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Luna Explores	By : Aarden_Fluvier Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 18733 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Harry had slept for almost all of the next week, he was so drained.  The other three were by now almost equally as drained as they kept watching the pictronis, attempting to fuck as wildly as Harry and some of the girls had.  The normally rather reserved Neville had been a bit of a crazy man through all of this, rather obsessively watching it over and over.  “OK that’s it,” gasped Luna as she pulled her sore and abused pussy off another of Hermione’s sex toys, “I’m sending it to Madame Morgana, otherwise we will just fuck ourselves to death.”   Just at that moment, Harry walked in slowly -  “good decision Luna, but do you think we could watch it once more time, as I haven’t seen it yet.”   Luna rolled her eyes, and slipped her hand between her thighs to hold her throbbing and sore groin.  “Oh Morgana’s Tits, Harry.  OK, but seriously, I’m just going to lie on the couch and nobody is allowed to touch me.   I never thought I’d say this, but I don't want to have sex again!”   Harry grinned as the pictronis began again and, to his pleasant surprise, he found his cock was working again, although he somewhat missed the ridiculous capabilities he exhibited in the recording.  Dippet can help he thought…
The four friends were enjoying a bath together, lovely soapy bodies all nice and clean and squirmy, as they discussed the issue of Umbridge some more.  Luna had managed to feed her some completely innocuous rubbish about Harry, but she knew she could not keep giving her junk information.  They still had no ‘dirt’ on the pink bitch. As she though the word ‘dirt’ to herself, she was watching Hermione enjoying the boys soaping her body again, and a small memory tickled her.  “You know,” she said, to nobody in particular, every time I’ve been in Umbridge’s office, she’s been pretty weird in her cleanliness habits.  When I sneezed she immediately disinfected everything and cast a feeble scourgifying spell.      I also noticed her wiping down places that I had touched.  I think she is a germaphobe!”   “Well,” drawled Harry, I can keep an eye open for this when I’m spying on her.   However, I don’t see how we can really use it as leverage against her.  So she’s got a hang-up, but what can we do with that?  Maybe she would be embarrassed if it became public knowledge, but she didn’t really attempt to hide it from Luna, so that angle seems a bit weak.”    They all continued soaking, or soaping, as they pondered this statement from Harry. It seemed frustratingly correct.  Harry continued, “what we need, is something illegal or professionally compromising that she gets up to.  That’s why I’m going to spy on her.   I think I’ll get in with one of Luna’s notice-me-not charms and the invisibility cloak.  It's big enough for me and a house elf.  By the way, neither Dobby nor Winky is able to assist me – I’m not sure why, they were a bit elusive.  However, another elf whom I’ve never met, who’s name is Fred, is going to help.”  The others burst out laughing together “that's not a house elf name”, thinking that Dobby and Winky were being rather bold and pulling Harry’s leg. “Well that's what I said, but they assured me this is what the elf goes by.  Fred.  They would not elaborate further. Fred will meet me on the day.“ I still think you are being fooled Harry,” opined Hermione, sighing as the hands that had been soaping her breasts had moved elsewhere on her body.  “Well, we’ll see won’t we. Dobby and Winky know this is very important, I’m sure they aren’t tricking me.”
A week later, on a Saturday, Harry had arranged for his spying session.  He picked this Saturday because there would be fewer people around at the Ministry and Umbridge had let it slip to Luna on their last meeting that she would be doing some extra work at the Ministry on that weekend.    Harry was well prepared for a long shift.  He had plenty of provisions courtesy of Hermione’s bottomless bag, with lots of water for two (he assumed House Elfs need to drink!).  He also had some reading material incase Umbridge was away for periods of time. Harry was however, feeling rather nervous, as his plans had a habit of failing rather spectacular fashion.   He was introspective enough to realize that this was because his plans were generally barely plans at all – usually a vague idea implemented on the run!  His friends were also well aware of this weakness, and they were all trying to offer him advice, largely at the same time.  It just made Harry more nervous causing him to lose his cool a bit.     They were all a bit shocked by his outburst, and Hermione and Luna attempted to calm him as well they could, but Harry just remained rather agitated.  Eventually, Hermione became exasperated herself and pinned Harry to the wall with a sticking charm.  That just got him madder, but he was so funny, red in the face and squirming on the wall, that Neville just started laughing uncontrollably until eventually all the angst left Harry as well -  “come on Hermione, I’m calm now, let me down please.”    Hermione just giggled, and amused herself for a bit, nibbling his neck, rubbing her perfect bottom against his crotch, bending over in front of him, until he REALLY wanted to get down.   Still he remained stuck to the wall, as Luna continued the game, helping herself to a handful of Hermione’s ass.   Neville sort of wanted to help Harry, but it wasn’t his charm so he couldn’t do much apart from stand there looking supportive!    “Harry, is your cock hard?” called Luna ?   “Are you getting it ready for Umbridge you naughty boy!  Aren’t we exciting enough for you that you need to go and fuck Umbridge? Mmmmmm imagine that Harry, her dry old cunt being prised open by your rigid cock.  I know you want her Harry, that’s why you were so insistent on going on this mission.    It’s the truth isn’t it?”  By now, Hermione was sitting on the floor crying with laughter with Harry looking variously indignant and horrified (but his cock WAS still hard) as Luna kept up her stream of consciousness flow of silly Umbridge chatter.   “OK” shouted Harry, “I admit  it, it’s true.  The whole time I’m ploughing either of you two, all I ever really think of is inhaling the smell of Umbridge as my cock is rammed up her stinky old ass hole.”   “I knew it” squealed Luna, “you know Harry, maybe I’m going to get some poly-juice potion and transform myself into Umbridge, then I will really see you aroused.”  Luna had been looking away from Harry as she said this, not realizing the sticking charm had let go, and as she said ‘aroused’ Harry tackled her to the ground, face down on the floor cushions, legs spread, and before she knew it, that ever ready cock was filling her ready cunt.  “Yes Dolores”, Harry breathed, let me fill your womb with my young boy semen and make a beautiful baby. It will grow up to be the finest wizard the world has ever seen.”   Harry was still somewhere between annoyed and horny and he battered Luna’s cunt hard and roughly and rapidly the cum sprayed down his cock and into Luna.    He kept laying on top of her, cock buried inside her, as his breathing subsided, eventually dragging his torpid shaft from her sticky channel with a loud plop.     Just as he did, Hermione, gobbling hard on Neville was rewarded with one of his enormous geysers of semen.  She drank as much as she could, but then just gave up and laughing, remained kneeling on the ground allowing Neville to coat her face and hair with his thick cum.
