AN: more incesst and mixed age play.

Oh, and Greengrass. I now know how you breed such great whores." Harry smiled at the older man.

"You are the third best Fuck in the Room."

It was delivered as Daphne power thrust into her Father's ass, her ball sack slapping against his cunt.

Cyrus cried out into the couch, but Harry just hummed as Vivian too bottomed out.

"Why are you so quiet?" she whispered in his ear.

"I am the second best ass of my coven." Harry smirked over his shoulder. "Only Tori gets more cock up her bum than I do."

Vivian swatted his ass, before she grabbed a fistfull of his hair, as she renewed her assault on her Lord's Master. "How can a Warlock be such a cock loving whore, and still hold such Power?"

Harry grunted as the dark haired witch bottomed out in his ass. "That is because you are equating being the Top as having the Power. I hold Power over You personally, and over your Lord and Coven. You personally due to your need to be fucked … no… bred like a common sow." Harry grunted under her thrusting assault, already feeling another bowl clenching orgasim building. "I hold Power over your Lord, first by protecting him from Malfoy's schemes, and then by the Power I am lending him as my Proxy in the Mot. As to your Coven, my Power comes from your Need to appease your demigoddess, and mine/ours has her attention. The minute She is finished with Him… I am just some broom jockey taking cock up my ass while my wife defiles her Father in front of me."

Harry's words cause Cyrus to come again.

Vivian releases Harry's hair, as she dismounts. "Daphne. Trade me sluts."

'Yes Aunt Vivian." the girl slapped her Father's thigh, as she pulled out. "Remember, Aunt Vivian, when going from ass to cunt, it is best to clean your cock." She showed her aunt the spell, before sliding her wand back into the thigh strap on her right leg.

"Do you keep your wand there all the time?" the older witch stroked the younger witch's leg.

"In bed, and bath, no, but they are always close. The Ironwood can take the abuse, but it runs the risk of bruising." Daphne patted her wand, as it nestled beside the darker hardwood.

Daphne slappd Harry's ass, as she squared up behind him, as she fed her quivering member into his empty canal. "Hmm. You, Milord are one sweet Fuck. Shall we race to see who fucks Tori next?"

"No. Just breed my cunt. Then you can entertain Tori. I am wanting to be fucked by Hermione. She and I need a little t.l.c."

"You trigger an incestous orgy between two covens and then decide to spend the morning whoring for the one pussy not related to the rest in any traditional way."

"Not Whoring." Harry laughed as his lover bucked into his core depths. "I need to talk with her about her schooling. While she has missed a few classes. She normally can catch up. But these last two weeks, she has been all about the coven, and has not been to the library unless she was with you or Tracy. If her devotion to the coven over rules her need to learn and study… I need to think about sending her to the Tower."

"She is more then just a fuck, huh?"

"None of you are just 'Fucks.' And I will string up anybody who says so."

"Then you might want to look up Weasley. His mouth is spewing things that caused Lonngbottom to backhand him."

A few strokes more, and Daphne grunted and hosd Harry's inner walls. "Well, no matter what anyone says, Potter…" and she patted his hairy ass, "You are one sweet fuck." She dismounted, and approached Tori just as the little spit fire screamed and thrashed through her latest climax. As Astoria regained her center, Daphne pulled the bang wa orb from Hermione's ass. "Pussy. Report to the Master… after you lodge this up my backdoor."

Hermione rolled Tori to the side and slipped out. A wave of Daphne's wand, to clean up the mess that was the little witch, and Daphne took her place. Once Tori was back on the Horn, Hermionee eased the orb into Daphne's ass.

Hermione kissed Daphne, "Let her do the work."

As the furry stalked her way to her Lord and Master, she felt sexy as he watched where he was bent over the couch arm. It thrilled her to the object of his desire, his predator and his prey. As she squared up behind him and mounted, "You requested me?"

"Yes, Pussy." Harry grunted, as she bottomed out. "I want to talk about your schoolwork. How are you faring?"

"Well, I could use more time in the library, but if I go alone… Malfoy or Ronald find me." She slowly pulled out, only to thrust hard back in. "As a muggleborn in Hogwarts… I am lacking certain perks."

Harry whimpered as she drew out, "Tonight… I will follow you under my Father's cloak. You will defend yourself, but I will make sure They know their place." He rolled his hips as she bored into his ass. "Now Bugger me!"

HPDT

After a quick and light lunch, Tracy and Astoria saw to the rough and greedy needs of Annabelle-lynn. Hermione and Daphne took Vivian in hand and drew her off to the couch, where they both grew their cocks where they doubled stuffed her cunt and worked to seed her tight womb.

