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A Mother\'s Switch	By : Thracer Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 332754 -:- Recommendations : 9 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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A/N: This chapter is meant to develope the plot of the story while hopefully maintaing the sexual presence of the first chapter. While reading this chapter, and hopefully enjoying it, keep in mind that do not care about whether or not the scenes depicted within could or could not happen in reality. If you wish to write a review as to your beliefs on the matter go ahead as any review, good or bad strokes my ego. If on the other hand you enjoy the chapter and wish to see more let me know. If you had any ideas that you might wish to see happen to our developing couple, again let me know in a review and I will see what I can do. Since I'm writing this at my leisure do not expect updates to occur regularly or possibly at all.
*Summer before 3^rd year, July 15^th*
                “I don’t think I need to tell you lily how important this mission is, it could mean the end of the death eaters.” James said exasperated with his wife’s reluctance to bless him on his journey. Every man knew that leaving a family alone without a blessing from the wife was a bad omen. Lily glared hard at him, “I may understand it James, but it does not change the fact that you will be gone for weeks at a time, for as you pointed out this is not a short assignment. What should I tell the children, what of my needs?”
                “Look Lil’s I know it seems like I’ll be gone for a long time but you never know with these types of assignments. I might be done by next week or I may be assigned a desk job assignment for the mission. The kids will understand, Harry’s a third year now, and the girls are smart.” James said patiently trying to coax his wife into understanding. Lily sighed, “And the last part?” She asked stonily. This was a question James didn’t want to really answer. Even after 14 years of marriage he still couldn’t bring himself to talk about sex easily.
                “I promise you I’ll fulfill all your desires as I can, I know you have some books that have…suggestions, that can help you with immediate issues.” James squeaked out. Lily sighed as she found herself in front of the child James once more. If it weren’t for the children she would seriously have considered leaving him by now. As it was she was hard pressed to justify marrying him from a relationship standpoint beyond the children he had supplied her with.
                Harry listened with shock as his parents discussed something he was sure he didn’t really want to know about. He had only recently discovered girls and the power they had over his lower region, though he had to admit to some stupidity on that front. If he had bothered to read a health textbook sooner he might have realized why he had been getting hard-ons for the last year and half at seemingly random moments of the day. In fact just thinking about sex now got his dick hard and he had too shift it around in his pants and he listened to the rest of the quiet argument between his parents.
                “Enough.” Lily finally said fed up with her husband, “I see that this is important to you James, go and when you come back we’ll discuss how this mission craze of yours affects our relationship.” James sighed and moved over to the fireplace, grabbing some floo powder from the shelf he turned back to his beloved Lily flower, “If I can I’ll try to contact you on the mirrors.” With that James Potter turned back to the fireplace and left in a blaze of green flames. Lily sighed and sank into the sofa. She scoffed when she realized that she was out in the living room wearing the negligee baby doll she had bought in an attempt to spice up her and James’s sex life. “What a waste” she muttered to herself, her hands sought out her breasts and began to gently fondle them as she laid back into the sofa and let herself feel the pleasure of her own ministrations. Suddenly she heard a door open and the loud sound of someone crashing to the floor.
                “Fuck”, harry exclaimed as he fell through the door, his bent over posture didn’t help as he fell and he slammed face first into the floor. Lily looked down at her son, who was now curling up in pain holding his hands to his face. As most mothers do, she immediately noticed he was not only hurt but bleeding and she rushed over to him completely forgetting about her attire and recent activities.
                “Harry, dear, are you alright?” she asked worriedly even as she pulled his hands away from his face to see the damage. His glasses were bent and askew but otherwise unharmed which was good, but his nose was bleeding pretty badly. She reached instinctively for her wand but only felt the smooth flesh of her hips and she realized with a blush that she had left her wand on the corner table in her bedroom. She had not expected to need it tonight.
