least until Myrtle entered.  He had also been trained in the use of the pictronis spell, so that he could record the process for posterity.  Luna and Hermione intended to write a supplement to Madame Greystone’s definitive book on ghosts, and the pictronis would provide the actual evidence for their writing.   They would communicate via a two-way mirror pair, that Harry had enhanced to provide audio as well as visual communications.  The intent was that if something needed to be changed in the re-enactment as it unfolded, then perhaps the girls would be able to advise, if Madame Morgana was, shall we say, indisposed.

Luna had also been to visit Madrigan, her sexy Centaur friend, whom she had remained friends with since the encounter at Hagrid’s.  Madrigan had undertaken to find a Centaur male to join the re-enactment.  Centaurs were a very proud race though, and Madrigan thought it may be difficult to persuade one of the males to be a mere actor in the event.  However, she thought that her powers of persuasion were up to the task, as well as the promise of fucking Madame Morgana (Luna supplied the pictronis).   However, with the date fast approaching, Luna and Hermione had still not heard back and were starting to become a little concerned for Madrigan’s safety – male Centaur’s could be quite violent when angered.   However, Hagrid told Luna that he had seen Madrigan very recently, and he arranged for Luna to meet her at his hut that afternoon after lunch.  Luna need not have worried, Madrigan was in excellent spirits, and she had with her a young male centaur by the name of Siena.  Siena was clearly rather enamoured of Madrigan (and why not), and could not keep his hands off of her, despite the new presence of Luna. “Hello lovely Luna” laughed Madrigan, “Siena here is going to be your re-enactment Centaur.  He is rather young, and so not full of silly older Centaur bias.  He is also very enthusiastic about sex, if a little inexperienced.”  Siena flashed Luna a cheesy smile, and then refocused his attentions on Madrigan.   “Madrigan has kindly been introducing me to the world of sex,” he snorted, “and this project of yours sounds like a lot of fun.  I saw that pictronis and Madame Morgana is one very sexy woman, almost as much as Madrigan, even though she’s not a Centaur!”  As he spoke, he leaned in to Madrigan to give her a hot kiss that went on, well, for a while.  As they kissed his Centaur cock started to extrude from its sheath, providing Luna with quite some view.  Hagrid was already behind Madrigan, his giant cock in his hand as he contemplated sliding it into her cunt.   Luna didn’t even think as she knelt down under Siena and grabbed his horse cock with both hands.  She felt it immediately grow bigger as she manipulated.  He smelt strongly of wood and musk, it was very intoxicating.  “Luna,” called out Madrigan, “be careful down there, Centaurs can get a little lost in lust!”  Luna reckoned that was very good advice, and although she was rather keen on the idea of being painted by a fountain of Centaur cum, and her pussy was already throbbing, she had classes to attend also.  With a lick and a kiss to his cock head, she jumped out to leave the three to their fun.
Everything was in place for the big event.  A portrait of Headmaster Dippet had been borrowed, located in the room of requirements and charmed as per the plan.  The boys, including young Alex, that Madame Morgana had selected, had all been briefed on their roles, and told that they must not ejaculate for 2 full days before the event.  If they did, Madame Morgana’s sex magic would detect it and they would be ejected.  This had always been the rule at her orgies, and there was no need to change it now.  They were told that although the primary focus was for Myrtle, that there would be plenty of fucking for them.  Madame Morgana intended to work her way through many of them before Myrtle’s scene was played out.  The boys were now all in the room of requirements, anxiously awaiting the Madame.  Finally, Luna and Hermione arrived with Siena, Harry and Neville.  All three had also had to abide by the ejaculation rule, and each of them was feeling extremely toey, especially Siena (sic).  Harry’s cock kept on spontaneously erecting, and Hermione kept rubbing it through his pants to tease him.  Neville had been hard for what seemed hours now, and Luna was not helping him at all, not in the slightest.  She kept “accidentally” backing into him and trapping his prick in the crack of her panty-less bottom.   Siena was just plain desperate to fuck.  His cock was fully extended and dripping great gobs of Centaur pre-cum. Naturally, Luna took advantage of this to quickly scoot down and allow some of it to drip into her wide-open mouth.    She did this when Hermione was busy with Harry, so that when she then kissed Hermione, her friend got a very big gooey surprise.   At that moment, Madame Morgana swept into the room looking very elegant and sexy in her sheer corset and underwear set.  For maximum effect, she had on a garter belt, thigh-length stockings and very, very long high heels.  “Girls, now please stop that.  I remind you that this is for Myrtle, and not you,” she smirked, knowing full well she was going to get huge enjoyment from it, as well as hopefully deal with her decades of hidden guilt.   Hermione and Luna tittered, and gave their boyfriends quick kisses, and then exited the room of requirements.
