All the smut you could want

by uzumakixxx

Just smut yaoi/non-yaoi/futa .

51. ch51

It was an average winter day in London as Albus and James Potter lounged around their family home enjoying the warmth of the fire. With their sister Lily still at Hogwarts and both of them graduated there was little else they could do until they found a job within the larger wizarding world. Their father Harry was pushing for both of them to join the Ministry of Magic as Aurors like him but neither son found that path particularly interesting. In fact, though their parents had no idea yet, James and Albus already had plans of their own. Although their designs were considerably more focused on their parents than themselves. In fact they were almost entirely focused on Ginny and Harry to such a degree neither boy had given much thought at all to what they planned on doing once their goals came to fruition. The simple yet exhilarating chase was all they'd been able to focus on for a year. Now that they were able to properly put their desires into action it was only a matter of timing and availability stopping them. Luckily for the staunchly heterosexual James and his designs on their mother Ginny was almost always home and seducing her with his younger brother's help would be easy. For the bisexual and always curious Albus the transformation and seduction of his father would be far trickier. Thankfully Harry was supposed to be retiring soon which, if everything went according to plan, meant they could turn their mum into a proper slut just in time for him to return home and get the same treatment.

"Did you hear Mum and Dad fighting last night?" James asked of his brother after Ginny disappeared upstairs to finish the laundry.

"Yeah but I couldn't make out what they were saying." Albus answered after casting a slightly worried look at the doorway their mother had vanished through.

"Don't worry, she won't hear us."

"That's what you said when we were talking about this last time."

"And she didn't hear us did she?" Albus shrugged and James chuckled, "Anyways, I definitely heard what they were talking about. Apparently Dad was having trouble performing. Said he was too tired."

"He's been saying that a lot hasn't he?"

"He has. The potion we've been slipping him are working better than we could have dreamed."

"I told you we only needed to add half as much as the book said."

"Well it worked regardless. I think it's time to put our plans into action."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure. Mum's gotta be aching for it by now. It's been weeks since they did anything!"

"True. And it didn't sound particularly satisfying for her at the time."

"No it didn't. So what do you say? Are you ready to get this going?"

"Yeah . . . yeah let's do it!" Albus said, visibly perking up as he considered it.

"Great. The special potion we made for Mum is already ready."

"Of course it is." Albus shook his head and smiled, "I don't think we should use it though."

"Why not? It took us ages to buy all the ingredients!"

"I know but I want to see if we can do without any magic. If we can't then we can always go back to potions and charms."

James nodded and considered his brother's words, "That might be fun. And it would certainly be a challenge."

"Exactly! Plus we'll have to use magic on Dad no matter what. It only makes sense we'd go for Mum naturally."

"All right . . . all right you've convinced me. We'll seduce her your way."

"Fantastic. I'm sure you already have something in mind?"

"Of course. Just follow my lead when she goes back into the kitchen."

"Sure thing."

The boys did their best to act casual and return to what they were doing but the thrill of finally starting their plans ruined the attempt somewhat. Their mother was too distracted to notice them watching her as she traipsed through the living room and back into the kitchen. Still wearing the Muggle clothes she'd put on for a trip earlier in the day she looked every bit the mature, seductive woman Albus and James had adored since they were boys. The jeans she wore did a fantastic job of hugging her wide, child bearing hips and drawing the eye down her plump bubble butt and over a pair of shapely legs. Her natural petite build was shown only in the uncommonly narrow waist for a woman her age and her relatively slender arms while her breasts and face bore all the signs of a mature woman with three children. In the best way possible. With a mane of fiery orange hair blocking much of her face from view as she worked at the sink neither of her sons could see the freckle covered, soft but undeniable sexy features that made up her motherly countenance. Of course they knew her startling green eyes, small nose, and full bodied lips well enough to picture them effortlessly in their minds. After all, Ginny's looks were second only to her personality among the reasons why they'd decided to make her their lover. Along with an understated but steadily growing love of the incestuous fantasies that'd created the urge in the first place.

Once they were finished ogling the body that would soon become theirs and Ginny was thoroughly immersed in sorting out the dishes the boys stood up and strolled into the kitchen. James took the lead and approached their mother with the same cocky strut he always had. Moving behind her and reaching for something in the cabinet above he none too subtly pushed his hardening cock against her pert ass cheeks. He made sure to act as casually as possible about it, as if it wasn't even something he realized was happening. From the way his mother jumped then suddenly tensed up it was easy enough to assume she felt the throbbing member against her body. Of course she couldn't acknowledge it in any way nor did she need to. After all there was no way her son meant to do anything like that. It was just something accidental not unlike when both he and Albus were younger and they used to proudly show her their erections in a burst of innocent glee. She was finding it difficult not to think about Harry's dick and how badly she wanted it inside of her though. Despite her mind actively not trying to go to that place the thoughts just leapt unbidden into her perpetually horny mind.

"Hello sweetheart!" She said, leaning to the side to smile at her son, "Did you want me to make you something?"

"No I'm good, thanks Mum!" James finished rooting around in the cabinet and kissed her on the cheek, "When will dinner be ready?"

"In a few hours."

"Perfect."

He walked away and nodded to his brother. Both of them could see the effect that bit of uncharacteristically sexual contact had on her. The ever so slight tremble in her knees and the flush creeping over her skin. Incredibly turned on but nowhere near as brave Albus went for something a little less overt. Once more approaching Ginny from behind he rested his hands on her hips, his fingers dipping ever so slightly beneath the waist of her jeans. Not nearly enough to draw attention to it but absolutely enough to let her feel the unfamiliar touch of a man on her skin. He gently guided her to the side so he could kneel down and search through the cabinets below her. But Albus made sure not to move his mother very far so their bodies remained touching even as he pretended to search for something. His face was perfectly calm and relaxed as he looked up at her when she addressed him in an unmistakably shaky voice.

"Are you looking for something in particular dear?"

"Nah just searching. I'm feeling a bit peckish."

"All right. Well dinner should be done in a few hours if you can wait."

"I heard you telling James, thanks Mum!" He rose to his feet and kissed her on the other cheek, his hand returning to her waist as he did so and his fingers once more slipping beneath her jeans. He pulled away before she could react and walked out of the room to join his brother, "That was great."

"Yeah. Let's let her stew for a bit. At dinner we'll get her again. I wanna make sure she's thinking about sex when she goes to bed tonight."

"That shouldn't be too hard to manage."

Sometime later while she was setting the table her sons returned under the guise of helping her. Despite there only being three of them and the process already being started she welcomed the company. Albus started their little plan off by reaching around her to grab silverware and pushing his very clearly erect cock against her buttocks. Only for a second of course but unquestionably long enough for her to notice. Ginny flushed crimson and ignored the feeling like any mother would. Until James did much the same and even went as far as sliding his dick between her buttocks for a split second. Before she could turn around and comment on his actions he was already several steps away. Which in her frazzled mind could only mean she was imagining what just happened. Of course she was, why on earth would her sons be doing such things? They were good, caring young men just helping her out and it was her own selfish libido that was making mountains out of mole hills. When they came back to grab the plates Jame's hand brushed against one of her breasts, his palm brushing the side of her tit almost like a caress. Sooner than she could react Albus had done the same and the feeling of both of their fingers upon her chest remained in her head. But from the way neither one seemed to notice or act any different she had to assume it was an unintentional accident. The feeling of butterflies in her stomach and goosebumps on her skin betrayed it as more than a trick of her mind at least.

Dinner itself was unremarkable but entirely pleasant, the kind of thing she enjoyed to no end now that her sons were home. Everyone retired for the evening soon after with Ginny going to her room inexplicably warm around the collar and more flustered than she'd been in quite some time. Her head was filled with sexual thoughts and urges no doubt as a result of her unsatisfying last experience with Harry. Only her sons knew the real reason and they listened to her toss and turn for quite some time before actually going to bed with wide smiles upon their faces.

Over the next few days James and Albus took every conceivable chance they could to tease and play with their mother. They wanted to leave her so pent up and needy that she'd consider doing what nature and society had decreed as wrong. That meant more accidental groping of not only her breasts but also her firm ass. Knowing just how long to go at it without playing their hand both of them touched her tits and buttocks more than their father ever had. Always under the guise of doing something else. Whether she meant to or not every so often her body would push back against those soft gestures. She never failed to catch herself a split second later but the 'damage' was done regardless. And the next time she'd hold herself against them just a hair longer before retreating. And when that couldn't be accomplished they made sure rub their constantly erect members against her. Most of the time as they passed by in a narrow space or reached around her to collect something from a cupboard or shelf. Since they were just as turned on as she was there was never any shortage of thick, pulsing cock to push against her ass, thighs, and on a few wonderful occasions her groin. Much like their groping hands Ginny would sometimes find herself pushing against their members instead of pushing away. Each time she told herself it was just because she didn't want them to think she was shying away from intimacy. After all there was no way they meant to push their manhoods against her like they were doing.

As time went on she grew more visibly hot and bothered by their efforts Albus and James decided to go a step further. Suddenly they were finding every excuse to give her a kiss. Something Ginny quite enjoyed both for regular, non sexual reasons and also for the unspoken, lustful motivations she'd been developing slowly but surely. It started with kisses on the cheek and the occasional peck on the lips, all of which were held just a moment longer than normal. Her cheeks would flush red and she'd flash them a smile that was equal parts motherly and womanly. Eventually they transitioned to only ever planting kisses directly onto her lips. Almost like a little game they'd greet her upon entering a room with a kiss or say goodbye as they left with a kiss. No matter if it was James or Albus they were always kissing her in a manner that walked the line between familial and something else. She found herself subconsciously relishing in the extra little moments where they would linger, where she'd feel their breath against her skin for a second before they pulled away. Her mind never really focused on those feelings but their effect was present nonetheless. The fact that her sons were both taller than her and they never had any qualms about sliding an arm around her shoulders when they did so made it even better. In some ways. She still found herself lying in bed every night restless and unfulfilled for reasons that became both frustratingly clear and confusingly muddled.

One morning Ginny woke up more aroused and needy than she'd ever been in her life. The heat that'd been smoldering between her legs was all consuming and there was nothing she could do about it. A night of fruitless masturbation with every spell, toy, and household object she could think of hadn't alleviated the issue one bit. If anything it'd just made the entire thing infinitely worse. Harry still wasn't home and she was starting to wonder if he'd be able to satisfy her even if he was. Every time they'd had sex in recent memory her needs had been assuaged somewhat but hardly obliterated like she truly wanted. And it wasn't exactly hard to figure out why that might be. Indecent thoughts of her sons filled Ginny's head as she rolled out of the bed she was supposed to share with her husband and pulled on the thickest, least flattering robe she could find. It's bright pink color clashed magnificently with her orange and it covered every inch of her body save her hands and feet. Just to be safe she pulled on a pair of mundane, white panties. In case she ended up giving in to her boys' seductions once again having an extra barrier between their hands and her neglected pussy could be the barrier that kept her faithful. Not that her underwear did a damn thing to hide or even slow the steady trickle of fluids seeping from her slit every moment she went without sex.

"A shower." She decided, "A nice, long shower will clear my head."

It would also let her try out something she'd seen in Muggle pornography. Something that might finally help to calm her nerves. Unfortunately the water pressure was noticeably higher in the bathroom her sons shared. Which meant she'd have to risk running across one of them in her tawdry search for an orgasm. Should one or both of them catch on to what she was trying to do, or worse actually catch her in the act, there was no way she could resist them. Her willpower was already drained after weeks of romantic and sexual attention from two people she never expected to be indulging in such a way. She stood in front of her closet weighing the options for several minutes while the ache between her thighs throbbed insistently the whole time. In the end that needy, animalistic desire turned out to be the deciding factor. Whatever the risks she needed to try that last option and there was no denying she was the kind of woman for whom the American phrase 'go big or go home' was made. She'd just have to lock the door and be as quiet as possible. Odds were good her sons wouldn't even be up at this hour anyways! It was barely six in the morning and she was the only one to rise that early when work or school wasn't involved.

Slowly opening her door and peering through the crack like a child trying to avoid being spotted Ginny looked down the hall for any sign of her boys. When nothing presented itself she slipped out and shut the door behind her as quietly as she could. She walked on tiptoes towards the bathroom on the other side of the staircase, delighted to see it was ajar. Both James and Albus always shut and locked it tight when they used the lavatory. Most likely because they were masturbating if the amount of times she'd caught them doing so in their rooms was any indication. Ginny vehemently shook her head before those mental images could take root and occupy her thoughts like they had the previous night. Her mind was so focused on keeping the thoughts of her boys' thick, lovely cocks out she completely failed to notice the steam drifting out from the partially opened door. At least until her hand was on the knob and she'd pushed it open fully. Suddenly everything clicked into place like a stubborn puzzle as she found herself less than a foot from James. He froze midway through stepping out of the shower, a cocky grin slowly spreading across his face as he looked her up and down in a way no son should ever do. His body was still glistening with water and the turgid, throbbing member Ginny was trying to hard not to think about was now on full display for her wandering eyes to feast upon. Too big to point straight up it simply twitched between his thighs as a constant reminder of what she couldn't have yet wanted so dearly. Both it and his weighty sack looked absolutely splendid in the early morning light.

Removing his hand from the towel he was just about to grab James calmly said, "Good morning Mum."

"G-good morning sweetheart." Ginny said in a quavering voice, her eyes struggling mightily not to stare directly at her son's dick, "I didn't expect you t-to be up."

"I didn't sleep very well last night. I thought an early shower would clear my head."

"Oh I'm sorry you had trouble sleeping. I did too."

"Did you?" Stepping completely out of the shower and moving in close enough to make his mother shiver James stared down at her with a grin. His hands slowly unfastened her robe while he innocently asked, "What kept you up?"

"Uhm . . . I-I-I" Ginny tried to lean away from him but her body wouldn't let her. She glanced down to see his prick positioned mere centimeters from her body as her robe was opened up and her breasts were laid bare, "I j-just couldn't sleep!"

"That's a shame." He stepped closer and in the blink of an eye his cock was pressed so snugly against her underwear covered pussy he could feel every fold and contour of the vagina that'd given birth to him while she could feel every vein and twitch in the cock she shouldn't know anything about, "Maybe next time I can help you with that."

He slid an arm around her waist and pulled her so tightly against his smoothly muscled body all the air was pushed from her lungs. Ginny blushed a deep, furious crimson as she expected her son to lean in and kiss her. Instead he caressed her face with his free hand and bent down to whisper in her ear. In breathtaking, unimaginably sexy detail he outlined every possible way he could help her sleep and every idea was more ingenious and naughty than the last. She listened to every single word with open mouthed shock as her body screamed for her to take him up on all his offers and more. Her pussy was so wet after the first few rivulets of her juices seeped through her panties to drip down his cock in long, gooey strands. It took every ounce of willpower not to start grinding against him and she knew full well if he started moving she'd be done. Many of the ideas he was murmuring into her ear were things she'd wanted to try her whole adult life while the rest were somehow even more naughty than that. Most amazingly of all every single suggestion included Albus in graphic detail as well. To such a degree she could close her eyes and picture him in the bathroom as well. With her body comfortably squeezed between them both. By the time he was finished she was so completely and utterly willing to give in if he'd wanted to he could've fucked her right then and there. Amazingly James pulled away after letting his filthy, perverted words sink in for a few moments. When his cock left her slit she actually moaned a little, immediately covering her mouth with both hands and looking mortified. Her son smiled approvingly at the slutty little woman he'd turned his mother into. Without saying another word he grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist, and left the bathroom. Ginny remained, paralyzed by lust and shock, while a powerful shiver coursed through her. Now there was no way she'd be able to masturbate and think about anything other than her sons. And somehow she was slowly becoming okay with that fact. Too bad the fantasy wasn't going to be enough anymore.

She took her shower not long afterwards and made only the most meager attempt to masturbate. While the steaming water felt good against her pussy it was nothing compared to the enjoyment only a real, human cock could provide. Less then ten minutes after starting she was finished and feeling just as unsatisfied as before. Pulling on her robe and tying it extra tight she steeled herself for anything that might happen once she unlocked the door. When she emerged from bathroom Ginny was both happy and disappointed to find herself alone in the hallway again. Part of her was hoping James would be waiting for her with his cock out. Being bent over the railing and fucked like a cheap whore by her own son was exactly what she wanted. If Albus happened to catch them and join in, maybe using her mouth or ass for his own pleasure as well that would be . . . perfect. No longer able to hold back the flood of urges and fantasies she walked back to her room red faced and squirming. The water dripping off her body at regular intervals did a modest job of masking the juices trickling from her pussy with ever alternate step but it couldn't hide the pungent aroma lingering around her. Having completely neglected to do any actual cleaning while in the shower Ginny absolutely reeked of sex. Or at least of her own hormonal need for sex. Sadly she lacked the masculine odors of musk and cum that made smelling like a tramp such a pleasurable experience. The most logical way to rectify that imbalance also happened to be the only one she couldn't quite bring herself to indulge in. At least she couldn't find the courage to seek it out, if one of her sons decided to take that step for her she'd have no choice but to go along with his whims. After all, it was a mother's duty to take care of her children.

"Hey Mum! Good morning!"

Pausing as the much softer voice of her son Albus reached her ears Ginny turned to see him reach the top of the stairs a short distance away, "Good morning Albus, did you sleep well?"

"Yeah I slept great!"

"I'm glad to hear it!" With one hand on the door and the other holding the neck of her robe together as though it was about to burst open she stared at her pajama clad boy for a few moments, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

"No I was just using the downstairs bathroom. How come you were showing in there?" He walked towards her as he spoke and came to stop within arm's reach of his flustered and slightly nervous mother.

"You have better water pressure." She answered honestly, "I didn't mean to put you out though."

"Oh it wasn't a big deal. I can walk up and down a few stairs to pee!"

Ginny nodded a bit longer than necessary, her mind immediately picturing her son's cock, "Well the bathroom's free now if you need it."

"Thanks." Albus leaned in and kissed his mother on the cheek. His lips remained against her skin for a moment longer than usual and there was something unmistakably different about the gesture that put it in sharp contrast to the thousands of other times he'd done.

"W-what was that for?"

"I didn't think I needed a reason to be affectionate."

"Y-you don't! I was just surprised."

Albus nodded and turned away, leaving his mother even more flustered and embarrassed. Somehow his gentle, innocuous gesture was just as arousing, if not a little more so, than James' distinctly sexual behavior a few minutes earlier. Maybe it was the subtle perversion of something he'd been doing since he was a little boy. Maybe it was the result of her already overactive and incredibly undersexed body reacting to any male touch whatsoever. One thing it certainly wasn't was her imagination. She knew full well what her sons intended and there was no mistaking any gesture for anything other than another step towards their goal. Ginny even went as far as touching the spot where Albus' had kissed with one hand while staring dazedly at the far end of the hallway. Her other hand drifted from the neck of her robe down towards her unbearably hot and aching pussy. She couldn't quite bring herself to slip her fingers inside her panties to touch herself but she had little issue pushing two digits against her thoroughly soaked undergarment and subtly rub her clit. Or at least as subtly as such a thing could be done. In reality it was abundantly clear what she was doing and how badly she wanted more than simple masturbation. If her sons could've seen the results of their efforts in that moment there wouldn't have been a need for any more teasing. She was so unbelievably ready for their cocks all they had to do was take her. Unfortunately for Ginny neither James nor Albus wanted that. Instead they were going to make her come to them. That way there wouldn't be an ounce of regret after they had sex. Plus the added build up would make it all infinitely more arousing.

It took one more day for Ginny to finally break. For her body and mind to finally agree that, regardless of what society or morality said, she was going to fuck her sons. Coming to that realization was liberating in a strange way. Staring at her naked body in the full length mirror and reflecting upon the choice she'd just come to was downright peaceful. The constant ache between her legs actually diminished somewhat as the prospect of finally being satisfied for the first time in months or possibly even years loomed over head. But no matter how badly she wanted it Ginny was going to make sure the event was special for everyone involved. Mostly by turning the tables on her clever, naughty sons and giving them a little bit of the teasing they'd been so efficiently handing her. In order to accomplish that goal she would have to pick something extra special for the occasion. Something normally meant for the husband that'd left her in such a state that she was going to their sons for the relief he was supposed to give. Luckily she didn't have much in the way of naughty clothing or lingerie. She simply preferred being naked when it came time for sex. So picking an outfit was made vastly easier when she looked in the back of her closet to fin three distinct sets of lewd, revealing undergarments. One was the set she'd worn on her wedding night, one was the outfit she'd worn every time her children were conceived, and the last was something Harry had given her a few years back when they still had sex every couple of days. Each was so perfectly suited to what she was planning on doing it was a shame she couldn't somehow wear them all. As her fingers brushed against each piece of lingerie in turn Ginny smiled wider than she had in ages. It was time to do what no good mother should ever do and what an unmitigated slut like her was tailor made for.

"James? Albus? Would you come upstairs for a moment?" Their mother's voice drifted down to them like a veela's song that filled the sitting room and drowned out every other sound in the world. They looked at one another for a split second, then leapt out of the chairs they'd been seated in. "I'm in my bedroom!"