                “I’m fine mom; I don’t think I broke my nose.” Harry said, though his words came out slightly garbled due to the blood leaking from his nose and his passageways being constricted. He leaned his head back and pinched his nose shut as his mom led him to her room. He couldn’t help but notice her hips swaying as she ascended the stairs, his eyes wide as he noted the entirety of the shape of her ass. His mother at five foot four had a delicious derriere though Harry was only just old enough to start realizing these things about women; after all he had come down intending to ask her about how to deal with his ‘issues’. They made it up the stairs with Harry managing to avoid spilling blood on anything other than his nightclothes.
                Lily rushed over to the end table where her wand lay and picked it up, turning to face her son she moved forward quickly got him settled on her bed. A quick diagnostic showed Harry was right (he usually was about his injuries) and that his nosebleed was largely due to some internal torn skin. A quick healing spell had Harry in shape again. Sitting beside him on the bed she conjured a washcloth and wet it with some water from the glass on the nightstand. She delicately began to wash the blood off her sons face with smooth careful motions. Their faces were mere inches from each other as she examined him to make sure she was getting all the blood.
                Harry was petrified, normally his mom would scold him, though what she would scold him for this time he had no idea since it wasn’t his fault he got hurt. Not that he was petrified because of the lack of scolding, no he was petrified because currently his mom was leaning over and giving him a very good glimpse of her cleavage. Her outfit did nothing to hide her good looks. The feel of the cloth on his skin was leaving him bothered, though he had no idea why. Eventually Harry’s mind caught up to his current situation as he felt his lower self begin to stir. Shocking him into action Harry decided without thinking to explain why he had been down there in the first place. Whether this was due to his situation or the fact that it had been the only thing on his mind for the last week or so would have to be decided later.
                “Mom, I’m sorry I wasn’t in bed, but…” Harry stalled, as embarrassment clouded his mind and he could no longer think of how to finish saying aloud what was going on in his head. Lily had heard his apology and noticed his hesitation as well as his heavy blush.
                “What is it son? You know you can tell me anything.” She said with a smile, using a rather cliché line that all mothers used when their children were hesitant to come forward. Seeing he was cleaned of the blood she sat back a bit to give him some room and waited patiently.
                “Well, see the thing is, well l…at first I had thought to talk to dad, but he was always busy, and Sirius and Remus haven’t visited in a while so I couldn’t go to them, so I just thought…well that is I…” Harry started not even sure what he was saying anymore, he just wanted to crawl into a hole and die from embarrassment.
                “What is it honey?” Lily asked adding a bit of worry in her voice to draw out his answer. The tactics of a mother might seem dirty or manipulative but they are in truth instinctive and Lily does this with no real thought, though the worry is somewhat real, she is sure nothing bad has happened. As she talks she moves closer to her son drawing him to her side in a one armed hug.
                “Well the thing is…” Harry began again; he stopped briefly and took a large breath, “I’mnotsurewhattodoaboutthechangesthatareoccuringtomeduetopuberty.” Harry said in one breath, huffing a bit at the end. Lily considered what she had heard, garbled as it was for a moment before deciphering what he had said. Sometimes it paid to have near perfect memory. Lily almost laughed when she realized what he was probably worried about, but to do that would embarrass her son who was already embarrassed. She might have been able to have a good laugh about it had she found out from James, who apparently was now shirking not only his husbandly duties but also his fatherly duties as well. She made a note to rip into him for that. She sighed briefly as she considered how to respond. Her son was incredibly intelligent which was why he already knew what was happening was related to puberty, on the other hand he probably had no idea about masturbation and she knew his self control would be at an all time low during puberty.
                “Harry, I know you want answers, and I don’t want you to take this as a rejection, but are you sure you want me to help you. This really is something your father should handle. He said he would be gone for awhile but he may be able to explain enough by mirror for you to handle your problems.” Lily told him gently, adding gentle circling motions on his back to soothe him. She had felt him tense briefly when she mentioned his father but that could have just been a trick of motion.
                Harry pondered how to say what he wanted to say about his father without getting yelled at. Finally he decided that he had no choice but to say it bluntly, if not for him then for his sisters.