“Well Harry”, said Luna, as she stood and smoothed her little skirt down, ”if you do that to Umbridge, I really want to see the pictronis!”  Luna then ran for her life as Harry came after her with a roar, almost slipping to the ground on some large gobs of Neville’s offering to Hermione, who was busy using her cat tongue to clean herself.   Just as he slipped, there was a loud ‘craaacck’ and a new form popped into view.    It was Fred, the House Elf.    To say they were a little embarrassed is a slight understatement.  Both Neville and Harry remained with their slack, red and swollen penises hanging hugely out of their pants, Hermione was covered in cum and still enjoying her feast, and Luna, with a total ’just fucked hard’ look, was attempting to look innocent, except for the fact that a large trickle of Harry’s semen was by now exiting her throbbing pussy and dribbling down her leg.  “Right”, said Fred, apparently oblivious of all that had gone on before (and pop-culture references), “I’m told you need my services today Harry.”  “Err yes, Fred, that’s correct, very pleased to meet you.”  Harry held out his hand, but Fred, not being very tall, was more at penis height than anything else.  Regardless, Fred stuck out a hand, and ignoring Harry’s cummy cock, gravely shook hands.  The tableaux was so ridiculous, it was all the rest could do to keep from bursting out laughing.  Neville quietly reeled his penis into his pants, and Hermione reluctantly used a cleansing spell on herself.  Luna of course just stood there happily as the cum dribbled out of her pussy and Harry, after almost having his cock in Fred’s hand, put it away also at the first opportunity.  Fred did not look exactly like the other House Elfs, perhaps there were some different types of House Elf depending on where they came from.    Fred was a little more solidly built than the usual spindly House Elf, with somewhat smaller ears and nose.   But still clearly a House Elf none the less.  Fred’s manner was also not the usual deferential style there were all used to.  “So”, said Fred, “I’m advised you have a detailed plan, would you care to share it with me so that our mission will be successful?”.

“Oh yes”, giggled Luna, “Harry has a very detailed plan, with all contingencies covered!”   “I’ll explain it to you on the way if you like Fred”, grimaced Harry.  “But the first stage is to use my Cloak of Invisibility to get into the Ministry and into Umbridge’s office to spy on her.  We need to find something to apply some leverage to her.   We are pretty sure she does not work all the weekend when she goes to the Ministry, and this trip is to find out what she gets up to.”  “Shall we go then?” asked Fred.   “We House Elfs have no love of Umbridge either, I’m keen also to join this mission.”   Hermione shook her head, marveling at this House Elf who was not behaving at all like a House Elf.  She popped a little flag up in her head to remind her to find out more about Fred and the like when they returned from their mission.   “Let’s practice a bit with the cloak”, said Hermione.  “You don’t want limbs sticking out unexpectedly!”   Harry, who was keen to leave the room of sex behind, could see that this was a sensible idea.   Because Fred was not so skinny, a close fit was the order of the day.  Harry threw the cloak over himself and then held up a corner for Fred to enter.  They found that the best fit when not moving was with Fred in front, pressed right up against Harry.  Harry was a bit uncomfortable with such close contact with Fred, but he really had no other option.  When they were walking, Harry, being the taller, had to be in front and Fred had to scuttle along behind trying to stay close and not get tangled up in Harry’s legs.  They had to kind of march together.
To assist their disguise, Luna applied one of her extra-strength notice-me-not charms to each of Harry and Fred individually, as well as to the pair of them under the cloak as a combined unit.    Then they tested the whole thing by heading into the main quadrangle where lots of other students were milling about.   Even when Fred’s leg stuck out a bit when they were walking, indeed nobody noticed them.  Hermione declared this the best preparation ever, totally forgetting that as usual, they hadn’t thought through any other part of the mission.   Harry received extra lingering hugs from Hermione and Luna, which of course threatened to distract them all again, but fortunately Neville stepped in with a manly hand-shake good bye.  Fred stood to the side watching this performance until Hermione realized how exclusionary they were being. “Fred, we don’t usually touch House Elfs as they don’t seem to like it, but you seem a little different so would you like a hug too?”, she questioned.    Fred smiled, “I would like that very much Miss Hermione!”   And with that, Fred suddenly found two teenaged female limpets attached providing the best hugs they could.   After they peeled themselves off, Neville walked over for another manly handshake, but Fred, not fully understanding these strange humans, just walked into him for a hug too, making Neville squirm a bit. But being a polite lad, he managed to conclude the hug, somewhat vapid though it was.   Fred looked at Harry and asked “are you ready?”  Harry nodded, and a moment later, with a loud ‘craaacck’ they were gone.  Hermione was left wondering if Fred had been advised on how to adjust House Elf teleportation for humans….