Practically pushing each other out of the way Albus and James entered the bedroom at the same time and all of a sudden it was their turn to be caught off guard. Ginny was standing in the center of the room with a look neither of them had ever seen on her face wearing a set of lingerie that made all their efforts worth it. Her long, smooth legs were covered up to the thigh by sheer white stockings topped with little pink bows. They were fastened to a garter belt that hugged her wide, shapely hips and left her blazing orange thicket of pubic hair and perfectly plump ass on full display. The outermost lips of her aroused pussy could just barely be glimpsed between her closed thighs. Covering everything from her buxom breasts down to just above her navel was a silken negligee that just barely hid her ample chest and the rosy, puffy nipples peeking already starting to stiffen. Her freckle covered arms were left completely bare along with her blushing but resolute face. By intention or accident her normally straight orange hair fell around her face and neck in a sultry, alluring pose that did wonders for her glittering green eyes petite nose. The inviting grin plastered to her full lips perfectly completed her overall look. Even of they didn't get to fuck her just seeing their mum standing before them dressed the way no mother should be in front of her sons with a look usually reserved for their father was exactly what they'd envisioned at the start of their plans. She let them stare at her body for almost a full minute of uninterrupted silence, relishing in the unabashedly lewd gleam in their eyes along with the telltale bulges around their groins. When it came time to guide them into the next step of her own plans Ginny motioned towards the bed with one hand.

"Sit down boys. Mommy has something to show you."

They did as they were told, looking up at their mum with wide eyes as she sauntered a little closer. For a moment it looked as though she might fall to her knees and start playing with their barely covered and incredibly eager cocks. What she actually did proved infinitely more appealing. Turning her back to them and slowly widening her stance Ginny slid her hands beneath the ass both James and Albus had fantasized about for years. Pushing it up with her index and middle fingers she let it bounce pleasingly a few times before bending over. They were given an unobstructed view of her pussy peeking out from between her jiggling buttocks. Both boys watched as a thick strand of juices extended from the center of her slit to drip all the way to the floor. With how quiet the room had become it was a wonder the faint plop it made didn't cause them all to jump. She straightened after a few seconds and turned back towards them, her hands running down the length of her body in a caress her sons' hoped to enjoy soon enough. Since both of them wisely chose to sit a little apart from one another she was able to straddle James and grind her naked slit against his bulge and pushing his face against her chest while groping Albus' dick at the same time.

"I wore this when you boys and Lily were conceived . . ." She murmured, "I thought you might appreciate me wearing it again for this."

If the way James' cock throbbed madly at her words was any indication she certainly thought right. The awestruck look on Albus' face told a very similar story without her even needing to focus on his member. Although she couldn't stop herself from doing that if she wanted to. Ginny continued to grind and rub her sopping wet pussy against her eldest son's dick for an entire minute of breathless teasing before switching to her second boy for more of the same. It didn't take long for both of them to start touching her body, their hands roaming her half naked skin in a manner quite similar to how they'd initially teased her. Only there was no mock hesitation or softness in the way they groped her breasts, ran their fingers along her inner thighs, pinched or pulled on her nipples, and even ran their digits through her damp pubic hair. And every second they continued to touch her she gyrated a little faster and a littler harder against them. It was a beautiful back and forth that none of them wanted to stop for anything. Thanks to Harry's negligence they wouldn't have to. They could simply enjoy the fruits of their labors and the deeply emotional, incestuous urges flickering through their minds with every passy second. James and Albus drank in the smell of their mother's pussy, reveling in the knowledge that it was their dicks and not their father's that'd so turned her on. Ginny lost herself in the unfathomably inappropriate feeling of her son's cocks pressed against her with only a thin layer of cloth to separate them.

Eventually all the teasing became too much and she was forced to stand, pulling away from them so suddenly the fantasy was almost shattered, "Get naked," Ginny moaned, "Get naked and make love to me."

Somehow despite neither of them really processing what their mother said Albus and James were on their feet and disrobing by the end of her sentence. In a flash they stood before her naked as the day they were born while she stared with open mouth and trembling knees at their dicks. Almost identical in size and bigger than Harry's by nearly double each was as perfect and wonderful as she could have hoped. They throbbed insistently waiting for attention and she was torn between the desire to pounce on them like a wild animal or sink to her knees and worship both cocks like she should. Her own pleasure could wait for a moment as a perverted version of the motherly instinct that'd guided her whole tried to take over. The choice was made for her however when James and Albus stepped forward, the latter moving behind her while the former remained in front. Ginny was no longer in charge and she knew just by glancing at her boys' faces. She'd given her last order and now they were responsible for her sexual gratification. There was no pretending she wasn't in the best of hands from the moment their grabbed her body. As if they'd practiced it her sons lifted her off the ground. Ginny threw one arm around Albus' shoulders while bother her legs reflexively wrapped around James' waist as he supported her.

"Are you ready Mum?" Albus asked as his brother's fingers spread apart her buttocks and offered her tight asshole to his cock.

"Because we're not going to stop." James promised.

"I've never wanted anything more." Ginny moaned. She reached down with her free hand to lift her boy's dick and bring it to her unbelievably wet cunt, "I want to feel you both enter me at the same time."

"Of course."

"Absolutely."

Time seemed to stand still for a moment with the three of them standing there poised to take the final step that would forever pervert their relationship. But rather than trepidation or any kind of second guessing holding them in place it was a simple, unabashed love of the anticipation. None of them could ever experience such a thing again and they wanted to make sure it was enjoyed as it should be. Of course such things could only last for so long until good old fashioned lust came screaming back and both men were forced to suddenly and powerfully thrust upwards at the same time. Although they'd unquestionably passed the point of no return long ago it wasn't until Ginny finally felt her sons' cocks sliding into her quivering holes that any of them felt they'd 'crossed a line'. Knowing that coupled with the utterly perfect feeling of their members gliding balls deep inside her sexually frustrated and wanting body just about made her cum on the spot. The scream of pleasure she let out was so piercing it was a wonder the entire neighborhood didn't come running. She cried out their names with what felt like every centimeter to push inside her and continued to moan and pant well after they stopped. Juices gushed out of her pussy in quantities she'd never seen before while both holes tightened so hard around her sons' shafts it was impressive they didn't cum straight away. Really only the inherent thrill of getting to fuck their mother like a common whore for as long and as hard as they wanted was what kept them from blowing their loads straight away. Well that and a base desire to make her climax first and really hammer home what they could do better than their father.

Ginny start to move against them as much as she possibly could. Being stuffed to the brim by their cocks was exactly what she'd been aching for this entire time and now that she finally had it there was no way she'd be wasting it. Although she couldn't move much she made use of every slightest tremble and quiver available to her. A constant stream of moans, half thought out sentences, and foulmouthed words of encouragement spilled out of her mouth as surely as fluids dripped from her pussy. Rivulets of her arousal dripped down Jame's cock to soak into the carpet beneath them with some being flicked backwards far enough to splatter across Albus' too. Both of them caught on rather quickly how badly their mother wanted, even needed, them to start moving. They happily gave her what she wanted and started pulling back mere seconds apart. Suddenly the air was filled with their groans and her needy whimpers as all three of them enjoyed the blissful union they'd created with each other. Retreating until nearly half of his dick was free Albus couldn't move another millimeter away. Her ass was too perfect and too inviting for him to spend another second with anything but his whole cock buried inside. He slammed forward harder than ever and the echoing smack from his movement was drowned out by his mother's renewed scream. James had a bit more self control than his brother but feeling the impact of his body and the subsequent way their cock hungry mum tightened upon being penetrated again wore down his self control almost immediately. To his credit he managed to get almost three quarters of his manhood free before it came thrusting back inside with a mighty slap.

With their own, unique methods unintentionally established and the ice more or less broken James and Albus started fucking their mother in earnest. Each had his own little rhythm that sent his dick into the deepest reaches of her body at separate times, often resulting in one pulling out as the other thrusted back in. This left Ginny with a constant sense of motion and a permanent cock inside her body pretty much at all times. Which naturally left her free to shiver and gasp atop their pricks in the process. She moaned words of encouragement to both of them, making clear in no uncertain terms just how much she enjoyed being fucked by her sons. For James she focused on how naughty it was to have him back inside the very place that'd given birth to him all those years ago. How turned on she was to feel him where no son should ever be and how good his dick felt compared to his father's. For Albus she moaned about the pleasure of having a real cock inside her ass, one that could actually stretch and gape her hole like it was meant to be. A cock that could leave her walking funny and unable to sit down the way they were supposed to. Hearing such ego boosting words from their own mother had a stronger effect on them than anybody could have predicted. Their cocks swelled more than ever and precum oozed out of their tips with every thrust. The speed of their hips continued to increase as they did everything in the power to live up to her words. Being the focus of such a constant, animalistic barrage hastened her already impending climax quicker than she expected. Before long she was perched on the edge of something she'd wanted for so long Ginny couldn't wait to go careening off the side.

The first of many, many orgasms brought on by her boys came crashing down inside her like a tidal wave. All of a sudden her entire body went stiff and her vision utterly failed her. Every nerve inside her was set alight and she tried to scream but nothing came out. Everything echoed outwards from her cock stuffed holes to the very tips of her fingers and toes. Then it bounced all the way back to its source just in time for another wave to come roaring to life. James and Albus continued their rhythmic pounding, both of them entirely aware of the mind altering pleasure they were giving her in that moment. And both of them utterly entranced by the way her body twitched as it was happening. As if she were a puppet being poorly operated her limbs seemed to jerk and spasm of their own accord, her breath coming in ragged gasps that never seemed to get air past her mouth. Ginny stared blankly up at the ceiling while drool trickled out of the corner of her mouth and pussy juice squirted from her cunt in thick jets. Little beads of milk formed on her nipples and trickled down to be lost amidst the vastly more gushing reaction between her thighs. Though only about a minute in length the time she spent convulsing and gasping for air might as well have been an eternity. Any time her mind was able to surface from the roiling seas of ecstasy into which it'd been submerged her brain was so scrambled she couldn't form more than a single coherent thought before sinking back down again. Even when it started to fade the aftershocks wracking her body were so potent she was basically still cumming. The moment she looked to be regaining some degree of her consciousness back her eldest son couldn't refrain from leaning in to ask a question he knew would make her squirm even more.

"Has Dad ever made you cum like that?" James asked.

Unable to speak and barely able to hear his words with Albus still pounding away at her ass despite the almost painful amount of pleasure wracking her body Ginny could only clumsily shake her head for a moment. In the next her eyes rolled backwards and she sank into another climax before the first was properly finished. It was as though all the orgasms she'd been trying to give herself had been sitting behind a locked door just waiting to be freed and her sons were holding the key. Like the clever and horny young men that they were both of them clued into this rather blatant fact exceptionally fast and made sure to take advantage of it as much as possibly. Fortunately for them doing so merely involved continuing to pound their mother's slutty holes like there was no tomorrow. Their stances widened and both of them groaned with exertion after every toe curling, knee buckling thrust into the hole they'd all but claimed for themselves. They'd certainly be switching some time soon, neither one intending to miss a chance at every single part of their mother's body, but for the time being they were content to slam her cunt and asshole like they were trying to break her. Ginny vanished into a second orgasm so quickly neither her body nor mind had recovered from the first. But rather than tense up and quiver like she did before her pleasure soaked frame could only go limp in her sons' hands. Too much for her to handle so quickly she all but fainted against them as they mercilessly fucked her ass and pussy. While she might have been aware of what they were doing and so unbelievably in favor of it her life felt basically complete in the heat of the moment there was no way she could do anything but breathe and let them use her like a toy. Which as luck would have it was what her whorish urges really wanted all along.

Perhaps it was that same limp, helplessness that encouraged her boys to wordlessly shift positions. All of a sudden Ginny found herself lying flat on her back at the center of her bed while Albus was thrusting inside her pussy and James brought his gooey cock up to her lips. He turned her head to the side while he knelt on the bed next to her head, his prick draped across her mouth as it waited to be serviced. She opened her mouth to swallow his dick without an ounce of hesitation, tasting her own pussy along with a strikingly similar musky aroma he shared with his father. Between getting to taste her boy's dick and feeling another, different prick inside her freshly fucked pussy Ginny was as close to heaven as she could possibly be. Her orgasms continued to come and go at a pace that left her speechless but it was no longer consuming every fiber of her being in the process. Or more accurately she was learning how to bask in the feelings while still remaining at least slight aware of what her boys were doing. Enough to notice when Albus grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms downwards while he slammed into her cunt. Feeling her usually timid and reserved son take charge like that was delicious in a way she couldn't describe. When James suddenly mounted her face like he was trying to choke her with his cock she felt a similar, albeit less surprised, sense of gratification. She had no trouble taking his entire dick inside her throat even after he too started to thrust with abandon. Her time swallowing Dean's massive shaft back at Hogwarts had thoroughly trained her for such things.

Not unlike a first date after getting the initial awkwardness of a new experience out of the way the three of them were able to enjoy a certain amount of unrestrained freedom with one another. The innate thrill that came with doing something illicit and taboo never faded but it didn't occupy the center of their attention anymore. Ginny and her sons moved into different positions whenever the mood struck them or a certain urge could only be achieved in that way. When the time came for Albus and James to experience their first orgasms it was with the latter happily pounding his mother's asshole while the former made use of her soft, inviting lips. Being speared between them on her hands and knees she could do little else but moan and try to encourage them with her body as they groaned mere seconds apart. In both look and sound they were shockingly like their father but where her boys quickly proved themselves better was in sheer volume. Perhaps it was because of their age, perhaps because of some potion they'd consumed, or perhaps it was simply dumb luck but the first spurt of cum out of either cock proved to be more voluminous than Harry's entire climax. Ginny actually found herself shocked by the amount flooding into her ass and mouth. With every new spurt it was as if they'd started cumming all over again. She gulped down everything Albus had to give while all of James' seed was pumped so deep into her asshole she felt like it would join his brother's loads before long. Some fifteen seconds later her body had absorbed so much jizz she actually felt sleepy, like she'd eaten a particularly filling meal. Which in a manner of speaking was exactly what'd happened. There was no time to savor the feeling though because in keeping with their impressive juxtaposition to their father neither Albus nor James were even remotely done with their mum's tight, quivering holes.

Nor was she done enjoying their perfect, teenage cocks. Every time they decided to switch places or return to that first, wonderful arrangement that'd started everything off she couldn't help but thank God she'd given birth to two sons. Getting to feel both of their dicks inside her at any given moment was the kind of sexual bliss she didn't know a person could enjoy. Once or twice when they were feeling particularly cheeky James and Albus slid their members into the same hole and suddenly Ginny got to experience what it was like to be well and truly filled to the brim. The first time they wisely chose her pussy and even managed to start thrusting with a reasonable amount of force soon after. She enjoyed the exquisite pleasure of being double stuffed by her son's pricks for longer than she had any right to before they finally pulled out to have fun with other parts of her body. Eventually they decided to try for such a thing again only with her mouth as their focus. Kneeling between them like she'd wanted all along Ginny slurped and slobbered over two dicks stuffed quite far down her throat all things considered. Because of basic physics they couldn't get all the way to the base without some magical aid and none of them had the wherewithal to grab their wands. Even with that limitation getting to suck on both of them at the same time was enough of a treat all by itself. Swallowing their cum soon afterwards proved to be a sort of dessert for Ginny. One that followed a constant stream of unmitigated treats up to that point. Upon stuffing their shafts into her ass she actually had to stop them about halfway as the pleasure and pain grew too much for her to handle. She made sure to keep them there long enough for all three of them to savor the feeling and be certain how badly they wanted to do it again. After promising them plenty of chances to practice at in the future they happily returned to their one cock per hole method for the remainder of their lovemaking.

More than once she was allowed to take some measure of control as she guided her relatively inexperienced boys into complicated positions and situations. Well more complicated than the basic ones they already knew. For all their enthusiasm and stamina her boys were still novices in the world of sex and by comparison Ginny was a skilled veteran. Despite being relatively inexperienced compared to the likes of Hermione or Luna. James and Albus got to experience their mother being suspended between them held aloft only by their thrusting dicks, riding one while the other facefucked her in a standing position, bending over backwards to get fucked in the ass while sucking a cock, working one's dick with her feet as she stroked the other with her hands as they stood on opposite sides of the bed, and quite a few others throughout the evening. Once or twice such a sight and experience was enough to make them cum without much prompting at all. Each time she felt their warm spunk landing on some part of her body that wasn't her tits or ass Ginny enjoyed a palpable sense of pride. Those little interludes between the more normal bouts of madcap anal and vaginal sex her boys seemed inclined towards carried them through hours and hours of ceaseless fucking. If any of them felt tired they neglected to mention it, not that such feelings ever lasted long anyways. The sight of their mother writhing in lingerie between, on top of, or below them never failed to give James and Albus a shot of adrenaline. And the sight of two eager young cocks happily waiting to use every part of her body again and again was more than enough to shake off any drowsiness Ginny might be feeling. Until the first rays of sunlight started to shine through the windows at least. They were only human after all.

When they finally finished, or rather when they finally exhausted themselves beyond the point of no return, the three of them collapsed into a senseless heap on Ginny's marital bed. None of them could form a single word let alone express how wonderful it felt to have spent the entire making love like wild animals. So much cum bubbled out her holes it was downright inhuman. There was no way they hadn't put a baby inside her after all that and considering the sheer amount of spunk she'd swallowed it already felt as if she had one inside her belly at that very moment. Rather unintentionally James and Albus ended up on either side of their mother snuggling up to her while she stroked their hair and quietly shivered. No matter how their relationship evolved Ginny was still their mother and that would always come across somehow. Even if she had the dual role as mother and lover. They didn't care one bit if Harry came home and found them that way. After the night they'd had Albus, James, and Ginny were ready for just about anything the world could throw at them. Life was good and all three were utterly fulfilled by their new roles in that same, familiar household. Time would tell to what extent but they could already say for certain than everything was going to change, yet it would remain exactly the way they'd changed it into. None of them managed to find their voices before sleep claimed them one by one and they passed out listening to the triumphant chirping of birds celebrating the rising sun.

After three unbroken nights of sharing her bed with James and Albus plus three days spent in an almost honeymoon like bliss Ginny was finally ready to admit that she belonged completely and utterly to her sons. It was more or less a fact from the moment they first entered her in a manner previously enjoyed only by Harry but acknowledging her subservience made all the difference. She no longer had any need for their father's limited sexual prowess when the vastly superior abilities of her boys was available to satisfy her ever want or need. Of course both of them knew of her submission well before her mind had come to that realization. It was practically a foregone conclusion by that point and exactly what they'd both planned from the start. Not that they weren't happy when, after nearly an hour of uninterrupted and wonderfully incestuous lovemaking, their mother collapsed between them in a sweaty heap and finally admitted aloud her slavish devotion to their cocks. She even laid her hands upon their cum splattered, partially erect members as she did so just to further emphasize the words coming from her mouth.

"I don't ever need your father again," She sighed, looking at James and Albus with and adoring, motherly smiled, "You two are better than he could ever dream to be."

"Thanks Mum." They said in unison.

Following a moment of silent contemplation and a quick exchange of looks James quickly added, "Do you really mean that?"

"Of course darling!" Ginny cooed, "I've never cum so much in my life! I wouldn't be able to walk if I tried after all that! You think your father's ever been capable of pleasing me that much?"

"No. Which is why we have a plan for him too. Do you wanna tell her Albus?"

"Sure!" Moving closer to his mother Albus furtively whispered the plans into her ear, mostly because he was still a little embarrassed by the thought of saying them aloud but also because it felt more intimate and personal that way.

Ginny listened to her son's well thought out and impossibly arousing plan for their father with a slowly spreading smile, "That's perfect!" She exclaimed the moment he finished, "Oh boys that's the most perfect thing you can do for your father! You have no idea! I'd love to help you accomplish that fantasy if you'll let me."

"Of course mum!" Albus smiled.

"We were hoping you'd say that." James stated.

"Mmmmm it's going to be so much fun boys. And much easier than you think. You probably don't know this but your father sometimes wears my panties when we make love."

"Really?" Both of them said with varying degrees of surprise.

"Oh yes." Ginny smiled, feeling Albus' cock throb mightily in her hands after that revelation, "He's also no stranger to a little bit of anal play either. We won't have to work very hard at all."

Her entire body quivered in anticipation of the coming days and all the fantastic changes that would occur in their household. Ginny turned to look at Albus as she stroked James' perfect cock. Delighted by the naked arousal spread across his face and certain it was mirrored on her own she leaned in to kiss him. Their lips connected in a passionate embrace as both of them imagined Harry on all fours, his ass offered completely to his son's dick as his girly voice begged to be fucked like the woman he was always supposed to be. The image forming in their heads was so arousing she was jerking off both her sons as fast as she possibly could within seconds of kissing Albus. James started groping her tits as his body turned more towards her and his precum was smeared across her skin once more. Realizing how hard they'd become Ginny broke off the kiss and sat up with a hungry look in her eyes. It was time for more wild sex with the two most important men in her life.

"That's enough talk about your father for now," She moaned, "It's time for both of you to fuck your needy, cock starved Mum until she can't think straight!"

"We can do that!"

"We'd love to do that!"

"Good, then don't hold back for a moment. I want everything you can give me! Make me your woman forever!"

Pulling her into a sudden, frenzied kiss for a moment James calmly and smoothly replied, "We already have."

