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Luna Explores	By : Aarden_Fluvier Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 17445 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Neville had volunteered for the mission to retrieve the Grimoire from Umbridge’s sister, and he was to accompany Sellsit.  Sellsit was a very powerful witch, but more importantly, it was felt she should go incase Umbridge’s sister tried to deceive them with a fake copy of the Grimoire.   Neville was rather excited by this for two reasons.  One, because he was being entrusted with a critical part of the mission, and for once Harry was not the one taking the risks (and getting the glory), and two, it meant he would spend more time with the intoxicating Madame Sellsit - Neville was even more seriously enamoured with Madame Sellsit, especially after he’d got to fuck her during the Umbridge healing.   There was little preparation that they could do, apart from provision themselves with a port-key for the journey.  Umbridge was able to provide the coordinates for the device, and they were ready.  Luna and Hermione hugged Neville good bye, and Luna told Neville she loved seeing him with Sellsit and that she wanted to see more of wild-man Neville.  Hermione, just pressed herself against him, and kept pressing and hugging until she felt his cock stiffen, and then she let him go with a giggle!  Fred hugged his knees and Harry gave him a manly handshake, and then they departed.  First, as usual, they had to leave the school grounds, and then they activated the port-key.  Sellsit was gripping Neville’s hand, and they arrived, with some feeling of dislocation in a grim and small town,  Deeping Hill.        Their destination house was right in front of them – there was no time to waste, so they marched straight to the front door and knocked.   There was no answer for a while, so they knocked again,  and eventually they could hear footsteps approaching the door.

“Who is it?” a voice called out, somewhat querously.  “We are Madame Sellsit and Mr. Neville Longbottom, come to fetch the Sellsit Grimoire per Dolores Umbridge’s message,” Sellsit stated clearly.  A series of locks could be heard clicking and clacking as they were released, and finally the door opened.    It was natural, but they had both been expecting someone rather like Dolores Umbridge.  Instead, a younger and very attractive woman, elegantly dressed and with a pleasant but nervous smile, stood in the doorway.  “Hello, I am Daphnit Umbridge, please come in.”  Sellsit and Neville entered and followed her into a bright and pleasant sitting room.  They sat on two comfy chairs, and their host settled on a third and got straight to business. “I received the message from Dolores, that I am to provide you with the book she entrusted to me.  I don’t really know anything about it, so please I am sorry if it’s controversial in some way.”    Sellsit casually observed “Oh it belongs to my family, it seems Dolores was, err, looking after it for us,  after we, err, lost it.”   Daphnit nodded and observed “her note, which was strangely just sitting the door step, didn’t say much, just that I should return it to a Madame Sellsit.  But it was clearly her writing and signature.”     “Do you see your sister often, Daphnit?” asked Sellsit.  “Oh no not at all,  I really only see Dolores when she wants something from me, we aren’t close in any way.  She is a decade older than me, so I never saw much of her any way except when I was quite young.  I don’t know much about her life, except that she works for the British government.”  At this point, Neville and Sellsit realized that Umbridge’s sister was a Muggle, and probably knew nothing of their world.  It was odd, they thought, that Umbridge had not alerted them to this.   But on the other hand, she was obviously in a very stressed state at the time.

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Back in the room of requirements,  Luna, Hermione, Fred and Harry had a visitor.  The first they knew of the visitor was when they heard somebody calling out to them – “Yoo-hoo, Hermione, Luna, Harry, Fredikly?”  They were a bit surprised, as the Room of Requirements was known to be a safe haven.    They had re-bound Umbridge, and she was lying on the bed, still naked, still occasionally emitting little bursts of anger, other times little bursts of despair. “Who are you, where are you?”, called Harry, “and how are you here in the Room of Requirements?”  “Oh yes, it’s OK, the Room of Requirements has summoned me here on your behalf!”  “Well, where are you?” reiterated Hermione.  “Come to the far wall, the one with the muggle paintings,” the voice called back.  They all looked at each other, and   then headed over, and stood there for a while, staring at the wall and the paintings.