“It’s time to begin,” she cried, and with that, she turned to face her many admirers.   “Now gentlemen, I am pleased to tell you that my magic tells me you have all abided by the rules.    Each and every one of you is going to fuck me today, as many times as you want.   Further, my good friend Headmaster Dippet is joining us via the miracle of his family magic.  Headmaster Dippet and I fucked each other for literally decades at Hogwarts, and I was very upset when I was deprived of his magnificent cock.  So I am very pleased he is back today.  I am also very pleased to welcome Alex here today.   Alex sent me the most amazing pictronis, and you will see why today.  I want to impress on you that Alex is unique.  Some of you make be shocked at what he will reveal to you today, but I must ask that each and every one of you swears the following, on your magic, before we begin.” At the nods she stated, “repeat after me.    I promise to treat Alex with respect and dignity, to celebrate his unique sexuality and to always recognize and be at peace with his humanity, so mote it be.”   12 wands fired stars into the air, and one centaur cock discharged, along with some more pre-cum, a jet of green and red fire.
She then asked the 12 boys to stand in a line, with the centaur standing with Headmaster Dippet’s portrait.  Dippet was already present, and he was sitting rather outrageously in his chair, with his robes pulled aside and his magnificent erection throbbing for all to see.  Of course, it was mainly for Madame Morgana to see, although Dippet was by no means averse to boys enjoying him as well. Madame Morgana went to the first boy in the line; she moved in closely and greeted him by kissing him sensuously. At the same time she pressed her body against him, using her pussy to detect his arousal.   “Mmmmm good boy,” she breathed into his ear, before she leaned down to squeeze his bulge and slowly undo his belt.  His pants fell to the floor, and she quickly moved to remove his shirt and tie, leaving his cock tightly encased in his briefs.  “This is why you had to hold your cum for 2 days,” she extolled.  “No orgy of mine ever had a soft cock, and I don’t intend to start today.”  With a second squeeze, she pulled his briefs out, to free his cock, and then down.   She didn’t touch him any more, but just stepped back and admired his young slim form, with his rigid prick twitching and throbbing.  She licked her lips, and slipped her right hand to rub her pussy just a little.  The boy’s shaft, although it seemed impossible, stiffened just a little more at her display.  “That’s right darling,” she hummed and moved along the line.  Each boy received similar treatment, although it was different for each one.
When she reached Alex, she winked, and held him close for a long while.   First, she revealed his erect penis and tiny testicles.  As she did so, she looked around at the other boys, challenging them to remember their oath.  Then she slipped off his top, to the joint gasp from all the other boys.  But they remained overtly calm (well, except for their genitals) until she drew Alex forwards facing away from them, and asked him to bend over.  Then they all saw his tiny beautiful girl slit and uproar erupted.   However, a clap from Headmaster Dippet brought them back to attention, and Alex turned to address them.  “Boys, I don’t know where today is going to lead exactly, but nobody has fucked my pussy yet, and so I ask you to respect that.   If I ask you to fuck me, please take care with me.” Harry and Neville were as amazed as all the others because Hermione had not revealed Alex’s secret, even to them.   Alex was certainly taking matters into his own hands it seems, and was on a fast track of sexual exploration.   Harry and Neville, unlike their girlfriends, were both very heterosexual in their own sexual orientation, and Alex’s offer confused them both quite considerably.  Harry, ever the pragmatist, whispered to his friend “I have no idea how this orgy is going to work out, whether I will be fucking Myrtle or not, or whether I will find myself attracted to Alex or not. So I think we should just let it unfold and see where it takes us.”  Neville nodded, still rather stunned by the revelations.