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Harry blinked several times in rapid succession, his eyes adjusting to the warm glow of a dozen candles lighting up his otherwise dark bedroom. He didn't remember falling asleep or even coming upstairs in the first place. In fact the last thing he recalled with any clarity was coming him and having a cup of tea. But as his vision slowly adjusted and he lifted his head he realized just how at odds that recollection was with where he currently found himself. Stretched out on the bed was his beautiful wife, her almost entirely naked body covered by sheer lingerie that did nothing to hide her perfect breasts, wide and motherly hips, or her incredibly aroused pussy. She was smiling at him with a look he'd never seen before, one that made him all at once eager and uncertain. But there was no denying she was waiting for him to take her. It wasn't until Harry attempted to move onto the bed that he found he was firmly tied to the chair upon which he was sitting. His hands were bound at his sides with little leeway and his legs were fastened tight enough to stop any significant movement. When he looked down at the crisscrossing ropes keeping him in place he realized all his clothes had been stripped away and only a lacy pair of green panties covered his swelling cock. When he shifted he felt the final addition made to his bizarre situation: a rather large dildo stuffed firmly inside his ass and kept there by his own body weight.

"What's going on Ginny?" He asked, "Is this some new idea you borrowed from Hermione? We never talked about doing anything like this before . . ."

"No we didn't," She replied, languidly running her hands along her freckled body, "But this isn't for us. It's for you."

"I don't understand."

"You will my love. Once you see how real men treat their woman."

"What does—"

As if on command James and Albus sauntered into the bedroom, both of them completely naked and already erect, "My real lovers are here!" Ginny cooed.

Staring in utter disbelief Harry watched his sons climb onto the bed and recline on either side of their mother, "What's going on?!" He demanded, "What the hell are you two doing? That's your mother! Put some clothes on this instant!"

"Sorry Dad," James smirked, "She's a lot more than our mother now."

"You probably should've been home more," Albus added.

"Although I'm glad you weren't!" Ginny moaned, her hands rubbing their cocks in long, smooth motions, "I've never been more satisfied in my life!"

"Ginny . . ."

"Don't worry dear, you'll learn a thing or two from your sons. I'm sure of it!"

Deciding to demonstrate his prowess straight away James broke away from his mother and slid down between her partially opened legs. He spread her creamy thighs as far apart as he could and buried his face in the tight, wet pussy waiting for him. Ginny immediately cried out in pleasure as her son's tongue danced across her aching pussy. While she was no stranger to oral sex, from either of them, having her slit furiously licked while Harry watched in horror made it a thousand times better. The fact that he knew her body better than anyone alive, except Albus of course, meant that he was able to effortlessly work her slit like it was second nature. His tongue darted from spot to spot while she squirmed and writhed in pleasure, her body unable to keep up with the pace he'd set. His movements started low, centered around her quivering hole, and gradually worked their way up to the swollen nub at the crest of her sex. There'd be a momentary pause as his breath fell hard on her pussy and his tongue paused in the lashing it was giving her. It lasted just long enough to make her shiver in frustration despite knowing what would come soon after. Then he'd lunge forward and wrap his lips around her clit while burying two fingers knuckle deep inside her at the same time. That ensuing rush of sheer ecstasy was enough to make her heart skip and send her toes curling back against her feet. Her legs closed around Jame's head and held on tight while her open mouthed stare of pure lust momentarily met Harry's disbelieving expression. She smiled at his amazement and promptly turned her attentions towards the ever patient and always considerate Albus.

"Choke me with your cock!" Ginny begged, "Mommy can't wait any longer!"

Her son nodded and smiled, unable to get enough of hearing his once innocent mother talk like such a whore. He let her fall back against the bed as he positioned himself just right. Normally he'd straddle her chest and fuck her face like there was no tomorrow. But in their current situation such a position would deny Harry the chance to see his wife choking down a big fat cock. So instead he grabbed the sides of her head and knelt down above her, slowly lowering his twitching rod down to her lips. As soon as his tip made contact Ginny moaned and Harry sharply inhaled. Somehow, against all evidence he'd seen, something inside him thought she wasn't going to go through with it. But no amount of belief could change the simple fact that he was watching his son's dick glide effortlessly into his wife's throat while both of them groaned. Not to mention his eldest son continued sloppily licking and fingering her cunt at the same time. And like the true slut she'd become Ginny swallowed his entire, impressive length all the way down to the base. She convulsed and choked more than a little as her gag reflex kicked in and a fair share of spit and precum exploded out of her mouth. Yet regardless of how it looked she was unbelievably aroused by the entire thing. Her downright gushing pussy was evidence enough even before Albus started pulling back. Once he did the almost fervent way she sucked and slobbered over his gradually retreating dick showed her arousal more than anything possibly could. She quickly reached up and slid her hands around his body, both to grab his firm ass cheeks and also to stop him from pulling too far back and depriving her of any more of his shaft.

Harry watched in horror and amazement as his wife and sons engaged in sex acts he'd only ever glimpsed in Muggle pornography, each of them enjoying themselves more than any person he'd ever seen. Ginny especially and her pleasure was without a doubt the most hurtful thing about that initial burst of lustful foreplay. The pain hit it's peak around the time she was standing at the foot of the bed with James and Albus kneeling in front of her, each one furiously tonging and fingering her ass and pussy respectively. Watching her hips gyrate back and forth while her hands nearly tore out chunks of their hair and her eyes stared fixedly at him was heartbreaking. Being able to see she was having the time of her life complete with multiple orgasms, each one of which she announced just to make sure he was aware of it, felt like something out of a nightmare. But it wasn't a nightmare and nothing made that more clear than when she finally had enough of their tongues and decided to move on to what she called the 'main course'. His wife returned to the bed and his sons quickly followed suit. All three of them looked at him in the most pitying yet gloating manner possible. Ginny's was without a doubt the most derisive out of all of them. She was practically sneering as she stroked James' and Albus' members while they both fingered her pussy at the same time.

"Just look how much bigger both of them are!" She moaned, "It's no wonder you could never compete with them! With that little cock of yours you'd need at least five others before you'd even compare to one of your sons! Now that I have both of them I'll never need to touch your dick again!"

Choosing to emphasize her point as lewdly as possible Ginny pushed Albus onto his beg, threw a leg over his waist, and straddled his dick. Holding it upright with one hand she quickly lowered herself onto him in one fluid motion. Harry's shoulder's slumped and tears formed in the corner of his eyes as his son's dick vanished into her pussy like it was nothing while she moaned his name. While there was no pretending he expected anything else actually seeing them engage in that sexual act was completely devastating all the same. Things were only made worse when James moved behind her plump, jiggling ass, spread open her cheeks, and buried his dick inside her well licked hole a few seconds later. The passionate scream Ginny let out was the final nail in the coffin for Harry. Or so he thought. He had no clue what was truly in store for him and by the end of the night he'd almost certainly look back on that moment as some sort of high point. Once they got the initial penetration out of the way Gunny, Albus, and James were free to enjoy the taboo thrill that'd become their new way of life without care. They fucked like wild animals for minute after minute, their positions changing as fast as their bodies would allow. One moment James was on top while Albus was below and Ginny was moaning between them and in the next she was bent over the bed being roughly fucked from behind by one while eagerly sucking off the other. Then she was blowing both of them at the same time which somehow translated into Ginny giving Albus a rimjob while bouncing up and down on James' dick. Like a showcase for everything their perverted minds could thing of they showed Harry every position they'd already enjoyed with one another while simultaneously completely forgetting about him in the process. It wasn't until his wife happened to glance his way amidst their frantic lovemaking that she properly remembered the plan she and her sons had so thoroughly discussed.

"Oh I'm sorry Harry!" Ginny gasped, finally looking over at her husband while she furiously jerked off James and Albus vigorously fucked her ass, "I completely forgot about your needs. I bet you wanna get as hard as your sons don't you?" Although he wanted to Harry couldn't look away or bring himself to speak, he simply stared at her in shame and anger. "Well let me help you darling. I wanna see how hard that little cock of yours can really get! I know it won't match our lovely boys but maybe you can come close with a little help!"

With her free hand Ginny grabbed her wand off the bed and gave it a quick flick in her husband's direction. For a split second he wondered what fresh hell she had in store for him, then an explosion of pleasure filled his ass. He instantly let out an unintentionally but fittingly feminine moan as the vibrations of the dildo buried inside him started echoing through his whole body. He'd nearly forgotten about it's presence after all the other sights, sounds, and smells of the evening but there was no ignoring now! Whether by accident or design the rather large head was pressed tightly against his prostate and unless he was mistaken that also happened to the part that was buzzing the hardest. Within seconds his once flaccid dick was swelling to it's full, unimpressive length. It peeked out from the side of his panties and smeared watery precum across his thigh as it grew. Both Ginny and his sons slowed their movements to watch, all three of them grinning when his dick finally stopped hardening and he was left to truly realize how much James and Albus dwarfed him in size and girth. Barely half as long and not even close in thickness his meager dick looked almost pathetic compared to theirs. Yet oddly appropriate when nestled beside lacy pink panties. So much so even James had to admit how good his 'father' looked. Though he'd never say it aloud. Ginny smiled at her squirming, visibly pleasured but still humiliated husband, her grin just about reaching her ears as she felt Albus throb madly inside her ass. She knew her son couldn't wait to fuck what would soon be his second mommy. Thankfully he knew better than to spoil that eventual pleasure early, instead resolving to pound his mother's tight hole until she was as slack and gaping as Harry would eventually be.

"There we go! Now you can finally enjoy yourself properly! And don't worry about making a mess, the boys and I sure won't so it's only fair you have the same freedom. But don't cum too fast, we want to make sure your pleasure lasts almost as long as ours!"

The sincerity in her words was unquestionably disconcerting, but not as much as the sheer amount of ecstasy flooding Harry's body at every moment. He could only assume it had something to do with whatever he'd been given earlier, a side effect of whatever potion that'd knocked him unconscious in the first place. Little did he know what James and Albus had slipped him was only responsible for his initial impotence and for knocking him out. All that pleasure surging through him as a rather large fake cock writhed and vibrated inside his ass was entirely from his own body. His own subconscious and unexplored urges finally being given their chance. Pretty much all the things Ginny had known were there and all the things Albus had hoped were there. While his wife and sons resumed their energetic and passionate fucking Harry's meager prick was finally able to twitch and throb in satisfaction. Not at what he was seeing of course but rather at having his plump little but treated in much the same way Albus and James were treating Ginny's mouth, pussy, and asshole. Or at least a smaller doze of what they were giving her, since nothing short of a real cock would ever come close to such a thing. And try as he might Harry simply couldn't stop those thoughts from entering his head, particularly whenever the constantly gyrating dildo within him pushed against his g-spot and made a little squirt of precum erupt from his tip. Before long his thigh and much of his leg was coated in glistening streaks of cum, more than he'd ever been able to produce all arriving as the result of his ass being stimulated by a vibrator. Somehow being cuckolded by his sons was starting to become the lesser of two humiliations that night.

Rather swiftly it dropped to number three as all the rampant, hungry sex his sons and wife were engaged in finally started to take it's toll. Although they'd cum once or twice already now it seemed was the time they'd been waiting to really let loose. It started off as innocuous as such a thing could be, James groaning and shoving his dick into Ginny's mouth while his balls tensed and his cock visibly pulsed. But then it took a turn when midway through his climax Ginny pulled back and cheekily angled his member in Harry's direction. Before either of them knew what was going on his seed was splashing across his father's legs in thick, messy strands. Thanks to her impeccable timing several thick loads managed to find their way not only on his twitching shaft but also across his already soiled panties as well. Suddenly the pungent smell of jizz filled Harry's nostrils and the shame he was experienced jumped higher than ever. It continued to grow when Albus suddenly pulled out of Ginny's cunt just in time to unload a long, messy barrage of cum across his father's lap as well. Unlike James he needed no assistance from Ginny, although she certainly watched and enjoyed the sight. After a few seconds of adding his own, copious spunk to the strands coating their father's lap Albus hurriedly shoved his dick back into his lover's cunt and let the remainder of his seed drain into her womb where it was meant to be. Little did he know that was to be the rend for the rest of the evening, one they'd agreed upon long in advance as part of their master plan to make him into a littl sissy whore. The utter shame of being coated in his own sons' cum, after they were brought to that point by the woman he loved no less, did nothing to diminish the pleasure he was feeling from the vibrator inside his asshole. No amount of humiliation could drown out that constant source of unintentional, endless gratification. Regardless of how much he wanted it to.

Eventually that powerful stimulation to his ass took it's toll on Harry's endurance. Try as he might there was no stopping his cock from twitching harder and faster with every passing second until it reached some sort of peak. Once he'd hit that plateau and the pleasure continued buzzing on throughout his body there was nothing he could do to fight it. Ginny and his sons watched, while still eagerly making love of course, as he started to squirm and writhe against the chair. Soon his thighs were clamped around his dick and shamefully rubbing what little he had to work with in an effort to get as much stimulation as possible. Soon even that wasn't enough and the frustration was almost maddening. Apparently as badly as his body wanted him to cum his own trepidation about the whole thing was blocking that last little oomph needed. It was only after seeing Ginny plump ass cheeks spread open and the gaping, pulsing hole that remained of her once tight asshole that he finally sank far enough into despondence for his inner slut to take over. Even for just a moment. Somehow seeing her body used in a way he'd wasn't able to accomplish, not to mention one she'd never let him try, was the final straw. With another girlish moan he threw his head back and his cock sprang up from between his thighs. Thin, watery streaks of cum burst out of him in rapid succession, each one more feeble than the last. Were it not for the coloration and general stiffness of his member one could almost assume he was simply peeing. That's what James initially assumed while he fucking his mother's tight cunt. Albus of course recognized it right away from his mother's descriptions and his dick almost burst with excitement within her mouth as he witnessed it. Ginny simply smiled around her son's shaft and watched her husband's timid little climax last for all of ten seconds. In the end he'd barely produced enough seed to soak his panties and lightly cover his legs.

"I can't believe you ever managed to knock mum up with cum like that!" James scoffed.

"Three times no less!" Albus laughed.

"Trust me boys," Ginny said, pulling away from the cock in her throat long enough to speak, "It took him more than a few tries to do it!"

"Well that's no surprise!" Albus remarked, pulling his mother's head back onto his dick until she was deepthroating him again.

"No kidding. It also explains why we had such an easy time making her our slut!"

"Yeah she was just starving for real cocks. And real sex!"

"After seeing what our 'father' can do it's no surprise."

"Not at all. I almost feel bad for him."

"Me too."

"How about we show him what a real man does with his woman? Maybe that'll make him feel better?"

"Sounds good brother, what do you think mum?"

"Mmmmmmmm!"

"Good girl!" James said, spanking her ass extra hard in response, "Now just sit back and let us fulfill you the way Dad never could!"

Momentarily pulling away from their mother James and Albus lifted Ginny off the bed entirely, hoisting her writhing body between them and quickly sliding their dicks back into her eager holes. She moaned and held onto them for dear life as James returned to her pussy and Albus glided into her well lubricated asshole. It was hard to have a favorite position when there were so many wonderful ways to be fucked by her young, virile boys but if she absolutely had to choose being squeezed between them as they pounded away at her holes was most likely her ideal way to climax. With a pair of strong hands holding her legs up and apart while another pair groped her sensitive breasts there was nothing she could do except enjoy the many sensations assaulting her. They'd barely started thrusting and she was already gasping for air, her head slumping against Albus' chest and her fingers gripping James's shoulders so tight he winced. Her eyes drifted towards Harry's shame wracked visage and her smile visibly widened, although it did falter several times when they began to move in earnest and the pleasure really started flooding in. A constant stream of fluids cascaded from her pussy to make the furious, wet slapping even more vulgar with every passing second. Her cum soaked asshole clamped down around the cock defiling it with enough force to set little strands of spunk erupting from her utterly ruined holes. The fluids dripped down both of her son's members to pour like a waterfall onto the floor below them. The harder or faster her son's moved the more enthusiastically Ginny's body squirmed and gushed atop their shafts. When they started thrusting in unison, both of their shafts burying themselves deep inside her at the same time, she started to wonder if this would be the time they finally broke her.

Little did their slutty, gasping mother know James and Albus had something special in store for her on this special occasion. And to a lesser extent their impotent father as well. There weren't many thing left for the three of them to try for the first time but what little remained on that ever dwindling list was something they all looked forward to. Considering how perfect their position was and how hungry Ginny was for their dicks it seemed like the perfect time. Their eyes locked for a split second and each one nodded. Without warning Albus suddenly wrenched his cock from her ass. The force and speed of his unexpected exit elicited a protracted scream from their mother, her freshly gaped asshole winking in the open air as cum was loudly and forcefully evacuated from her hole. Any semblance of control vanished in that moment as she squirted several loads of gooey spunk straight from her nearly prolapsed hole in the blink of an eye. And before her ruined pink hole had started to recover Albus pressed his cock against her already stuffed pussy. Realizing what was about to happen a split second after he started pushing Ginny cried out her son's name, whether in protest or encouragement they'd never know. After a particularly forceful thrust the tip of his shaft forced it's way into her breathtakingly tight slit. Both James and Albus groaned at the sensation of their mother's pussy clamping down harder than they thought possible around her. She screamed in abject pleasure and amazement as her body was stretched in a way she didn't think possible outside of childbirth, her inner walls pushed beyond the breaking point as ecstasy flooded her body. Her initial reaction was so powerful she barely registered the remainder of his dick sliding balls deep inside her cunt until he finally stopped moving. In that one, sobering moment of realization she felt both of their shafts pressed tightly against her cervix, felt all the precum oozing from their tips, and felt every single throb of their dicks as they enjoyed what no child was ever supposed to know. The whole experience was absolutely transcendent and she could think of only one response to answer with.

"Oh fuck yes!" Ginny cried, "Oh God boys don't stop! Don't stop until you get me pregnant! I want your babies inside me so badly! Get me pregnant right away, do what your father couldn't!"

Having already decided to do exactly what she was begging them to accomplish long ago James and Albus continued to fuck the moaning, slobbering wreck that used to be their sweet mother. Both of their cocks pounded away at the pussy that'd given birth to them. Her inner walls were stretched beyond comprehension by their massive shafts. Each dick by itself was enough to make her squirm and further emphasize how lackluster Harry's had been. When both were stuffed balls deep inside her at the same time it was nothing short of sexual bliss. Their hands roamed her body in a greedy, almost possessive way to touch and grope her soft flesh while they relished in their task. Juices constantly gushed out of her cunt as the mere thought of having a child with either of her sons made Ginny cum over and over again. Or perhaps more accurately it made her cum once and their unceasing fucking kept her ecstasy going long past what'd been possible before she became their loves. In fact the constant ebb and flow assaulting her senses was such that it became harder and harder for her to think, breath, or do anything but ride their dicks. The furious slapping of their flesh against hers became the only sound her mind could process. Much in the same way her passionate moans and half formed sentences were the only things James and Albus registered. Harry was the only one taking in the entire, impossible to believe sight before him and no matter how long he stared his mind couldn't quite comprehend what it was witnessing.

"Th-i-i-i-i-s i-i-i-i-s wh-a-a-a-a-t re-e-e-e-e-al m-e-e-e-e-n f-u-u-u-u-u-u-ck l-i-i-i-i-ke!" Ginny moaned, barely able to get even that much out.

Of course it hardly mattered how much she managed to say, just about anything would've hurt Harry's wounded and fading pride. Sitting tied to a chair with a vibrator pressed against his prostate, his son's cum splattered across his thighs, and his own vastly less potent seed dripping down his legs had that effect regardless of any words his wife might say. But all of that paired with the sight of her having the kind of sexual experience he couldn't ever give her while James and Albus literally and figuratively took his role from him was the extra punch needed to utterly demoralize him. He continued to watch the erotica display, Ginny's writhing body and once tight pussy never failing to draw his eyes, despite how utterly defeated he felt. There was something almost hypnotic in the way his sons continued to fuck their mother well past the point where he'd have finished and been unable to go on. Part of him wanted to pretend it was the result of youthful vigor or hormonal differences. Maybe even the fact that there were two of them. Yet he knew the real reason. Not even when he was their age could Harry fuck the way they were fucking. He'd never so much as glimpsed a hint of the expressions flitting across his wife's face. With every thrust she looked as if a little bit more of her mind had vanished into nothingness, as if their cocks were literally driving out any semblance of rational thought or higher brain functions one push at a time. The sheer amount of juices squirting out of her sopping wet slit every second was nothing short of incredible as well. Until this emotionally devastating experience he never knew a woman could look, sound, and act in the way Ginny was. All thanks to the wildly thrusting cocks of his own sons.