Suddenly, one of the paintings moved, clearly not a Muggle artefact. “Professor Dippet!” Hermione exclaimed, “is that you, how nice to see you.  But what on earth are you doing here, you said the Room summoned you?  I didn’t know it could do that kind of thing…”   “Yes indeed, it’s me” agreed Dippet.  “ I don’t know exactly why I am here – only that the Room sent an emissary to my portrait and told me I was urgently needed here.  I wouldn’t normally know how to get here, but the emissary left me a kind of trail to follow, and, well, here I am - rather unusual. I must say, it is so lovely to see my two favourite Hogwarts’ girls, our meetings are always so, err, informative.” “It’s OK professor,” interrupted Hermione, Harry knows all and Fred probably knows more than she will ever let on.”   “Hello Fred,” Dippet bowed.   “It has been many long decades  since we last met.  For the rest of you, I was in fact, still alive at the time I last saw the lovely Fred, who does not look a day older. Fred and her friend were, err, entertaining me for a while. “  Luna added “Fred has promised to entertain me too Professor, and I am very much looking forward to that!”  Dippet issued an amused cackle, “I’m sure you are my dear, and I’m sure you will enjoy it enormously, as did I!  And Hermione, as I recall, at our last meeting, you promised to do some very naughty things to me, now didn’t you, in exchange for that nice Golem magic.”  Dippet perved down at the girls, and despite the trauma of the day, they both did a little twirl for him, making sure their skirts flounced high, revealing what was underneath, which, as was common, was just their skin.  “Oh Morgana’s Tits,” groaned Dippet,  “I hope to call in that favour soon!   Have you had a chance to use the magic, Hermione my dear?  How did it go?” “Well actually, Professor, yes I have.  I spent long months studying it, and I used it just with myself for a period of testing.  Then I  used it to surprise Luna.”  “Surprise me it did,” giggled Luna, “the Golem was an amazing creature, his cock, surely modelled on your own Professor, was indefatigable!”

Dippet was very pleased by the flattery, and to prove it, he pulled his robe aside to show his magnificently erect penis, the knob all swollen and red and ready for a young girl’s cunt.   “See how you girls affect an old man, bringing joy to his old shriveled bits.”  Hermione and Luna sniggered at Dippet’s deliberate silliness, the last thing his cock was, was shriveled.   “Ah Professor, I really do wish you were still alive!  Anyway, yes the first Golem fun with Luna was great.  However, today, and I tell you this in absolute confidence, I’m afraid something rather horrible happened.   You see Umbridge over there, bound on the bed, with some, err, damage to her body.  Well that occurred through my Golem.  He did much worse to her, which Madame Sellsit has since healed, but I allowed the Golem to inflict  horrendous damage on her. In fact, I even attacked her myself, kicking her, smashing her head against the wall.  I didn't feel the slightest difficulty with what the Golem and I did.  Despite my hate and loathing of Umbridge, I now feel I am as disgusting a person as she is.  I really can’t explain what happened.     Even more strangely, none of the others moved to stop me either.  They said they felt a bit bad, but not enough to try to stop it.  We are abusive pigs, just like her.”  As Hermione related the events, she reconnected with them, having managed to push them aside for a while. She started to cry, slowly and quietly,  as she realized again what a monster she had become.

Dippet, his prodigious penis hidden again, was quiet for a while.  Then he asked, apparently irrelevantly, “what did you make the Golem from?”   Oh out of the sheets from her bed.  When we captured her, Harry bound her in her own sheets and transported her here wrapped in them.   “Ah ha, now I know why the Room summoned me here,” clapped Dippet with some obvious delight.  “The Room is trying to protect you, it only does that for genuinely good creatures. Possibly you missed this detail in the Golem magic parchment I gave you, but the Golem will be imbued with the characteristics of the material from which it is made.”  “Yes, I realise that,” sniffed Hermione, “wood as the base makes a more rigid Golem, soft rags a more pliant Golem.”  “Yes, that’s correct,” said Dippet, “but there is more to it than that.  You see, if the source material has been associated with a person or animal or some other creature, that creature’s characteristics are also transferred to the Golem.”  Harry, silent for a long time, suddenly burst in, “so the Golem was created with Umbridge’s own evil character!  How marvelously ironic, she tortured herself!”  He was gleeful, until of course it dawned on him that none of the rest of them had tried to stop it, and Hermione herself had become a vicious ,vindictive brute.   “Yes that’s right Harry, and I can see you have taken the next logical mental step also.  Not to worry, it’s also the same process, to a large degree.  The Golem, having absorbed Umbridge’s personality, also starts to re-radiate it.  If you know any Muggle science, it’s kind of like a magical black body.” They all looked very blank. ” Anyway,” he went on, “the Golem radiated this evil as well.  Because you are all so magical,  you all resonated with his emissions, and then in turn absorbed them.  I'm assuming Hermione was close to the Golem, so she got the biggest dose.  The rest of you, further away, would have received less, you see. Another triumph of Muggle science, the inverse square law.” They all looked blank again.  “You would  probably  have received just enough to keep you comfortable with the process and stop you from trying to prevent it.”