Close to the ministry, where they had arrived, the answer to Hermione’s question was clear.  Harry was doubled up trying to vomit his insides out.  After a few minutes of shaking and heaving, Harry eventually managed to stand up straight.  Fred just stood to the side, smirking a bit.  “Oh, sorry Master Harry, I forgot to adjust the process for human sensitivities!  I’ll remember to do it on the way back for sure!”.   Harry, feeble though he felt, had just enough cognizance to realise that it was possible that this strange creature was teasing him and had deliberately failed to ‘make the adjustments’.     Harry gave Fred a look, to which Fred just responded by looking expressionlessly back at Harry, so there was nothing to be gained there!  Harry advised Fred where the secret door was to the ministry, and that the only way they would be able to get in was to wait for someone else and follow them in secretly.  “But Master Harry, it’s a Saturday, we could wait a long time.”   This was when it first became clear to Fred that planning was not Harry’s strong suit.   “Err yes that’s correct,” said Harry.  “But I am confident we won’t have to wait too long, there are a lot of people trying to impress by working long hours,” he extemporized.  “Let’s get under the cloak and wait at the hidden entrance.”    Fred looked dubious about the expected duration of their wait, but duly assumed the correct position behind Harry, the cloak went on, and they shuffled off to the Ministry’s entrance.
Once there, Fred slipped around to the front of Harry, and nestled against his body as they had practiced.  Again Harry, despite his physical experiences, was not at all comfortable with this.   Like Neville, he remained doggedly straight.  Anyway, he tried to think of Fred more like a garden gnome than an animate intelligent being, and that seemed to help him a little.  They were there a long time it seemed, and Harry became aware of the pressure in his bladder. He really needed to piss.  “Fred”, he said, “I really need to take a piss!”  Fred seemed unperturbed, “how do you want to arrange that?  There is a semi-dark alley just back a little.”  “But I can’t use my hands to, err, manipulate myself, because I have to hold the cloak up.”  “Well, if we can get into that alley way, so that no-one sees a big growing puddle, I can stand behind you and help with that problem.”  Harry just about dropped the cloak he was so surprise and horrified with this proposition.  “You wanna what!” he croaked out in horror.  “We don’t have a choice Master Harry, and besides, I’m just a House Elf – we love to serve, it’s not as though I haven’t done this for other humans in my lifetime.  I promise to be gentle.”   Harry was very quiet for a while, very quiet.    Eventually, as the pressure in his bladder grew, he acquiesced.  “Well I guess it’s OK Fred, but please don’t tell anyone.”   With that they shuffled back a few metres to the alleyway they had passed, and then shuffled down it a few metres until it was reasonably dark.   Fred then moved to behind Harry, and proceeded to undo Harry’s fly.  Harry tended to get hard under many conditions, one of them being when his bladder was full.   So as Fred reached in to find his penis, it was a turgid thick cock that was manifest.   Fred was not in the least phased by this, and duly hauled Harry’s log out.  “Are you sure you aren’t thinking about your girls, Master Harry?”, Fred questioned sweetly. “Oh I’m very sorry Fred, I always get hard when I really need to piss, please don’t be offended.”  “I’m not easy to offend, Master Harry, but it’s a little difficult to direct your penis down and away from the cloak when you are like this!  What we can do is rotate a little in the cloak so that we are facing one of the edges, then I will direct your penis through the cloak, and you may relieve yourself.”  Harry was sure he could hear some kind of muffled giggle in this statement,  but he wasn’t sure. Anyway, he was too desperate to care at this point so he agreed with Fred’s plan.   Moments later, Fred whispered, “you may urinate, Master Harry” and Harry allowed the massive pressure to release as the piss streamed from his cock.   Fred kept firm hold of Harry’s cock – Harry had a vague idea Fred was holding a little more tightly than was necessary, but the relief was more important.  Finally, his stream stopped, and Fred gave Harry’s cock a few little shakes to get the last drops off.   With that, it started to slacken and return to its large, but flaccid state, and Fred carefully and precisely re-holstered Harry, reassumed the rear position, and off they shuffled, back to the Ministry’s hidden entrance.  It was all rather surreal for Harry – he really was not sure what he thought about having Fred manipulating his cock !
As they arrived, so did somebody else, it looked like this was their chance.  The somebody looked about furtively, applied their credential, and then darted in via the secret passage.  Harry and Fred had to suddenly shuffle in and almost fell on to the person, an older woman with the most marvelously diverse outfit (she was probably trying to look like a Muggle).   If there had been more than just one person, there would have been no room at all for Harry and Fred.   They breathed as lightly as they could as the hidden lift silently descended to the Ministry.  At the bottom, the doors opened and they slipped out to find themselves standing in the cavernous atrium of the Ministry.  The woman stepped out and went directly to a stone pillar.  “Department of Corrections” she snapped out and quickly stepped back.  From the pillar exuded what looked a bit like a patronus in the form of a dog.  Whatever it was, the dog form started off at a steady walk, and the woman followed it.  It was clearly some kind of magical guide.  With his usual deep thought, Harry immediately worked his way to the pillar and standing very close, whispered “Undersecretary Umbridge.”  A strange, malevolent looking imp-like creature formed from the pillar (perhaps the guides were matched to the destination!) and shambled off down a corridor.  Harry and Fred immediately followed, their quarry now within reach.