Yet it was only when James and Albus finally climaxed that he truly knew what it was like to be completely cuckolded by his boys. As Ginny cried out louder and more passionately than every before James and Albus shoved their dicks as deep as they possibly could inside the woman that'd given birth to them. It was such a powerful, bestial movement that in near perfect unison both of their cocks forced open her cervix to finally dip inside the womb they were born from. All three of them tensed as one and Harry watched, his breath stuck in his throat and his heart pounding. His wife was the first to move, her every muscle seemingly twitching at once while her eyes rolled back in her head and her voice finally died in her throat. The reaction of James and Albus was vastly more understated but no less powerful despite that fact. Each of their dicks swelled and pulsed to a size that made their father feel even more inadequate than ever before. Particularly when he thought about all the cum exploding into Ginny's pussy with every passing second. Just one of their spurts was enough to almost match Harry's entire output and each new throb sent an entirely fresh, thick jet of cum swirling around within their mother's belly. Since that amount alone would've been enough to get her pregnant both of them unloading such an incredible volume at the same time all but guaranteed she'd be having their child. Or maybe even their children. There was so much jizz spraying into her before long Ginny's pussy was completely overflowing and thick strands of her sons' spunk was oozing from her pussy. Watching each sticky globule stretch from her slit and fall to the already soaked floor was something Harry couldn't avoid no matter how hard he tried. More than once he managed to tear his gaze away from the sight to look elsewhere, only to find his eyes inextricably drawn back before he could stop it. He even went as far as subconsciously licking his lips at the sight.

After emptying what was without a doubt the biggest load either of them had ever produced so deep inside their mother her eggs were swimming in cum James and Albus gradually lowered her onto the bed. They pulled out a few moments later and made sure their father could see the ruined, jizz soaked and cock gaped mess that was his wife's pussy. For good measure James even slapped her clit and slid nearly his entire hand inside her hole while smiling directly at his 'father'. As soon as he was finished both of them left the room as agreed upon. Well in advance Ginny knew she'd need some time alone with her now useless husband. Time to gloat and time to sow a few more seeds for the transformation they'd been giving him. Now that he was useless as the man of the house it was time to turn him into something a little more worthwhile. Unfortunately for her plans Ginny hadn't anticipated how hard, fast, and wonderfully her sons would fuck her. She wanted to get up and say something to Harry as soon as they set her down but there was no way her trembling legs could accomplish such a feat without some recuperation. She was barely able to toll onto her side and look at him with a deliriously happy smile, the same one she'd worn at the birth of all three of their children. The same one she'd worn every time she'd made love with Albus and James. And the same one she'd never once showed Harry outside of those examples, not even for a moment.

"Don't worry Harry," Ginny cooed, "We won't forget about you. Albus has something special in mind for you! Something more appropriate for the girly half man you've become. And I'll be there every step of the way to make sure you really get to embrace the woman our son will turn you into."

Sliding off the bed and staggering towards her husband Ginny smiled wickedly at him. Their sons' cum dripped from her body and oozed out of her thoroughly fucked holes with every clumsy step she took towards him. The almost inhuman fucking they'd given her made it nearly impossible for her to walk straight but thankfully her mind was clear. Harry's open mouthed, heartbroken stare was strangely clarifying. So much so when she reached him there was little challenge in sitting down on his lap and wrapping her arms around him like she used to. Only now it wasn't as his lover or anything close to such a relationship. The spunk soaking into her skin attested to that as surely as anything could. Indeed the only reason she bothered at all was to hold his head in place as she swooped in for sudden, lustful kiss. But the passion wasn't for her limp dick husband, it was for the sissy little woman he'd soon before. For the arousal she felt at giving him his first proper taste of spunk as Albus' thick load passed from her lips to his. She'd managed to save a small mouthful for him and although he resisted at first Harry was quickly given the taste of his youngest son's cum from the woman that used to be his faithful wife. While his mind recoiled at the taboo being broken his body was strangely accepting of the tasty, virile jizz assaulting his taste buds. Against his better judgment he allowed the semen to swirl about it his mouth, guided as it was by Ginny's tongue, for several seconds before finally gulping it down. He didn't even realize what he was doing until that thick, gooey mouthful of cum was siding into his stomach. It was almost like second nature to simply swallow it. Ginny pulled away soon after and smiled at him as she stood up once more.

"You're already getting the hang of it," She laughed, "I knew you'd love it once you tried it. I certainly did."

"Ginny . . ."

"You'll get plenty to enjoy soon enough. Albus and I have so much in store for you. Just look at you! You're already on the right track and we've barely started!"

Harry looked down at the sorry sight that was his mostly naked body, from the thoroughly ruined panties barely covering his flaccid cock to the numerous streaks of jizz covering his thighs, stomach, and underwear. He could still feel the vibrator buried in his ass and it's presence wasn't even remotely bothersome. Much like all the cum his sons had unloaded across him as if they were marking their territory or something. Ginny had certainly helped a fair share of that jizz splash over his meager, ineffectual dick to further his embarrassment but there was no pretending Albus and James hadn't deliberately done it of their own accord just as often. Just thinking about it made his own penis twitch as a shameful ripple of arousal flickered through his body. Even without a mirror he knew his cheeks were flushed crimson as well. Part of him wanted to break down and cry and the sheer emotional turmoil hitting him. The rest wanted to see where his wife and sons were going to take this whole affair. It was easy to pretend that notion was born out of some morbid curiosity yet he knew the real reason. They all did and there was no getting past it. As he looked up at his naked, jizz splattered wife and saw her smiling in a manner he'd never seen Harry couldn't help but slowly give up what little willpower he had left. Try as he might defiance just wouldn't rise up like it did when he was younger. He managed to hold her gaze for a few seconds until a weary sigh escaped his lips. Looking down at the floor unable to say anything else Harry waited for whatever they had in store for him.

"There's a good little slut," Ginny remarked, "I can't wait to see what our son turns you into. I've been fantasizing about it ever since he told me his plan. Soon you;ll get to feel what a perfect, manly cock feels like inside you." She knelt down and rested her hands on his thighs as she stared hungrily at him, "You're going to love everything about it. I can already tell . . ."

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"Ginny . . ." Harry said in a low, weak voice, "Ginny . . ."

"Oh Harry," She replied with a wicked smile as she straightened and turned away from him, "You've always been a disappointment as a man." Looking back at him from behind a curtain of fiery orange hair she clucked her tongue and looked down at his naked loins, "But with a cock that size what could anyone expect? You'd never be able to satisfy a woman with something so small and ineffectual. I'm amazed it can even get hard!"

Still in shock over what he'd witnessed and unable to respond to what his wife was saying Harry listened to her words. They stung more than all the pain he'd endured growing up. More than anything he could have imagined. But somewhere in the back of his mind a voice was starting to ask if she wasn't right. Never in his life had he seen Ginny act the way she had. In all the times they'd made love she'd never been so enthusiastic or eager. Perhaps there was some truth to what she was saying. Some small, minuscule truth. He wanted to brush aside those thoughts, to regain his masculinity and his marriage with some grand gesture. But he just sat there, smelling the scent of his boy's cum and his wife's pussy. Not even when he'd been under the effects of the Imperius Curse had his mind and body been so . . . blank.

"And you've always been effeminate." She continued, casually leaning against the dresser as though her son's jizz wasn't leaking from her body, "I used to envy how pretty your eye lashes were. How full your lips are. How girlish your jaw looks in the right lighting. How plump and round your ass is compared to most real men. Now I'm starting to realize I shouldn't have been. It even makes sense . . ." Ginny folded her arms and laughed as though suddenly realizing something, "No wonder you're always so submissive! Both in and out of the bedroom I've always been able to make you do whatever I want. I bet any strong woman could . . ."

"Ginny . . ."

"I finally get it. You're not a man. You're a sissy little girl just waiting to escape from what was supposed to be a man's body! It makes so much sense now!" She moved back towards him with a gleam in her eyes and fresh streams of arousal dripping down her thighs, "I wish I could have seen it sooner! I might have transformed you myself. I could have made you perfect for our son. Or should I say my real husband? But . . . I suppose if I did that I wouldn't be able to do it alongside him. I'm sure it'll be quite the bonding experience. For all of us. And when we're done Albus will have a new wife and James will have me. Of course I won't turn down our younger son if he decides to take me like a man takes a woman."

"Ginny . . . please . . ."

"Don't worry 'husband'. Soon you'll be happier than you ever thought possible. We just have to put in a little work to get you there."

Collecting her wand and pointing it towards her soon to be ex wife Ginny uttered a quick, mysterious incantation. It was one she'd created in secret with Albus and it's effects were as potent as they were immediate. All the cum splattered across his body vanished. Or more accurately it was absorbed into his skin while every single follicle of hair not atop his head or his eyebrows receded as well. A moment later his black locks started to grow. Taking on a far more lustrous sheen his hair curled and bounced is it stretched past his shoulders to cascade down his back. A few errant strands fell across his horrified, disbelieving face and now completely bare chest while the rest flowed down his back until it finally stopped a few inches above his bubble butt. Harry stared up at his wife with a curtain of fresh, luxurious hair framing his already feminine feature further enhanced by his new, far more appropriate style. For good measure Ginny cast another, more simple spell than caused a small, neatly groomed thicket of hair to appear above his meager little cock. Shaped like the lightning bolt scar on his forehead it would be the only follicles allowed to grow anywhere besides his head.

"There we go." She cooed. A shiver danced up her spine and she reached down to idly rub her clit with her free hand, "You already look the part and we've only just started. You'll be the perfect woman for our son! Maybe even better than me!"

Harry looked at his wife with a brokenhearted stare. There was nothing more he could say or do in the face of what was happening. He wasn't even sure he could find the willpower even if an idea came to him. Letting his head slump forward and his eyes close he listened to her soft footsteps as she approached and wondered what else might be in store for him. Once again a small, almost impercetible part of him was actually curious. Not just a morbid curiosity either. But it was still so latent and buried he couldn't quite acknowledge it despite very much being aware of it's presence. When he lifted his head to stare at Ginny he found her kneeling in front of him. Her wand was pointed directly at his flaccid cock and she had the widest grin on her face. She looked more elated than he'd ever seen her and somehow knowing that response was coming because of how much pleasure she took in turning him into a woman hurt just as much as her infidelity. Perhaps more. At least when she cheated on him with their son he might have done something to improve himself. To change and make her faithful again. But as she uttered another spell and a rush of magic filled his limp dick he knew there was nothing he could do to earn that privilege again. It seemed only being changed at the hands of his wife and son would fix the problems he hadn't even known about.

"That spell was my favorite." She whispered to him, "It's something I discovered a long time ago but never thought I'd actually use. Do you want to know what it does or should I keep it a surprise?" Harry didn't react in any way but to stare into her eyes with a melancholy look on his face. "Oh all right I'll tell you! From now on you won't be able to get hard or even be aroused unless your treated like a proper woman. I know you already had trouble getting it up but now you'll always be hard. Whenever Albus or I treat you like the good little slut you'll become. In fact . . ." Scanning his body and remembering something that might demonstrate her point better than anything else, "I think I know the perfect way to show you!"

"How?" Harry asked, hating that he'd given in but unable to ignore her deliberate teasing a moment longer.

Absolutely beaming with delight at his question Ginny bit her lower lip and simply answered, "By teaching you how to be a woman. First in the bedroom and then in every other part of life too. Now stand up." She waved her wand and the bindings keeping Harry in place vanished. He did as she ordered and Ginny responded by saying "Accio vibrator!"

Suddenly he was gasping and squirming in shameful, humiliating arousal as the toy rammed so far into his asshole was magically pulled free. For an all too breif moment his cock throbbed at the stimulation, a pathetic little dribble of runny precum oozing from the tip while the rest of it momentarily sprang to life. The sensation wasn't enough to get him completely hard but it certainly sent a full body tremor coursing through him. Without even realizing Harry had thrown his head back in a silent moan. His curly black hair fell across his face, fluttering as he gasped and adding an even more slutty, bedraggled look to his already womanly appearance. Ginny was absolutely delighted by his reaction. She couldn't tear her gaze away from him as she held the wet toy in her free hand. Pussy juice flowed freely down her thighs and her arousal was such that she almost wanted to call her sons into the room right then and there. But her desire for a real cock was tempered by the allure of the end goal she was working towards and for the time being she managed to stifle her lustful, incestuous urges.

"God, you're the perfect woman for our son!" She gasped, eyeing him up and down while he slowly regained control and his limp little dick fell still. "I can't believe it took us this long to see it! We'll definitely have to make up for lost time. And luckily for you I know the perfect way to start. Get on your knees."

Even in the near fugue state Harry was operating under he had an idea where this was all headed. Yet despite that he still sank to his knees. His lips slowly parted as he looked up at his wife and he wasn't sure if that was because of what he guessed she had in mind or because he was so tantalizingly close to her sweet cunt. Memories of what he'd thought were the good old days flooded back to him as he smelled her pussy. But like everything else in his life that too was corrupted by the pungent, salty odor of jizz. Knowing it belonged to his son just made him tremble a little harder. Whether from arousal or disgust he couldn't tell. Most likely a combination of both. Whatever the reason it made for an undeniably perfect sight as he sat like an obedient little whore in front of Ginny, his plump ass resting against his legs and his hands nervously clasped at his side. Although it couldn't get hard his prick was tingling in a very strange way. Almost like it was anticipating what would come next. The sensation made for a very strange, yet not unwelcome, addition to the medley of emotions swirling around inside him at that moment. Finally unable to resist her many flights of fancy Ginny stepped closer to him and slowly rubbed her pussy with dildo that'd only moments ago been stuffed in her 'husband's asshole. She teasingly stroked her clit and pushed it between her glistening outer folds. After a few seconds she grinded against it and let out a very genuine moan. Her fluids cascaded around it's thick length and she couldn't help but flick some of them onto Harry's face when she finally pulled it away.

"I thought you might like to see what it looks like when a woman's turned on. Properly turned on and not just going along with it. I know you've never experienced that on the giving side. But soon you'll know all about it on the receiving end. Albus will see to that. But before he does it's my duty as a mother and his lover to make sure you're good enough for my baby boy. Which means it's time to stop teasing and get down to business!"

Ginny held up the now wet and dripping dildo for Harry to see before tapping it with her wand and speaking another phrase. Immediately it started to twist and reform, growing several centimeters in girth and length while also sprouting several straps and buckles from one end. A large pair of balls appeared near the base and the entire thing took on a surprisingly realistic coloration. One that immediately made him furrow his brow. Though he couldn't say why something about the way it looked after the Transfiguration spell seemed oddly familiar. It'd gone from a nondescript and purposefully fake looking sex toy into something quite lifelike. As he stared Harry slowly started to realize why it looked familiar. The last time he'd seen a dick with that general shape and contour it was busily and enthusiastically fucking his wife. Letting his mouth fall open a little wider as the realization hit him he looked from the newly created strapon modeled after Albus' dick to Ginny's beaming expression. She knew immediately that he'd recognized the look of the toy but there was so much more for him to discover. Spoiling the surprise now would only ruin the joy of him learning first hand what it was capable of. So she held her tongue and simply reinforced what he already knew. More for her own enjoyment than anything else.

"Now this is what a real dick should look like." She remarked, slowly stroking it and even licking the tip a few times, "It should be thick, hard, and ready to fuck. Nothing like that weak little thing you've always had. When Albus first compared it to a clit I wasn't sure I agreed. But after he and James taught me what real men with real cocks are able to accomplish . . . well I changed my tune." Ginny strapped the dildo onto her body. It fit nice and snugly around her waist and ass, covering up nearly all evidence of her pussy thanks to it's impressive size, "There we go . . . now it's just like the real thing! Now . . . open your mouth and get ready for your first lesson."

Hating himself for doing it Harry's lips parted. Ginny moved a bit closer to him but stopped just shy of actually pushing her faux cock inside his hole. Instead she merely rested the tip against his outstretched tongue and let him figure out what happened next. While he hardly needed to guess what she wanted him to do actually following through with it was another matter entirely. For several seconds Harry simply knelt there with a replica of his son's dick resting on the edge of his mouth, feeling all at once humiliated and strangely liberated. For the first time since this whole thing started he was actually given a modicum of control. Admittedly it was only a tool to further humiliate and feminize himself but even knowing that he still felt . . . glad. Glad that he could go at his own pace and glad that when he did eventually give in he wasn't just playing the part of a passive observer anymore. What finally spurred him into moving forward was the unexpected surprise of a thick, creamy dollop of what he assumed to be precum oozing onto his tongue. It touched his body and immediately set his nerves on fire. A bolt of pleasure arced down his spine and as it rolled into the back of his throat to be swallowed up Harry could swear every centimeter it glided across tingled in a way he'd never experienced. Immediately he wanted more, wanted to taste as much as he could get. Down between his tightly clenched thighs his meager little prick was started to perk up. Although it didn't have very far to go it swelled as much as it could and even dripped out a little precum of it's own. But that fact went completely unnoticed by both Harry and Ginny. The latter was too delighted by what she was witnessing and the former was much too focused on steadily pushing himself further onto the model of Albus' dick. It wasn't very hard to get the first couple centimeters past his lips. Despite how humiliating and pathetic he felt there was an odd sense of accomplishment as the tip pushed into the back of his throat.

But once it hit that barrier his utter lack of experience with such things manifested. First in the form of a small but prominent gag and then with a bit of sputtering and drooling as his body convulsed a little from the strange sensation. His reactions grew more visceral and more pronounced with every centimeter that pushed inside after that. Especially when Ginny's dick began to slide down into the deeper recesses of Harry's throat. Tears formed in the corners of his eyes as he came to a stop around the halfway point, unable to proceed but unwilling to pull back and admit defeat. Not because he wanted to keep going. Rather because he didn't want to be a failure at this as well. The shame and guilt that his wife had heaped upon him for what felt like days on end was weighing heavily on his mind. He knew if he tried to pull back she would mock him. Tell him how he couldn't even suck cock properly and then most likely force him to do it anyways. But try as he might Harry simply couldn't fight his natural gag reflex for a moment longer. If he tried pushing forward even a little bit he'd retch loud enough to fill the house and a good amount of bile would swell up in his esophagus. After gulping it back down several times in a row he finally looked up at Ginny with a defeated expression. His girlish face wrapped around her fake dick made the Potter matriarch swoon in pleasure. Juices flowed from her pussy in such quantities she wanted nothing more than for James and Albus to burst in and fuck her stupid. But there would be time for such things later. Right now she had a job to do. As a mother it was her responsibility to make sure a woman was good enough to be with her wonderful caring boy. Any other details were superfluous or barely worth focusing on. All that mattered was getting the sissy slut currently gagging on rubber dick in the perfect place to be Albus cock sheath.

Reaching out at a leisurely pace she grabbed two fistfuls of Harry's bouncy, girlish hair. Holding his head in place she slowly moved her hips backwards. Slowly his sputtering and gagging stopped as the cock withdrew from his mouth. Down between his tightly clenched thighs his own worthless dick was standing at full attention. For what little that was worth. Precum was beginning to pool in his lap alongside the copious amounts of spit dripping down Harry's bare chest and it served as a near constant reminder of just how much he was submitting to his wife and son. Almost more so than the cock now perched on the edge of his lips. Gasping and panting in relief he looked from the modeled phallus to his wife several times, his expression going from confusion to hope. Whatever it was he wanted to happen she could say but when Ginny slid her cock back into his throat the look of surprise on his face was tempered with a small but noticeable amount of pleasure. And although still gagged and convulsed after a few seconds his movements weren't nearly as violent until she neared the point at which he'd been forced to stop. But when she hit that spot she didn't stop moving. Instead she continued another couple of centimeters while her 'husband' choked around her dick. His eyes rolled back in his head and his entire body trembled as he was stuffed with dick. Unable to believe how much had gone inside already Harry could only hope she'd retreat before he started to suffocate. The edges of his vision were already starting to darken and his quickening heart beat only made it feel more intense. Letting him stay there, like that, for just long enough to make him question what was going to happen next Ginny finally withdrew her cock from his throat and allowed him a split second to recover. The desire to fuck him into submission had to be tempered. All the spells and potions in the world couldn't match good old fashioned training.

Over and over again for the better part of an hour they repeated the process with Ginny pushing a little deeper inside his throat each and every time. She made sure to give him plenty of breaks without ever completely halting the flow of their progress. It was important Harry learn how to suck and work a cock regardless of his discomfort. As evidenced by his increasingly pleasured reactions enjoyment wasn't much of a concern by that point. Around the time she was able to get three quarters of her dick inside her mouth he'd started quietly moaning whenever there was enough room for noise to properly escape. Which wasn't often but when it happened the sound was impossible to miss. She started rewarding him by holding her cock deep in his throat for longer period of times. Always at or around the point just before he really started to gag. In return she noticed and felt his tongue darting from his mouth to slurp along the underside of the shaft. Never for very long and always without a great deal of confidence. Of course the fact that it was happening at all made her smile triumphantly down at him and even stroke his feminine locks. As his lips came ever closer to the base of her cock she thought more and more about how best to truly demonstrate the benefit of his new skill. There were many routes to take and she wanted to indulge in them all regardless of how possible it would be. When he finally reached the bottom and stopped with his lips snugly around the end with a pair of fake balls pressing against his chin Ginny audibly moaned. Pulling one hand from his head to grope her breasts she smiled down at the pathetic, sissy excuse for man at her feet. He'd done even better than she expected, which only reinforced what she'd known all along. In a moment of clarity she decided to take the simplest and most obvious path in rewarding her slut of a 'husband'. Speaking aloud the command word she moved her hips back until the head of her shaft was resting comfortably on his tongue and waited for the realization to hit him. Cum poured into his mouth at a steady rate and it was quickly swallowed up almost on instinct.