Madame Morgana then continued down the line of boys until the first 10 were all naked, and all sporting beautiful hard erections, throbbing with desire for her.  By the time she had reached the end, she had slipped her panties off, and the sight of her thick soft bush, especially when she showed it off from behind bending over for them, was enough to have those cocks start to leak pre-cum.  The last two in the line were Neville and Harry.  They were quite used to their girlfriends teasing them, but they had never been in a situation like now with a powerful and dominant witch treating them, along with ten others, as her own personal boy toys; it was a useful moment of humility for them both.   Madame Morgana purred in Neville’s ear, nibbling his ear lobe as she deftly removed his clothing. “Luna has told me all about your cock, Neville.  The way she describes it, perhaps it rivals Headmaster Dippet’s, so I am very keen to try it out.   Do you want to fuck my hairy cunt Neville?  Have you been thinking about how it will feel as I spread my legs for you and you shove your cock into my hole?”  As she said that, she tugged his briefs down, turned around and bent over, and then pushed back to trap his shaft against her wet tangled bush.   Neville muttered “Morgana’s Tits” to Harry’s amusement, as he desperately attempted to control his urge to fuck her. “That’s good Neville,” Madame Morgana added as she turned back around, “you have excellent self control, and I could feel your sex magic flowing from your penis into my holes.   She reached down and cupped his balls, scraping her finger nails over his rough-textured scrotum.” I like big balls Neville, I like to suck them and scratch them, and you do have lovely big balls to go with that fine cock.  Still, Headmaster Dippet is exceptional, and you will have to work very hard to impress me more than him.”   Madame Morgana’s teasing was very simple, but the atmosphere was so sexually charged, that Neville was totally swept along by it.  He desperately wanted his cock in her slippery pussy and he desperately wanted to impress her.  Finally, it was Harry’s turn.
Madame Morgana left Neville, the 11’th hard cock standing to attention, and moved on to Harry.  She circled around him, pushing her body against him from behind, wrapping her arms around him, and nuzzling his neck as she pressed her pussy against him.  “Hello Harry,” she whispered.   I’ve got eleven very hard boys here, plus a dripping Centaur and an eternally randy Headmaster Dippet (who was enjoying  Madame Morgana’s display immensely; he retained his fat erection all through her boy teasing).   Do I really need Harry Potter’s cock as well?”  As she spoke, she reached down to his groin and gently groped him.   “What do you have that’s special for me Harry? Can you fuck me screaming into an orgasm continuum, or is your cum particularly tasty, or will you paint my face until it’s like glue covering every inch of my skin?  What Harry, tell me what you desire.”    Harry’s breathing was a bit ragged, as were Hermione and Luna’s who had watched the whole thing so far in the 2-way mirror, but he managed to retain some presence of mind, mainly due to his long hours of occlumency, learning to protect his mind.   Harry spun around on the spot to face Madame Morgana, and then he leaned into a hot and passionate kiss with her.  Madame Morgana immediately took control of the kiss, and ground her cunt against his tight groin, as again sex magic flared.  This time the magic came from them both, and it manifested as a hot orange flow engulfing both of their genitals areas.  As Madame Morgana broke the kiss, Harry stared deeply into her eyes, and suggested to her that the orgy begin and that he should be first to fuck her.   Madame Morgana just smiled, and took him by the hand to the large 4-poster bed positioned just in front of Headmaster Dippet’s portrait.     When they reached the bed, she sat on the edge, and pulled Harry to stand just in front of her.  It was time for Harry’s body to be revealed also.    Madame Morgana loved to undress boys. She especially liked when she revealed their cock, hard or soft. In fact she loved the sight of a soft cock, because that meant she could tease it to erection, and the sight of a hardening cock endlessly fascinated her.
