Legacy of Lust | By : Ninny Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 30383 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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"I think we should keep him here until the end of term at least, don't you agree?" Professor Sprout asked Nymphadora in her office, they were in a meeting with the other 8 girls that were chosen for 'greenhouse duty' the past two days.
A cacophony of affirmative answers answered back. Truly, the girls spent the best two days of her lives watching and teasing the bound sissy slut. Even if they never got to find out his real identity, they'll always have fond memories of him.
Nymphadora, however, remained silent, a knowing smile on her face.
"No." She immediately silenced the room.
"Wha..?"
"You heard me. He's not staying until the end of term, in fact, he'll be going home with me on December" She told them with a smug grin.
"But... But..." she could see they were starting to grow outraged, but she pressed on, not letting them talk.
"I'm sorry girls, but he's mine. Not yours, not ours. MINE." she snarled, her hair turning deep red. "I brought him here for MY pleasure" she then stood up, walking to the middle of the room and pinching the nipples of the whore which was currently hanging from the floor, arms and legs bounded behind him, blindfolded and gagged, a massive dildo charmed to constantly fuck his ass. There was already a pool of precum directly beneath him, as she fondled his breasts she continued. "Now, I might have been... coerced into lending him to you all for a while, but make no mistake" she suddenly gave both his nipples a hard tug, making him squirm uselessly in the air "this slut belongs to ME."
They all looked at Nymphadora's face with no little amount of trepidation. Her eyes were now glowing red, just like her hair. A cruel smile spread on her face.
Silence permeated for a few minutes, finally, seeing as her point was made, she allowed her factions to return back to the cheerful girl she was known as.
"That does mean, however, that you'll have to make the best out of your remaining time together..." she suggested. "And let me tell you... you haven seen yet a fraction of what he can do…"
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Harry's first and only time at Hogwarts became something of a legend among certain groups of witches. Those who managed to spend time with him would forever remember him fondly, knowing that underneath the sex-addicted cumslut laid a caring and loving boy. Those who only heard the rumors, however, were treated to wild fantasies involving all kinds of taboos.
By the time those witches graduated, the rumors had spun out of control, sometimes pairing the young slut with all manners of different creatures (dragons and basilisks included), some said he worked exclusively as a toilet for a select group of people, in which several professors were included. Other stories had him bound in the middle of the Hufflepuff common room, available for all to use in whichever way they wanted.
Only one thing was for certain. Harry's fame grew to unreachable levels, even if no one but Sprout knew who he really was. A very famous series of books were made inspired by him (it became a huge success, especially amongst unsatisfied housewives), sexual toys were made in his honor. Sprout's Sprout (the totally original name which was given to the modified Devil's Snare) was able to be introduced in nature, eventually driving the Devil's Snare to extinction. An enterprising group of young witches later made a business out of arranging 'sessions' between people and the plant, It generated copious amounts of galleons once the clients realized the added benefit of having their breasts increased (and, if by some reason the sudden appearance of a slew of dairy products hit the market soon after, no one batted an eye).
Harry did in those few months at Hogwarts what no one thought possible. He invariably changed the landscape of the British wizarding society. And he did it by doing what he did best.
Being a good boy.
Still, those changes would take years to come to pass... They are a story for another time.
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Harry walked towards the larges unicorn of the Hogwarts' herd, he knew it was their matriarch. He had been instructed by Amelie to contact the other matriarchs he came across and to update them on her herd's status.
"Hello" he said shyly
"Good afternoon Harry Potter" she greeted him "I am Adelia" she bowed low "Welcome to our home"
"Thank you" he replied politely, returning her bow.
"So, how may I help you?"
"I was asked by Amelie to update your with the state of the Scottish Herd. I hope I didn't interrupt any important activity" he tried to sound as humble as possible "I am willing to wait as long as necessary."
"Yes, you're quite right, I'm glad you took the time to visit us, but you won't have to wait long" she laughed lightly "We've been keeping track of you since the last few days, it's obvious you have a special connection with unicorns, I can smell Amelie on you... I'm sure you'll fit in perfectly around here" she teased.
She then lowered herself to the ground, patting the grass beside her "come closer, Harry Potter" she commanded him.
"Is there anything I could do to make your stay more enjoyable?" she asked, in a voice dripping with sexual desire.
He shivered at her teasing and she chuckled. "Come, let's see your professor... Sprout, wasn't she? I have something in mind I could use her help with."
Harry followed her down to the greenhouse, his breathing growing heavier by the second. Nymphadora was already there, she led him through the door and closed it behind him. They soon found Sprout watering some of the plants.
"Oh, hello, Nymphadora! How nice to see you again!" she exclaimed cheerfully, looking up from the pot she was tending to.