"Do you like how that tastes?" She asked, "You'll get to experience it all the time once we're done turning you into a proper whore for your son." Harry's confused look was made even more comical by the fat, rubber dick he was still sucking on. Ginny enjoyed his confusion for a moment before clarifying, "That cum you're tasting? It's not fake. It belongs to Albus. It's being magically extracted from my pussy and pumped into your sissy throat at my command." She pulled back to let him taste a bit more after that revelation, the bitter yet amazing flavor making Harry's head spin and his entire body trembled. She rammed it back down his throat a moment later and added, "We thought you should get used to it as soon as possible."

He sputtered and gagged as his still uncooperative body was roughly fucked for a few seconds. For a moment Ginny let herself go wild and the result was a bout of furious and uncompromising thrusting that sent him right over the edge. Squealing and moaning around the cock busily pouring his son's jizz into his mouth Harry's eyes shut and his entire body stiffened. Cum pathetically seeped out of his cock, neither spurting nor exploding as it should but rather leaking not unlike how a woman might orgasm. It oozed out of her twitching little excuse for a manhood and lasted all of five seconds before his balls were drained and his thighs were even more soaked. Yet somehow and in a way that completely defied past experience his climax didn't end there. Rather pleasure continued to flicker outward through his body for quite some time afterwards. Arriving like waves cresting on a beach it washed over him again and again. It wasn't long before he noticed it radiating outward from his mouth, particularly every spot Albus' cum had touched. Ginny noticed his reaction and slowed her movements accordingly to give him another creamy taste of what real jizz was like. Harry instantly moaned as he felt and tasted more spunk, his throat swallowing it up without a second thought. In that moment he didn't care how he looked or the circumstances that'd brought him to that point. All that mattered was how amazing it felt and how badly he wanted it to keep going. After more than a minute of trembling whimpers and shamefully girlish noises he finally stopped cumming enough to process the look on Ginny's face. As she grinned down at him and pulled free from his slutty mouth a wild eyed expression overtook her blushing face. Harry stared at her with an almost blankly aroused expression. His mouth sat open and spit dripped from his lips while the bitter remnants of his son's jizz remained on his taste buds.

Without saying a word she walked past him and climbed onto the bed. Lying flat on her back with her cock pointed straight up she gave him an expectant look when he turned to see what she was doing. His eyes widened slightly and nervously swallowed several times. Ginny's intentions were clear and even though every fiber of his being was struggling against the thought Harry stood up. Like he was under the effects of the Imperius curse he climbed onto the bed and approached his prostrate teacher. He crawled on his hands and knees towards her before straightening and looking at the turgid rubber phallus nearby. Ginny continued to smile at him, even going as far as idly stroking her fake cock while he took his time. If he couldn't bring his sissy ass onto the dildo she'd happily bring it to him but she wanted to see what would happen first. To her complete delight and satisfaction after several seconds of wordless contemplation Harry slowly threw a leg over her waist. Straddling her stomach with his ass poised above the cock and his entire body trembling he stared down at Ginny as if expecting her to suddenly tell him it was all one big joke. That everything up until that point hadn't happened and he was about to wake up from a dream. Her coyly arched eyebrow and expectant looked dashed those hopes quite effectively. Yet despite that he could only lower himself a few inches and rest his quivering asshole against the tip. Although he wasn't exactly inexperienced with anal and he'd spent the entirety of Ginny, Albus, and James' lovemaking with a toy in his ass this felt different. It felt momentous somehow. Like there was no going back if he sat down. Shivering and panting as the decision weighed on him Harry bit his lip in a most effeminate way and nervously gripped the sheets on either side of his wife. Unconsciously rubbing his hole against the well lubricated dildo and moaning a little he couldn't deny how instinctive it felt to lower himself onto that cock. How logical it seemed after the enjoyment he'd faced just sucking on it. If that kind of pleasure was possible from a blowjob what would happen when it was stuffed up his admittedly slutty hole?

"Ginny . . ."

"Just do it you sissy faggot!" She moaned, "Stop pretending you're anything other than a cock starved woman in disguise and ride my cock!" Her hands snaked around his waist but rather than push him onto her dick she simply held on, further reminding him of his role as he hovered above her, "Don't you want to know what it's like? I know you felt jealous watching our sons fuck me. But who were you really jealous of, them or me? Right now you have the chance to know what I was feeling. To experience what it means to be taken like a woman. To cum like one. All you have to do is slide that big, fat cock inside your ass pussy. That's it."

"That's it?"

"That's it. Once you do you can feel everything I felt and more. You'll love it so much you won't know why you ever lived your life as anything other than cum drunk, cock loving bitch. Just do it you sissy faggot . . ."

Swallowing what felt like the last of his pride Harry lowered himself onto the cock already teasing his asshole. Without any trouble at all the large head popped inside him. Instantly his cocks started to throb and shivers danced up and down his spine. He continued to push himself down as slowly as he could, hating how good it felt but loving the slow, leisurely feeling of being filled. For whatever reason actually doing it himself seemed to make all the difference. Much like with the earlier blowjob being in control, as much as possible anyways, let him not only adjust to the sensations but also his growing understanding of what his new role meant. He only had to looked down at his impotently twitching dick to know why taking cock was so much better. Even without all the pleasurable sensations radiating outwards from his ass he couldn't deny this was what a real prick was supposed to be like. Never in his life had he caused these kinds of feelings in Ginny. Although he couldn't see what a whimpering, moaning sight he was Harry could certainly feel his body responding to every centimeter of rubber cock that entered his hole. The only time he'd ever seen his wife reacting the way he was now had been with his sons. Everything was slowly becoming clear to him and that dawning comprehension made the pleasure even greater. By the time he was at the base with his plump buttocks resting against Ginny's waist Harry had all but completely submitted to the feeling of that cock in his ass. Part of him was even wondering what it might feel like to have the one it was molded after inside him as well. But despite how overcome he was Harry still couldn't accept that kind of urge yet. But he was close and nobody knew it better than his wife.

Still retaining her hold on Harry's waist Ginny allowed him to settle onto her cock at his own pace. She smiled and moaned a little when he finally stopped with the entire length of Albus' shaft buried snugly within in. Feeling that stiff little prick twitching against her belly while the contractions of his ass shifted the entire strapon was an absolute treat. Once upon a time she'd hated the sight of that pathetic dick. Taking it inside her body had been so unsatisfying she couldn't even put words to her disappointment to this day. Yet now she absolutely adored the sight. Seeing it dangling between his thighs while he gradually rose back up her cock demonstrated just how ideal his new role was. Were all the moaning, precum, and general aura of bliss not enough to demonstrate it. Harry slid almost all the way back up to the tip before letting him fall back down again with a nice, wet slap. Both of them felt the force of his impact, the bed groaning a little while he moaned and she laughed. The motion was repeated as quickly as possible with exactly the same effect. More precum than ever oozed from his flopping, useless member, much of it streaking across Ginny's stomach thanks to the steadily increasing pace of Harry's movements. Almost entirely without realizing it he'd started moving faster and faster with every pass. The constant pleasurable feedback of a nice hard dick scraping against his inner walls never failed to make him shiver. And the more it happened the better he felt. So in that way it only made sense for him to move faster whenever possible. When his wife helpfully started pulling him down onto her dick, adding a little extra and much appreciated force, he quickly realized just how good that kind of pleasure could be. Something big was building up inside him. It felt uncannily like the enjoyment he'd experienced earlier only more potent and uncompromising. After a couple of minutes that bliss started to reveal itself and his mistress didn't hesitate to capitalize on it.

"Are you gonna cum you sissy whore?" Ginny asked as Harry bounced up and down with increasing speed, his erect but still pathetically small cock flopping every which way as he did, "Is this big, fake cock modeled after your son's prick gonna make you cum?"

"Uh huh!" He moaned, unable to deny the pleasure rushing through his body, "I-it's gonna make me cum!"

"Good! Then fucking cum you slut! Cum on that dick and feel what it's really like to be a woman! Feel exactly where you belong and exactly why you could never be a real man!"

While not quite as eager as her 'husband' Ginny was still overjoyed by both how easily Harry had given in and how effortless it was to bring him to orgasm. She'd done little more than provide him the opportunity and he'd done all the work himself. Once Albus got involved an actively fucked his sissy father there was no telling how spectacular the results would be. In a moment of weakness and lust she started thrusting into Harry's tight, quivering ass pussy. Wanting to see his orgasm face and make him feel how it was to really be fucked she slammed his hole in a burst of eager movement. Harry's eyes rolled back in his head and his mouth fell open in a silent scream. His back arched and his curly black hair flew every which way as an earth shaking orgasm washed over him. It felt as though every nerve in his body had been set on fire. All thoughts and feelings beyond those centered around the ecstasy assaulting his every sense vanished. Watery jets of cum exploded out of his cock, each jet more akin to those a woman might excrete during climax than anything an actual man could produce. Ginny moaned as it streaked across her stomach, much of it splashing across her tits and even landing on her face thanks to their vigorous motions. It was the first time in her life she was actually glad to feel his cum on or inside her. Knowing it all came as a result of their son's fat dick spurred her to fuck him even harder while he simultaneously grinded and bounced against her with added vigor. Jizz continued to spurt from his twitching cock for far, far longer than normal as the stimulation to his newly created ass pussy forced his body to expel every last drop it could in that moment. Hopefully he'd still have something left to release when it came time for Albus to show him what a real man was like in the bedroom. But even if there wasn't she had ever confidence the pathetic, mewling woman riding her strapon would adore every second of whatever was given to 'him'.

"How'd you like the real thing?" Ginny asked, ramming her fake cock deep into Harry's ass with a wet slap, "How'd you like to feel your son's thick, hard dick taking your ass again and again? Rewarding you for being such a good little girl and showing you how much better it is to submit and be his sissy slut?"

Although he wanted to say no Harry could only utter a long, feminine moan as his cock ached with longing and the rest of his body was wracked by constant tremors. He threw his head back and squealed at the ceiling while his hips grinded against Ginny's waist. Taking that as a yes she immediately sat up and pushed her former husband onto his back. He gasped at the sudden change in position, correctly assuming it was time for the really vigorous sex to start. He was right about that but entirely wrong about who'd be doing it as Ginny slowly pulled out. With a needy little whimper Harry sat lifted his head to stare at her while tight little asshole gaped in the open air. His quickly softening cock disgorged a little dollop of precum onto his belly and he almost asked what was going on. But before he could find his voice every question was answered as Ginny called out to their son. A moment later the bedroom door opened and Albus stepped into the room still completely naked. His cock was so hard it was pointed almost straight in the air despite how large it was. The way it bounced and swayed as he approached the bed made both women tingle. Harry's ass winked several times and his own meager shaft sprang back to life. The mere prospect of taking a real dick had him so excited his mind didn't even question the absurdity of it all. He was just so worked up he needed a release any way he could get it.

Albus climbed onto the bed and gave his mother's juicy ass a firm spank, "Thanks Mum." he said, "You're the best."

"I love you baby." She cooed, sliding her arms around him and kissing her son more passionately than she'd ever kissed Harry. Their tongues intertwined and his hands snaked around her shoulders to crush her against him. Constantly aware of her 'husband' Ginny reached down and stroked Albus' fat, throbbing cock a few times. Both to feel it for herself and to further remind Harry what was about to happen to his ass. When she eventually pulled back she stared deep into her son's eyes and said, "Now take this big, beautiful dick and show your sissy slut of a fiance what it means to really get fucked!"

"Yes ma'am!"

Harry's ears, and her cock, perked up at Ginny's use of the word 'fiance' but she didn't have long to consider the ramifications of it. Not with her son's cock fast approaching his suddenly quivering and unprepared hole. Gasping and covering her face in shame she tried to wriggle away but Albus quickly grabbed her waist and held her steady. She stared up at him through her fingers, those curly black tresses Ginny had granted her splayed out across the bed beneath her in a rather picturesque manner. A little whimper spilled from her lips and her legs instinctively lifted in an effort to hide herself from his amazed stare. There was some almost adoring about the way he looked at her body and it made her feel more embarrassed and nervous than anything else. At least when Ginny was fucking him she'd been rough and crude. That much she could handle but the way Albus moved and looked it didn't feel like he was being used. It felt like they were about to make love and Harry simply couldn't handle that kind of emotional connection in the state he was in. Luckily for both of them she didn't have much choice in the matter and come hell or high water her son was going to fuck her.

The moment his pulsing, precum soaked tip pressed against her still slightly gaped ass Harry moaned and called out his name, "Albus!" she moaned in wonderfully girlish voice, "Albus!" Pulling her hands down to partially cover her mouth she repeated her appeal one final time, "Albus . . ."

Neither Ginny nor her son were sure if Harry was begging him to stop or quietly begging him to keep going. The former would have been an adorable last ditch effort to halt something already decided while the latter would have been the most arousing thing either of them had ever heard. In truth it was more like a little bit of both with even Harry herself not knowing for sure what exactly she wanted to or meant. But like so many other things it didn't matter one bit as Albus gently pushed his cock inside her well lubed asshole. Uttering one final gasp before her voice failed her and the corners of her vision went black Harry's back arched and she gripped the sheets so tightly her knuckles turned white. Despite having already been more than trained for what her son possessed somehow actually feeling his flesh and blood dick sliding inside her was like nothing else in the world. Feeling all at once thicker and bigger it seemed to stretch the walls of her asshole to the breaking point and fill her with a kind of breathless ecstasy that shouldn't even be possible. Her back continued to rise off the bed while her legs instinctively wrapped around Albus' waist. No longer concerned with anything other than the feel of that powerful, turgid dick slowly working it's way inside her Harry struggled to take even a single breath in the face of what she was feeling. When her eyes started to roll back in her head and her tongue emerged from her lips to dangle from the side of her mouth like a panting dog Ginny knew there was no going back for him. Quickly removing the strapon so she could bury it in her pussy she moved higher up the bed to lie on her side next to her 'husband' and watch him as the last few centimeters of their son's shaft glided into his now fully claimed pussy. The moment his hips came to rest against her softly trembling skin Harry collapsed against the bed in a heap of quivering, barely lucid flesh as the walls of his boy cunt squeezed Albus more tightly than anything he'd ever experienced. More than even his wildest fantasies.

"Oh God!" He groaned, "Oh you're so tight!"

"Albus!" Harry gasped, her voice as desperate as it was needy, "Albus your cock is so GOOD!"

Hearing those words put the biggest smile on his and Ginny's faces. Unable to help themselves they stared at one another in abject delight while he started thrusting. "That's right, it does feel good doesn't it?" Ginny whispered into Harry's ear, "Now you know what it's really like to be a woman. Now you really know why you're so much better suited to being your son's sissy fucktoy don't you?"

"I do!" Harry whimpered as her body shook and her ass jiggled from the force of Albus' vigorous thrusting, "I do-o-o-o-o-o!"

Grabbing her waist and pulling her onto his cock with a little extra force Albus groaned as his dick was squeezed by the tightest ass he'd ever experienced. Admittedly it wasn't a very high bar when his mother's was the only one before it but even with that caveat it was downright amazing how hard she gripped him. When he stared down her puffy little ring was actually distending as he pulled back, it stretched outwards considerably because it simply refused to loosen it's hold around his dick. The fact that such a tight, greedy little hole belonged to the feminized whore that used to be his father made the whole thing so much better. He was already seized by the urge to start fucking her as hard and as fast as he'd pounded Ginny. More so even because unlike his amazing mother he didn't have to share Harry with anyone. That sense of ownership turned him on like few other things could and before he knew it his dick was plunging in and out of her ass pussy like crazy. The wet impact of his body colliding with hers reverberated through the room while her passionate cries filled his ears and spurred him on just as much as the actually feeling of her body. Any time he felt his strength waning or his endurance falter he only had to look down at see her blushing face staring up at him from between curtains of silky black hair, her pouty lips eternally parted in a moan and her eyes begging for him to continue forever. Seeing such an intoxicating sight along with her supple, slender body writhing from every thrust and what passed for her cock twitching constantly against her belly never failed to give him a sudden, furious boost of energy. Often this translated into a sudden increase in speed as he wildly fucked her ass, the desire to make her scream and beg him for more taking precedence over all else. And luckily for all three of them Harry was more than happy to give and beg for dick with every breath not devoted to breathlessly moaning in ecstasy. She'd never felt so good in her entire life and if her son's dick was the source of that kind of pleasure she had no qualms making her appreciation known. At that moment in time nothing could be better than feeling her man's cock ravishing her asshole and treating it like the quivering little pussy that it was.

Her surprise upon leaning it could be better was almost beyond comprehension. Not fifteen seconds after Harry had that thought Albus suddenly and wordlessly pulled his cock from her ass. Moaning at his sudden and pleasurable exit she expected him to simply ram his dick back inside her a moment later and continue where he'd left off. Instead he climbed over her prone body to bury his prick somewhere else. Harry scarcely had time to gasp before her mouth was filled with the musky taste of her youngest son's cock. Her emerald eyes widened in surprise as she was suddenly deepthroating him without so much as a warning. They soon shut tightly and refused to open again while Albus resumed his thrusting unabated. Completely unconcerned with the sudden change in location he treated her mouth exactly the same way he'd treated her ass and Harry was beside herself with delight at the sensation. Without even realizing it her hands jumped to his waist, each grabbing one of his tight, muscular buttocks and holding on for dear life while she gagged and slobbered over his member. Spit drooled from the corners of her mouth the constant, wet gurgling that accompanied her throatfucking was even louder and more indecent that her eager moans. Albus grunted in satisfaction at how good it felt to really fuck someone's face. He reveled in the total power he had while Ginny watched from the sidelines with breathless adoration. Mainly for her son but there was a small amount reserved for the sissy faggot that used to be her husband.

"That's it!" She exclaimed after nearly a minute of Harry choking on their boy's dick, "You just can't get enough of his dick can you slut? No matter where he puts it you're happy to have it aren't you? It's amazing you ever thought you could be a man!You've always been a cock starved little sissy bitch, I'm just sorry it took us so long to show you that! You could've been enjoying Albus' dick for years! I guess we'll just have to make up for lost time . . . lucky for you he's a real man!"

Being unable to respond to what Ginny was saying with words Harry's only recourse was girlishly moaning as her throat was violated again and again. Her eyes were still shut and she was starting to notice all the little details about sucking cock and having her face fucked. Like the way Albus' balls slapped against her chin with every thrust or how delicious his precum tasted when it was squirted onto her tongue. At some point his hands had grabbed the sides of her heads and his strong fingers buried themselves in her tousled locked. She felt unbelievably good being held in such a way. Like it was the perfect manner in which to be grabbed while violently gagging and choking back dick. Something about it just fit. But even more importantly it made her feel like exactly the kind of slut Ginny was describing. The kind that could satisfy a man the way she'd never been able to satisfy a woman. It was already happening with Albus and they'd barely even started. As time wore on and her body adjusted to the unending pleasure of his dick inside her throat she started to react in more feminine ways. Soon her back was arching and her asshole was winking in jealous resentment of the pleasures her mouth got to enjoy. She found herself pushing forward to try and gobble up more of his dick every time he thrusted inside her. Harry even began to deliberately move her tongue around his girth any time she had the chance. Be it when he was pulling back or slamming inside she was doing her best to work and service his prick. Although her efforts weren't nearly as skillful as Ginny's they had a certain desperate enthusiasm Albus hadn't felt with his mother. One he was eager to turn into the kind of talent that could suck him dry in a minute without every ruining her makeup. Except he fully planed on ruining her makeup anyways right afterwards.

More than ten minutes passed with the two of them locked in that embrace and Ginny drinking in the sight nearby. Harry spent nearly every second of it on the verge of passing out, the lack of sufficient air simply making the pleasure that much more potent. Once or twice Albus pulled out just long enough for her to catch her breath. His dick actually lefter her mouth and she gasped down a few lungfuls of air while the numerous strands of spittle connecting her lips to his shaft trembled. But as soon as she'd recovered enough for his liking he was back to using her throat like she was a cheap whore on the side of the road. There was no telling how long it would last but Harry quietly hoped he'd go until he finally came. After the teaser she'd been given before she was desperate to taste and feel his jizz inside her unsoiled by Ginny's pussy. As good as that had been there was an appeal to earning it herself and having it all to herself that couldn't be understated. So when he pulled back seemingly give her another break and continued to retreat she was seized by a rush of disappointment. It evaporated almost instantly when he moved back between her legs and stuffed his cock into her still gaping ass without missing a beat. Instantly remembering how good it felt to have him inside any part of her Harry cried out her son's name once more as her whole body trembled with the early rumblings of a nice, gushing orgasm.

"Now that's a good girl!" Ginny cooed, brushing Harry's tresses with her hand and smiling at her pleasure wracked expression, "Don't you just love our boy's fat, throbbing cock? Doesn't it feel wonderful to have it pounding you over and over while you surrender yourself to him?"

"It does!" Harry squealed, "It feels so good! Ahhhhhhh It feels so good Albus please don't stop! Please don't stop!"

"You heard him baby, don't stop fucking this sissy's tight little ass pussy. She wants you to give her a nice, creamy load of cum. Breed her like you would any other slut. So she knows she's really yours!"

"Of course!" Albus groaned, unable to respond with anything else.