The imp took them up some steps and along several more corridors until they reached a level with several offices in it.  The imp suddenly vanished, and there they were, outside a door emblazoned with Umbridge’s name.   “Lets knock shall we?” joked Fred mirthlessly, “unless you want another of your long waits – I hope your bladder is under control.”  Harry grimaced, “at least it’s not super bright along this corridor, but yes, we have to wait again, and yes my bladder is fine thank you very much.”   Harry was pretty sure he could hear voices coming from within the office, so he positioned them as close to the door as he could possible get, trying to still his heart rate and respiration.   This time, they were lucky, and after a relatively short wait the door opened.  Umbridge was then heard to say “Oh and one more thing” whereupon her visitor stepped back into the office giving Harry and Fred the perfect opportunity to slip into the office.  Harry knew the layout from Luna’s visit and so they quickly moved to the corner away from the window and behind a large pot plant, which afforded them some extra cover.      As the visitor left, they settled down into their waiting position, with Fred in front, again nestled against Harry’s body.  They wiggled around a bit until they felt comfortable and able to maintain the position.  Harry was very aware of Fred pressed against his crotch, but yet again Fred seemed unconcerned.   Harry distracted himself from his feeling of disquiet by inspecting the office and Umbridge.  Umbridge, now that she was alone, immediately let rip with a series of enormous farts.   Nearly making Harry puke, she inhaled deeply after each, murmuring little nothing noises to herself.   “How intriguing,” Harry thought, given her germ-a-phobia during Luna’s visit.      The stink of her combined farts did reach Harry and Fred, but was presumably considerably weakened.  Even Fred found this a bit disgusting, but despite this, Fred was very good at maintaining their secretive pose with no overt sign.
Umbridge apparently did nothing for a while, just gazing out of her window, making little funny nothing noises to herself. “Probably hatching her next punitive directive for Hogwarts,” pondered Harry to himself.      After about 20 minutes, Harry and Fred were starting to cramp a bit. So, very slowly, they flexed and moved about a little, taking great care not to make any noise. In doing so, it seemed that Fred had pushed back a little harder into Harry, well, into Harry’s crotch of course.  Harry yelped quietly, but since his back was to the wall, he could not take any evasive action.   He tried whispering at Fred, but Fred ignored him.  Umbridge meantime, continued her vacuous stare out of the window.  Harry tried kneeing Fred, but somehow couldn’t make his knee connect with anything useful.  Meantime, Fred was now starting to move a little, forwards and back, left to right.   If Harry didn’t know better, he would have concluded the House Elf was grinding on him.    Eventually, Harry had to change his mind, Fred was grinding against him.   Harry felt his ears turn red, he was embarrassed enough by contact with males, let alone a somewhat strange magical creature.   However,  Harry’s cock started to respond to Fred’s motions.  He tried to think of unpleasant things, like having his cock sliced off with an axe, or kissing Umbridge, but nothing helped.  His groin was feeling inflamed and his cock was rapidly filling with hardening blood.  Fred now upped the ante, and reached behind and grasped Harry’s prick.  Now there could be no doubt.   Harry just about expired with the horror if it, but his cock was not of the same mind. It was hard, very, very,  hard and Fred was now working it rather expertly.
In his flustered state, Harry started to lose focus, and the cloak partially slipped off.  This could have led to disaster, but Fred applied some advanced House Elf magic and applied a powerful invisibility and sound deadening spell to them both, rendering the cloak irrelevant.  Harry didn’t know this of course.    Next, Fred twirled around to face Harry’s bulge, and for the second time that day hauled Harry’s engorged shaft from his pants.  But this time, instead of directing a piss stream, the cock was directed straight into Fred’s warm and wet mouth and Fred started to give Harry the most amazing blow job.    Luna had of course witnessed all sorts of kinky House Elf activities, so this probably would not have surprised her.  Harry however, really only knew Dobby and Winky in rather restricted circumstances.  Fred further unzipped Harry and hauled his heavy balls out as well.  Harry was going to get a thorough treatment.   Because they were within Fred’s spell scope, Fred could say to Harry quite clearly, “Master Harry, Umbridge can neither see nor hear us.  I want you to drop the cloak.”  Just as Harry heard this, there was a knock on the door and a woman entered.  It turned out to be the same woman they had seen before at the magical guide pillar.   “Sit please, Madame Sellsit”, barked Umbridge.  The woman plopped down, looking a bit fearful and Umbridge continued, “do you have some new items for me today?  I hope so, and then you can have a reward.”  Fred was now slurping hard on Harry, and the cloak was on the floor, and they did indeed remain undetected.  Harry was starting to moan, apparently over his straight-boy foibles.
The woman in the chair ventured “Yes Undersecretary Umbridge, I have three new items today.  You will like them very much and nobody will miss them, I was very careful about that.”  Umbridge looked very much happier, and went to the woman.  “Show me the pictures,” she ordered.   At that moment, Fred yanked Harry’s pants fully to the floor, and told Harry, with a mouthful of cock, you are going to fuck me Master Harry.  My hole has been waiting for you all day after what I saw this morning.   Harry yelped again, whilst he didn’t mind fucking Hemione and Luna’s tasty asses, he was again horrified at the idea of his cock inside Fred’s ass.   Fred smiled, “don’t worry Master Harry, I think you will enjoy it.” And with that Fred turned around, and dropped to all fours facing away from Harry and then reached behind to lift one rather plain piece of clothing up to reveal a rather shapely bottom and, to Harry’s immense relief a very nice looking pink cunt nestled between her thighs.  “But, but, I thought….” stammered Harry as Fred wiggled her ass and cunt.  “Yes I know Master Harry, I allowed you to think that I am male. My name is really Fredikly, Fred for short.   But you would have fucked me anyway at this point even if I was male!”   Fred  then crawled on hands and knees, so that she was just next to the woman in the chair.  “Elf magic is very powerful Master Harry, come on, come and fuck me right here in front of them both, they will never know.”    Harry staggered over, his still rigid penis bouncing, and got down also on his knees behind Fred ready to impale her.
