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Harry's Bender...Gender-Bender, That Is	By : JustAWhat Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 30439 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The author does not own Harry Potter, nor make any money off this story. This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to actual events is coincidental. It is fantasy only; the author does not condone any illegal/immoral actions in real life.

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Warnings: Gender-Bending Sex (Harry/Shemal), Infidelity, Prostitution, Oral Sex, Anal Sex
Summary: It was time. Time to make his fantasy a reality. [Harry/OC]

Tia
It was time. Time to make his fantasy a reality.

Harry Potter, the infamous Boy-Who-Lived, booked a portkey to Thailand for the next day; he'd worry about a hotel when he got there. He kissed his wife, Ginny, on the cheek as she wished him good luck on his emergency DMLE business trip – or so she thinks – and hugged the kids farewell, before making his way to the Ministry international portkey terminal.
It was early evening and he wasted no time putting his plan into action, hiring a muggle taxi to Pattaya as soon as he arrived and seeking out somewhere that manages to blend the seedy with something at least resembling sanitary. That's not anywhere near as challenging as he thought it might be, as it turns out.

Having tracked down the ideal (muggle) venue and handing over a not insubstantial quantity of Baht, Harry is introduced by the proprietor to his chosen girl, whose name it turns out is Tia. Taking hold of his arm in her petite hand, she leads him past the desk arrangement in the room that he guessed is referred to as the reception, along a short darkened corridor illuminated only by a few failing strip lights and into a private room. The room is more adequately lit than outside, but still low enough to be considered... Cozy. In the center, dominating the compact space, was a large plush bed with a reddish-purple sheet covering the thick mattress. Harry’s eyes fell on a small table standing next to the head of the bed. On top of it is a selection of variously-sized butt plugs and a generous amount of lube in squeezy bottles. Given the general cultural attitudes to sex toys in this part of the world, he has done well (and paid a premium...) to find an establishment as accommodating as this one. Once inside the private room, she closed the door behind them and then turns to face him, waiting patiently for his commands. It was one of his stipulations: he's paying so he's in control. He supposed he could of just used magic, but he’s not comfortable doing that sort of thing – cheating on his wife is far enough in compromising his values, he figures.

Tia is slim, perhaps 125lbs at a guess, maybe as old as 19 or 20 and much shorter than him at only 5'7". She is dressed alluringly in high heels, a very short plaid skirt and a small white blouse tied at the waist to expose her midriff and mostly unbuttoned to show off her small cleavage and the edges of the cups of her plain black bra beneath. Her pretty oriental face is framed in shoulder length dark brown hair and her big brown eyes stare at him in anticipation.

Harry sat down on the edge of the bed and told her to take off her blouse, which she did immediately, throwing it into the corner of the room. After taking a moment to admire her slender, feminine torso and the delicate curves of her small A-cup breasts, she dropped her skirt to her feet, the garment quickly following her blouse into the corner. Standing in just her underwear and high heels before him while he stared, Harry’s gaze falls to the material of the knickers covering her crotch. He can't tell. Maybe there is something there, maybe there isn't. It's been held out of sight very well... The intrigue makes Harry’s cock twitch in excitement.

He told Tia to remove her bra. Reaching up around the back of her slim torso to undo the clasps she complied, revealing the tan flesh of her exquisite little titties as the garment slides forward off her arms. Each tiny mound of flesh ends in a taught brown nipple, visibly straining in excitement. He watched them move on her chest as she flings her bra to the corner of the room. Now that she's just wearing her slim black knickers, Harry told her to turn around so he can see her arse. He gazed at the orbs of her arse cheeks as she turned to face away from him, the muscles tightened due to the angle her legs are forced into by her high heels, her flawless skin shimmering under a sheen of sweat. Wanting to prolong the moment that he know is coming, Harry told her to undress him.

Tia turned and tottered over to him on her high heels and pulls his t-shirt swiftly over his head, revealing his toned torso and then unzips the fly of his trousers. He raised himself off the bed slightly to allow Tia to pull them to his feet and slip them off along with his shoes. She discarded his clothes in the same corner of the room as her own. Harry’s pants are the last item to be removed, exposing his trimmed pubic thatch and balls as well as his cock, which somehow he'd managed to keep mostly flaccid. Well, as flaccid as possible given the sights that he's witnessed already this evening. Harry’s fighting the urge to get a hard on looking at the truly stunning young woman in front of him. She gasps as his cock is exposed and he sees a wry grin cross her features. It's going to be filling her soon...