But the real show was taking place on the ottoman…

Cyrus, now back in his full manly glory, had pinned Harry down. By holding the younger Lord's ankles, held him in just the right place for a grand dicking. As Cyrus knelt, at Harry's ass, his knees on either side of the Lad's hips he grinned down at the boy. With his right hand, He eased the bulbous head of his cock into the boy's cunt. While He was smiling at the one he was about to fuck, it was different from the smile he shared with Baby Girl. that one was full of love. This one was filled with a lust and power that was fueled only by the fact that the 'little cunt' was swimming in water he had no business being in. Lord Greengrass was going to enjoy putting this 'little cunt' through his paces.

As he bottomed out in the young lad's cunt, he frowned. "No barrier?"

"I need to be a male for about three hours to be 'cherry'." Harry grinned up at his fucker. "I spent the last three hours bent over the same couch as you, milord. Lunch just allowed me to clean up and reset to male. Our little charm took care of the second issue. Now while I am enjoying being impaled on your horn, I can get this by sitting at my desk on a block of oak. I am here to be fucked by the second best cock of our two covens."

Cyrus smirked, "You saying that you have the best?" He drew out to the halfway point, where he speed thrusted about twenty times into Harry's velvety vice, only to fully pull out on the twentieth. He slowly sank back to the halfway point and speed fucked the cunt, only to pull out. He did this about ten times.

"Just Fuck me!" Harry roared.

"By your rules, the Cock makes the rules." Cyrus chuckled. "Until I pass you off to another, you are my cock sucking cunt. So just lay there and beg me to fuck you like the the two knut cunt you are."

"No cunt in this room is a two knut cunt… except maybe your wife!" Harry snarled back, "And only because she is going to be so sloppy, you are going to need a barral to get her home."

"Shut your hole and take my cock, slut!" Cyrus pounded deep into Harry… for a count of twelve before pulling out.

"I would… if I could get some Cock!" Harry retorted. "You are an even bigger pussy with a dick than when you were taking it!"

That did it. Cyrus released his hold on the boy's ankles, and leaned forward to glare into his eyes. From this position, he pounded his eight inches in and out of the boy's creamy cunt in seven inch strokes. He was not just fucking the boy, but boraderline abusing the the little cunt. He rode through three of Harry's screaming climaxes. As the lad was quickly building to a forth, he let go and joined the little shit roaring out his release..

They surfaced to three witches standing over them, applauding, as they looked up.

"Very Nice." Vivian grabbed Cyrus's hair and pulled him off, and out, of Harry. "Now get cleaned up. It is after four… almost five. You have been breeding him for almost three hours!" She swatted his ass as she herded him to where his clothes were piled.

Hermione and Daphne eased Harry to his feet. "So… Slut-Daddy," Daphne waved her wand over Harry, cleaning him up. "Just How was Father?"

"Once you put some Iron in his Cock, he is a Damn Fine Fuck." Harry kissed the blond as he fondled the Pussy just below her tail. "But I Prefer my Priestess and Pussy. I notice Vi is still rocking the cock…"

"Yes." Daphne smirked. "After the First hour when the two of us hosed her for the third time, she grew it, and buggered us damn good. She is just big enough so that she is too big to take comfortably. You fill me perfectly, as does Pussy here. There is no room, I am stretched and stuffed. Vi Feels like she is going to rip me open if she thrusts too hard. A Great Fuck, just not nightly."

"Well, if we do this, you can sit on Father's horn." Harry 'switched' his clothing on, before he strode over to where Tori and her Mother were still petting one another after just being fully fucked. "I will pony for Vi." He squatted by the witches' heads. "Looks like I was correct. Mother is going home in a barrel." He stroked Astori's hair, ""Hey baby girl. Have fun, did you?" the smile as she nodded told all. "Are you going to be able to walk or will I need to carry you?"

"Up." Tori giggled.

"Babys do not get fucked tonight." Harry warned her.

"Up." The girl did not even debate it. "Nap."

A wave of Harry's wand cleaned her off, and wrapped her cloak about her.

"Dobby." Harry turned to the pop. "I need you to take my bag back to the office, and to put Astoria on the bed. We are going to do some minor shopping before dining in the Great Hall."

"Heady Whiskers is looking for yous." Dobby popped away with his Burdens.

Hermione, once again Human, prowled the book shop as Daphne raided the Candy shop. Tracy skipped to the Joke shop, and Harry entered the Clothing store. Thirty minutes later the three witches joined their Warlock out front and strolled up to the Castle.

"So, Wife." Harry stroked the bum of his smirking wife Tracy. "How was your Day?"

"Master." She laid her head on his shoulder. "I am Wife in name only. I am your Slut-slave. What you and Pussy did to me last night… I am a Slave. What you need…"

"Behind the closed doors of our Chambers, you are as you please." Harry whispered. "Outside of our Chambers, You ARE Lady Potter, Wife and Mother of the Potter House. Only I, Lord Potter, am above you. Any weakness, perceived or real, will see you removed. I will put you in a box, forget about you, and Take a new Wife. Underwood?"