She pulled Harry’s shirt off over his head, and gasped at the sight of the scars on his strong torso.  Madame Morgana traced each scar with her fingertip, and followed with a trail of kisses along each scar.  Then she kissed and licked his belly, working her way downwards.    Rather than remove his trousers, she simply vanished them, and Harry’s beautifully engorged, thick penis rose to meet her gaze.   Harry’s foreskin was fully peeled back by his erection, and the purple head was glistening with tiny drops of pre-cum.   His balls were already tight against his body; Harry was very ready to cum. After two days of abstinence, and then half an hour watching her tease the other boys, and then the kiss and the groping, Harry’s body was ready to offload his semen.   “How do you want me, Harry?” asked Madame Morgana. “I can see you are going to cum very soon. You can take me however you want: fast slow, rough, gentle, whatever pleases you the most.  Just give me all your cum, and when you do, I want it all over my face.”  Harry, being a young man of action, needed no further encouragement.  With one fluid move, he positioned Madame Morgana on the bed on all fours, her feet just dangling of the edge of the bed. She spread her legs as wide as she could, showing her dripping pink cunt though her thick pussy hair to Harry and all the other boys.  At that moment, Harry happened to look at Dippet, who gave Harry an outrageous wink, as he made the time-honoured symbol of forefinger slipping through a ring of thumb and forefinger from his other hand.  Harry reckoned he knew what that meant, and much though he wanted Madame Morgana’s pussy, he wanted to shock her a little too.  He stood behind her, grasping her shapely hips, and with no warning, positioned his cock at her ass hole and slowly and purposefully, shoved his cock into her.    First his cock head pushed in, until her sphincter slowed his progress.  But he kept pushing and her ring slowly accepted him until his whole glans popped in to her rectum.   Harry spat down on his cock and on Madame Morgana’s ass and ass hole, and began to shag her deliberately and roughly.  “That’s it Harry, use my fucking ass,” she cried out. Harry looked at Dippet again, and the man favoured Harry with a big smile as he worked his own erection in his hand. Then he offered Harry some advice; “Harry, Madame Morgana has a small anatomical deformity – she has a kind of anal clitoris in her rectum. It’s at the bottom. If you can ram that with your cock, you will make her cum in a screaming mess.”  Madame Morgana moaned with delight as Harry’s pole rammed in and out of her bowel, seeking her anal clitoris.  Then, his cock head touched it, and she bucked and spasmed  as she screamed his name “Haaaaarrrry fuck my ass, harder”.  Harry redoubled his efforts, and now he knew where to find that anal clit. Madame Morgana forced her ass against him as Harry fucked her as hard and as roughly as he possibly could.  He also smacked her ass hard with his right hand, leaving very red marks on her creamy cheeks.  She met every smack pushing her bottom towards him, until Harry totally lost all sense of what he was doing. He just kept whacking her ass harder as he fucked her more and more roughly.  Very soon Madame Morgana started to scream one long scream of continuous orgasm and it totally triggered Harry.  He felt a fire race through his belly, and then it felt like that fire reached his prostate and then a searing jet of semen erupted along his vas deferens and finally raged out of his cock.   As the first pulse of cum erupted into her bowel, Harry wrenched his cock out of Madame Mograna’s ass with a huge pop, leaving it gaping open at him.  He let the next two shots spray her ass and dribble into her hole, and then he wrenched her around to face him, and started to pump masses of sticky, thick cum all over her face.   Madame Morgana howled in ecstasy as the gooey fluid from Harry’s body seared into her eyes, coated her cheeks and filled her mouth as she offered it as a receptacle for his semen.    Harry continued to pour cum on her, his sex magic massively enhancing his orgasm.  Harry had never cum so much, and Hermione, watching via the mirror that Neville now held, was determined that she would soon be the beneficiary of such a huge load also.    She and Luna were kissing each other wildly in between peeks, their pussies full of fingers.