Nude and still fighting the urge to get an erection, Harry told her to stand up in front of him again. Tia does as he says, her hands falling to her sides. He told her it's time, that he want to see her naked. She grinned that cute little devilish smile again and placed her thumbs in the waistband of her tiny knickers. Pushing the elastic downwards, she slowly exposes more of her mocha flesh. Her crotch is almost completely exposed and Harry’s yet to see even the hint of a pubic hair. He’s losing the fight with his cock and he can feel his hard on start to develop between his legs.
She pushed her knickers down a bit more and he got the first glimpse of just the base of her shaft, the surrounding area completely bald as he expected. Keeping her eyes locked on him coquettishly, her smile widens and with it, she pushed her knickers down to her feet in one sudden movement. He gasped as she straightened and stepped her high heeled shoes out of the crumpled knickers and he sees her flaccid cock for the first time. Her genitals are quite a bit smaller than Harry’s, which is what he was hoping for. It's turning him on no end to see a woman with a below-average-size cock hanging between her legs. The ladyboy’s soft member is framed by smooth, bare skin with no trace of hair at all. He can see her tight balls beneath her cock too, also hairless. Harry’s hard on continues to grow as he watches her kick her knickers away into the corner of the room with the rest of their clothes.

He stood up off the bed and walked the few steps over to her, his cock now bulging almost to full size. She waited patiently with her hands by her sides as he examines her more closely. Fascinated, Harry reached down and touched Tia’s cock, just with his fingertips at first but then got bolder and grabbed her shaft. She gasped in pleasure and he felt the veiny flesh begin to harden and swell beneath his touch. He started to stroke her small cock, watching all the time as her erection grows and grows until it's as big as it's going to get, her foreskin pulled back to expose the engorged purple mushroom of her glans. At maybe four inches long and not very thick, her cock is the perfect size for some fun. It’s something special that Harry’s wife could never provide.

Harry’s own hard on, quite significantly bigger than Tia's at over seven inches long and quite meaty, was now raging as well, throbbing gently in time with his quickening pulse. Wanting to see their cocks side-by-side, he moved another step closer to where she's standing and held his dick next to Tia's, an act that's only possible, given their height difference, due to her still wearing her high heeled shoes. On a whim, he clamped their erections together in one of his hands, their most intimate flesh touching for the first time. The scent of her hair, already stuck with sweat in places to her pretty face, in the close little room and the musky aroma of her glistening body was filling his nostrils. Harry’s bell end was pushed into her hairless crotch by the side of her shaft, which itself isn't long enough to do the same to him. He started to stroke both of their cocks together in his clenched palm, making their foreskins move alternately back and forth over each of their throbbing cockheads. He sees a bead of pre-cum drooling enticingly from the slit at the tip of her bell end and heard her groan softly in pleasure at the feeling of her shaft being pumped slowly against Harry’s.

The sound of her voice snapped him out of his reverie and Harry decided to take full advantage of the situation. Letting go of her cock and his own, he told her to get to her knees. She knew what to do without being told and took hold of his cock in both of her hands – it looks massive between her tiny bronzed digits – to guide the pre-cum-leaking tip into her mouth. He moaned as she started to suck his cockhead and he could see his bell end deforming the lines of her cheeks from within as she looked up at him with her big brown eyes – so similar yet different to the brown eyes of his wife that are usually staring at him from this position. Craning his neck to do so, Harry looked beyond Tia's pretty, cock-filled face, down past her tiny tits and erect nipples, over the flawless gentle curve of her slim belly, to her small erection and shaved balls bobbing lewdly between her legs in time with the rhythmic up-and-down movements of her head as she fellated him. He placed his hands on the top of her head and concentrate on the feelings of her warm mouth engulfing his swollen cock.