                “Dad, is…well to be honest dad is not much of a father anymore to me or Rosaline. Sure we have some fun times with him but we really just see him as another one of us. When we do something wrong you’re always the one to punish us, he almost always commiserates with us for getting caught. He’s really just a big kid who happens to pay for things we want. Rosaline of course doesn’t understand this the same way I do but I can see it in her eyes. Regardless I tried to go to him a couple of times over the last few weeks but the first time he vanished into the floo before I could get so much as a word out. The second time I managed to get to the subject at hand when he was suddenly called into work by Sirius. He told me we would discuss it when he came back but that was three days ago, and since then I get the feeling he’s avoiding me.” Harry finished with a whisper as he curled up into his moms side. She had not stopped rubbing his back and the fabric of the cloth she was wearing felt really good against his cheeks.
                Lily was seething inside her mind; if she hadn’t been an expert in the art of Occlumency due to her job as an unspeakable home researcher she would have out the door to remove James of his precious assets. As it was her plans for her vengeance tripled on her list as she considered just how much he should suffer for his crimes. Thankfully none of this translated to her outward appearance or she might have scared off her son. Seeing he was relatively relaxed, cuddling into her side she smiled before considering her next words.
                “Well Harry in that case, I suppose we can’t count on your father. I would suggest seeing if Remus could do it since Sirius is too immature but I know they are all out on a long term assignment as of tonight and won’t be available for some time. Is it safe to assume that your coming to me means you’re at your ends rope so to speak?” She asked looking at her sons lap. She noticed the slight bulge in his pajama pants, and wondered briefly before shaking herself. Harry didn’t say anything and merely nodded so Lily continued, “I’m sure you probably did some research on the issue when it started to become bothersome but how about I reiterate what I learned about it all anyway and we can cover any specific areas of question in more detail after.” She stated. Harry nodded again and she mentioned they may as well get more comfortable on the bed. Since it was a chilly night the cold in the room had started to bother her as she felt her nipples stiffen and her body goose-bump. The two slipped under the covers and Harry cuddled into her side once more. She sat with her head against the headboard, and quiet reigned for a few moments as she collected herself and the knowledge she needed to pass to her son. They following hour was harrowing for Harry as he felt a rollercoaster of emotions from embarrassment to disgust as his mother discussed everything in detail about the birds and the bees. Finally as she was finishing up she noted almost an hour and a half had passed. She had briefly expected her son to have fallen asleep during her lecture but found he was more awake than ever, his lust for learning being almost worse than hers. She giggled slightly at the attentive look Harry gave her even as she knew he had been disgusted and embarrassed during various parts of her lecture.
                “Well Harry did you have any questions about what I covered so far?” Lily asked with a smile on her face. Harry looked thoughtful as he considered what he had learned and any questions he might have.
                “Well not really, most of it was covered in the books I found, except the little details about things like dating and tips for courting. I suppose I’ll have more questions about that when I get interesting in doing that stuff, but your lecture still didn’t cover…well my main problem.” Harry said blushing hard. Harry was considerably aware that his boner was only now starting to retreat once more. It had been an on again off again situation largely depending on the topics his mother covered while his imagination ran wild with her words.
                “Yes I thought we might leave that for last, since you have no immediate questions regarding the material we covered we can move on.” Lily said in a stern lecture tone she used when she was instructing Harry. Harry didn’t take offense, she had always taken that tone while teaching him and he didn’t think she could stop even if she tried. He was surprised then when her next words were quite a bit softer and she had returned to her motherly tone.
                “Harry there’s no really easy way to cover masturbation. I’m a woman and you’re a boy…well man now. To put it simply it’s a method to reduce stress, relieve tension, and bluntly speaking, to get off. Males are known to do it several times a day, and we’ll just leave you to wonder how often women do it.” She ended with a smirk and a glint of mischief in her eye. Harry was completely red but smiled a bit at her tease. With a sigh Lily continued, noting as she did so that she was starting to feel that ever present itch more profoundly then she had during the last hour.