As he did so, Madame Sellsit was showing Umbridge a few pictures.  Umbridge was licking her lips, and said “they look perfect Madame Sellsit. I shall reward you well.”  Even though Harry was ready to mash his cock into Fred, the next event did distract him rather.  For Umbridge, perched on the edge of her desk facing Sellsit, had pulled her frumpy skirt up to her waist as she beckoned to Sellsit.   She wore no underwear and her cunt was totally devoid of hair.  It was red and puffy and looked like it had been heavily used quite recently.  Harry was not so sure he couldn't see some cum leaking from it.  “Eat my cunt Sellsit.” Umbridge ordered.   Madame Sellsit didn’t need to be told twice, although she looked a little reluctant, and immediately got up out of the chair and buried her tongue in Umbridge’s puffy lips.  Harry took that as a sign, bizarre though it was, and buried his cock in Fred’s now dripping pussy.     Fred cried out “that’s it Harry, rip me up with your cock.”   House Elfs of course are quite small, and although Fred was quite solid and, as it transpired, curvaceous, her pussy was still very small for Harry’s prodigious diameter.  Neither did she use any magic to ease his passage.  Fred wanted to be fucked hard and rough by Harry, and that’s what she got.  Harry was good at rough fucking, less good at the subtle stuff.  Umbridge was laying back on her desk now, squeezing her own tits and Sellsit tongued her hairless hole.    Sellsit also pulled her own voluminous skirts up so that her own pussy was exposed (did nobody wear underwear on the weekend at the Ministry?) – perhaps Umbridge was recording it for subsequent viewing.   Madame Sellsit was blessed with a nice big round bottom, and her ass and sex were marvelously hairy.
As he destroyed Fred’s pussy, Harry could see the wetness on Sellsit’s pubic hair, and he really wanted to fuck her as well.  Fred was also looking at her hairy holes and she turned around and winked at Harry.  “Master Harry, when you are ready to cum, I want you to cram your cock into Sellsit’s hairy cunt.  She won't realise what is happening because I am applying some additional magic.  But later on, when she is at home, she will find her pussy full of your cum and her bush coated with your fluids also.  Won’t that be a great joke?  You can fill me with your semen another time, and there will be another time!”   Harry was already close, and then when Umbridge started to wail, a thin, strange ugly sound, with her own orgasm at Sellsit’s tongue’s ministrations, Harry knew it was time.   He pulled out of Fred’s pussy and rammed his cock into the delights of Sellsit’s ridiculously hairy hole.  Fuck it felt good in there she was so slick and amazingly tight – perhaps she was not fucked often, unlike apparently, Umbridge.   The Elf’s magic was clearly very strong as Harry was absolutely smashing her cunt without her knowing, and his cum immediately started to flow.  Harry was totally in the moment and started to cry out as his body started pumping masses of semen out of his cock head and into Sellsit.  Fred, not to be left out,  grabbed Harry by his cock and ripped him from Sellsit’s cunt, causing his cum to spew all over her massive thicket, into her ass hole and all over her cheeks.  Umbridge meanwhile was lost in her own little world, who knows what she was fantasizing about as she stopped her weird sounds and came down from her own orgasm.   Fred took hold of Harry, winked at him, and pulled him away and they retreated back to their corner and the cloak, where Fred slurped the remaining cum from Harry’s still massively engorged member.  As she did so, she lifted the remains of her clothing and showed Harry her small but beautifully formed breasts.  “Next time Master Harry, your cum is going to be all over these as well,” she smirked.   Once he was clean, she nestled back in front of Harry, but given that Harry still did not have his pants on, and Fred’s clothing was still pulled up, now his cock was nicely nestled and throbbing in the crack of Fred’s ass.  Harry thought now that it felt rather good in there!
Madame Sellsit was still licking away at Umbridge’s pussy, and Harry and Fred enjoyed very much the continued view of hirsute cunt now coated in a thick layer of Harry’s cum.   Her lips were ruby red and quite visible also and it caused Harry’s prick to start to harden again.  Fred, clearly a creature of sex, simply raised her bottom up, and guided Harry back into her tiny pussy.   She then proceeded to fuck him very slowly, barely even moving as she rocked ever so slightly against him.  She intended to fuck Harry like this for as long as they were there.   “Well now Madame Sellsit,” said Umbridge as she finally sat up, “I hope you enjoyed your reward, I only give my pussy to my very special and trusted colleagues.”  Sellsit settled her skirts back down and thanked Umbridge for her generosity.   Her pussy felt very wet, but she just put this down to her exertions with Umbridge. “Very well,” said Umbridge, “let us go and inspect the new items, shall we?”.   Harry and Fred realized that this was their chance, and that they had to follow Umbridge an Sellsit, so Fred slipped off Harry with a soft plop, Harry, quickly dragged his pants on and crammed his cock back in somehow whilst Fred readjusted her limited clothing.   Fred whispered to Harry “the extra disillusionment charms will be wearing off soon, and I can’t reapply for some time, so let’s get back under the cloak, and this time Master Harry, please don’t take advantage of being so close to my tasty bottom!”   Fred smirked to herself as she said this.   Harry looked non-plussed, and stammered out “I, I, I didn’t…” eventually realising that the Elf was teasing him.  This was also very unlike the behavior Harry was used to from House Elfs, so he felt he could be forgiven for being gullible.  Fred just squeezed his penis through his pants to show him also it was a joke, and then let go again before she distracted him further.