"Hi Professor Sprout!" Nymphadora chirped, Harry blushed. "Harry and his new friend wanted to ask for your help"
"Indeed" the unicorn bowed her head, "I seem to be in need of your assistance... You see, I wanted to try something out with Harry" the next bit of conversation happened only between Adelia and Sprout, filling both Harry and Nymphadora with curiosity.
Sprout looked at the sissy with more desire than she had felt so far. "Yes, I believe I can help with that."
"Harry, dear, please come over" the sissy obeyed diligently. Sprout then conjured two pieces of rope, both ending on a 'cuff' of sorts. She attached only one 'cuff' to Harry's right wrist and ankle. "Now, then, stay still, I'm going to cast some magic at you" she told him softly, Harry only nodded and allowed for his Aunt-figure to continue her work.
Sprout levitated Harry, manipulating his body so he was laid prone. She slowly moved him into position, right underneath the body of Adelia's belly. With her wand she made it so the other end of both ropes currently attached to him went up and over Adelia's back, quickly attaching the other cuffs to their respective limbs, then she gave the ropes a tug, making sure they were taut.
Harry was bound, then, to the massive unicorn, his arms and legs spread to the sides of Adelia's body by two lengths of rope, keeping him firmly in place.
Just as he was firmly secured, he started feeling the massive equine cock getting erect. Thanks to the way he was bound, his asshole was positioned right in front of the unicorn-matriarch's rapidly expanding cock.
"Now, whore, Adelia here just told me she wanted to take a stroll through the woods... It'll be a bumpy ride so be ready!"
She wasn't even finished explaining when Adelia's cock started penetrating his anus. Adelia left the greenhouse, then, walking at an comfortable pace as she approached the Forbidden Forest. Each step she took, however, resonated deep within Harry's bowels. He was already being penetrated by a 20" long horsecock, and whilst Adelia couldn't exactly pound into him, just the mere action of walking felt as if someone filled Harry with vibrators and let them on at medium strength
Harry was unable to move, couldn't help but moan as they finally reached the Forest. "Now, Harry, there are no roads in the Forest, there will be plenty of rocks and fallen tress, however, no doubt they'll make this little trek more... pleasurable.." she purred.
While the length of ground between the greenhouse and the forest was covered at an easy pace, once inside the Forest, Adelia decided to let loose, trotting here and there, jumping over obstacles and even racing against other mares of her herd. All the while her cock kept burrowing deeper into Harry's bottom.
After a while, they stopped for a moment, allowing her Adelia to catch her breath. Harry was a mess at this point, cum even flowing out of his mouth.
"What do you think of my little stunt?" she asked him, smiling, not really expecting an answer knowing just how spent Harry must have been. She had climaxed no less than 3 times, after all.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what to say..." he thought, unable to say anything since his whole digestive tract was currently filled with hot spunk.
"Hmm, well, I guess that means you enjoyed yourself? Don't worry, there'll be plenty more to cum soon" she teased with an expertly delivered pun (in her opinion), resuming her running about all over the place for another three hours.
Finally, close to midnight, an extremely disheveled unicorn walked back into the greenhouse. Still attached beneath her, the little sissy cum leaking from his mouth and anus. His stomach distended, extremely bloated, not unlike that of a pregnant woman on her third trimester.
"That's quite enough for tonight, don't you agree?" she asked him with a smirk, enjoying every second of his pain.
"Yes... yes I do" he grunted, his face red.
She sighed with satisfaction, before she turned to Nymphadora "You shouldn't leave your sissy unattended around here anymore, who knows what devious creatures could take an... interest in him…"
"Yes, ma'am" Nymphadora replied.
"I'll let you two be," she said, winking at Harry, then she walked out of the greenhouse.
"Well, now that we are alone again..." Sprout began, "let's get you cleaned up and ready for bed. Come along, Harry." She then grabbed a nearby bucket.
She placed it on the ground, levitating Harry directly above it.
"Now, Harry, you'll just have to hold your breath for a moment, okay? The spell isn't supposed to be painful... There might be some... complications, what with the amount of cum inside of you…"
A flick of her wand and a flushing charm was cast upon Harry. An audible rumble could be heard as all the cum inside of him started making its way towards his already loosened asshole. It wasn't long before a steady stream of hot, thick jizz began leaking out of him like water out of a faucet. Soon it was evident that one bucket wasn't enough, Nym rapidly conjured a couple more, switching them whenever one filled up.
At the end of the ordeal, there was a good 10 buckets of warm horse-cock juice (not counting the amount of baby batter that spilled to the floor, of course.)
Nymphadora took some time to wash her hands, clean up the mess, and put everything back in its proper place.
Once she was done, she looked at her sissy-boy.
"So, how do you feel?"
"Tired..." he moaned.