                “Boys masturbate by gently grabbing their penises with their hand and stroking it up and down. Of course this should only ever be done in private,” she added quickly before continuing, “After a period of time you’ll feel a buildup of sorts in your lower regions, and you’ll feel pleasure. When you reach your peak your body expels your semen in a process called ejaculation. As you are aware this is the stuff that gets girls pregnant when boys and girls have sex. Afterwards you’ll feel tired but it’s best to clean up since the substance is sticky. Any questions so far?” Lily asked. Harry nodded and asked, “I kind of get what’s suppose to happen but I don’t understand how to grab it.” Harry said embarrassed. Lily just kind of stared for a moment, not really sure how to answer her son. She had given out about as much as she felt comfortable explaining at the moment and she had no clue as to how a guy jerked himself off. She had of course given James a hand-job before and she’d seen James and Sirius jerk their meats before but both had been so rough with it and she wasn’t sure if that was normal or not. Eventually she figured she had to say something and opened her mouth, only to find little to no words escape her throat.
                “Um…uh…well you see, uh, that is…well boys just…well.” She stuttered out before clamping her mouth shut. Harry looked a bit confused before making a statement that only a thirteen year old could make in a world where inbreeding and incest were not abnormal and the idea of the taboo was not mentioned in any health books a wizard might read.
                “If you can’t explain it, perhaps you can show me?” Harry asked almost desperately. He kind of understood what she had said before but the idea of grabbing his dick and tugging on it was unappealing to him, and frankly he had never considered actually touching it other than when he went to the bathroom. This time Lily’s emotion was clear on her face as her eyes widened in surprise and her jaw dropped. She hadn’t even considered that their conversation might lead down this kind of path. She considered how to explain to her son about incest and inbreeding and the negative pall that was associated with such acts. Before she could come up with anything though he hit her with his puppy dog eyes, she could feel the desperation coming off him, begging her to help him out in this new and confusing new area of the world. She found herself nodding before she could even form a proper counter argument to the idea. The smile on Harry’s face was huge as he turned to look her in the eye a bit better, “Great, what do we do first?” harry asked eagerly, his eyes flashing with happiness. Lily gave a somewhat strained smile before sighing.
                “Very well Harry, first things first, you don’t want to get your clothes dirty so you’ll have to take your clothes off.” Lily explained softly. Harry was nervous but not really embarrassed about his mom seeing him naked or anything, she had seen it all before after all, even if that was years ago. Nerves though could still the bravest hands and Harry didn’t move until his mom told him it was fine and reiterated that she had seen it all before. With that Harry got out of the bed and began to remove his clothes.
                When Harry removed his clothes he was facing away from his mom and she saw the scars that marred his back from his encounter with a basilisk at the end of his second year. It was more than halfway through the summer and she was still furious about that incident. He had another scar where the basilisk had bit him in his arm, and his hands were more calloused then most preteen hands would be due to his encounter in first year with a Voldemort possessed professor. In fact she was still angry about that as well and it had happened at the end of first year when he went to prevent the theft of the philosopher’s stone. She had threatened Dumbledore for weeks with removing him from school if he didn’t get his act together and he still fucked it all up by the end of Harry’s second year. She was still in the process of getting some reforms for the school she wanted in if Harry was to continue attending.
                She couldn’t help but stare at her sons rather shapely behind when he bent over to remove his pants. He was a star Quidditch seeker for his team in Ravenclaw, and had been since first year. It had kept him fit, but she could tell he must have discovered exercise at some point since he had some muscles in area’s that Quidditch wouldn’t help build. Still he was only thirteen and he had a long way to go before his bodies muscle definition really started to show. Harry turned around once he was undressed and Lily got a good look at him in all his glory. He was definitely not fat, a bit thin really, but not unhealthily so. His body had scars in the front as well and the basilisk tooth scar was more obvious from the front side. She noted the scar along his outer left thigh where he had been hit by a cutting curse. They had not gotten it healed in time to prevent a scar. That was also from the encounter with the evil professor. What shocked Lily the most though was when she looked at her son’s cock; there were no other words to describe such a thing. She felt herself quiver a bit and she felt betrayed when her cunt started to drool a bit, dampening her panties. He was sporting a solid five and a half inch cock with roughly two and a half inch girth. She wondered briefly where he had gotten it since if it was that size during puberty it would probably get bigger over the next few years and he was almost as big as his father already. He was rather clearly thicker than his father. After a few more moments to compose her mind she motioned for Harry to sit back down with her. His cock was driving her to distraction so she concentrated on his face as he slipped back under the covers with her. She was more intimately aware of what she was wearing when his head rested once more on her shoulder his chin resting on the top of her breast. He looked up at her with a ‘what next’ expression and she pulled him to her tightly for a brief moment before letting out a slow breath and counting in her mind to ten to calm her nerves.