With how good his woman's hole already felt, hearing her openly admitting she loved his cock while screaming for more and being encouraged by his mother was quite a lot to take in. Almost too much as it turned out. After years of fantasizing and weeks of planning actually being at that point was making his head spin and his body ache almost as much as Harry's. Luckily for both of them this 'weakness' manifested in an absolutely unhinged burst of thrusting. Lifting his fiance's hips off the bed and squatting over her upraised pussy Albus slammed down into that tight hole with every ounce of strength he had. Both Ginny and Harry were amazed and enthralled by the ferocity he displayed in those moments. It was like they were suddenly looking at an entirely different person. One that was hell bent of absolutely wrecking the whimpering cock sleeve beneath him while at the same time claiming her ravished hole and the rest of her feminine body as his personal property. The entire house was filled with the sounds of wet, colliding flesh and girly moan of pleasure. To such a degree anyone not familiar with what was really going on might assume it was Ginny being taken so vigorously by her husband. They'd have no idea it was what was left of her husband doing the moaning with their son fucking 'him' like the little whore 'he' was over and over again as she begged for more. All as the matriarch of the family watched and messily fingered herself right next to the spectacle. Of course the fact that nobody else knew what was really going on only made it more enjoyable for the three incestuous Potters. It was their private and perverted family secret with James being the only other one sharing in the true scope of things. Every merciless thrust of his cock into Harry's asshole was an unabashed finger the eye to the societal taboos meant to prevent such a thing. Every time she cried out in unrepentant ecstasy at the feel of her son's dick hammering her pussy they spit in the face of traditional family values. And they loved it.

Albus managed to last about five more minutes under his own power. By the end he was fucking his woman's thoroughly ravished hole like it was the last time he'd ever have the chance. His cock plunged in and out of Harry's pussy with a fervor even Ginny hadn't seen. Both in awe of her son and jealous of her 'husband' she masturbated harder than ever as he finally came to long, shuddering stop with his dick shoved balls deep inside his fiance. Letting out a final groan he gave his sissy little partner her first taste of fresh, gooey spunk deep inside her asshole. It exploded into her body with a force she'd never even dreamed possible. Even if she hadn't been completely overwhelmed by everything else about their lovemaking feeling that first, powerful and manly jet of spunk gushing inside her would've pushed her over the edge. Moaning so loudly her throat ached and the windows rattled Harry succumbed to yet another climax as even more watery jizz spurted from her madly twitching shaft. Compared to her man it was like a cup of water beside a geyser and the comparison only made her climax harder. More and more she was accepting the truth of the matter. She'd never been a real man. Not if Albus was any indication. And submitting her ass, along with the rest of her body, to him just made sense. Load after creamy load basted her inner walls and coated her so thoroughly in his seed she could feel little else within her. Even his wonderful dick was barely present in the torrent swirling around inside her freshly marked pussy. As if to further reinforce the differences in their roles he continued to drain his balls inside her long after she'd finished marking her belly in another few, pathetic streaks of what passed for cum. But in keeping with her role as the woman her orgasm continued well beyond the most apparent signs, waves of pleasure crashing through her and milking her man's prick for every drop it had to give in the process. Well after he was finished giving her the best gift any prospective sissy could hope for she continued to squeeze his dick with her tight walls. Spunk squirted out of her hole from the sheer force of her contractions and her eyes started to flutter. Feeling her willpower draining away as the excitement of the moment yielded to exhaustion Harry stared up at her partner with an adorably shocked look on her face right up until the moment her consciousness faded completely.

"I think she passed out." Albus said as his cock emerged and Harry's gaping asshole immediately started leaking cum, "I didn't think she'd be this receptive!"

"What did I tell you darling?" Ginny cooed, "I knew this little bitch would be the perfect woman for your manly charms." As she spoke her fingers wrapped around his dick while she slid behind him to kiss his neck, "You knew it too."

"Yeah I did . . ." He shuddered at his mother's touch as he stared down at the feminine mess that used to be his father, "I guess we won't have to worry about her trying to fight back."

"Oh I'm sure she'll make an attempt to return everything to normal soon. But you'll stop it just like you stopped her pathetic little charade of thinking she was a man."

"Yeah . . . yeah I will . . ."

"Until then . . ." Ginny nibbled his ear and laughed softly at how hard his cock had grown, "Why don't you satisfy yourself with Mommy's tight, wet pussy? Watching you fuck another girl makes me so horny I can't stand it anymore."

Wordlessly turning to face her Albus cupped his mother's face and slowly grinned. She smiled back at him, suddenly gasping as she was thrown onto the bed beside Harry's unconscious form. Pushing her legs aside and ramming his cock into her pussy her son groaned and said, "I'm gonna fuck you unconscious too!"

"Oh God yes! Do it baby! Make me cum so hard I forget I ever had this pathetic excuse for a husband!"

The next morning Harry woke in the guest bedroom with no memory of how he'd gotten there. For one, shining moment everything seemed perfectly normal besides that one little peculiarity. In the groggy, early morning state his mind was in everything that'd happened was simply a strange, mortifying dream and nothing else. But as he rolled onto his side only the twinge of residual pain in his ass and the feel of his waist length, flowing black hair irrevocably reminded him of what had transpired the previous day. The lines that'd been crossed and the utterly ruinous state of his family as a result of it all. Memories of how he'd acted filled his head, the thoughts of his shameful and indecent behavior only making him more embarrassed. He couldn't believe he'd acted that way. He couldn't believe Ginny, Albus, and James had done what they'd done. It was so much to take in he wished more than anything it was a dream. Or more accurately a nightmare. When he sat up the dull ache in his backside twinged and he let out a little groan. Angrily pushing the hair from his face Harry slid off the bed and stood up. With a small wince he walked towards the door fully intending to cut off his curly locks and demand answers from his wife and sons. Making it as far as grabbing the handle his escape attempt was stopped dead in it's tracks when the door suddenly swung open. Harry was forced to step back and a small gasp spilled from his lips as Albus stepped into the room and shut the door behind him.

A rush of unexpected and nearly paralyzing emotions flooded her body the moment she saw him. All of a sudden the memories from the previous night didn't seem quite so bad. Part of her still rebelled against them but seeing her man's big, swaying cock and his strong, naked form so tantalizingly close made the bad parts less somehow. Several times in quick succession she swallowed past a lump in her throat and tried to speak. But words simply failed her as she looked him up and down with wide eyes and a nervous flutter in her stomach. Taking another step back and licking her lips Harry wasn't sure what had suddenly come over her. No spell had been cast, no potion imbibed. Nothing different had happened and yet at the mere sight of Albus she was back to that mewling, obedient slut that'd so enjoyed his attentions last night. The discomfort in her rear was gone as well, now it was an entirely different and far more lascivious ache. There were so many things she wanted to say but all of them seemed to just die in her mouth as she looked at him. In particular as she looked into his strangely hypnotic eyes. Although the previous night they'd been alluring and dominant in ways that made her squirm now they were something else entirely. Something downright magical in nature. Although her overwhelmed and still broken mind couldn't quite reach that conclusion even with her instincts shouting it at her over and over again. Little did she know there was something different about Albus as he stepped towards her with a wide grin. It was a small change but one that would help him enact the second phase of his plan to turn Harry into the perfect, cock addled and cum lusting sissy wife. His mother had made the basilisk tear potion that gave him the hypnotic element already at play as well as another that wouldn't really manifest for a little while.

"Where do you think you're going Harriet?" Albus asked in a casual voice.

"T-that's not my name." Harry said in one last act of defiance, her voice quavering and uncertain as she stepped backwards, "My name is—"

"Harriet." He said again. "You name is Harriet." He locked eyes with her and stared intently for several seconds while she slowly inhaled.

"Harriet . . ."

"Yes."

"My name . . . is Harriet?"

"Yes it is."

"My name is Harriet."

Albus slowly nodded. He lifted a hand to gently brush aside her hair and caress her blushing cheek, "A pretty name for a pretty woman."

Harriet's face flushed even darker at the compliment and she nuzzled against his touch without even thinking about it, "Thank you . . ."

"You're welcome." Moving in closer and pressing his throbbing dick against her twitching and wholly inadequate member to reinforce his next words Albus said, "It's time you learn how our relationship will be."

"Okay." She meekly replied, both aroused and humiliated at the same time. The might of his dick against hers was nearly overwhelming and she struggled not to look down at salivate over his perfect cock. The hypnotic and powerful aura radiating from his gaze helped considerably, "Please tell me . . ."

"I'm the only man in our relationship. You're the only woman." He said in a commanding voice, "You're mine. You're daddy's favorite little girl. You don't have a cock anymore." Albus reached down to lightly brush his fingers against Harriet's twitching womanhood, "This is your clit. And it, like everything else, belongs to me. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes Daddy . . ."

"Good."

His hands moved to cup her cheeks in an almost romantic fashion and Harriet found herself relishing in the feel of his fingers against her cheeks. She nuzzled against his hands and shivered as arousal coursed through her body. His affection only lasted a moment before she was suddenly and roughly turned around. Gasping as her body was spun in place and her ass was pressed against his throbbing member she felt a strange pang of resistance flicker through her mind. Not unlike the rebellious burst that she'd awoken with it slipped into her thoughts the moment eye contact with Albus was broken. Before she could do anything foolish like resist his strong arms slid around her body. One slid up her lightly quivering stomach to find her neck and gently grasp it while the other drifted downwards to find her still throbbing clit. Another gasp burst from her lips upon feeling his touch returning. Both places he chose to lay his hands were so dominant in their own ways she couldn't help but trembled. Wanting to both submit and resist his assertions she was so conflicted. Albus' hand felt unbelievably good against her member. He'd barely touched it and already it was stiff and aching for more. When he slowly stroked the upper portion with a single finger she actually moaned. Her body naturally pushed back and his cock slid between her plump buttocks. Suddenly his dick was pulsing against her ass pussy and felt every ounce of his power ready to take her like the bitch she was. Yet still that element of discontent remained, just as strong as ever.

It wasn't until her head was suddenly turned to the side and her eyes were locked with Albus' that those feelings faded away. Once more staring into his hypnotic, awe inspiring gaze her mouth slowly opened and a pleading whimper spilled out. Immediately trapped under his stare yet again Harriet could feel him whispered into the very depths of her soul. Everything about the way he looked at her, the way his hands moved, and the way his body felt reminded her of what she stood to gain by letting him awaken her true self. It reminded her what that true self even was. Her hips timidly grinded against his cock while her clit ached with longing at his touch. Watery strands of precum oozed from the head at a constant rate with his stroking hastening the flow every time it occurred. Although it wasn't her place to ask for such things she wanted desperately for him to take her as a woman. For him to reinforce the words he'd said and use her as his little girl again and again. After experiencing a moment of doubt and being reassured all she wanted was for him to fuck every last shred of uncertainty out of her body and mind. Purge her of everything but the desire to be his and to serve him however she could. All the while being taken care of in the way a fiance should.

"Does it feel good when I play with your clit?" He asked, "Does feel good having my cock pressed against you?"

"It does Daddy!" Harriet moaned, "It feels so good! You're gonna make me cum!" She panted and moaned for a moment, her eyes gradually losing focus as the moment arrived, "Can I cum Daddy? Please say I can cum!"

Pretending not to hear his sissy lover's words despite how madly they made his cock twitch Albus continued stroking her clit with one finger. After a few seconds he brought a second to bear and both set to work on her member. Pulling her body tighter against his own he rubbed his cock against her asshole and let his thick, creamy precum smear across her thighs. Harriet shuddered and moaned but ceased begging, hoping against hope her soon to be husband would allow her the orgasm she so desperately craved. Her hands slowly moved to grab his arms, wanting neither to pull them away or guide them. She only desired to feel as much of his body as she could while he slowly showed her what it meant to be a woman. Little by little her eyes fluttered shut but thanks to the overpowering magnetism of her man's gaze she could never quite close them entirely. Any time she got close his stare would send them wide once more as spasm wracked her body. Though he hadn't increased the speed or pressure of his movements something had changed about the way he was teasing her clit. Somehow both a small and tremendous alteration at the same time whatever it was pushed her closer to a climax than anything else. Harriet struggled to understand what it was or what it could be as her mind fragmented into dozens of disparate thoughts. In the end the answer wasn't forthcoming and she lost all ability to think rationally as an orgasm loomed above her like a storm cloud. With a loud moan she looked up at her fiance and managed to belt out one last plea.

"Daddy!" She squealed, "Daddy can I cum?!"

"Of course you can baby." Albus replied.

Harriet had all of a split second to bask in the permission given to her before several things happened all at once. First and perhaps least noticeable was Albus pulling back. She felt the neck of his cock leaver her asshole only to be replaced by the tip near instantly. Second was her first orgasm as a truly feminized sissy. Little spurts of arousal sprayed out of her in the same way Ginny had so violently squirted pussy juice. It gushed from her body in waves, each one following the pleasure wracked shivers that caused them. Third was her husband to be suddenly and perfectly ramming his cock inside her pussy. Harriet screamed in pure ecstasy as what had, for a moment anyways, been an entirely clitoral orgasm was immediately elevated to a full body surge of ecstasy. The simple of act of taking his cock filled her with a kind of pleasure that drove lesser woman insane. It very nearly did that to her but the firm and uncompromising hold Albus had on her body and mind kept her going. Even as she shook so hard and contracted so tightly she'd have collapsed without his intervention. Staring blankly at the man responsible for showing her how good being a woman could be Harriet's mouth hung open in a silent scream. She'd soaked the floor, her legs, and the bed in front of them in enough juices to fill a modest sized goblet and still they continued to seep out of her at a steady rate. Her inner walls clamped down around the wonderful, manly cock shoved so deep inside her as every little twitch and spasm of his length aided her already mind altering climax. And the surprise when he suddenly pulled out and shoved her onto the bed actually made her cum just a little bit harder. Feeling his cock vanish from her ass and all but force her hole open in the process was amazingly humiliating.

Landing hard on the mattress and rolling onto her side to look up at her man Harriet let out a sound that was caught between a moan and a grunt. Her plump ass instinctively pushed outwards as she mewled for his twitching cock. Lying there staring up at Albus and seeing how hard he was made her so horny she didn't even care why he'd stopped fucking her. All that mattered was when he'd start again. An excited moan burst from her lips as he climbed onto the bed but it quickly melted into a gurgle as he straddled her face and rammed his dick don her throat in one push. Spit erupted from her thoroughly stuffed lips and her eyes shut tight as the pleasure of having him inside her washed over Harriet once more. She didn't give a damn about how hard she was gagging on his member or that her lungs were soon screaming for oxygen. Feeling him sliding in and out of her with the same furious rhythm as before overshadowed everything else. Within a minute she was writhing beneath him, every inch of her body shaking. Both hands were curled into fists with the sheets wadded up inside them while her legs trembled and toes curled. The watery ejaculate her clit had been unleashing never seemed to stop flowing. She was an absolute wreck well before Albus started to groan and his cock began to pulse. The moment she felt those telltale signs and realized what they meant her body was completely suffused with ecstasy. Crying out as loudly as she could and pushing herself against his dick with all the strength she had Harriet welcomed his load as happily as anybody could welcome anything. Luckily she still didn't know the true depths of her man's love because he was already planning something far more enjoyable than simply breeding her throat.

His plans were made clear within seconds when Albus withdrew most of his cock from her throat. She immediately moaned and grabbed his legs, fearing his seed might go to waste somewhere else. Or even that she'd somehow displeased him. Instead, as his tip rested firmly against her tongue and most of his dick was free of her lips, he unleashed the thickest and most wonderful orgasm she could possibly dream of. Cum exploded across into her mouth and the moment she tasted it her entire world was thrown upside down. Simultaneously the most delicious and most satisfying thing she'd ever experienced his seed felt so incredibly good inside her body she couldn't even find the wherewithal to moan despite how amazing it felt. Every twitch and throb brought more for her to taste and she loved it more than anything else in the world. She wanted to drown in his jizz, to feel it against every inch of her body, to submerge herself in a tub of it and bask in the pure, manly bouquet. Holding onto his legs as tightly as she could Harriet sucked Albus' cock with every ounce of her strength as he busily pumped her full of his spunk. The addictive quality he'd gained from a recently consumed potion was taking effect even better than he expected. Although her cheeks were full to bursting and she was just about overwhelmed by his fluids she refused to swallow even a drop until the last minute. Doing so would stop her from tasting the bounty being granted to her and such a thing was an abject waste of what had instantly and irrevocably become her favorite thing on the planet. Besides Albus' cock of course. But when he started pushing his dick back down her throat she was forced to gulp down his jizz or risk truly wasting it, something she couldn't abide by. So without a second thought she drank his seed down to the last drop. It glided down her throat more smoothly than any drink and was quickly followed by his hard, twitching member.

From that point onward everything was a haze of wet, slapping flesh and orgasms. All but completely enslaved to her man's prowess Harriet was little more than his whimpering little cock sleeve in whatever way he desired her. When she found herself lying flat on her stomach with him absolutely pounding her ass it not only made all the sense in the world but it was a welcome change of pace. Her tight, quivering hole was all to happy to feel his dick and she reveled in every thrust. Over and over she was made to cum, often the direct result of thinking about how amazing her man was combined with the undeniable proof on display at any given moment. But even when her mind was a total blank and all she felt was his meaty length treating her like the slut she was climaxes continued to flood in one after another. In fact it wasn't so much multiple orgasms as one continuous barrage occasionally heightened when he did something like filling her asshole with a fresh load. Or yanking his gooey cock out of her pussy and ramming it back down her throat so quickly there was still leftover spunk clinging to his shaft. Which was naturally slurped up the moment she tasted it before Harriet eagerly did her womanly duties and choked her man's cock down.

Back and forth Albus went between her throat and ass pussy, each one getting a nice dose of cum before he switched. Thanks to the potions he'd taken and the incredible amount of practice he'd enjoyed with his mother there was no stopping him from using her to his heart's content. In fact as time wore on and Harriet grew more lifeless beneath his pleasurable but relentless barrage it seemed like her capabilities were the only thing slowing them down. Not that he was all the chuffed about it. Having something to work towards besides turning her into the ideal cum sleeve would just make the following weeks even more enjoyable. And there was something kind of cute about how she continued to moan and pine for his dick even as she lay there barely moving and barely participating. Her body seemingly had just enough energy to remain conscious and he was rapidly draining away even that. What had once been a constant stream of weak, watery spunk from her clit had slowed to a thin trickle. Her once tight and responsive ass was loose and gaping to the point of near uselessness and her mouth couldn't even fully close without assistance. Yet despite those issues she tried her hardest to continue serving him, both from a powerful compulsion to do so and a genuine desire to see her man pleased in a way she couldn't ever do with a woman. But no matter what her mind wanted her body was still in the earliest stages of womanhood and there was simply no overcoming that limitation. For now. Albus happily drained one final load inside her ass pussy for good measure before finally giving her a kiss on the cheek and telling her she was his special whore. The cute little blushing smile on her face was one he wouldn't soon forget. Barely fifteen seconds after Albus' cock had slid free of his fiance's gaping, cum glazed hole the door to the guest bedroom swung open and Ginny entered the room.

"God I love seeing what you can do darling." She cooed upon spotting Harriet's ravished body, "I hope I'm not interrupting?"

"Never." Albus commented, rising from the bed and sauntering towards his beautiful, naked mother, "In fact you're just in time to join us. I think Harriet could benefit from seeing what a real whore can do to serve my cock."

Ginny shivered and stared down at her son's twitching dick. Licking her lips and smiling she looked back up at him and said, "Later my love. Right now we have something special to attend to."

"We do . . . oh right?"

Albus' face lit up in a grin as his mother waved her wand and summoned a small, ornate box emblazoned with the Black family crest on it, "Would you like to do the honors?"

"I think you should." He said. Both of them looking to the mewling, pleasure wracked mess sprawled across the bed, "It seems kind of appropriate."

"Thank you baby." Standing on the tips of her toes she gave Albus a warm kiss before sauntering towards the bed. "Roll over you little slut. We have something special to commemorate you transformation."

"Okay . . ."

Although barely lucid and certainly not able to comprehend the meaning of Ginny's words Harriet nonetheless did as she was bidden. As she rolled onto her back some of the oh so delicious spunk inside her ass squirted out and she moaned a little at it's loss. But her attention was quickly pulled to her former spouse as Ginny opened the box and pulled out what appeared to be an emerald serpent. It was coiled not unlike a ring but something about it seemed off. Perhaps it was the strangely curved shape or the overall size of it but even in the state she was in Harriet knew it wasn't a normal ring. Though under the circumstances that much was rather obvious. Setting aside the box and kneeling at the edge of the bed Ginny cupped her former husband's meager little balls and clit. She lifted and cradled the entire thing with one hand while slowly affixing the snake to her member. It easily slid across her pathetic length, wrapping around her sack and the entirety of her clit with ease. In fact at the size it was currently set to there was actually still an unexpected amount of room leftover. Something both Albus and his mother found immensely appropriate under the circumstances.

"Look at that!" Ginny laughed, "His limp little clit can't even fill out the Serpent's Bane. God I can't believe what a little faggot you are!"

Harriet blushed, out of pride or humiliation she couldn't be certain but Albus' approving smile pushed it bit closer to the former. "Well that only makes her even more perfect mother."

"It certainly does. Now it's time to make use of this wonderful little heirloom. Remember to speak the words exactly as a taught you."

"Of course."