Hermione was now sobbing, but this time in happiness.  “There was an explanation, and after all, she was not the most evil creature on the planet.”  “Oh Professor, this is such marvelous news, I feel so relieved, and only a little bit guilty now, how can we ever thank you.” He smirked, “well you should probably thank the Room you know!”  Hermione was by now right up close to Dippet’s portrait, and the saucy old headmaster had once again revealed his every ready, ever engorged penis.  “Oh it's so juicy,” Hermione licked her lips.  “How long do we have to wait until you can extrude out of the portrait again so we can thank you and I can repay my debt?” “Well actually my dear, I have made some good progress on the magic of portrait interaction with the external world,” and with that, he pushed his hand towards Hermione, and in a moment it was poking out of his portrait.   “Take it, my dear!”  Hermione didn’t think twice, and took hold of Dippet’s hand,  and in a flash, and with a very strange kind of body confusion, she found herself, with Dippet in his portrait, with his cock very much ready for her tasty Hogwarts girl holes.  “What about me,” yelled Luna, absolutely not wanting to be left behind.    Again Dippet’s hand extruded, and in a trice, Luna was in there with Hermione, who was already on her knees, gobbing noisily on Dippet’s shaft.

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Sellsit was keen to retrieve the Grimoire, although she was also intrigued by this woman, who seemed to know nothing about her dreadful older sister.  Perhaps it was best that she didn’t.   “Well, I barely know her myself, Daphnit, but it has been very kind of you to look after the book on our behalf.   Shall we go and get it?”  “Oh, of course, but I am forgetting my manners, would you or Neville like a cup of tea?”  “That would be very nice, but perhaps we could get the book first, as we have travelled quite a long way, and I have missed it for a long time.”  Daphnit smiled, she really was a very elegant and attractive woman. “Of course, that would be perfect.”

She stood, and smoothed her knitted, figure hugging dress, tugging it back down to her knees where it had hiked up a little.   Then she stood up straight, her breasts, waist and hips beautifully outlined by the clearly well-tailored outfit. Neville, who really only every saw girls in school uniforms and witches in, well, funny frumpy witch clothes,  was very taken with what he saw.   Sellsit, of course, noticed his interest, and as they all stood, the bulge of his semi-hard cock was very obvious in his pants.    Sellsit reminded herself again how much she loved young man cock! She was not sure whether Daphnit noticed as well, but possibly she did.   Daphnit took them through to a storage room, where she accessed an old locked wooden box.    “Well, let’s open it in the kitchen,” she said, “it’s just across the corridor.”   They followed her in there and she placed it on the table.   She then fetched a key bunch from a kitchen drawer, cycled through a few, and then placed a key in the lock.  Sellsit was fairly trembling with anticipation.  Neville, his teenaged hormones still very busy, still had eyes only for Daphnit, his cock was now extremely hard in his pants, and his bulge was pulsing with his heart beat if you looked closely.  Sellsit caught Daphnit sneaking a look – “so she had noticed,” she thought to herself.    Daphnit turned the key, and with an audible click, the box was unlocked.  She opened the lid, and inside was a very old looking, grimy and somewhat damaged book.  Sellsit gasped, she was so happy to see it again.  “Yes that’s it, it has been very badly missed.”   “What exactly is this book,” asked Daphnit.  Sellsit had clearly forgotten to prepare an answer for this, as she stammered and improvised answer.  “Oh, yes, well, it contains a very detailed family history, with pictures of many important artifacts.   Also, it contains very secret recipes which are the foundation of my family’s culinary business.”   “Oh I see,” replied Daphnit, perhaps a bit disappointedly.

“So, here it is then.” With that, Daphnit lifted the book and passed it to Sellsit.  But as Sellsit took hold of it, with Daphnit still holding the Grimoire, something happened, something magical happened.   Daphnit, let go of the book, looking a little stunned, and then, she stood a little taller, and stronger, which caused her body hugging knitted dress to outline her figure even more.  Then she licked and moistened her lips, and changed her mouth so that her lips were slightly parted. Then when she spoke, her voice took on a different quality.  In Muggle movies, it would have been referred to as ‘sultry’.   Sellsit noticed all of this in detail.  Neville noticed it all too, but not in detail.  All he noticed was that the woman who had made his cock throb was now a million times more desirable, and he really wanted to fuck her now -   young men are very simple creatures, after all.   Daphnit walked around the table, for no apparent reason other than to show herself off, and as she walked, she now utilized a slight wiggle to her bottom and hips, because she placed her feet close to each other in a line as she walked.  Neville was on fire and so, it transpired, was Daphnit.   She walked directly to Neville, grasped his obvious bulge through his pants, pushed him against the wall and started to grind against him as she tongue kissed him like it was the last time she would ever do this.  All Neville could do was try to go with her, grinding his hard penis against her, and kissing her back as best he could.   As she ground against him, her knitted dress started to hike up, and Neville took advantage of that and helped it on its way, pulling it up to her waist.