By now, Umbridge and Sellsit were looking respectable again,   Harry mused to himself that you never could tell from looking at people what they got up to.  Perhaps his default assumption should now be that everybody is fucking unless proven otherwise!    “Come Sellsit”, ordered Umbridge, back to her usual nasty bossy self, as she opened the door to her office and, of course, marched through herself first.  Sellsit travelled a bit more slowly, and this did give Harry and Fred the chance to shuffle though after her, before Umbridge closed and locked the door.  She also pulled her wand out and muttered an incantation, presumably a magical locking charm, but Harry was a bit perplexed as he  didn’t detect any magic as a result.  He forgot about it as they then had to struggle to keep up with the marching Umbridge and Sellsit scuttling along behind.  Umbridge led them down into the depths of the Ministry, taking dark and gloomy entrances, steps and corridors that led them inexorably down.  Harry was very grateful for Fred’s presence, as he would not have to find his way back out with her transportation abilities.    For once, their little bit of planning seemed to be very helpful!   “Here we are,” announced Sellsit,  “the items are inside.  Shall I leave you to it now?” she asked, seemingly hopefully.   “No, no, please come in,  you deserve to share in them and I, err, do need your special skills” crooned Umbridge, in a particularly nasty and slimy voice.  Clearly this was not in Sellsit’s best interests and she looked a little ill that she could not leave. “But Madame Umbridge, I have other appointments that I need to be present at,” she tried desperately.  “They can wait,” barked Umbridge with clear and present finality in her voice.   Sellsit gave up, pulled her wand out, and directed some red sparks at the lock. It seemed rather dramatic, perhaps it was the gloom, but she pronounced “the door will open now Madame Umbridge.”   Umbridge took hold of the large levered handle, and indeed it moved and Umbridge pushed open the door and beckoned Sellsit to follow her. “Quickly now” she stated.  Harry and Fred almost felt that applied to them too and just about fell into Sellsit’s voluminous skirts as they hastily followed her in.
The room was large and sparse,  but decorated in Umbridge’s favoured fussy pink style.     Dominating the space, in the centre, was a rig of chains, and attached to those chains were three young people.   There were two girls and one boy.   Harry and Fred realized that this was not going to be good for the youngsters, but it offered them the perfect opportunity to get some material of persuasion against Umbridge.   Harry and Fred shuffled to the side of the room and made themselves as comfortable as possible. Hermione had taught Harry the pictronis spell, which Harry cast to start the recording.  Harry wished it had the ability to send the pictures in real time somewhere else – those Muggles really did have rather useful skills!  Sellsit looked unhappy at being a part of this, but Umbridge ignored this and used her usual chirpy voice of nastiness.  “Well children, good morning,” she giggled, “how nice of you all to join us.”  The children looked frightened and exhausted, who knows how long they had been kept there.  “In case you are hoping someone will rescue you,  I suggest you put those thoughts away.   All three of you were specifically selected for your lack of family and ever changing homes. I can assure you that nobody is looking for you, and if they were, they would have no idea where you are.”  Harry and Fred suspected strongly that these were muggle orphans and that Umbridge was probably being  totally honest.   She then waved her wand at the chains, but nothing happened.  Umbridge looked annoyed, and them gestured to Sellsit who repeated the spell, causing the chains to tighten, and each child to be pulled up vertically by the arms, their legs held in irons.   “Umbridge is a very poor witch,” pondered Harry as the children cried out in pain and fear as the chains tightened.
“How nice,” smirked Umbridge, “you are all items of interest to me, because of your background.   I’m going to use you to experiment a little.  However, the results of these experiments will be of benefit to nobody at all, except for me.”  Umbridge looked as vial and frightening as one could imagine, and the children looked terrified, with one or two of them already sobbing.  Harry reckoned them all to be young-ish teenagers, perhaps 15 or 16.  They were right to be terrified.  Harry and Fred were determined that they would rescue them, but reluctantly, they would need to gather evidence first via the pictronis.  The evidence would need to be very strong to take Umbridge down.   Umbridge proceeded to stand close to the middle of the three children, the boy.  She removed her pink coat and hat, and slowly peeled off her pearls and other jewelry.  Next she removed her skirt and blouse, leaving her standing in her pumps, and black lacy bra, her hairless slit on display to the children.   “Sellsit!” she barked.  Madame Sellsit, who had been hiding in the shadows, came forwards with a jerk, and issued an incantation with some simple wand motions, and suddenly the three ‘items’ were naked.    Harry was not much surprised at how things were going. Again though he noticed that Umbridge did not execute the magic.
All three children were quite thin, possibly malnourished and perhaps they’d been living on the streets.   The girls were both quite small breasted, probably still developing.   Their pussies were both covered in natural thatches of hair, one red and one dark.   The boy looked strong and wiry, but his penis was small and shrunken in fear.  Umbridge  looked disappointed at his cock, but really, what did she expect, Harry mused to himself.   “Now, you items are all virgins, I know this as you have been tested by magic.   Today you will lose your virginity, and I will be the beneficiary.     We are going to use some sex magic today - as you lose your virginity, I’m going to steal your sex energy for myself.   This will drain you completely.  In fact, it will eventually kill you as I’m going to use that energy flow, established into your cores, to steal your life force.  Mmmmm yummmmy that will be so nice.”  Umbridge licked her lips, and fingered her naked cunt as she uttered these dreadful words.  One of the girls had feinted, and the other two teens looked like they were going to vomit.  It was the most hideous scene and Harry and Fred were beyond horrified.  They knew Umbridge was evil, but they had had no idea to what degree.  Harry wondered why Umbridge was doing this, as it seemed beyond even her basic sadistic nature.
Harry was almost ready to charge out and try to rescue them, but Fred, sensing this held on to him tightly. “Not yet, Master Harry” she whispered.   Umbridge beckoned to Sellsit to disrobe also.  Sellsit, still looking reluctant went and stood next to Umbridge and removed her many layers until she stood naked in front of them all.  Her large and heavy breasts were topped with deep brown nipples, and the massive cunt thatch adorning her pelvis was a sight to be seen. Despite it all, Harry was aroused again by her body, as was the boy because his cock plainly started to fill with blood.  “That’s good,” murmured Umbridge as she prodded Sellsit forwards.  Sellsit, began a wandless incantation, at the same time taking hold of the boy’s penis in her hands.    Immediately a glow surrounded his cock and energy started to transfer along his now rapidly enlarging shaft into Sellsit’s body until she herself started to glow with the an energy halo.   Harry had seen a lot of sex magic, but this was new to him.   Umbridge spoke to the boy.   “You are going to fuck a young girl’s  cunt very soon.  That’s very exciting isn't it because you’ve only had your penis in a girl’s mouth before.   You are going to feel the best thing you have ever felt in your life.  It’s a shame it’s the last thing you are going to feel in your life isn’t it.”   Umbridge was smiling the most hideous smile, all the while her fingers were busy in her own slit, working it, and making it very wet.   “Sellsit will be the conduit and transfer the energy from you to me.   We won’t kill you straight away, we will take a few sessions to extract all of your life force.  It’s a good death for one as useless as you.”   Again Fred had to restrain Harry, although this time she just had to grab hold of his very hard cock to remind him.   Like Luna, Harry was often very conflicted by the things that physically aroused him, yet intellectually were abhorrent to him.