"Yes Master." Then the meekness seemed to leech from the Witch, until what walked at his side was a copy of Lady Malfoy.

HPDT

Into the Great Hall, the four march. Hermione kissed Harry on the lips, before striding to Neville's side, and sat to his left at the Griff table. Harry escorted his two Ambitious Witches to their table and joined them, sitting across from Krum.

"Champion Krum." Harry nodded at the Brute, "How fares your Campaign of 'The First Task'?"

Krum grunted.

Harry nodded. "Yes, it is a bit hard to prepare for the unknown. I personally have not been doing much revising, seeing as my Headmaster has tried to screw my House over and steal all of our money. At least the DADA Professors just want to see me dead."

A dark skinned slytherin snorted, "Really?"

Harry grinned at the lad. "Year one; Professor Quaril. Tried to kill me starting from my first Quiditch game until I was forced to follow him under the third floor corridor. He died when his head turned to ash and caved in at my touch " Harry poured water into a goblet before him. "Lockhart tried to mind-wipe me, but he grabbed Weasley's Wand… you remember how nasty it was that year. The Wand exploded, whipped him clean. Even had to re-potty train him." He sipped, "Lupin was just bad timing. He forgot his potion in his rush to Help with the whole Sirius Black issue… Snape did not help any. Only because I was stealing the Hippogryph that Malfoy tried to kill did I escape that one… until the Dementors tried to kiss me one Last time." He turned to look at Moody, "Now Moody is going to be a challenge when he comes for me. But I have my Coven."

Blaise frowned, "You have these issues with the School, and you still come back?"

"My Life among the muggles is even worse." Harry shrugged.

"All Muggles?" a Pureblood firsty asked. "Are all muggles like that?"

Harry smiled at the young wizard. "No. Just mine. My Aunt hates magic. Her Husband tried to beat it out of me." He sighed, "Most Muggles are more like Aruther Weasley… They have their day-job… which they spend the hours of Eight to Six slaving away to earn their wage. Then most head to their pub for 'a pint or two with the lads', before heading home for dinner with the missus and the spawn. Only to do the same thing again the next day." Harry chuckled, "They are just like us… only no magic. So they had to find other ways of getting things done."

The rest of Dinner was quiet.

HPDT

As everybody was finishing up, Malfoy decided it was his turn.

"So Potter has had it bad." His pitched whine carried across the Hall.

Potter stood. "You would think that after three years, he would learn not to piss me off." Harry muttered to Daphne before turning his gaze to the blond pureblood wizard. "Scion Malfoy. I was wondering if you heard of the misfortune suffered by your Aunt Trixie?" At Draco's look of confusion, "House Lastrange has fallen. All Monies, Properties, and Possessions were taken When Lord Black declared them in breach of Contract and sued for restitution." the Hall gasped. "House Malfoy is in danger of being declared in breach as well. A letter was sent to Cissy Black to see if she wanted to try to correct this error. She asked for a year."

Harry stepped forward. "Think Malfoy…What Happens to House Malfoy if House Black declares them to be in breach and sues for restitution?"

"Father has that in Hand. The Wizengamot will vote in favor of House Malfoy." Draco preened.

"Yes." Harry nodded, "That is Why House Black is not using the Human Courts. We are using the Only Court that can not be bought." Harry clasped his hands behind his back. "The Court that oversaw the signing of said contracts." Harry's smile turned evil. "The Court of Goblin Law."

Dracco paled, stumbling back.

"You have been warned, Malffoy." Harry intoned. "Tracy. Lady Potter, please escort Granger to the Library. Daphne, You are with me." Harry turned to see McGonagall approach. "Headmistress." He bowed his head, "I take it the Headmaster would like a word."

"You are correct, Mister Potter."

"Headmistress. I have a Favor to ask." Harry slid the dark Ironwood wand up his sleeve. "Odds are that the old man is going to ask that you two ladies leave me alone with him. That must not happen. If left alone together, odds are I will end up trying to kill him."

"Mister Potter!"

"It is my Thoughts, and those that voice their concern for my safety, that the Headmaster will try to ensnare me is his web of lies, half truths, and misleads." Harry looped his left arm through Daphne's right. "Odds are that Snape might be waiting in the shadows. Is He there out of loyalty to Albus or just to screw me over… I do not know nor do I care. What I do care about is the act of spilling blood tonight, and it's prevention. It is my hope that your presence will stay the 'wand use' in the Headmaster's office." He turned and led the way to the gargoyle guarded gateway.

Mcgonagall gave the password, and without breaking stride, mounted the stairs. As the Office swung open, she led the young couple to the Headmaster's desk. "Potter and … Daphne to see you, Albus."

"Ah, yes, Minerva. You can go, and take Miss Greengrass with you." Albus reclined in his throne like an office chair, Playing the beloved Grandfather.