After a short time of delicious cock sucking, Harry told her he’s going to bend over and that he wanted her to lick his arsehole. She let his cock slide wetly out of her mouth , a string of saliva briefly connecting his organ with her lips, and nodded her assent as he turned around and clambered onto the bed on all fours, his knees near the edge and his feet hanging off the end. Harry’s legs are well spread, exposing his tight, shaved anus to Tia. She stood and moved sensuously over to him, bending at the waist and lowering her head to his arse as soon as she was next to the bed. He felt her hot breath on his tight pink ring and her thumbs parting his cheeks further as he look down between his legs to be greeted with the sight of her hard pulsating cock beyond his own.
A moment later, an involuntary gasp escapes his mouth as he felt the warm wetness of her tongue on his anus as she started to rim him. She tongued Harry’s arse expertly, warming up the muscle there and loosening it deliciously. Her tongue tip traced a line around the circumference of his tight hole before darting into the sweaty knot of muscle, probing deeper and deeper with each thrust. He moaned at the deeply pleasurable sensations and concentrate on relaxing his arsehole, allowing her tongue to get right inside his butt as far as she can push it. Tia goes to reach beneath him to stroke his cock, but he pushed her hand away and told her not to, that he just wanted her licking his arse. She complied, returning her hand to the inner curve of his arse cheek and Harry pushed back against her invading tongue, intending to keep her rimming his back passage for as long as he can stand it. Another bead of pre-cum starts leaking out of his cock-end at the feeling of this pretty little oriental ladyboy tonguing his rear.

When he felt his arse was sufficiently loosened and moist and he’s right on the verge of shooting his load, Harry stopped what she was doing. He spun around and she stood up straight. Pulling her to him when he’s once more sitting on the edge of the bed, Harry kissed her deeply, jousting his tongue with hers, tasting the tartness of his own arse in her mouth and feeling her erection pressed against his thigh, her little titties squashed into his torso.
He finished their kiss and told her to swap places with him. Tia giggled delightfully as she kicked off her high heels and climbed onto the bed in the same position he was moments ago, her legs well parted with her shaven, pinky-brown arsehole, displayed to him for the first time in all its tight winking glory, pointing up at him. Harry could see her tightly clenched hairless balls and the hint of the base of her erect shaft beneath her puckered ring, framed by the insides of her silky tan thighs. Kneeling on the floor behind her, he wasted no time in spreading her cheeks with the fingers of both his hands before diving his head forward and licking her arsehole, the flavour faintly reminiscent of the taste of his own on her mouth. Mimicking her movements on him from earlier, he licked around the edges of her shaven anus before pushing his tongue inside, past the flesh of her ring, trying to force as much of it into her rectum as he can, tasting her most intimate area. She gasped and moaned and pushed back onto him as he continued, his tongue-fucking getting deeper and faster with every probing thrust until he’s satisfied that her arse is as slack and as warmed up as Harry’s.

Withdrawing his head from Tia's arse, his face slick with a combination of both their sweat and his own saliva and with the taste of her ring on his tongue, Harry told her he wanted to feel her cock inside him.

She smiled and knelt up as he climbed onto the bed again to get on all fours in front of her, sticking his arse in the air and presenting his now-loosened anus once more. Harry sensed her reach for some lube from the table by the bed and felt the coolness of it on his hot flesh as she dribbled a generous helping onto his waiting sphincter. He heard the bottle snap shut and there was just a moment's pause while she lubed up her small shaft before she got into position behind him, pushing her cock downwards so that the tip is pressed up against his arsehole. He groaned in pleasure and relaxed as he felt her part his arse cheeks with her free hand and start to work her bulbous bell end into him. It was all he could do not to stroke himself to climax as he felt her slippery cockhead pop into his arse, invading the entrance to his rectum wonderfully. She groaned too and pushed forwards, slipping another inch of her shaft into him. He gasped in excitement and pushed back against her as she thrust again, wanting to have her cock fill him.
After only a few more shoves, Harry felt her shaved bits touching his perineum and the slight outward curve of her belly nudging the top of his parted arse cheeks, now that she was buried inside him to the hilt. He had a wonderful feeling of fullness – not too much, but just enough to send him wild with ecstasy – and her cock shaft was just long enough to allow the tip of it to nudge his engorged prostate. Pre-cum was now leaking copiously out of his own cock, but still he resist the urge to stroke himself to orgasm.

Harry told her to fuck him, that he wanted to feel her moving inside his arse. Grabbing hold of his hips with both hands, Tia did as he instructed, slowly at first but building in pace with every thrust so that after only a couple of minutes, she was grunting loudly behind him as she pounded his sphincter exuberantly with her slippery cock. He kept her fucking him for as long as he could stand, the pleasure of feeling her fleshy cock invading his ring and filling his rectum almost enough to tip him over the edge on its own.
Just when it was all about to get too much for him and he could feel that he was right on the brink of a blissful anal orgasm, Harry told her to stop. She did so straight away, her cock on an inward stroke jammed into his arsehole as far as she could get it. He told her to pull out of him slowly. Her cock came away easily from his well-fucked anus and he reached around behind himself to explore his slackened ring with his fingertips. He found a spongy, mushy mass of warm, relaxed muscle between his cheeks, a naughty glow emanating outwards from his well-used hole right to the tip of his cock.