"Well, that's understandable, considering all that cum you've been swallowing, not to mention, that enormous cock" she smirked, "I bet you're hungry too, aren't you?"
"Yes... I am..." he admitted.
She got him to stand up, and she sat him on a stool, placing a tray full of food next to him. His stomach rumbled as he saw several plates of tasty-looking food with a suspicious white sauce glazing all of them. She made sure to feed him a little of each dish, allowing him to taste them all.
"Good boy..." She said as he gulped down the glazed food.
She also produced a pitcher of 'lemonade', which he drank greedily.
"How's that? It was a rush order but all the girls contributed a bit... All that sweet nectar will do wonders for your... condition" she winked, "So tell me, how do you like being a sissy-slave?"
"It's... exciting..." he answered, "But... sometimes I wish I could wear some clothes... Not that I don't like being naked! It's just..."
She considered it a bit, he was such an obedient slut, it honestly surprised her that THAT was the first thing he asked of her "Well, I suppose I could ask some of the girls to give you some of their underwear... I think I can convince Mum to let you wear clothes again in the house..." She imagined the little sissy wearing a cute set of panties, high heels and a skimpy micro-skirt while he pleasured his mistresses, had she a cock right then, she would've gained a diamond-hard erection. Yes, that was an amazing idea "I'll give it a try!" she exclaimed happily.
She then proceeded to feed Harry more of the glazed food, letting him eat as much as he desired. After she was done feeding him, she gave him a few slices of cake, allowing him to finish his dinner.
"Sis..." Harry said after washing down the last of the cake.
"Yes, Harry?"
"Do you... Do you think I can visit Hogwarts in the future?" he asked nervously.
"Not as Harry, no," she said with determination. Before his face turned completely dejected, however, she continued "Harry Potter won't be able to do it... but what if you stop being Harry Potter?"
She explained a bit more as she could see the confusion of his face "Harry Potter is lauded as a hero to the British Wizarding World... He's expected to be this greater-than-thou figure, someone that has been in several life-or-death situations, the next incarnation of Merlin, apprenticed to Dumbledore and trained by several high-profile wizards and witches... Harry Potter is bound by expectations, whatever he does is going to be subjected to a heavy scrutiny..."
She sighed, depressed about the life Harry's life could take "He's also prone to be the focus of hatred by the remaining Dark Lord's supporters and their families... As much as Hogwarts is reputed to be one of the safest places in the United Kingdom, I don't have any doubt in my mind that he'll be put in danger during his stay here...
I think Its better for all, especially for him, if Harry Potter just... disappears."
Harry considered it, he certainly wasn't what people expected him to be. He would much rather remain at his family's side than exposing himself to unneeded danger 9 months of the year...
"And besides" Nym's voice brought him from his thoughts "You are our cute little slave... neither me nor Mum would be willing to part ways with you for long periods of time..." She added sultrily "You'll see, everything will work out in the end..." She kissed him on the forehead and left, leaving her sissy-slut to contemplate her words.
He slept little that night, he certainly had a lot to think about.
In the morning, he woke up to find his sister feeding him breakfast.
"Morning, Harry" she greeted him cheerfully, "Did you sleep well?"
"Not really... I was thinking-"
"Too bad, little brother, but it will have to wait until we reach home. I already packed most of my things, all that's left is you." She licked her lips, clearly looking forward to 'packing' her little sissy for the trip home.
She produced the same trunk he arrived in and opened it. It was exactly the same as before, except it now had a tin layer of soil.
"Now, hop on, no blindfold nor gag today for you, slut. I have a much better surprise ready..."
Harry dutifully laid inside the trunk as she instructed, he was on his side, his arms supporting his legs so they remained pressed against his chest.
"Nice, now for the surprise" she said and presented him a small pot with a suspiciously familiar plant in it. "Sprout eagerly lent me one of her experiment's sprouts... It's still young so we think It'll only 'feed' for a day at the most" she plucked the plant from the pot and inserted the bulbous stem directly into his asshole.
Immediately the plant started to twitch and grow, soon its vines ensnared his body, bounding him in place. Another, bulbous appendage wormed its way inside his expecting mouth, effectively gagging him whilst feeding him a constant supply of its aphrodisiac.
Nymphadora watched with rapt attention. Not being present the first time Sprout used her little sissy, she was amazed by the behavior of the modified plant.
Soon muffled moans began to emanate from Harry. Nym gave him a kiss on the (still uncovered) forehead and closed the lid of the trunk, applying a good number of charms to keep it silent and closed.
Nym spent the way back home talking with several of the 'new friends' she made that year. Things even got a little heated, devolving in a session of heavy petting and lewd caressing. She never used her metamorph talents to fuck them, however. That was a privilege only reserved for her special boy and extended family.