"I do Not think so." Daphne sneered as she drew her wand from her thigh strap. [Homo Reveilo] A pulse nova sprang from her wand… crashing into the walls… "Potion Master Snape, please join us in the light. We have much to … discuss."

"Miss Greengrass…" The hooked-nosed man sneered. "You did not call me Professor."

"Yes sir." The Witch kept her wand trained on the black robed wizard. "And I am Madam Potter to you. Have been for the last two weeks. You have earned the Potion Master Title, but the title of Professor does not fit you." She trained her wand to point directly between the man's eyes. "Now, are you here as My Head of House… or his thumb-puppet?"

"You chose him?" the Brew Maker asked.

"Yes. I chose him. I purged him of the potions and broke him to the coller." Daphne sneered. "I Decided that the Male, if he can be called that, as was spoken of in The Contract was not of my choosing. When the Headmaster Named Potter 'of Age', My 'sister wife' and I moved on him. Not only has Lord Potter Paid my Full Price, where Malfoy had haggled it down, but He has Paid Lady Potter's as well. The Next Morning We went and Filed for Coven Status. He then has spent the last two weeks Violating me, every way I desire." She Stepped closer. "Now, Professor, are you here as my Champion or are you here to take my Lord Husband against his will?"

HPDT

Tracy opened a Class room door, and shoved Granger inside. "Granger, whatever you did to me the other night…"

"Strip Slut." Granger followed suit. Soon both witch were dressed only in their Heels, corsets, and each other's arms.

"Suck my Cock, Slut." Granger grew a cock as she whispered the fun little charm from the book. As the Dsarker air witch fell to her knees, Granger caught her hair in her fist. "Did I say, Kneel?" Once Tracy was standing, Hermione allowed her to squat and orally worship the nine inches of pulsing purple pounding Pussy pleaser…

"See Hannah." Sue entered the room. "They are right here."

"Yes Hannah." Granger called. "Come in." Once both witches were in, she sealed the door. "Strip. You are to be nude from the Knee up. You have until Slut here brings me to orgasim. If you are still wearing anything above the knee… you will be taking a Cock up the Arse."

Sue shared a panicked look with her bunkmate, before she began to strip. Hannah was quick to follow.

They both were stepping out of their knickers as Hermione clutched the back of Tracy's head and grunted. "Good, you whores are smart enough to obey simple commands. Hannah, I understand that you are slated to be the Lady Wife of Lord Longbottom." The Honey Blond nodded. "Then you need to master your Oral skills. 'Slobbing his knob' will ease his penetrations. Hannah, you will mimic what Tracy was doing when you entered. She will walk you through the paces. Susan… I am going to fuck those tits." Hermione snapped her fingers at Tracy, and she grew her heavy ten inch phallus. "Now the idea is to get us to orgasim, but seeing as I just had one as cock wielder, my next one is going to be delayed. The Whore that fails to get her cock to cum first, Takes first Cock."

"So." Susan mauled her own tits as she stepped in front of Hermione, "You are saying that I am Taking a cock up my arse, no matter what?"

"Trust me, Susan." Hermione kissed her deeply on her mouth, "A cock up your arse, by a caring and sharing lover is second only to him bending you over the desk and bottoming out in your cunt." She shifted her hands to paw the mammary pods of the Redhead. After lifting and folding them a few times, She thrust her Phallus between them, her bloated bulbous crown poking out for Sue to lick at the apex of each thrust. "With Tits like these, you're getting fucked. The only Question is, will it be up the Arse or deep in the Cunt." Hermione Hummed, "Judging by how you tremble as I stroke into your utters, you are going to love it up your arse." Three times she had to stop and spit into the redhead's cleavage to lube her thrusting cock.

Tracy did not kiss Hannah, just cupped the witch's base of her skull. "Not Knowing the size of the brute you will be choking down, We will begin with the Basics. Take the shaft in hand. Now, while you stroke it… up and down… gently like petting your kneazle…" She guided the honey blond to a squatting position, "Now lick the crown. Like a Lolli… yes, that is a good whore." After a few minutes, "Now take the head into your mouth. Yes, like that. Now, remember, you are going to be taking the full length into your mouth, and down your throat. Not only are you lubing up the Shaft before I insert it elsewhere, but you are trying to get me off, so that when I do put my cock elsewhere, I last longer, giving you a better chance of chaining your own orgasims into a set of multiple orgasims." Tracy sniffled. "Under Hermione's hand, I once came for over five minutes straight. The only thing better is coming on my Lord's Cock as he breeds me like the common cow." Tracy pulled her now slick shaft from the Hufflepuff's mouth. "Now you do the work… I can just fuck your pretty mouth, but if I wanted to fuck a pretty mouth, I would have grabbed Malfoy."

HPDT

TBC