Fred though, with so much more experience, was pretty sure she knew why Umbridge was doing this. She leaned close to Harry and whispered in his ear “she thinks she can become magical by stealing this energy from the children.”  Now it all made sense to Harry, who really wanted to kill Umbridge with every fibre of his being.
By now, the teen boy, who was in some kind of sex thrall caused by the spell and now the energy transfer, was fully aroused. Sellsit stepped backed and detached temporarily from him so Umbridge could step forwards.  His cock was now a decent size, standing vertically and throbbing with his pulse.  The girls, now both conscious, seemed influenced also by the magic, and were both staring hungrily at his tasty member.   Umbridge grabbed it hard, and crammed it into her mouth, causing him to groan loudly, and started to suck hard on it, very hard.  However, there was no energy glow around Umbridge.  She was leaning forwards and as she assaulted her victim, so her thighs were parted showing her slick slit to Harry, Fred and Sellsit.   Fred was by now also getting aroused, and she had pulled Harry’s rod out and slipped it again into her sex.   Meanwhile, Sellsit, after eying the girls, selected the redhead and repeated the sex magic spell on her, this time slipping her tongue into the girls pussy and again being rewarded with a powerful glow of energy.  Sellsit was also bent over now, and it was all Fred could do to stop Harry from charging in and ramming his engorged log up her ass or cunt.  The magic was clearly affecting them all.   The redhead started to squirm under Sellsit’s skillful ministrations, and the energy transfer increased.    Sellsit repeated her actions on the second girl, so that all three were now primed with her powerful sex energy.
The boy was mashing his cock into Umbridge’s hungry mouth, and the girls looked very cock hungry as they watched.   It seemed that none of them cared about Umbridge’s threats, so powerful was Sellsit’s  magic.    “Madame Umbridge, they are ready”, Sellsit called out.  Umbridge apparently was too involved with the boy’s penis to notice, her fat bottom gyrating wildly as she guzzled on his prick.  Sellsit then took stronger action, grabbing Umbridge by the hips, and pulling her off the boy.  Umbridge rounded angrily on Sellsit, and looked ready to physically assault her, before her senses returned.  “Oh yes, Madame Sellsit, thank you, she said contritely, the saliva smeared around her mouth.  Let us proceed.”   Madame Sellsit nodded, and with a flourish of her wand, a kind of strangely-shaped couch appeared.    It was long and narrow with a hump 2/3 away along.  It’s purpose was soon evident, and Umbridge lay back on it, her hips over the hump, and spread her legs wide.  Her sopping bare slit glistened in the low light.    Meanwhile, Harry was still busy sliding his cock in and out of Fred’s little pussy hole, but both of them retained just enough awareness to observe this next phase and remember they needed to escape at some point (with the pictronis recording) as well as rescue the children if they could.
“I’m ready” called Umbridge to Sellsit.    Sellsit unbound the first girl, the redhead. Really, the bindings were no longer necessary as the victims were totally in Sellsit’s sex-magic power.    Next, Sellsit positioned herself on her hands and knees in front of Umbridge, her impressive bottom cheeks spread wide, her massive bush soaked in her own juices.  A flick of her wand, and the girl kneeled behind her, and immediately plunged her tongue into Sellsit’s ass hole.   Sellsit cried out, arching her back with the pleasure, and in turn her own tongue snaked out of her mouth towards Umbridge’s frantically gyrating pelvis.  Sellsit had clearly applied some additional magic, because her tongue was much longer  than normal, with a deep groove running along the middle.  Already, Sellsit was glowing with the transfer as the girl invaded her shit hole, and the moment her enhanced tongue penetrated Umbridge’s pussy, the energy started to flow from Sellsit, along the tongue groove and into Umbridge’s hungry cunt.  Umbridge immediately screamed out, perhaps in pain, but the energy continued to flow and Umbridge became herself fully suffused in the glow.  Harry and Fred now realized how this worked – Umbridge could not receive the energy directly from others, only via poor Sellsit as an intermediary.  Harry wondered why Sellsit was doing this, as she was clearly powerful and reluctant.  No doubt Umbridge had some hold on her.
The boy was by now fucking the air with his still rigid cock, and the other girl was issuing a kind of low keening, as they became increasingly more desperate to be involved.   Sellsit, clearly a very talented witch, picked up her wand again, and issued a second flick.   With this, the restraints fell from the other two.  Sellsit must be very confident in her magic as all three were now ‘free’.    The second girl did the same as the first, knelt behind her and immediately shoved her tongue into her compatriot’s ass hole.  This had a compound effect as the sex energy left her body, flowed through her friend’s into Sellsit and finally doubled the flow along Sellsit’s enhanced tongue into Umbridge’s swollen pussy.  Umbridge screamed even louder as she writhed with the pain and pleasure of the transfer.  Finally, inevitably, the boy took up position at the end of the chain, his penis a deep red colour, the helmet of his cock swollen and throbbing, and with a final flourish from Sellsit, he pushed his virgin member into the girl’s young, dark-haired cunt.   The girl was clearly a virgin also as, despite the magic, she screamed in pain, and a little bright red blood covered the boy’s cock as he proceeded to fuck her.   The moment the boy and the girl’s  virginities were taken, there had been a massive pulse of the energy flow, causing Umbridge to arch powerfully, almost crushing Sellsit’s head with her thighs.  However, as the pulse dissipated, the energy flow settled down again, until Sellsit’s grooved tongue was carrying three times the original magic power.