Sellsit, for her part, was watching all of this with a totally amused look.  She knew exactly what had happened.  The Grimoire, when not used for a while, builds up sex magic.  When the book was returned to its rightful owner, that magic attempted to escape, and escape it did into Daphnit, turning her into a very sexually aroused being.  “Lucky Neville,” she thought, he is going to get very thoroughly fucked by this gorgeous woman, who clearly was nothing like her older sister.    Sellsit tucked the Grimoire safely into her robes, and then sat back on the kitchen table, enjoying the scene.   Daphnit was facing into the wall, and Sellsit had a fine view of her curvy bottom with the dress pulled up.   Neville was moaning loudly as she kissed and worked him, again it seemed Neville was freed of his normal constraints.  Magic is a fine thing!   There was an intense urgency about Daphnit, and she rapidly decided enough grinding had occurred, and she bent over at the hips, giving Sellsit an even better view, as she pulled Neville’s cock from his clothing.  “Oh my God,” Daphnit gasped, “that’s the most incredible penis I have ever seen, I really want that in my cunt, right now.”   There was to be no foreplay in this coupling, the sex magic was in full flight.    She reached to her waist, and rapidly pulled her sheer panties down, stepping out of them neatly.    Then she grabbed hold of Neville around his neck, lifted her right leg into his hand, and pushed her pliant pussy against his cock, sinking down on to him.  Neville took his cue, and started to push his big cock in and out of her hungry pussy.   All Sellsit could see was her awesome ass,  occasionally a flash of her squeezed-through-her-thighs pussy lips, and occasionally Neville’s balls as he fucked her.  Sellsit was always horny,  and quickly she had hiked her own skirts up as she sat on the table, feet on the table top, so that she could busily finger own pussy.   She knew the sex magic, released in this way into Daphnit was extremely powerful and that this frantic coupling would be over very soon.

Sellsit produced a magical dildo which proceeded to fuck her pussy whilst she fingered her clitoris, it was a glorious feeling.    “Almost as glorious as having Neville in your pussy, “ she recalled, thinking how the obsessed and magically engorged Neville had filled her.    As she felt her body responding, an orgasm on its way, Daphnit suddenly pulled off of Neville - “come on Neville, fuck me from behind, fuck me in the ass.”  As she said this, she grabbed hold of his cock, and dragged him to the table Sellsit was partially occupying. Daphnit bent over the table,   pushing her face into Sellsit’s hairy treasure, and held her ass cheeks open ready for Neville to impale her.  Impale her he did, ramming his log of a cock straight up her ass, which made her squeal very loudly, before she implored him “that’s it Neville, destroy my ass” as she very busily started  eating out Sellsit.   Sellsit almost passed out herself, it felt so good, and this release was going to be very powerful after the difficult recent events.   “Your ass feels so good,” cried out Neville, “I want to fuck it forever.”  As he yelled this out, his fucking became even more feverish and he just started bellowing out like a dying cow.   This just inflamed Daphnit even more and she started to scream with each smash of her ass, until they were both just screaming uncontrollably.

Sellsit, usually always in control of the sex magic, also found herself (or allowed herself to be) swept along and as Neville and Daphnit started to scream out “I’m cummmming” so did she start an enormous orgasm.  Daphnit’s tongue was lashing and squirming all over her cunt and clit and Sellsit just let go.     Neville was already pumping hot cum into Daphnit’s ass as she started to experience what could only be termed a whole-body orgasm.   She felt like her entire pelvic region was going to explode so intense were the sensations.  As she writhed in abandon, she pulled off of Neville’s cock, which was still pumping masses of semen.  Neville took that to be a signal, and he moved to where her face was still buried deep in Sellsit’s groin and started to spray his thick cum over Sellsit’s massive bush and all over Daphnit’s beautiful face and hair.  Although Neville always produced a lot of semen, the magic had enhanced him to ridiculous proportions,  and eventually he had covered every head and cunt hair in sight with a generous layer.  With his last few pumps, he returned to Daphnit’s immeasurably beautiful bottom, and favoured her ass hole and glistening pussy, covered in a modest light-brown thatch, with the last of his semen.  Daphnit eventually just seem to pass out, slumped over the table, her face still between Sellsit’s now slimy thighs. Neville collapsed onto a kitchen chair, and closed his eyes with an immense smile on his face.  Sellsit remained present, just enjoying the situation, mentally welcoming the Grimoire back into her presence,   truly realizing how much that book meant to her family.