                “Alright Harry, first you’re going to need to see what I’m doing so I’ll cast a warming charm on the room,” suiting action to words she quickly used her wand to heat up the room and tied a warming ward to keep the room at the much warmer temperature for the rest of the night, “and we’ll remove these covers.” She finished as she removed the covers. She felt a blush creep up to her face when she noticed how damp she was. “This might feel a bit strange Harry but I promise you’ll enjoy it, but I have to peel back your foreskin and that might hurt a bit alright?” she asked as she noted his foreskin still covered the mushroom head of his cock. Harry gave a tentative nod and watched mystified as his mother’s hand approached his dick.
                Heavenly was the only word Harry could think to describe the feeling of his mother’s hand encompassing his dick. The heat from her hand radiated through it somehow making his whole body feel hot. He felt his breath quicken as if he was playing Quidditch again and marveled at the feeling, it was so much better then Quidditch though. Harry was so wrapped up in the feeling that he almost didn’t catch his mothers warning that she was about to pull back his foreskin. He watched in avid fascination as she pulled gently down on his skin until reddish-purple hue of the head of his cock appeared around the edges of the foreskin, still she kept pulling and harry felt it tightening at first it was strange but not unpleasant but then she gave a much more solid tug and it peeled back completely, freeing his head from its trap. Harry winced from the pain and moaned briefly. When the pain went away so quickly Harry was surprised to find he hadn’t been injured at all. His mother’s hand was now making gently up and down motions along his dick as she held it in a loose grip, similar to the way she sometimes handled her wand, though the up and down motions, or was that forward and back since his dick was currently splayed horizontally away from his body. He felt his mother’s breath on his ear and heard her whispers.
                “There that wasn’t so bad, was it?” she asked with compassion, though she could see her son was already lost as his eyes were glazed over mere moments after his brief wince. Finally though he came back to a state of semi-conscious behavior and managed to squeak out a positive reply. Lily herself was amazed at the feeling she was receiving from holding her son’s cock. She thought she would be disgusted, revolted, and frankly she had intended to get him off quickly and see him off to bed with the knowledge he could do it for himself from then on. Instead she found herself getting hot and bothered, as she gently stroked the iron hard member. It had grown another half inch when she had pulled back the foreskin, and hardened even more, she couldn’t deny though that the skin felt like velvet in her hand and she was certain her son would be a lady killer in the future if he had the confidence. She was just barely restraining herself from using her other hand to play with herself and she found herself involuntarily moving her face closer to her son’s neck.
                “Do you feel it Harry, do you feel my hand stroking your cock. I can already see the pre-cum leaking from your tip. Now remember we’ll use your pre-cum as a lubricant today but most times you’ll want to use some lotion.” She whispered breathily into his ear, just barely remembering to add in instructions so he could do it himself later if needed. Suiting actions to words once more she brought her hand up and around the tip of his cock gathering the pre-cum in her hand and using it to help lubricate her strokes. She felt a shock as her hand came into contact with his pre-cum and felt her pussy quiver in response. She began altering the pace of her strokes informing him in a sultry tone, which he had not heard from his mother before, about all the ways he might be able to please himself, but that he should take care going at it hard or fast as he may injure his sensitive organ. Lily was surprised when he lasted two minutes before finally succumbing to her ministrations. She watched as rope after rope of cum spilled from his cock onto the sheets in front of him. She felt the magic in the air as his core flared briefly, a common occurrence with wizards and witches when they reached climax. Seeing him cum and having been the one who brought him to it made her soaking wet and she was feeling a mix of shame and lust now that the experience was over.