Stepping forward and looking down at his fiance Albus slowly uttered a long, stilted phrase in Parseltongue. Although he'd practiced many times the language itself was little more than hissing and as such did not come naturally to him. But after working through it the Serpent's Bane suddenly glowed. Harriet gasped as she felt it tighten around her clit. While not exactly constricting it certainly added a small amount of pressure to her limp member and made it all but impossible to forget it was there at the same time. She looked down to see her womanhood almost completely caged by the device and an odd sense of satisfaction filled her.

"What's happening?" She asked in a small voice.

"The magic of the cage will prevent you from getting erect." Albus explained, "But it won't stop you from cumming. This however . . ." he uttered another, shorter command in Parseltongue, "Will make sure whatever comes out of that tiny clit can't do anything besides stain the sheets."

"I don't—AHHH!" Yelping in pain and surprise Harriet's entire body convulsed as the snake head suddenly opened it's small mount and sank it's fangs into the head of her clit. She felt something being pumped inside her by them and a strangely girlish sensation flooded her body, "What is that?!"

"Now you're impotent, like any good sissy should be." Ginny stated, "You basically were already but this made sure of it."

"I-is that all you're going to do to me . . . Daddy?"

Albus smiled as Ginny fixed him with an approving look. Her pussy was already so wet from what they were doing hearing her son called that by their sissy project practically made it overflow, "No," She answered for him, "We still have more. In fact the most important alterations haven't even started."

"Would you like to do the honors Mother?" Albus offered, "I know how much you've looked forward to this part."

"Really?" For a moment her facade slipped away and Ginny looked at her son and lover with the widest, most adoring smile. What he was offering to her meant more than she could ever say. It was such an enticing offer she barely even thought about what it would mean to deny him the right. Juices gushed out of her pussy as a small, but unmistakable orgasm washed through her body. She trembled for a couple of seconds before finally regaining enough composure to nod at her beautiful, thoughtful man, "I would love that darling. Thank you so much."

"Of course." Stepping close and wrapping his arms around her waist he gave his mother a nice, long kiss. Both hands slipped down to rub her naked pussy and make her quiver while Harriet watched from the bed, "I owe you everything. It's only fair you get the honor of finishing her transformation."

"I'm the luckiest woman in the world." She cooed, looking up at her son with abject love. But when she turned to look at Harriet a wicked smile spread across her face and she added, "Or at least one of the luckiest." Slowly pulling away from Albus Ginny approached her feminized sister wife and folded her arms, "It's time we made sure you can never, ever forget your place. Say goodbye to any semblance of your 'manhood'."

She spoke a long, hissing command in Parseltongue and Harriet felt a sudden rush of magical energy course through her. But unlike the pain she'd experienced before this was entirely pleasurable. Almost to an unbearable degree. Her limp little clit and balls ached as what felt like a powerful spell surged through her body all centered at her loins. She threw her head back and moaned, her hips rising off the bed while her member was thrust towards Albus and Ginny. The pair of them watched with unabashed delight as what was already a meager excuse for a cock grew even smaller thanks to the magic imbued in the Serpent's Bane. Shrinking down to a laughably petite but entirely fitting size of two and a half centimeters what had once passed for a dick by the loosest estimation was now firmly and completely little more than a clit. Her balls similarly shrank to a proportionally tiny size, little more than pebbles inside a minuscule sack, with the cage around her loins reducing to keep a firm grasp around it. All while Harriet moaned and bucked her hips as though she was riding Albus' thick, manly dick. Even after the magic had done it's work she continued to tremble and whimper. Little strands of precum oozed from her newly made clitoris and goosebumps spread across her entire, slender form. Before long the uncontrollable quivering of her muscles grew too much to handle and she collapsed against the bed in a heap. Although her mind was incredibly hazy and nowhere near coherent she knew what had taken place between her trembling thighs. In fact the knowledge of what had been done to her was about the only thing she could latch on to until Albus spoke again.

"That's more like it." He commented, his dick throbbing hungrily at the sight before him, "You're just as beautiful as Ginny."

"Thank you . . ." Harriet meekly replied. Her cheeks darkened and a demure smile spread over her girlish face. It felt exceedingly good to her his praise. So much so her clit actually twitched just from that alone, "Thank you Daddy . . ."

"You're welcome beautiful." Albus approached the bed and the mere proximity of his cock to her body made Harriet shake, "But we're not quite done yet."

"We aren't?" Conflicting notes of excitement and disappointment crept into her voice. She was beyond happy to get molded into the perfect wife for her husband but after so much time without his shaft inside her she was beginning to grow restless, "How much longer before you take me again?"

"You'll see." Ginny stated.

Also walking up to the bed she could no longer resist the ache in her own body. With one hand slowly rubbing her pussy and the other playing with her nipples she spoke yet again to the cage wrapped around Harriet's body. A burst of tingling filled her clit as the magic was worked and it faded a few seconds later. The sensation wasn't quite as powerful as it had been before but it was definitely stronger than she expected. Between her legs her already heavily altered clit was changing even more to look like the real thing. Retreating backwards against her body to more resemble what it was named for her nub looked more and more like an actual clitoris with every passing second. Once it was finished she looked so much like a woman only her tiny, impotent balls betrayed her as a former man. Still furiously playing with herself and leaking juices all over the floor Ginny bit her lip and moaned before explaining what just happened.

"Now you'll have to relive yourself like a woman too." She told him, "No more standing up when you use the toilet. It's only appropriate considering how much of a woman you already are. Why should you even have the option?"

"I think that's everything we wanted to do." Albus remarked. At some point he'd started stroking his cock and the sight instantly drew all of Harriet's attention. Enough for her to try and wriggle towards him and hopefully allow that wonderful dick entry into her mouth or ass pussy. It really didn't matter which. But his words stymied her attempts even as they filled her with exuberance. "Now we just need to do something about those breasts."

"Or lack of them." Ginny stated. Pulling her hand away from her cunt she darted back to the abandoned box that'd held Serpent's Bane. Collecting two small bars topped with sneak heads she returned to Harriet and said, "These will cement your place as Albus' sissy little cock sleeve for the rest of your life. I hope you're ready for that kind of responsibility you whore."

Harriet nodded, looking directly at Albus as she did so. He smiled approvingly and let a few drops of his precum fall into her open mouth as a reward. She swallowed them like the greedy cum slut she was and thanked him for the present. Her attention was stolen a moment later as Ginny unexpected climbed onto the bed. Looking at her former wife Harriet had no idea what was happening or what was in her hands. So when Ginny suddenly threw a leg over her prone body to straddle her waist she was completely taken aback. In a true testament to all the magic and work that had been done the sensation of her warm, sopping wet pussy pressed against Harriet's caged clit elicited no pleasure whatsoever. It certainly didn't give Ginny any and her confused sister wife wouldn't have even noticed were it not for the juices dripping down her her thighs as a result.

She was much to preoccupied with the items in her companion's hands. Especially when the snake tips were pulled off to reveal razor sharp pins. Sucking in a breath Harriet winced a little as Ginny leaned over her. Realizing where those piercings were headed and unable to bear watching it happen she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. With a quick smile to Albus Ginny reached down and pinched one of Harriet's nipples. Pulling it out and keeping it steady she pushed the pin through her flesh as quickly as she could. Harriet moaned in pain and recoiled ever so slightly but she knew better than to move any more than that. Her second nipple was given the same treatment and when she opened her eyes to see what had been done she was surprised by the complete lack of blood. Ginny affixed the snake head caps to the side and looked down at her work for a moment. Both piercings were perfectly horizontal in Harriet's nipples, their emerald coloration perfectly matching the cage around her clit.

"There we go. Finish the job my love." Ginny said to Albus, "Make her complete."

Harriet wondered for a split second what that meant. But then her lover spoke a final phrase in Parseltongue and pleasure suffused her body. Much like the bliss she'd experienced during the molding of her cock this was an all encompassing and near overwhelming sort of ecstasy. She squirmed and writhed beneath Ginny, unable to see what was happening but feeling it somewhere amidst the flood of sensations assaulting her body. What had once been an unremarkable and flat chest, about the only part of her body in need of a complete overhaul, was rapidly growing into a pair of ample, jiggling breasts before their eyes. Blossoming out from her chest they quickly grew larger than Ginny's and soon grew larger than most women's. Harriet felt every centimeter as they bloomed into an incredible proportion fit only for the most buxom and curvaceous of women, among whom she could now count herself, before finally stopping. Thankfully her enjoyment didn't cease for quite some time as the unexpectedly wonderful feelings continued to radiate through her for much longer than any of them expected.

She eventually managed to lift her head and look at what had been changed, an awestruck expression lighting up her feminine countenance. Every bit as real as the other changes made to her body that glorious pair of massive tits finally ceased their jiggling as Harriet fell still. She marveled at the newfound weight of them against her chest, how soft and squishy they felt as they spilled over the sides of her body and resting against her arms. But more than anything she was overjoyed to finally be perfect in the eyes of her man. Or at least as perfect as her cock hungry mind could conceive. But even if there was more in line for her down the road at this very moment they were finished. Which meant he could finally take her like a woman and give her all the warm seed he hadn't yet unleashed. That was her plan at least but it certainly wasn't Albus or Ginny's.

Sliding off the bed and dropping to her knees in front of her son Ginny swallowed up his cock in a single movement and started bobbing up and down it's length with a passion Harriet couldn't yet compare to. Burying three fingers inside her pussy while she slobbered over Albus' fat, throbbing prick she forgot all about their plans for the sissy behind her and simply focused on pleasuring the both of them. After witnessing such an intoxicating transformation she couldn't go another second without satisfaction. And since denying Harriet that same thing was part of the plan it only made sense to start early. For several minutes she deepthroated his length and played with herself while the impotent little bitch they'd just created could only watch in heartbroken confusing. She manged to roll onto her side at some point, her watery eyes witnessing the role she should have been enjoying. Things were made even worse when Albus pulled his mother off his shaft, picked her up, and threw her onto the bed beside Harriet. Quickly rolling onto her stomach and rising to her hands and knees Ginny looked back at him with a wild eyed smile as her entire body was offered to his conquering member. He pounced on her a moment after she moved into place. His hands grabbed her shapely waist as he rammed his wonderfully hard shaft balls deep into his mum's asshole. She screamed in ecstasy as she was finally and roughly taken like she wanted, his meaty sack slapping against her pussy and sending juices flying everywhere from the impact. Not even looking at the jealous woman beside her Ginny slumped forward and moaned into the sheets while Albus started to pound her with every ounce of pent up lust he possessed. The wet, furious slaps of their colliding bodies filled the bedroom and, despite how badly she wished to be the one receiving his attention, made Harriet tremble. Just witnessing her man's prowess was enough to send her heart aflutter and her body shaking.

"What about me Daddy?" She finally whimpered after a minute of wild fucking had passed, "When can I—"

"When I say so." He growled. Barely glancing her way he slammed into Ginny's ravished hole with even more force and she cried out his name in a hoarse, quavering voice, "And not a moment before then! Now shut up and watch how a woman takes my cock! Maybe you can learn something from her!"

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For twenty four excruciatingly endless hours the newly transformed Harriet was left to watch her man and her former wife enjoy one another's bodies while she could only squirm in jealous impotence. Yet even more than that she had to watch her wonderful, perfect man dominate and utterly ravish another woman the way he should've been dominating and ravishing her. The way she so desperately wanted to be treated by him now that she was his perfect little slut. Or at least she thought she was. In truth Harriet wasn't quite as far along in the transformation as she might've thought. Her breasts might've been full and round, her cock might've been small and impotent, her balls might've been tiny and worthless, and her asshole was certainly anxious for his cock. But all of that was merely the first stages of her eventual transformation. The groundwork upon which the final touches, administered by both Albus and Ginny, would be laid down. Though they purposefully neglected to mention that to her at any point during their day long frenzy of passionate sex, romantic cuddling, and just about anything else the limp dicked little sissy watching wanted to do with him. Watching her agony as she knelt on the floor at the edge of the bed and squirm in frustration while breathlessly panting as they fucked like newlyweds on their honeymoon made every last moment a thousand times more powerful.

Ginny had never cum more in her entire life and Albus' cock was so hard it was downright painful. And even when they weren't having sex they made sure to bring along their whimpering, naked fucktoy wherever they went. While none of them left the house because Harriet was far from ready to be shown off they still enjoyed the spacious back garden and the lavish balconies overlooking it. More than once the incestuous pair spent several hours lounging naked in plain sight as they fed one another grapes or other soft, delicious fruit. And when juices invariably spilled down their sweaty bodies they were eagerly licked up by the other in much the same way any errant seeds were sucked from the goosebump riddled flesh they'd fallen upon. Often while looking at their companion and smiling at her with an almost gloating expression on their faces. Ginny took special pleasure in sucking and kissing her son's firm, broad chest and slowly working her way down to his prick. Knowing full well his soon to be wife wanted nothing more than to wrap her lips around that enormous, throbbing dick made his cum taste that much sweeter when she drank it down. Riding his fat member was even better as she watched all the subtle and not so subtle reactions crossing Harriet's pathetically needy face. The heat radiating from her lustful and entirely denied body was like furnace and the couple basked in it even more than they did one another.

Of course as amazing as it was to have his personal cock sleeve present and whimpering every time Albus shoved his cock balls deep inside his mother's throat, ass, pussy, or any combination of the three he never stopped enjoying just how tight and slutty his mum really was. More than once he found his attention focusing solely on her as her churned up her cunt, prolapsed her asshole, and made bile flood into her throat from the force of his thrusts. She really was an incredible specimen, perhaps more than his fiance could ever hope to be in her pathetic, wasted life! His admiration and adoration did not go unnoticed by the women he was with. Ginny noticed immediately and wallowed in her son's love more than his spunk and manly cock while Harriet could only stare with tear stained cheeks and open horror as she watched her man given another woman all the love she was supposed to give. Seeing the soft, idolizing expressions that crossed his handsome features as he pushed his cock in and out of her former wife was utterly devastating. It was perhaps the most ruinous thing she'd ever dealt with, above even the heartbreak of the initial cheating and start of her transformation. Though both had led her to where she currently was so perhaps they were even worse than she realized. But no matter what was or wasn't more heartbreaking there was one thing she knew for certain: she wanted Albus more than anything else in the world. More than her next breath and more than her next meal. He was and would always be her entire existence. Harriet finally understood the true depths of that need like she was supposed to.

Around the time Albus and Ginny had finally fucked one another into unconsciousness their lust addled sissy of a companion had totally succumbed to this new way of thinking. She passed out not long after them watching the man she worshiped, drinking in the subtle rise and fall of his chest and crawling a little closer to him with every passing moment. Unwilling and unable to ignore his orders she resisted the urge to climb onto the bed and start sucking his big, sticky cock until he gave her a belly full of his nourishing spunk. Instead she moved as close as she could to his member without touching it and ended up slumped against the edge of the bed with her head resting against the soiled mattress like a dog as exhaustion finally took her. And yet her sleep was far from restful as fevered nightmares of Albus being unsatisfied with her body and tossing her aside tore through Harriet's mind. As images of him taking another woman as his wife, a proper woman, and the two of them mocking her as she withered away into neglected nothingness. By the time she woke up her body was dripping with sweat and she'd ended up curled at the foot of the bed in a mewling heap. The quiet sounds of conversation spurred her into sitting up and the moment she came into view Albus and Ginny stopped talking. They flashed her near identical smiles and despite not knowing why she felt almost reassured by those looks. Enough to meet them with a wan grin of her own.

"Mother and I are thinking about taking a trip." Albus explained, "We thought we might enjoy a little vacation . . . just the two of us . . ."

"I want to see how handsome and masculine my beautiful son looks with a tan," Ginny cooed, stroking her lover's cock with one hand while she caressed his chest with the other.

"W-what about me?" Harriet whimpered.

"You'll wait here." Her love said, "We'll only be gone a week. Maybe two."

"If we don't decide to stay longer of course."

A cold spike of pure dread pierced her heart as she faced the prospect of two weeks without her man to love. Even the last twenty four hours seemed like a paradise compared to the abject misery Ginny had just suggested. Before she knew what she was doing Harriet was climbing onto the bed and desperately pleading with Albus to stay, "Don't leave!" She squealed, "Please don't leave! I'll die if you go! I can't bear the thought of being without you! Please my love, please God don't leave! I'll do anything! I'll do anything to make you stay! I don't care what it is I'll do it if it means you stay with me! Please! Please don't go! Please! Please!"

As she broke down into quivering sobs, her body draped across Albus in a trembling heap a wide smile spread across Ginny's face and she looked at her son with a meaningfully arched eyebrow. He flashed her a knowing grin and asked "Is that right?"

"Yes! Yes anything! I don't care what it is so long as you stay with me! As long as I don't ever have to be alone without you! Please my love! Please don't leave me!"

Harriet barely heard his chuckle but she certainly felt his arms wrap around her svelte, womanly body for a moment. Before she could bask in the attention he was gently pulling her off of him and sliding off the bed entirely. Ginny did the same and the two stood on opposite ends looking down at the half naked little whore trembling between them. Both had almost triumphant looks on their faces and just as before their expressions made her unduly hopeful. Particularly when the stepped away to collect their wands and returned with a telltale glimmer in their eyes. Realizing she was about to be transformed yet again into a more perfect model of what her love was looking for Harriet let out a delighted squeal and instantly sat up. Had she known all Albus wanted to continue sculpting her sissy form into something more appropriate for his needs she would've accepted in a heartbeat. But such a thing hardly mattered as she watched him and her former wife nod to one another. But while he raised his wand and readied himself to cast whatever ancient spell would make her more of a woman Ginny helpfully explained the process. With a gleeful tone that walked the line between gloating and lascivious. Her thighs were slick with pussy juice well before she started speaking and with every word more creamy arousal trickled down her long, pale legs.

"He's casting a special transformation spell on you." She cooed, "It's a modified version of an ancient spell old pureblood families used to make their daughters more feminine and womanly. So the families could arrange more advantageous matches and beneficial alliances. But of course I had to make a few changes for your sissy little half woman body . . . I'm eager to see how they work out . . ."

Unsure of what was being done to her but not the least bit concerned Harriet nodded. As soon as Albus began casting the spell her attention turned towards him. After an astonishingly long incantation that left her squirming in anticipation he finished with a sudden flourish. His wand pointed directly at her heart and a blindingly radiant pink glow suffused her entire body. For a single, beautiful moment every centimeter of her was hidden by the glow. In the next it seemed to disappear into her very skin in a rush of magical energy. Albus and Ginny watched for a moment as Harriet looked down at herself, unable to tell if anything had or was happening to her. She felt and looked the same in spite of the magic that'd been cast upon her unfinished body. But just as she was about to say as much and then apologize to her love for somehow failing to be susceptible to his spells a sudden and all encompassing heat washed over her. Like she'd been submerged in a steaming bath there wasn't a single part of her body that didn't burn with a maddening intensity, save her breasts, clit, and hair. Of course noticing those exceptions was impossible as she collapsed against the bed in a moaning heap of trembling flesh presided over by her ex wife and soon to be husband. Because whether by design or as a consequence of her desperate need to be as perfect as she could be for her man the experience of being changed was almost orgasmic for Harriet. She couldn't actually climax thanks to the other spells laid across her body but that didn't stop the experience from pushing her right up to the edge and keeping her there as everything that had yet to be was altered in accordance with what Albus wanted. And by extension what she wanted too.

The first and most obvious changes was the slimming down of her waist, arms, and hands as well as the widening of her hips in accordance with the kind of woman he most desired. Although it wasn't quite as dramatic a change as the enormous breasts that'd grown from her once flat chest the subtle alteration made all the difference in the world. This was further amplified by a thickening of her thighs and slight lengthening of her legs. Once again these changes were comparatively minor but they added a notable amount of femininity to her already girlish silhouette. As did the narrowing and rounding of her shoulders to further match the buxom, femme fatale curves devloping across her body. Her already nicely plump ass grew a little more full and a little more voluptuous in response to the rest of her body's changes, every part of her melding together into a perfect outline of raw womanhood that made her impotent little clit and balls all the more pathetic by comparison. But for all the most visually arresting changes coming to her body the two that made Harriet squeal the loudest were also the most subtle. Although she couldn't begin to comprehend the full scope of what was happening she could certainly feeling the moistening of her puckered little asshole as it tightened into something more appropriate for the role she'd soon be playing. More akin to a pussy than an anus while still remaining undeniably a rectum to ensure she never forgot where she came from or what she'd been before her transformations. Feeling her quivering hole grow slick with arousal as fluids dribbled out and her inner walls contracted in anticipation of the cock they'd be receiving was an incredible experience. Almost as incredible as the fiery heat consuming her belly. Despite casting the spell in the first place Albus wasn't even aware of the greatest change occurring in his wife and was much too enamored with her wet little ass-pussy to think about it. Ginny was the only one to know the full scope of modifications being made to the mind broken sissy whore that used to be her husband.