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Harry and Fred didn’t get offered a hand into Dippet’s portrait, but they had a marvelous view of Luna and Hermione in there with him.   Fred was licking her tiny lips as she watched first Hermione and then Luna sucking on Dippet.   When one was on her knees, bottom exposed, sucking on Dippet, the other was behind her, eating out her cunt and ass, her own bottom exposed to those watching.     Harry and Fred were both very aroused by this sight.   As his cock stiffened, Harry realized that he was enjoying seeing the girls’ mouths on Dippet’s prick, and that in fact, a tiny little thought in his mind was wondering how that felt, to suck on a cock.   Fred, forever intuitive, smirked at him “you should try it Harry.”   Of course, actually saying that to Harry, was enough to totally freak him out, and all expel all thoughts of cocks in his mouth so that he could retain his personal self-view of massive heterosexuality.  Fred smirked a little more watching his obvious transformations and teased him some more.    “Well Harry, since we are here and not there, I guess that means no cock for you, eh.”  Harry kind of gurgled, and tried to say something outraged, but it was little difficult since Fred was grabbing him in her favourite spot.

Fred snapped her fingers, and with a puff,  Harry found himself naked, with his cock slurping in and out of Fred’s small but elastic mouth.  Fred wasn’t done yet though, and  between slurps she continued her game. “Look how nice Dippet’s cock is Harry.  See the ridged veins, mmm so yummy.  See his lovely foreskin slide up and down over his cock head Harry, as Luna sucks him in and out of her mouth.   It’s a delight, teasing a foreskin with your tongue Harry, I think you’d enjoy that.”  As she finished saying that, Fred teased Harry’s own foreskin, although he was so hard by now, it was pretty hard to even find it, let alone manipulate it. But House Elfs, Fred especially, are very talented!   “Mmmmm Harry, can you see how Dippet is starting to approach his orgasm?  You can tell because his balls have tightened and lifted, and he is starting to thrust harder and faster and very regularly into the girl’s mouth.  God Hermione’s cunt looks good doesn’t, it as she rims Luna’s ass.   Can you imagine that it’s your mouth Dippet is pumping, not Luna’s, and Luna’s tongue is in your ass?”  Harry was somewhere between horror and excitement, his mind was trying to shut Fred out, but his body was totally engaged and telling his mind to stop being an idiot.  Again all he could do was make funny outraged sounds, and thrust his cock harder into Fred’s mouth. “I love the taste of semen Harry.  It’s all hot and thick and tangy. Soon, Dippet is going to cum, he is going to cum into YOUR mouth.  Yes Harry, that’s it, suck him harder.” Luna, talented cock sucker that she was, knew Dippet was very close. She didn’t want to tease him, she wanted his cum hard and fast.  So she engaged some extra suction and squirmed her cunt harder into Hermione’s willing tongue, and Dippet let go with a roar.  At that moment, Fred had also redoubled her efforts on Harry, and his cum also erupted from his cock, with his mind full of images of Dippet’s cock in his mouth and masses of thick cum flowing down his throat.   Fred now decided to bring Harry back to reality - “Yes Harry that’s it, give me all your cum,”  crooned Fred, “do you remember my promise?”  With that she pulled her top up over her small breasts, pulled her mouth off Harry’s ejaculating penis, and let him spray semen all over chest.  Harry, eyes closed, just kept pumping until he felt Fred’s hand on his still engorged cock, smearing the cum on her tits all over his shaft and then sucking it clean again.

Harry’s eyes swam back into a focused state as he heard Hermione giggling.  “But Professor, I haven’t fulfilled the deal with you yet.  All I did was suck your lovely cock a bit.  I didn’t even do *this* for you.” With that she turned around facing away, bent over, and backed into Dippet’s now red and slack but still full-of-blood cock, rubbing her wet pussy all over his cock and belly.  “And didn’t I promise that you next time I saw you, I’d let you fill my hot Hogwarts’ girl cunt with your delicious cock, Professor?  I’m sure that’s what I said,” she finished sweetly. Dippet groaned, “Hermione, perhaps I should arrange for you to live permanently in my portrait?”   Hermione laughed,  as she continued to work her sopping slit up and down his cock, “Professor, I don't think I could cope with the competition, you seem to have so many friends.”  “Well my dear, perhaps then I shall have to be satisfied with when you and Luna come to visit me.  It is, after all, err, very enjoyable.” As he said this, he squeezed his now semi-erect cock into Hermione’s open and welcoming pussy, and started to fuck her, nice and slowly, as his penis hardened, all the while talking to her.