As they came down from their orgasms, Headmaster Dippet gave a loud groan, and cum gushed out of his cock too.  His still vivid memories of sessions fucking Madame Morgana’s ass, plus the sight of a totally out of control Harry banging away at her had been too much!  This was the first test of his new magic, and the cum flew out of his portrait and onto the bed.   Dippet had a very big smile on his face as he saw his cum exit the portrait.  “Harry me lad, I think you have a promising future as a wild sex shaman if you want it!” he chuckled.  “Women will come from far and wide to feel the power of your sex magic.  Perhaps I should privately school you to allow you the freedom to pursue this.” “Ah thank you Headmaster,” panted Harry, “but I think I have a few things to finish up here at Hogwarts before I begin my shaman career. I also need to practice my sex magic on a particular young woman before I think I’ll be ready!”   Hermione went weak at the knees when she heard this, and resolved she would keep Harry to his word.  “Speaking of being ready”, chimed in Madame Morgana, I’m ready for the next round.  Harry that was totally awesome, and a very fine start to my first orgy in a while, but I’m ready for some more hard boy cock, and then some centaur, eh Siena, and then we will be close to the point at which Myrtle should join us. “  She looked up at her line of boys, each of which was busy with his own cock after Harry’s performance. Alex, who seemed to become bolder by the moment, was also busy attending to his own body, but at the same time he had become friendly with the boy next to him and was pushing his bottom into his cock as if inviting him to fuck his tiny pussy. The boy, who was obviously bi-sexual, was enjoying this attention, and he willingly allowed his prick to slide up and down Alex’s ass, and when Alex allowed, felt it rub over his pussy.
For the next hour or so, Madame Morgana entertained about half of her procession of young play boys.  The others were getting extraordinarily frustrated, but knew that if they came before their turn, they would be ejected.   After each boy had his turn, he’d rejoin the line and await hopefully another go.  A few were inexperienced, but regardless, Madame Morgana gave each and every one of them a very intense experience.   Her pussy was overflowing with cum, her face and hair caked with cum, and her ass exhibited more spanking marks and was streaked with fluids.    She wondered to herself why she hadn’t done this in a while.  Old she might be, but with the anti-aging properties of Magic, she could do this for a while longer yet.    Finally the re-creation scene started to emerge.  Dippet was standing in his portrait, his famous cock shoved out of the portrait and in Madame Morgana’s mouth.  She was recreating that wondrous blowjob to the best of her ability whilst a boy serviced her pussy and asshole.   Then Siena took his turn. Luna and Hermione had described to him in exquisite detail what was required of him and he was very willing to oblige.  His cock had been dripping a seemingly endless stream of pre-cum throughout the last hour, and now there was no holding him back now.   With a horse-like call, he rammed his cock into Madame Morgana’s magically engorged pussy.  Harry and Neville stood watching speechless.  Neville had though Harry had been rather wild, but that was nothing compared to what Siena was doing.  Neville was beginning to wonder if there would be anything left of Madame Morgana’s cunt, after Siena had finished with her.   His arousal had been kept at fever pitch because apart from watching the orgy, Luna and Hermione had been teasing him horribly via the mirror.  Both of them kept bending over, pulling their ass cheeks apart, and pointing at their sopping holes, and telling him he needed Dippet’s magic to fuck them through the mirror.  Neville had never actually fucked Hermione, although, sometimes, through the closeness of the four of them, it felt like he had – after all, he had seen Harry take her, very close up.

Siena had completed his part, and momentarily, Madame Morgana looked a bit stunned.  Dippet had poured his cum all over her face as Siena had similarly coated her ass and cunt.     After a brief pause, Madame Morgana gathered her wits, and she beckoned the next boy.  It was Alex.  His prick stood hard and close to vertical, his nipples were hard, and he eagerly took his place at the bed.  Madame Morgana kissed him, and ground her body against him.  Alex loved the taste of the boy cum all over her face, and eagerly licked it from her lips. Next, Neville signaled to Luna, so that they would fetch Myrtle.  It was time.