Harry and Fred had never seen anything like this, and they themselves were sufficiently affected by the process that they felt a very strong desire to join the chain.    The normally straight Harry badly wanted to rush over and shove his cock-log up the boy’s visible ass hole and screw him to oblivion.  Fred, being the more magically powerful and mature creature, had just enough awareness to stop this from happening, which she did by squeezing down hard on Harry’s cock and grinding him even harder.    “OK,” grunted Harry, “I'm OK”.  But this was the best they could do – they did not have the strength to fight Sellsit’s sex magic any further – they could not stop themselves, let alone the others and so they had no opportunity for rescue.
The sex magic continued like this for a little while, and then Sellsit raised her wand hand once again and issued one more flick.   This caused the boy to immediately pull his cock from the girls sopping pussy and smash it straight into her ass.  The boy’s cock was not particularly large, but the girl had never had anything up her ass before and she was given no preparation - and the pain was clearly very intense.  In fact, the boy’s assault partly ripped her anus and more blood was evident.  As his cock destroyed her ass, the sex magic stepped up one more notch.  Each member of the chain screamed out together as the energy rushed through their bodies and deposited itself into Umbridge’s swollen, puffy, putrid pudendum.  Umbridge was writhing spastically as if she was dying - it was all Sellsit could do to keep her magic tongue in place in Umbridge’s cunt.
Harry and Fred continued to fuck, totally in sync with the others – Harry wondered if they were somehow actually enhancing the experience by their presence, but he could not see any energy exiting their bodies.   Fred’s cunt just seemed to get tighter and tighter as they approached orgasm, it was a phenomenal feeling.  Suddenly, Harry realized the moment was there.  All 7 of them began to orgasm together.  Harry felt the magic sweep through and energize his entire body, as did Fred.  They were both approaching whole body orgasms.   The girls and boy were now screaming in some mix of pain, pleasure, fear and also whole body energy orgasms.  So was Umbridge.  Harry had never seen or heard anything like what Umbridge was doing,  Apart from her body convulsions as her orgasm took hold, her mouth was spewing a stream of vile sounding abusive words – neither Harry nor Fred recognized it, but its intent was clearly evil and directed at the victims.
Caught unawares, Harry and Fred both bellowed as their orgasms took full flight. Harry’s cock erupted with a massive geyser of semen whilst his whole body throbbed and shook with painful energy.  Fred, for her part, clamped her cunt so tightly Harry was trapped like a knotted dog.  His vast volume of cum pouring into Fred’s body, surely filling her small cavities.   The boy had managed to pull his cock from his girl’s ass hole, and he was spewing prodigious amounts of cum around like a fire hose.  It splattered all over the immediate girls ass, and as he staggered about, liberally covered the other and Sellsit’s ass too.   Sellsit, as the convener of the magic, was the most capable at this point, and she pulled her face from Umbridge’s fat thighs, and grabbed the boy by his rigid, spouting penis.  She pulled him to Umbridge, and directed the gobs of sperm enriched semen into Umbridge’s waiting mouth and over her face.     Umbridge remained on her back, her legs wide open exposing her hairless, swollen, red  and meaty pussy as she enacted a kind of magical Bukkake session.  The magic was still so strong, Harry even felt the desire to spray his remaining gobs of fluid onto her, but Fred still had him trapped, although her vice like grip was starting to relax.
Suddenly, it was over.  Once the magical load had been deposited into Umbridge, she no longer cared about the process, and she signalled Sellsit to abruptly terminate the magic.   It was absolutely brutal to be taken precipitously from the most extreme state of arousal to nothing at all.  The three teenagers simply screamed and collapsed; the boy lay on the floor on his side, cum still leaking from his now shrunken cock. The girls lay flat on their backs, their legs wide open, their pussy lips red and swollen, one with blood smeared over her pale skin.   Umbridge remained on her back, her fat disgusting hole still exposed, as she luxuriated in what she had received both directly and indirectly.  She nodded at Sellsit, who proceeded to lick and smear the remaining boy cum all over Umbridge’s puffy violent face.
Harry and Fred managed to remain conscious, but it was all they could do for a while.  They just held each other, Harry’s prick now flaccid and hanging wet and cummy, Fred’s pussy finally returning to some state that she could recognize as normal.  Fred was very old, and very experienced with sex-magic rituals, both House-Elf and otherwise, but these events had shocked even her.   Sellsit levitated the unconscious teens back into their chains, and Harry and Fred realized they had missed any chance at rescue right now.  However, as long as they could escape themselves, with the pictronis recording, they had sufficient ammunition to bring Umbridge down.  Fred gestured to Harry, “come with me”, and taking Harry by the hand, she pulled him away. Her magic was weakened in this space, she could not apparate them away, but the door through which they had entered was now unlocked, ready for Umbridge to depart.     Fred was able to glamour them and the door just enough to enable them to slip out.
Harry was reluctant to leave, but he knew, deep down, that Fred was right – they could not affect a rescue now, and they had all the evidence they needed to destroy the pink pig.  They also knew that they had to act fast, if the teens were going to survive.   They emerged back into the corridor and headed back in the direction they had come.  Soon, at an alcove in the passage, Fred whispered that the suppression of her apparition skills was sufficiently removed that they could leave.  Harry gave her hand a squeeze in acknowledgement, and a ‘craaaaak’  later they were back in the surrounds of Hogwarts, Harry again violently retching.  “Oh I am really am sorry this time Master Harry”, giggled Fred, “I was in such a hurry I forgot to make the human friendly adjustments….”
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