“You know I’d always want my cock in your pussy first, Hermione, don’t you.  Even Madame Morgana would have to wait her turn if you were showing me your tasty bottom, squeezing your ripe young breasts, milking my cock with your cunt muscles, taking my cum in your face, swallowing it down, mmmmmmmm…”   Luna was watching and listening to Dippet’s sexy talk with great enjoyment.  She knew he’d fuck anyone and everyone, but he did seem to have a special place in his heart (or cock) for Hermione.  Well, why not, Luna also held Hermione in a special place.  “Oh Professor, you are just saying that, appealing to my ego, to get your cock in my pussy. Oh wait it’s already in there !”  Hermione started to grind Dippet’s now fully engorged-again penis as hard as she could.  She loved how his shaft filled her perfectly.  She had this theory that every pussy had one cock that fitted it perfectly, even Harry’s didn’t fill her the way Dippet’s did.  Somehow, his cock seemed to excite every nerve in her vagina.  Maybe it was his magic (maybe Sellsit gave him some tips!), but whatever it was, Hermione would be back to visit Dippet many more times.

Luna interceded, her fingers busy in her own hole,   “come on Professor, I think you are getting a bit too old to cum twice in just a few minutes,  or maybe Hermione’s pussy is already losing its attraction for you.”   Dippet scowled with a smile “you be careful  or I’ll pop you on my knee and spank your naughty bottom for that Luna Lovegood. But as you can see, I’m a little pre-occupied at the moment, because Hermione’s cunt suction is keeping me well in place.”  “Cunt suction, Professor!!,” called Hermione, “how very distasteful, I’ll show you cunt suction.”   With that,  she redoubled her efforts, squeezing and grinding down on Dippet even harder, much to his intense pleasure.   “Oh Hermione, I can hardly feel you, what’s the matter, is your pussy old and tired from too much fucking already?”   At his last word, Dippet really cranked up his own activity, and started to screw Hermione’s very tight pussy with abandon.  He established a hard and regular rhythm, grabbed a handful of Hermione’s bushy hair and pulled her head back, slapping her ass cheeks in rhythm with his fucking. Hermione started to yowl.  In fact, not only did she start to yowl, she transformed into her cat form.   Luna was astonished, she’d never see Hermione react  like that before, apparently transforming without intending to.  Dippet was ecstatic, pounding his furry friend, continuing to smack her furry ass and mash her perfect furry pussy.  Hermione yowled and yowled,  her tail whipping about in a frenzy, Dippet gathered more speed and energy, and Luna started to cum on her fingers until Hermione really sounded like she had a tomcat biting her neck and fucking her cat cunt.   Dippet’s eyes started to roll up, his balls tightened, and with an impressive roar, his cock released a torrent of semen into Hermione’s bucking and grinding pussy.    Dippet kept fucking and cumming, not always an easy thing to do, until Hermione’s yowls slowly subsided, and her furry ears, tail and bottom returned to her fully human state.

Hermione collapsed forwards onto the floor, her whole body still quivering, her legs splayed, her ass covered in Dippet’s ejaculate, and a steady trickle of thick white cream escaping her engorged pussy.   Luna had abandoned her own orgasm, she was so amazed at what she’d seen Hermione do.  She was still just sitting on the floor, Hermione’s head nestled between her thighs, leaning back, breasts heaving and her mouth wide open in surprise. In that repose she looked like a sex doll ready to receive!  Dippet, for his part,   was sitting on his favourite after-sex chair, his penis lolling about on his thigh, slowly expelling the last of his magical semen.    His eyes were semi-closed, and he was in a state of total bliss.

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Daphnit started to rouse, and Sellsit was pondering what to do with the situation,  She might just have to obliviate her, although she hated to do that.    Daphnit’s eyes flicked open, greeted of course by Sellsit’s wildy straggling bush and deep purple red pussy lips, still engorged with blood.   Unexpectedly, Daphnit stayed put,  enjoying the sight of Sellsit’s sex.  Perhaps the sex magic was still flowing in her body.  Neville was also rousing and enjoying the tasty sight of Daphnit’s bottom and she was still flopped on the table, her legs spread for purchase on the floor.  His semen was all over her bottom and had coated her pussy in a thick shiny layer.  His penis started to rouse itself again with this spectacular view.  Since Daphnit didn’t move, and just made some happy sounds, Neville took the opportunity, and slipped between her legs and tasted her cum covered cunt.   Neville rarely tasted his own cum – he too was probably still influenced by Sellsit’s extraordinary magic – but the allure of Daphnit’s beautiful mound, her swollen outer lips,  the glistening inner lips, still parted and beckoning, was too much.    Nor did Neville really have a lot of experience with pussy eating, despite the endless opportunities with Luna and Hermione.   He was generally more interested in fucking and cumming. But *this* pussy had to be eaten.   “Oh God,” murmured Daphnit as his tongue went to work, “what on earth just happened?  I haven’t  fucked and been fucked like that for longer than I can remember. “  Sellsit smiled, stretching back a little to get comfortable on the table since Daphnit showed signs of wanting to explore her cunt some more.