Luna and Hermione headed off to the girls bathroom where Myrtle could always be found, just remembering to pull their skirts down over their bottoms before they departed.  They didn’t bother with underwear though, and no doubt some other students enjoyed their passing.   They reached the bathroom, and called for Myrtle, but she was not immediately there.  By now, Luna was almost bursting her bladder, as, in the excitement, she had forgotten to go to the toilet in the common room.  So she sat down on the nearest stall and with a great sigh of pleasure, released a powerful stream of light-golden piss.   Hermione watched her carefully, as she rather liked the idea of trying some water sports, although she had not yet taken that next step.  Luna smiled at her, and opened her legs a little further to provide Hermione with a better view.   At that very moment, they heard Myrtle, who chose to arrive through the toilet bowl that Luna was filling.  It was very comical, as her head appeared between Luna’s legs, a stream of piss arrowing through her head! Myrtle fully emerged, and after she had finished, Luna wiped her pussy and stood with her.  “Hi Myrtle, we have exciting news.  The re-creation scene is under way, and now is the time for your entrance.”  Myrtle looked like she was going to feint, impossible though that might seem, but she managed to remain ‘concious’.  “Really,” she squeaked.  “Yes, really,” agreed Hermione.   “Let’s go,” then said Luna. If they could have taken Myrtle’s hand they would have, as they were not totally confident that she would go all the way with them.   They headed to the room of requirements, and although Myrtle was a bit flighty, she did not flee.  Hermione and Luna were very proud of her, and told her so. Eventually, they reached the room of requirements.  The second most defining moment in Myrtle’s existence was here, and she pushed open the door.

Neville handed the mirror to Harry, who also cast the pictronis to record what happened next for posterity.   At that moment, the door opened, and Myrtle took a step in.  She looked wildly at the stone statue next to the door, in particular at its slowly throbbing and cracking erection, and then at the orgy in front of her.  She saw Dippet’s portrait, with the Headmaster busy fucking a buxom woman inside of it. She saw Siena, his penis long and quasi-hard, intent on Dippet and his woman. She saw a young boy fucking the most gorgeous and curvaceous woman on all fours on a luxurious bed, the boy and the woman were glowing with powerful sex magic, and she saw a line of naked boys, each of them sporting a beautiful erection staring at the woman, as they clearly waited their turn.  One of the older boys heard the door open, and turned towards her.  He saw her, and smiled winningly at her.  Myrtle felt distinctly woozy, but the girls had prepared her, and she managed to get herself together.
Neville felt like a sex god, his heavy testicles dangling from his thick erect penis, as he smiled his most friendly and sexy smile at Myrtle, and then beckoned her to come over.  Myrtle wavered, almost winking out, but then she became a little more solid and she took a few tremulous steps towards Neville.    It was actually working.  Simply re-creating the original scene and then placing Myrtle in it, was allowing the death magic to change Myrtle. Neville held out his hand to her, and she placed her hand in his.  She could actually just feel Neville.  Hello Myrtle,” welcomed a very horny Neville as he drew her slowly in, “you look gorgeous today, but really, rather over-dressed, don’t you think?”  Myrtle giggled nervously, her form continuing to solidify. “I think I should help you with hat problem, don't you think?”  Myrtle could only nod, and Neville, having learned from Madame Morgana’s sexy stripping of the boys, started to remove Myrtle’s near solid clothing.  First he leaned in to place a gentle kiss on her lips. As he did he whispered “I’m going to fill your pussy with my cock and cum. Would you like that?”   Myrtle could only nod again, and Neville positioned his body so that his erect cock was between her thighs, whilst he leaned his torso back to he could undo her tie and blouse.  As he squeezed her now close to fully solid breasts, he told her how she was the sexiest ghost in the castle, and that he often masturbated imagining her thighs squeezing his cock.  Myrtle did just that, her cunt now wet with her arousal.  Neville’s cock, pushing against her panties, started to distribute the wet patch more widely.  As he revealed her breasts, he gasped with genuine appreciation, spontaneously saying “what gorgeous boobs you have Myrtle, a boy could very much enjoy those wrapped around his cock.”  Myrtle had quite large full boobs, classically tear-dropped in shape.  Nobody had ever told her this before, and she kissed him again, hard, as she ground against him, and cried a little bit.  Neville, ever sweet, kissed and licked away her tears, and then taking her by the hand, now fully solid, took her to the huge bed that was still occupied by Alex and Madame Morgana.  They were now lying in a 69 position, and Madame Morgana, on the bottom, was enjoying his glistening pussy as well as his penis, as she coaxed him back to arousal after he had filled her ass with yet more semen.