As she was wont to do, she tripped and fell down once she got out of the train. Due to the commonality of the situation, she deftly stood up, patted down her clothes and ran towards her amused mother. A quick hug and apparition later and they were at the living room of their house.
Nym was surprised to see the Bones eagerly waiting for them, though. In the months she spent at Hogwarts with Harry, Andromeda and the Bones became... intimately acquainted. A tentative plan was even made that would see the Tonks move into the Bones' home (mansion in all but name), they only needed the agreement of the remaining two members of what was shaping to be quite an interesting coven.
"Dora!" The little Bones threw herself at her 'sister's' arms, squeezing her with all her (miniscule) strength, getting chuckles from the more mature witches.
"Hey there little firecracker, miss me much?" Nym asked, reciprocating the hug.
Susan nodded into her bosom "You and Harry... It was hard not seeing you both, being with our mothers helped out but..."
"It's not the same, I know..." Inwardly Nymphadora was thinking on how harder would it be for her 'sister' once September came, she would be without Harry or her on the castle, at least until end-of-year holidays.
Unknown to her, Susan was thinking the same thing. Those few months without Harry or Nym were akin to a torture for the pubescent witch. Having just experienced an 'awakening' of sorts in regards to her sexuality, she honestly doubted she could spend as much time as she was supposed to in the cold Scottish castle without, well... getting down and funky with her loved ones...
Suddenly, joining Hogwarts started to feel like a bad, bad decision.
The pair of experienced witches had already made plans, however, but decided not to speak of them until a day before Harry's birthday.
"Well then, shall we have dinner? I'm sure Nym will be eager to tell us ALL the details of her last term at Hogwarts..." Amelia instructed and herded the group towards the dining hall. Without a care she took the trunk she knew contained the little sissy, positioning it at the middle of the table whilst the helpful house-elves magicked enough silverware and foodstuffs for five people.
Dinner began then, all of them outwardly ignoring the still-closed trunk, throwing it discrete glances every now and then.
Tonks related all that happened once she arrived at Hogwarts, they were amused when they heard the part about her head of house discovering the stowaway, getting excited and horny when she vividly described Harry's 'punishment', she garnered surprised looks when she explained the way Harry grew a pair of milkable breasts. She also recounted the meeting between Harry and the Forbidden Forest's unicorn herd, the many (MANY) meetings the (not-really-named) Harry-Fanclub held and much, much more.
By the end of her story Susan had already started to openly finger herself (she was discretely fondling herself whilst trying to eat), not surprisingly Amelia and Andromeda were in a similar state, only both enjoying each other's bodies instead. Amazingly, Tonks was the only one that remained composed.
Thusly it was only Tonks that could finish her meal in (relative) peace, once finished she reached towards the trunk on the table and removed the multitude of charms she casted upon it.
Immediately the other three witches could hear muffled moans emanating from it. Not waiting any longer, Nym charmed the walls and lid of the trunk invisible, giving everyone at the table first-class spots to the succulent show in front of them.
The vines inside Harry's mouth and ass were constantly twitching and hammering in and out at, seemingly, random speeds. For a while they slowed down, almost to a crawl, only to suddenly start pounding with the vigor of a herd of horny centaurs, only to repeat that random cycle over and over.
They noticed that, indeed, his breasts were actually quite big (compared to a girl even a couple of years older than him), his nipples forced open (Susan was almost sure she could fit one of her fingers inside them!), they watched with rapt attention as a couple of vines began inserting themselves into his nipples, prompting them to secrete more and more of his delicious milk.
Due to the angle, only Amelia and Andromeda could see the tendril gently pistoning his urethra, surprising them both that the plant somehow gained enough sentience to know when to be 'gentle' in its ministrations.
Honestly the only thing that was left for the plant to desecrate were Harry's ears. Concerns about mind-controlling would be raised, however, if the plant displayed that kind of ability (for all their kinks, having a tentacle literally mind-fuck someone was going a step too far, at least until they were sure it was 'safe' for Harry...).
At this point, Harry was twitching and jerking constantly; his body was literally begging for release. The vines, having free reign over his body by Nym, didn't waste any time in answering that call, increasing the pace of their thrusts.
Indeed, Harry was soon rewarded with a strong orgasm, the vines withdrew as fast as they entered him, causing his body to spasm wildly.
The plants exploded inside of him, his stomach visibly expanding, the vines inside his urethra and nipples bulging as they greedily absorbed both milk and cum directly from the source.
Knowing that they could do nothing whilst the plant was still feeding, Nymphadora levitated the trunk towards the master bedroom, where the expanded bed was all set for the four witches to sleep in. Overall it was a pleasurable night for all parties, one inside a trunk, being ravaged constantly by plants, four outside of it, pleasuring and (in Nymphadora's case) fucking the living daylights out of each other.
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