                Harry was over the moon with contentment, he had not expected how good ejaculation could be and he vowed to experience it more often now that he knew. Based on what he had been told he watched his dick waiting for it to go back to being soft, looking forward to keeping it that way for a few hours hopefully. Harry being only thirteen did not realize that with his youth and the fact that his mother had yet to release his cock it would stay hard for far more than one shot.
                Lily was lost as her thoughts raced towards startling ideas and outrageous plans. Seeing her son shoot his semen down half her bed over a series of five spurts all thick with cum made her mind collapse into the gutters of sexual desire. Like everything in Lily’s life though her mind eventually found the most logical plan of action that would get the results she wanted with the least commotion, even when it perhaps involved more work, and when her mind decided she set the plan in to effect and accepted it with her whole being. In just one night, an old door closed and a new door opened, Lily Evans Potter now saw her son as not just a son but also a potential lover. One she could mold to her satisfaction, one that would be conscientious to her desires and passions. Of course she wouldn’t force herself on her son, no she had a plan to seduce her son, and she so looked forward to what the next few weeks would bring. Bringing herself back to reality she realized her hand was still holding onto Harry’s hard cock and her lips twitched into a smile as her eyes became alight with mischief. Slowly she began to move her hand once more, last time she had given him what she approximated a jerk-off session would include for a guy, meaning largely no variety in movements with quick motions towards the end. Now she would show him what a hand-job feels like, and if he didn’t happen to know there was a difference well he would learn in time.
                Harry was bewildered when he felt his mom start to move once again, she stopped briefly and he watched in fascination as she drooled onto her open palm before wrapping it back around his cock. Her spit was cool against his hot cock and he hissed in pleasure and she started moving once more.
                “Spit, is a great lubricant Harry if you have nothing else handy, especially if you need to go for a round two.” She added with a sultry laugh at the end. Harry smiled, but was soon moaning in pleasure at his mother’s ministrations. Whatever she was doing he could only tell that her movements were completely different from before. His head was laid back against her breast and his eyes were closed as he reveled in the feelings she was giving him. He smelled a musky scent that reminded him of his mother and he figured it must be a perfume she wore or something and he had just never noticed. The pleasure was so much more intense this time around and Harry barely lasted longer than he had the first time. This time however his cum was caught by his mother’s hand, which she had used to cap his tip just before he exploded. After two rounds Harry was completely exhausted and slipped into sleep with a huge smile on his face.
                “Sleep well Harry, my love.” Lily said with a smile on her face. She would still get her revenge against James but perhaps she did owe him for giving her Harry. She slowly brought her cum covered hand close to her face and inspected it curiously. She could almost feel the cum steeped in her sons magic, again something that was common for wizards, though how enticing a man’s cum was, was indeed indicative of their magical prowess which was why part of the ritual to test a young wizards talents involved using their semen as test samples. Grabbing a vial from her nightstand, from a used sleeping potion, she placed some of the semen in the vial and cast a stasis charm on the vial. She set it back in the drawer before glancing at her still largely covered hand. She gave it a tentative lick and although she didn’t find it bad, she decided to change her son’s diet if possible. She didn’t think it would be a problem since Harry was always for trying new things. She cleaned off the rest of her hand by eating the cum off it, though she left just a bit on the tips of the fingers. With her other hand she cast a contraceptive charm just in case though she wasn’t terribly worried. Place her wand on the nightstand once more she used her now free hand to push aside her panties and brought her ‘unclean’ hand to her pussy and silently slid her cum covered fingers into her cunt, she shuddered as she felt her fingers coat her walls lightly in her sons cum and she was already impatiently awaiting the day he filled her for the first time. She slowly, so as not to wake Harry, gave her pussy the attention it had so craved all night since she had been interrupted by her son and cheated by her husband. When she came that night she moaned her sons name into his hair and if one looked closely they could see a hint of a smile form on Harry’s lips as his subconscious mind picked up the noise from outside.
(edit: A kind reviewer pointed out that James and Lily should clearly be married longer, as such I've changed the the number of years they've been married to 14 years as suggested. Thanks)
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