Myrtle gaped in shock at the sight, but when Neville spun her about, and pushed her so she bent over the bed, she forgot about the unique sight.  Her breasts mashed into the bed, and Neville was now enjoying her panty-covered bottom, as her skirt was already hiked up around her waist. Her classic black-patent shoes and long white socks completed the perfect schoolgirl look.     The magic was still glowing around Madame Morgana and Alex, as their connection was very strong.  They were lost in each other, and the magic was very powerful.   Neville could feel it start to reach out, so he just followed his instincts, and slowly started to rub his erection up and down Myrtle’s panties, making sure that he pushed the wet material into her pussy slit.  Myrtle was extremely wet now, and she was pushing her bottom hard against Neville. She was ready to be fucked.  She had been ready for several decades.  Neville, now very affected by the sex magic, reached forwards and literally ripped the panties off Myrtle, exposing her deep red cunt and a wonderful thicket of curly auburn pubic hair.

Neville loved to look Luna’s hairy cunt when he fucked her from behind, and this sight was a huge turn on for him.     Her ruby red lips were already gaping open, and strings of thick clear fluid were dripping from her pussy.  Perhaps under other conditions, Neville would have respected that Myrtle was a virgin, but as the golden tentacles of Madame Morgana and Alex’s sex magic started to wrap around his groin and find their way into Myrtle’s holes, virtually all coherent thought disappeared.   Everyone was watching, including Luna and Hermione; Luna used her talent and Hermione Harry’s cloak.   Everyone could see the magical glow envelope all four; but now it became apparent that second violet component was originating from Myrtle and Neville.   The gold and violet merged into the most beautiful colour, and as it did, Neville emitted a guttural cry and plunged his cock deep into Myrtle.  If she still had a hymen, it did not survive that assault.  As his cock bottomed out in Myrtle, her scream matched Neville’s and then they fucked with utter furious abandon.   As the four-person sex magic merged and enveloped all parties, Alex and Madame Morgana seemed to synchronize with Myrtle and Neville.  It was like they were one joint entity.    Every time Neville rammed into Myrtle they both screamed with their most basic, primal urges and it was obvious that they, plus the other two were rapidly driving towards the intense orgasmic experience imaginable.   Hermione and Luna gripped each other’s hand intensely tightly as they watched the scene.  Even at the distance they were from the bed, they could also feel the magic; their nipples were hard, their cunts soaked, and they were sorely tempted to go and grab Harry or one of the other boys and fuck their cocks into their holes.
The intensity in the room, centred on the bed grew further until Neville and Myrtle started to emit one long sustained scream of emotion – it wasn’t really the scream of orgasm, although that was part of it, it was really the scream of four decades of frustration released by Myrtle and shared by all.     Then it happened.    As the four bodies writhed in ecstasy and pain and release and emotion, a ball of energy rose from Myrtle’s heart. It was the soul horcrux that Death had inserted into her so long ago.  Hermione and Luna inhaled sharply as they recognized what it was from Madame Greystone’s descriptions in her book.    As the horcrux rose, the atmosphere changed in the room, just as Madame Greystone had described. Clearly, Death was about to appear.  Suddenly it humid and cold; as it changed, the human energy in the room changed enormously also.  The line of boys suddenly found their seemingly endless erections subsiding, Headmaster Dippet finally sat resting peacefully in his chair, Siena’s long horse penis started to retract, and Hermione and Luna emerged, their bodies calming, to stand with Harry.

The horcrux hovered, and Myrtle and Neville knelt on the bed watching it; Myrtle of course had no understanding of what it was.   Madame Morgana extricated herself from Alex who stood up to the side of the bed.   Luna and Hermione waited in anticipation for Death to appear, fixated on the horcrux.  Slowly, the glowing horcrux started to move, it circled slowly around Myrtle and then widened its circle to include all four.  Then, as it made to pass Alex, he suddenly raised his hands, and the horcrux settled in his hands.     Alex was Death.   Hermione stared, wild-eyed, at Luna. “I, I, I, f-f-f-ucked Death” she stammered, utterly shocked and amazed.   Alex looked over to her and smiled, his was the only penis that was still erect, and it continued to throb and secrete fluids.