Staying in position, Harry told Tia that it was her turn to be fucked, but that he wanted his arse filled still. Knowing what he wanted, she reached over to the table by the bed and retrieved a good-sized butt plug. After squeezing out some lube onto the shiny shaft of the toy – perhaps unnecessarily – he felt her begin to push it home, working it into his arse slowly. Harry’s well-fucked rectum swallowed up the plug comparatively easily given its size and he gasped as he felt the widest part of the shaft stretch his anus before the muscle clamped down on the narrower neck of the toy. He felt his balls tighten and his cock strain again, pre-cum oozing lewdly, desperate for release.

Tia sat back on her haunches, awaiting his next command, her hard on sticking upwards from her own shaven crotch, tight balls resting on her upper thighs. Turning himself over to lie on his back, feeling the butt plug moving inside him and rubbing his prostate deliciously as he do, Harry told her he wanted her to sit on his cock. She smiled and reached again for the bottle of lube before dribbling some down his shaft.
Casting the bottle aside, Tia clambered forwards on the bed and, still facing in Harry’s direction, kneels up over him with her legs straddling his torso. Her erect cock was bobbing around inches above his own. He watched as she reached around behind and beneath herself with one hand and grabbed hold of the base of his slippery shaft, pointing it towards her arsehole. Tia looked at him with a naughty glimmer in her eye as she sat back, before feeling his pre-cum-and-lube-slick bell end touch the slightly slackened pucker of her sphincter. They both groaned together as she sat back further, impaling her arse on the head of his cock. Harry could feel the knot of muscle squeezing his shaft, the tightness exquisite. Her jaw fell open and her eyes shut involuntarily as his bulbous glans broke through her anal ring and started the invasion of her little rectum.

She sat back again and again, each time forcing an extra half an inch of Harry’s thick meat inside her until the backs of her legs come to a stop against his thighs and her hairless balls and perineum were resting on the trimmed thatch of pubes above the base of his cock. Her mouth was still open from having his entire cock inside her, little beads of spittle leaking from the corners. He could feel that he’s filling her up totally, that there may not be any more room if it was anyone bigger than him penetrating her. Tia took a moment to get used to the fullness, which he allowed her, happy to feel his cock enveloped so completely and so tightly inside her arsehole while his own rectum was full with the butt plug.
As soon as she was able, she leaned forward slightly at the waist, resting both her hands on the bed beside his torso and started to ride him. Alternately lifting her arse up away from him and sliding it back down by extending her knees and grinding her hips, she started impaling herself fully onto his rock hard shaft, keeping just his bell end inside her loosening anus on the upwards strokes. Fucking herself onto his slippery cock, she started to groan in ecstasy. Harry felt his balls tighten further and watched as Tia's did the same, her little cock bouncing around at her smooth hairless crotch in time with her movements.

The pace of her fucking continued and Harry knew that the tightness around his throbbing cock coupled with the intense fullness in his rectum were going to conspire to bring about his orgasm all too rapidly. He reached down and grabbed her narrow cock, still slick with the lube she put on it to fuck his arse earlier as well as the excessive bead of pre-cum oozing from the tip, and begin to stroke it. This elicited another groan from her lips and she rode him even faster. He reached up to fondle one of Tia’s pert little tits in his other hand, tweaking her erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger at the same as speeding up his pumping of her member in his enclosed palm, thrusting his hips in time with her ever-more-rapid movements to slam his own cock into her well-fucked arse harder and harder. Sweat was pouring off both of them, their bodies slick with moisture and both gasping and panting uncontrollably. He could feel his long awaited orgasm building inside him and he sensed her cock start to twitch and her anus contracted even more tightly around his invading shaft.
Suddenly it's too much – the fullness in his arse, the tightness compressing every inch of his cock, the exertion, the sweat, the smell – and Harry came, shooting his spunk inside Tia's rectum and throwing his head back on the bed to cry out in ecstasy as he did. As soon as he felt the first wad of jism spurt from his pulsating cockhead, the pitch of her moans increase too and he felt her cumming, her cock pulsing in his hand and her own cum firing out of her like a great geyser to land wetly on his sweat soaked stomach and chest and dribbling down over his thumb as she slams her arse back down on his legs, impaling herself fully on his spurting shaft.

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