“I think you just haven’t had the opportunity for a long time Daphnit, and when presented with this handsome young man, with his thick hard penis trying to burst out of his pants to get to you, your body just took over,” suggested Sellsit.  “Mmmmm, uurrgle, fuck that feels good,” gasped Daphnit as Neville worked his tongue.  “Do you think? Oh fuck, yes Neville, keep doing that, and shove your finger up my ass while you eat me, there’s a good lad!   Madame Sellsit, I’m not sure about that. I think there is something more to it.  You see, when I first held the Grimoire with you, I had this amazing sensation, kind of like a rush of energy poured into my body.”  Sellsit raised an eyebrow.  “That was weird enough, but I had all sorts of strange visions, they seemed like flashbacks,  only I don’t really remember any of it.”  Sellsit raised the other eyebrow “what kind of flash backs Daphnit?”  At that moment, Neville, who had rather poor tongue stamina, stood up, and very s-l-o-w-l-y slid his now semi-hard cock back into Daphnit’s ready pussy.  Neville wasn’t so used to slow fucking either, but it seemed like he was turning the experiential corner.   “That cock feels so good, I can’t believe I haven't had one in my pussy for so long.  But you know, I haven’t even wanted one.  It’s kind of like I was inhibited by something, and now I’m free.  Mmmmm, anyway, ooohhh, It was like I did all these things in the past but now I don’t remember them.  Yes Neville, keep doing that… Moreover, I was doing all sorts of very weird things, waving a stick about almost like magic”  If Sellsit had had a third eyebrow she would have raised it now.

“Daphnit, I going to tell you a little something, I think you will cope with the information, but it’s a bit shocking. However, I have a suspicion about all of this.  If I’m wrong, well I can reverse it, but you won’t know.”   “Mmmm, thaz interesting.”  Daphnit only vaguely heard this as Neville’s slow and steady rhythm was causing her insides to feel like lava again as she slowly pushed back on him, meeting his rhythm.  Sellsit took Daphnit’s head in her hands to get her attention, well a little bit of it, and  proceeded with her explanation.  “Daphnit, please don’t be shocked, but there is community of people you don’t currently know about who *can* do, what you so aptly called, ‘magic’.   You are being fucked by one of those people now, and of course I am another.   The book you gave me, is magical, and that’s why you felt what you felt, and why you are remembering things from the past.  Yes those flashbacks are surely real.”  Daphnit, with a smile of total contentment, as her pussy slurped rhythmically on Neville,  gazed back at Sellsit.  “Ha ha, that’s hilarious, if only it was true.    I’m just in a silly state for having some nice penis in me for the first time in ages, stop pulling my leg.   A little faster Neville, that’s it, keep your finger in my ass too, you lovely boy, yesssss.”

Sellsit, looked further into Daphnit’s really rather lovely eyes.  “I can prove it to you.  I see I shall have to do that – a small magical demonstration.   Although I have a wand, I don’t need it for much of my magic, but I’ll use it to make it a bit more real. “  She called her wand “Accio wand,” and it appeared in her hand.  “OK, I’m going to make the rest of my clothes disappear first. “ She flicked her wand, and instantaneously, her heavy breasts appeared in front of Daphnit.  “Oh very good trick,” said Daphnit, “like those quick change artists.”  Sellsit flicked her wand again, and the Grimoire floated over to her, opened itself, and a page stood up for Daphnit to view.  The pictures started moving (of course people indulging), and Daphnit could hear them also. “Oh my, that’s clever, strings, holograms, whatever, yesss Neville, that’s it, I want your cum in my cunt soon, a little faster….”   Sellsit, laughed to herself, it was hard to convince someone when they were very distracted!    She flicked her wand again, in a more complex pattern, and the room started to move.  It re-arranged itself, redecorated itself, replaced old tired cupboards with new,   started to make a meal, and generally kept itself busy.   That got Daphnit’s attention.  She stood up in a hurry, somehow managing to keep Neville in her, at least her pussy, and said “Oh… My… God…”   “I don't know who you are or what you have done, exactly, but I need to cum right now.” With that she flopped back forwards on the sparkling new table, reached back, and grabbed Neville, pulling him with urgency “make me cum Neville!”    Neville, ever good at following orders, did exactly that.  He ramped up his rhythm, grabbed her hair, pulling her head back,  and started slapping her ass with every stroke- it was as if he was channeling Professor Dippet in his portrait!  Daphnit was already totally primed, and she rapidly orgasmed, squealing with every reddening stroke to her bottom.  Neville,  seemingly like a porn star able to cum on cue,   rapidly started to pump his cum inside her.   After a while, he just held still, his cock still pumping, the fluid escaping the seal of Daphnit’s pussy on his cock.