Then Death spoke, still in Alex’s normal voice.  “Myrtle, 43 years ago, I left you as a ghost.  I did this because the power of Madame Morgana’s orgy sex magic allowed the future possibility for the situation you are in now.  Without her magic, you would simply have died.  With her magic, you had the chance, through the process that Luna and Hermione discovered, for me to present you with three choices.  These choices have never been fully uncovered before.  Madame Greystone had some inkling, but I am going to reveal them to you now.

The first choice is to be fully returned as a human where your life will continue from the point you died; I can't tell you how long you will live of course. When you die you will transition through the veil to the next stage.  The second choice is to live eternally as a ghost, but with the ability to become fully solidly human for brief periods, once a month.  You would never die, never age, and you would never cross the veil.    The third choice is to die now and pass to the other side of the veil.  I cannot reveal to you what awaits you there.   Decide now.  If you cannot make a decision, I will do it for you.  However, it will not be my mind that decides, it will be my sex.   With that enigmatic statement, Death stopped talking, and the spirit horcrux continued to rotate lazily in front of his abdomen, directly above his ever-turgid sex.
In a surprisingly strong and clear voice, Myrtle revealed her decision. “Death, thank you for this opportunity. Luna, Hermione, and Madame Morgana, thank you also for what you have done to help me.  Madame Morgana, please feel no more guilt.   Although the situation was, shall we say, unusual, what happened to me was simply a result of a clumsy naïve girl’s accident. There was nothing malicious, and there is nothing to forgive.  You must just forgive yourself.   Death, the choice gifts that you offer me, as you know, have good and bad aspects.   Whilst eternal existence seems appealing, I know, from my experience of the last four decades, that even if I could become solid, never aging and seeing people die will leave me desperately unhappy.  So I reject choice two.  Choice three is very tempting.  In some ways I am already very tired of this existence.  However, I think this is mainly because my existence has been so limited and unsatisfying.  Choice one, to become human again appeals very strongly, despite its uncertainties.  In the last few months, Luna and Hermione have shown me true, selfless friendship and this has been a wonderful thing for me, even in my ghostly form.  I want more opportunity to make human friends, to love and to nurture, and therefore, I choose option one.
Death nodded and spoke for the last time -  “thank you for your decision Myrtle”.   Then, as if the whole situation was not extraordinary enough, Death gestured with his hands, and the spirit enclosed horcrux gently floated to Death’s throbbing penis, and slowly pushed itself on to it.  Death was penetrating her spirit with his cock.   Death then extended his hands out to Myrtle, and he drew her towards him, keeping her at arm’s distances, her spirit horcrux impaled on his cock directly next to her groin.  Then Death himself started to pulsate with energy, and his hips started to thrust his cock in and out of the horcrux.  As he did so, the spirit inside became brighter and whiter.  Death was laterally fucking Myrtle’s spirit back to life.   His energy pulsated faster and faster, and then seemed to gather itself, to then shoot down his body and into his thrumming cock.   Death closed his eyes in bliss, and his semen erupted from his penis.  The horcrux was translucent, and all could see his cock spray the insides of the horcrux with his fluid.  As  his semen sprayed into the horcrux, Myrtle’s spirit absorbed it. Finally, his orgasm slowed, and his semen was fully absorbed by the spirit ball.   The last stage of this phenomenal process was that the spirit, pulsating a brilliant white, rose up and out of the horcrux - it was beautiful to watch as Death made Life.   As the spirit exited the horcrux, Death withdrew his now flaccid penis, and the horcrux faded and disappeared.  The spirit, now imbued with new life, travelled the small distance to Myrtle, and attached itself to her vagina, which slowly sucked it inside of her.    Myrtle froze, her eyes wide open in shock, as she felt the transition, and then, for the first time in 43 years, she drew a real breath and her heart truly pushed blood around her body.   She collapsed on the bed, unconscious.  Death looked at her, and then with a nod to the others, Alex, Death, was gone, and Myrtle was human once more.
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