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What if Ginny is the only girl at Hogwarts?	By : Kujira Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 4145 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ch.4 - Fun with the giant squid part 1
On a Saturday morning, the 5 boys and Ginny went to the lake for a picnic. The sun hung high and golden over the Black Lake, casting shimmering reflections across the water as the group settled on a large checkered blanket by the shore. The gentle lapping of the waves mixed with their laughter—Dean had just recounted a particularly embarrassing Quidditch story involving Ron, and Ginny was clutching her sides, breathless with giggles.
“I can’t believe you crashed into the announcer’s podium—twice!” she gasped, wiping tears from her eyes.
Ron groaned, throwing a crust of bread at Dean, who dodged it with a smirk. “Oi, it was windy!”
Harry leaned back on his elbows, watching Ginny’s laughter with a warmth in his chest. The past few days had been… *different*. Ever since the whispers in the Great Hall, ever since their midnight pact, there had been an unspoken tension—a delicious delirium that hung between them all. Ginny was bolder now, too, though still bashful when caught staring.
Seamus stretched and yawned. “Warm day, innit? Surprised you’re not already in the water, Ginny.”
Ginny wrinkled her nose playfully. “And let you gits stare at me in a swimsuit? No thanks.”
“We don’t need a swimsuit to stare,” Dean quipped without thinking, immediately earning a sharp kick from Neville.
Ginny’s cheeks flushed, but instead of a retort, she merely arched a brow. “Is that so?”
The boys exchanged glances—was she *teasing* them now?
Before they could answer, however, something shifted beneath the water.
A shudder ran through the lake’s surface—small at first, then violent. Ginny barely had time to yelp before thick, slimy tentacles shot out of the depths, coiling around her wrists and ankles in an iron grip.
“GINNY!” Harry leapt to his feet, wand drawn, but he was too slow—the Giant Squid yanked her high into the air, arms and legs spread wide like a starfish, leaving her squirming and gasping in shock.
“WHAT THE HELL—” Ron fumbled for his wand, but Neville grabbed his wrist.
“STOP! If we stun it, it might crush her!”
Seamus looked torn between horror and fascination. “Bloody hell… why’s it got her—?”
Their question was answered a second later.
With deliberate slowness—as if savoring every inch—the Giant Squid’s tentacles slithered beneath Ginny’s shirt, teasing the fabric up her torso.
The boys froze, wands half-raised—useless, transfixed.
With a wet rip, Ginny’s top tore away, flung right into Dean’s stunned face.
Next came her skirt—peeled off with torturous precision, the Squid’s suckers dragging along her thighs, catching on the waistband of her knickers before—
SNAP.
They were gone, tossed at Ron, who caught them reflexively like a man in a trance.
And just like that—Ginny Weasley was completely naked, suspended mid-air for the 5 boys to see.
Huge, perky breasts swayed gently as the squid adjusted its grip, their soft curves flushed pink from the sun, nipples stiffening in the cool lake breeze. Below, the smooth plane of her stomach led to slim hips and the irresistible flare of her hips—
And then, there.
Clean shaven, glistening with a hint of dampness, framing the delicate, perfect folds of her pussy.
The boys’ mouths went dry.
“Holy. Fuck,” Dean whispered hoarsely.
Ron, for once in his life, had no words—just a strangled sound at the back of his throat.
Harry’s grip on his wand slackened.
Seamus? Seamus was grinning.
Neville looked like he might pass out.
Ginny’s breath came in frantic little gasps as the Giant Squid held her suspended, its slick tentacles coiled tight around her wrists and ankles. Her heart hammered against her ribs—part fear, part humiliation, part something else that squirmed low in her belly when she saw the way the boys were staring. Their wands were slack in their hands now, their mouths half-open, their trousers visibly straining.
She was completely naked, helpless, and they were enjoying it.
The thought sent a jolt through her.
A fresh wave of embarrassment burned her cheeks as the Squid suddenly shook her—playfully, like a dog with a toy—and her heavy breasts jolted wildly. They bounced in wide, hypnotizing arcs, the tight pink nipples pebbled from the cool air and the rush of adrenaline.
"Ginny—" Harry rasped, but his voice was rough, strangled—lacking any real urgency.
Ron’s face was a shade of red she’d never seen before, his hands flexing uselessly at his sides.
Dean licked his lips.
Seamus? Smirking.
Neville looked like he was about to combust.
Ginny opened her mouth to scream for help, but before she could speak, the Squid struck.
A thick, glistening tentacle—flexible but unyielding—slammed between her lips, thrusting deep into her mouth without warning. Ginny’s eyes flew wide, her muffled scream trapped inside as the appendage pumped in and out, forcing her jaws wider than she thought possible.
"MMMMPH—! MMMN!"
Her gag reflex kicked in immediately, but the tentacle didn’t care—it just pistoned deeper, stretching her throat, wet squelches echoing obscenely across the lake. Saliva pooled at the corners of her mouth as tears pricked her eyes, but to her horror…
It felt good.
The slow, rhythmic fucking, the way her body was betraying her, the way she couldn’t stop the helpless little moans slipping past the intrusion—
And the boys? Mesmerized.
Harry’s knuckles whitened around his wand.
Ron bit his own fist.
Dean actually groaned, his cock twitching visibly.
Seamus didn’t even try to hide his grin. "Fuck… look at her taking it…"
Ginny whimpered—half in shame, half in pleasure.
The Squid twisted the tentacle inside her mouth, coating her tongue in some strange, slick fluid she couldn’t place—sweet, salty, slightly tingling—and before she knew it, her lips were closing around it. Sucking.
She was sucking a Giant Squid’s tentacle in front of her brother and friends.
The realization should’ve horrified her. Instead, her thighs pressed together—unsatisfied, aching—as the boys’ stares burned into every inch of her bare skin.
Ron let out a choked noise. "Ginny, are—are you enjoying it?!"
She couldn’t answer, couldn’t deny it—could only glare at him with teary eyes as she moaned around the thick intrusion.
Harry exhaled sharply. "Oh Merlin…"
A second tentacle—just as thick, just as relentless—slithered between her legs from behind, rubbing teasingly against her dripping skin.
Ginny screamed around the tentacle in her mouth.
And the boys?
They weren’t trying to help anymore.
They were just watching.
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What if Ginny is the only girl at Hogwarts?