Sellsit just had to wait it out, still naked, still horny, as always, but wait it out she did.   A while later, the cum still dribbling down her legs, Daphnit was standing in the kitchen, now fully present, and realizing what Sellsit had actually done, and that there was no other explanation for the transformation of her kitchen, which by now had made them all a nice cup of tea and was busy baking bread.    “I could also do this,” said Sellsit, casually flicking her wand again, and in a trice, Daphnit found herself wearing clothes again, as was Neville and Sellsit. “Or this,” and they were all naked again.  “That’s better said Daphnit,” I want to stay naked, but I’m a bit cold now.  One more flick, and the temperature jumped 3 degrees.  “Ok, ok, ok, either I am in some post-coital dream state, or what you are saying is actually true.  I’m starting to think the latter, because it makes sense with those  flashbacks, doesn’t it.”

Sellsit nodded, “I’m pretty sure that somebody has bound your magical core and then removed your memories of being a witch – yes that is what we call ourselves. “ “My magical what?” queried Daphnit.  Magical beings are each born with a magical capability within themselves, we call it the magical core.  Some cores are stronger than others.  Some are darker than others.  Magical cores are used to exploit magical techniques, spells if you will.   That book is my family book of spells, our Grimoire.  It is priceless to us.  Your sister, Dolores, stole it from us, and used it as leverage to make me do terrible things.   I am very certain that Dolores is the one who arranged to have your core bound and you obliviated.  You see Dolores was always not a very powerful magical being, and I think your core was stronger than hers.  I think she was jealous.  Jealousy is one of her prime traits.  I expect she found some dirt on someone, and arranged for them to do this terrible thing to you.   Now that the Grimoire and its sex magic, yes our family magic is sex-based, have started to erode the obliviation spell,  I’m pretty sure that soon you will remember everything, including the binding event.   If you like, I could employ more family magic to help that process along.”  Daphnit looked very interested, “and would that involve more sex with boys with penises as nice as Neville’s?”  “Ah yes,  it can involve as many boys like that as you would like.”   Neville looked a bit disappointed that he might have some competition soon.  Daphnit giggled, “but I think I can learn a lot first with just Neville and you, can’t I!  I think you two need to stay a while.”   “Yes Daphnit we can stay a while,” agreed Sellsit.

Many hours later, Daphnit was sitting with Sellsit and Neville in her living room, with a look of absolute amazement.  “What a hideous person my sister is.  Even in my obliviated state, I didn’t like her, she was just cold and only contacted me if she needed something.  I suppose it’s comforting to learn she is only my half sister.” “Yes that’s right,” said Sellsit.  Because her father was not magical, her magical is weak.  Yours is not, so the next step for you is to get your core unbound.  That is not within my skill set, but I am very confident that we can find somebody who can help with this.  I’m sorry to say though, that this process might not involve fucking!”  Daphnit burst out laughing, whilst winking at a very tired Neville, “I think I can get enough of that in other ways, eh Madame Sellsit?”  “Where is my sister now and what is she doing?” asked Daphnit further. “Well, I have only told you a little of her and her role in the Ministry and at the school.  But she has done some terrible things, using me through blackmail to achieve some of these things.  However, we have put a stop to that.  With some friends, also affected by her machinations, we enacted a plan to capture her and stop her.  This we have done, although I’m rather ashamed to say we did some pretty terrible things to her ourselves.  I’m not sure  though, but I think we were aided by some other entity that coerced us into doing this.  We still need to explore this.   The bottom line is we have her, and we have her confession, and we intend to fully destroy her life.   We haven’t decided yet if she will survive, but personally, I don't think that is something we should decide.  The risk in leaving that up to the Ministry to decide is that it is terribly corrupt.  However, Dolores is no longer useful to anybody there. I am very sure that she has no ‘friends’ left in high places.
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