Because as important as it was to turn that dry little cock tunnel into something that could be pounded for hours on end without any trouble, and something that would send her into fits of orgasmic bliss any time Albus' cock was inserted, those changes were meaningless if his cum would just get dumped into the depths of her ass to do nothing. The only way she could fully complete her growth into a complete and total wife was for something more to be added. Something that would take her husband's seed and turn it into babies that Harriet could carry and eventually give birth to in the final stage of womanhood that was once denied to her. To that end her increasingly gooey ass-pussy was connecting to a rapidly growing and perfectly formed cervix deep inside, though not so deep that Albus couldn't ram the head of his prick against it when he fucked her just right. Attached to that was a child bearing womb and a pair of fallopian tubes absolutely overflowing with eggs ready to be fertilized and turned into new generations of Potter offspring. The slow growth of those most essential parts of being a woman along with the shifting of her internal organs to make room were the greatest source of pleasure for Harriet during the transformation. Yet another intentional design by Ginny as she made sure every solitary part of becoming the perfect whore for their son was as orgasmic as it could be. Nothing else would ensure her complete and total devotion to Albus than the knowledge that anything involved with him would leave her utterly satisfied. In ways her former life couldn't even compare to and in ways that her current mind and body would never fully comprehend. As broken as her mind already was it could still break a little more before it was fused back together by love and devotion on their wedding night. And she'd be lying if Ginny tried to pretend there wasn't an enormous amount of pleasure to be found in that whole experience.

Her own pussy was all but gushing hot torrents of arousal down her legs and she only had to look at her son's fat, throbbing dick to see how much he was enjoying the whole spectacle. Harriet was obviously wracked with pleasure as she thrashed about on the bed soaking it with her newfound ass-pussy and crying out in a desperately high pitched voice. For that was the final change being made to her body by the spell. Raising her voice into a sultry, feminine octave that could send chills down a man's spine just by asking what time it was and that would leave Albus all but compelled to fuck her stupid every time he was able to. With just enough huskiness to add an exotic undercurrent of course. By the time it was over nearly ten minutes had passed and Harriet had been totally drained of energy and willpower, in no small part because of the twenty four hour denial she'd endured beforehand. With a final, shuddering cry her back arched high into the air before her newly sculpted body collapsed against the completely soiled sheets. Her eyes started to flutter shut as she turned her head towards her soon to be husband, a hand weakly reaching out towards him and his throbbing cock. Unable to lift her arm off the mattress she succeeded only in clumsily smacking her palm against the puddle of precum that'd been formed during her transformation. The last thing she managed to do before losing consciousness entirely was turn over her hand to feel every new strand leaking from his cock fall against her dainty skin and form a new pool. It was the best she could hope for until her mind finished rewriting itself to fit the new role she would have in her new, perfect life. A blissfully happy smile spread across her face while her clit throbbed and her ass-pussy leaked a steady stream of arousal as thoughts of her wedding night carried her into a much needed sleep.

"Amazing!" Albus cooed as he stared down at his wife for a moment before looking up at his mother with an expression of pure admiration, "I never imagined anything so perfect!"

"Oh I think you did!" Ginny laughed. She sauntered around the bed to slide behind her handsome son and wrap her arms around his waist. One idly stroked his stomach and chest while the other worked his cock with long, smooth movements, "All the changes were because of your imagination my love. I made sure the spell did exactly what you wanted. Nothing more. Nothing less."

Still amazed and shaking his head he turned to look at his mum, reaching back to grab a fistful of her hair and pull her head backwards so they could share a kiss. She moaned as his lips pressed tightly against hers but before he could go any further she turned away, "We shouldn't spoil your wedding night Albus . . . you've already given me so much cum . . . save the rest for your new wife! I. Know. She'll. Appreciate. Every. Last. Drop." Her hand pumped back and forth along his cock with each word until suddenly vanishing just as he was starting to enjoy himself. "In fact . . . why don't you go and get your bedroom ready while I get her ready for you?"

"That's a good idea." Albus nodded. "H-how should I decorate it?"

"I left a few books on the nightstand for you . . . follow their instructions but don't hesitate to make any changes you think would look better . . . it's your special night after all . . ."

"And yours too."

"You're right . . . I suppose I'll have to get ready as well . . ." Stepping away from her son and licking his sticky precum from her fingers in a very lascivious fashion Ginny walked to the foot of the bed and stared down at Harriet, "I've thought of a better name for her. Something far better than Harriet."

"What is it?"

Waving her wand and causing his unconscious bride to rise from the bed she flashed Albus a wicked grin and turned away, "You'll find out tonight my love . . . until then . . . I think you have a marital bed to prepare!"

She smiled at her son and led his soon to be wife out of the room, into the master bedroom, and onto their former marital bed so they could enjoy a bit of privacy. Because while she had every intention of preparing Harriet for her new life Ginny found herself rather overcome by the feminine beauty of her former husband. Prideful of what she'd created and aroused by how far her family had descended into the lewdness that had become their new normal she couldn't help but test out all the work that'd gone created such a beauty. Those full, sultry lips and enormous tits called to her as surely as Albus or James' cock. Perhaps even a little more so. As much as she adored fucking and being fucked by her sons it was a pleasure she'd had many, many, many, times since the two of them had started this whole affair. But fucking and dominating the mewling little slut that used to be her even more pathetic husband was something she hadn't even begun to enjoy! Unable to think of a single reason why she shouldn't and unwilling to waste much time searching she collected a specially brewed potion from the kitchen as quickly as she could. Originally made to give Albus near unlimited energy for his wedding night a couple sips would help rouse the unconscious Harriet and keep her lucid until their son fucked her back into dreamland. Mere seconds after the bubbling scarlet mixture had been tipped into her mouth she began to stir. Her eyes opened within a minute and life returned to her once limp arms and legs at nearly the same time. Before long she was able to sit up of her own accord and even speak without too much effort, although it would take another few minutes before she was lucid enough to say anything worth hearing. Ginny gave her another sip before long and that accelerated the process until her womanly ex husband was as conscious as she was. The first words out of her plump, feminine lips were as fitting as they were promising and they put an instant grin on the face of her former wife.

"Where is he?" She asked, sitting up, looking around the room, and growing visibly worried as she found no sign of her love, "Where's Albus?"

"Getting everything ready for tonight." Ginny replied. "As we speak he's making everything perfect for the first time he breeds that tight little ass-pussy of yours. For the first time he fucks you not as Harry or even Harriet but as Helena Jezebel Potter."

"Helena Jezebel Potter?" She repeated.

"Yes. It's your new name. One your husband hasn't heard yet and just one of the many things you'll be giving him tonight. Before he gives you everything a woman could ever ask for."

Slowly nodding as she repeated the name to herself several more times Helena felt a growing sense of delight filling her very soul. Debuting her new body and her new name on the first night she was with her man couldn't be more perfect. It was enough to bring tears to her eyes and send shivers running down her spine. But she knew she wasn't ready yet. Her body might've been done with the magical side of the transformations but there were still clothes to wear, makeup to apply, and probably a dozen other things she didn't even realize yet. That was almost certainly why Ginny had whisked her away to their former bedroom. It was her job to prepare Albus' new bride in every way she could. After all the work she'd done up until that point it only made sense for her to see the job through. Though as she rose to her feet for the first time since becoming the woman her man would love for the rest of their lives the thought that Ginny might have more licentious intentions didn't even occur to Helena. With her mind so focused on her unofficial wedding night and the proper marriage that would no doubt follow sometime afterwards such thoughts couldn't even begin to form in her head. Of course it didn't take long for them to be planted there as her orange haired former lover approached with a gleam in her eyes that'd never been there when the two of them were husband and wife. The two women looked at one another for a moment as one admired the incredible work she and her son had accomplished while the other was hit by a sudden swell of nervous arousal. She'd never been able to satisfy her ex wife as a man, how could she fare any better as sissy bimbo crafted to be their son's perfect slut? Thankfully the answer to that question would become abundantly clear faster than she could've ever dreamed.

With a forceful shove that perfectly walked the line between rough and playful Ginny pushed Helena onto her back and mounted the bed, straddling her former husband's stomach with a wild eyed grin spread across her freckled features. "Before we get you ready for Albus I think we should test out this new body of yours . . . it's only fair to him that I make sure everything is working . . ."

"O-okay . . ." She whimpered.

Shifting backwards until her sopping wet cunt was poised directly above the small, sensitive little clit that used to be Helena's pathetic and barely functional cock Ginny slowly lowered herself onto that caged bud. Her companion let out a quiet moan as the vaguely familiar warmth of her partner's gooey cunt enveloped what passed for her genitals. A little stream of arousal seeped from her ass-pussy a few seconds afterwards and the two women squirmed for several heart beats. Although her mewling, excuse for a husband had never even remotely compared to their sons, a fact she almost regretted learning about as late as she did, grinding against that tiny nub of a clitoris managed to feel rather good, in no small part because of how turned on she was. Something she'd never been able to claim before Helena's transformation from a sissy whore to the perfect cock sleeve of a woman. And as she looked down at her companion and saw the breathless arousal spreading across her face Ginny knew without any doubt their thoughts were the same. Of all the times they'd been in this exact position over the years it'd never felt anywhere as good as it did now that one of them was the woman they should've been all along and the other had turned to the strong, masculine arms of her infinitely more pleasurable sons. In particular James and his almost bestial ferocity and endless stamina. As wonderful as Albus was his brother was like a force of nature and her pussy ached just thinking about that fat cock absolutely destroying her for hours on end without stopping. Something her soon to be sister in law couldn't have managed with all the spells and potions in the wizarding world. But as she continued to grind against her partner's caged clitoris and almost nonexistent balls Ginny slowly leaned forward.

She bent over the writhing, buxom whore beneath her and laughed as her eyes naturally glanced at the heaving mounds jiggling atop Helena's chest. "Let start with these!" She cooed, slapping her hands down on the massive tits that Albus had insisted on and was no doubt fantasizing about as he prepared the bedroom, "We have to make sure they're soft enough for your husband's hands, mouth, cock, and anything else he might choose to enjoy them with!"

"Yes!" Helena moaned. Her hips naturally lurched upwards as the pleasure of being groped flooded her body, "Please! Please make sure everything is perfect for him!"

"Oh I will.

Pinching her lover's pink, swollen nipples between her thumb and forefinger Ginny basked in the girly moan that erupted from Helena's mouth. It was remarkable how much more delicious that pathetic squeal was when it didn't come at the end of yet another bout of wholly unsatisfying sex. The fact that watery spunk wasn't limply spraying into her pussy and she could, if she wanted, leave the room at any moment to straddle a real cock until it broke her cunt and brain made all the difference in the world. So much so she felt a violent shudder of arousal lance through her body the moment she truly realized how much better this new situation was. For everyone. Her partner continued to pant and whimper as her incredibly sensitive breasts were teased for the first time since being created. Though unfamiliar and a little strange it was an experience she reveled in as yet another sign of how much of a woman her son and ex wife had turned her into. The sheer amount of lust cascading through her senses from something as simply as having her nipples played with made her all the more excited for her wedding night. And she didn't even realize it was possible to be more excited than she already was! But perhaps best of all was the simple, immutable truth: no matter what Ginny did Helena wouldn't climax. That power was and would always be reserved for the man she was to marry and that knowledge liberated both women from any concerns they might've had. Her ex wife could do whatever she wanted and it wouldn't ruin the wedding night. If anything it would only enhance the eventual consummation as all that pleasure built up inside the bride to be's body.

Ginny teased and played with those rosy pink buds for quite a long time as the heady smell of her pussy juice mingled with the succulent aroma wafting from her partner's freshly modified hole clouded their old bedroom. It filled the air as surely as it filled their nostrils and sent both women's minds into fits of wild, lust fueled imaginings. Although in Helena's case her fantasies were much more focused on the joys of being taken by her husband and made into a proper woman in all the ways she could be instead of what was actually happening around her. Whenever she closed her eyes it was Albus' hands roaming her body and testing out the work he'd done. She thought about how wonderful it would feel when his cock plunged into her oval shaped ass-pussy and imagined the ecstasy that would accompany such a long awaited thrust. Of course she could never stray too far down those dreams before Ginny pulled her back to reality with something. The first time such a whiplash occurred was when her orange haired lover gasped in delight. Helena's eyes flew open and she watched in awe as streaks of thin, white milk sprayed from her areola to arc high into the air above them. Before they could even begin to rain down on the two in a shower of femininity the matriarch of the Potter household had wrapped her lips around one of the leaking buds and started sucking with all her might. Her hand remained fixed to the second, eagerly milking out more streaks of glorious proof in her companion's womanhood. All while Helena panted and clutched the bed sheets until her knuckles turned white, her ass-pussy leaking sloppily all over her pale skin and the ruined bedspread. Delight flooded her mind and sent her body into bursts of shivers as a true and real happiness flooded her. It was unlike anything she'd ever enjoyed in what had passed for her life before now.

"T-thank you Ginny!" Helena squealed, "T-thank you for m-making me into a-a real woman! Thank y-you for turning me i-into the perfect woman for our s-son! For turning m-me into the perfect woman for A-Albus!"

Releasing the nipple she'd been suckling on with a loud pop she smiled down at her squirming partner and laughed, "Don't thank me just yet . . . I'm not done inspecting all the changes . . . and there's a very important place we need to make sure is perfect . . . maybe even the most important place . . ."

Knowing full well what her ex wife was talking about Helena couldn't help but state it aloud all the same, "You mean my . . . my new . . ."

"Say it."

"My . . . pussy . . ."

"Your ass-pussy." Ginny clarified. "Don't forget, no matter how close to a woman you might be you're still a few steps away from the real thing. Exactly how Albus wants and exactly how I made you . . ."

Helena nodded at those words, both slightly cowed and incredibly aroused by them. Albus didn't want to make her into a full woman. He could have but didn't. Which meant she was even more special than she realized and he was even more wonderful than she realized. It was enough to send a brilliant smile across her beautifully sculpted face and momentarily distract her as Ginny slid off the bed and collected her wand. The quiet sound of a spell being cast brought her attention to where it should've been just as an enormous Muggle sex toy appeared out of thin air. At least half a meter long and made of some sort of flexible material that left it able to flop and bounce while still retaining a rigidity that made her ass-pussy ache it was absolutely breathtaking. It was a deep, emerald green in color and as thick around as one of her biceps, maybe eve a little thicker. Each end was shaped like a rather large and rather perfect head of a cock. Ginny caught it as it fell towards the ground and immediately tossed aside her useless wand before returning to the bed. She climbed onto the mattress and stood between Helena's widely parted feet in a way that all but demanded her prostrate companion to watch. A lewd giggle burst from her lips as she brought one of the tips against her sodden folds and pushed it inside after only a moment of anticipation.

Gliding inside her well trained and thoroughly experienced cunt without any resistance at all the dildo stretched open her inner walls just enough to send wild shudders running down her spine and make her toes curl inwards until they cracked. A hot torrent of fresh arousal gushed from her newly penetrated slit as the toy slid centimeter by centimeter inside her while both women reveled in the slow disappearance of such a massive object. Helena marveled at how deep it could reach, realizing in that moment how pathetically futile her attempts to satisfy her ex wife had been since the day the two of them had sex. But that was all right. She had their sons. They both did in fact. And while her thoughts slowly turned towards Albus once more Ginny let out a delighted moan. Her whole body tensed for a second or two as the head of that fat, double ended sex toy pressed against her cervix. While nowhere near as incredible as when James did it with his throbbing prick she knew of at least one way to capture a little bit of that ecstasy. And it started with her dropping to her knees and clutching the remaining half of the toy with both hands as she pressed the other end against her partner's virginal ass-pussy. Only to be stopped by an outstretched hand and an unexpected gasp of words.

"W-wait!" She gasped as the tip brushed against her sloppily winking hole, "I-I don't want this! I want to be perfect f-for Albus when we make l-love tonight! I don't w-want that thing to stretch out m-my new . . . ass-pussy . . ."

Smiling pridefully at everything her slut of a lover just said Ginny nodded and pulled back like she was about to stop. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you're tight enough to milk his cock dry over and over again all night long . . . after I stretch your little fuck hole wide open!"

Although she wouldn't have objected any further upon hearing that explanation Helena wasn't given a chance to as the enormous rubber cock was shoved deep into her ass-pussy with a single thrust. Ginny didn't and couldn't wait another second to penetrate her mewling sissy of an ex husband. After years of being unsatisfied by her when she was a man it was time she extracted some of the ecstasy she could've been enjoying! And thanks to the other end of the cock being embedded in her own cunt she could feel every slightly twitch and quiver rushing through her plaything's freshly penetrated hole. In addition to the far more enjoyable sight of watching Helena's entire body contract as her back arched and her eyes flew open in utter shock. Maybe it was the magic that'd been cast on her, maybe it was the inner slut that'd been awakened by all the depravity, maybe it was Ginny's sexual prowess, or maybe it was just a combination of all three but having her ass-pussy blasted open was more pleasurable than her mind could fathom. Knowing it would be even better when Albus did the same later that evening brought her pleasure to even greater heights and the constant stimulation of such a huge phallus gliding deep inside her well lubricated and cock desperate hole continued that trend. While it couldn't actually bring her to orgasm it certainly pushed her right up to the edge and kept her there with every centimeter that slid into her pulsing orifice. She didn't even think about what might happen afterwards when her mistress ran out of room and their bodies collided and thanks to that lack of foresight the impact of their equally gooey cunts came as a wonderful surprise. Not to mention the perfect capstone to an amazing sensation she wouldn't soon forget!

"Perfect!" Ginny moaned as she lifted one of Helena's legs off the bed and held it against her chest while squatting above her stuffed ass-pussy like she was tribbing with another woman, "I modeled this toy off of Albus' cock, well Albus and James but I took the James end for myself!" She giggled, "Do you know what that means whore?"

"Nooooooooooooo . . ." Helena moaned. Thinking was well beyond her at that point but the mention of her true love had still sent a bolt of arousal through her body regardless. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"It means your greedy little ass-pussy is the perfect size for his dick!" She explained. Though she didn't mention that Albus was just a little bit longer and that his cock would actually hit the newly grown cervix neither he nor Helena knew about yet, "So when he fucks this sloppy hole tonight he won't have any problems thrusting as hard and fast as he wants! But just in case . . . I'd better test that out a little more . . . how does that sound slut?"

"Fuck me!" She squealed, "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

All but certain her son heard every syllable of his soon to be wife begging to be fucked by his mother Ginny couldn't have suppressed her arousal if she wanted to. Leaning forward to grab a handful of her partner's fat, jiggling tit, and send more milk squirting out in the process, she squared her shoulders and adjusted her hips for a moment. This had the dual effect of teasing Helena for what felt like an eternity while allowing the woman responsible to get into the ideal place to go absolutely wild. And naturally the moment she was in that position nothing could stop her from fucking all sense and sanity out of the little cum slut that used to be her ex husband. Pulling back as far as she could possibly go as the double ended dildo slid from both their holes she slammed herself down and forward with all the strength her body could muster. While she wasn't anywhere near as used to being in charge of those movements as her sons were Ginny still had enough power to send the Muggle toy plunging inside her cunt and inside Helena's ass-pussy in a shower of sticky arousal. Their mutual screams of ecstasy reverberated through the master bedroom and into the hallway beyond in the wake of that initial movement. And it would only continue to grow in volume as well as pitch as the red haired matriarch of the family glided back once more, barely a second after her pussy had slammed against the sodden little fuck hole she was supposedly testing out. Long, gooey strands of their mixed arousal stretched out between their tightly stuffed holes until the distance became too great and the fluids snapped like twigs. Of course they were quickly and enthusiastically reformed when their bodies reconnected in another shower of writhing flesh and pungent fluids. Only this time it was accompanied by a feverish slap of naked skin on naked skin as if to further enhance the lewdness of their union.

Every feverish second melted into the next as their pleasure continued to rise and the perversity of the situation they found themselves in never quite faded. Any concept of time or space beyond their own bodies and the carnal bliss coursing through them was lost as the two sank further and further into depravity at an ever increasing rate. But while Helena could never enjoy a proper climax so long as her husband wasn't involved Ginny had no such limitation and in what felt like the blink of an eyes she was basking in the first orgasm she'd ever known with her ex 'husband'. It was almost fitting that such an experience was born from her taking complete and utter control while her partner lay against the soiled sheets squealing in a frantic, girly voice. Her orgasmic cries rang through the house in a scream her sons knew all too well but her companion was only just beginning to grow familiar with. An explosion of warm fluids sprayed from her pulsing cunt while every other part of her body stiffened like she'd been petrified. She sank as deep onto the double ended dildo as she possibly could and the impact of it against her cervix sent another jet of fluid squirting out of her pussy to further soak Helena's writhing, naked body in another layer. As overcome as her enchantments would allow the bride to be cried out in a similar burst of arousal, her mouth falling open to catch some of the pungent juices gushing from her ex wife's cunt while she fondled her new breasts. Milk leaked from her pert nipples to add yet another tawdry fluid to the mix of things coated her body, though much of that was washed away each time Ginny unleashed another eruption of thick, orgasmic arousal from the depths of her womanhood.

And by the time she was finished dousing the bed, herself, and her partner in what felt like liters of pleasure she collapsed against the bed in a twitching, barely lucid heap. Her eyes had long ago rolled back in her head and the smile stretched across her crimson face might as well have been a permanent addition. Fluids continued to bubble out of her pussy in sporadic bursts, each new stream a little more gooey and a little thicker as the dildo buried inside her was stirred by both her own contractions and those of Helena's hungrily pulsing ass-pussy. That subtle churning of her cunt paired with all the other things she wanted to do with and to Albus' bride pushed Ginny back into consciousness much sooner than she might have otherwise returned. Knowing the buxom slut across from her wasn't going to and likely couldn't take change was another source of the clumsily vigor that coursed through her body not long after she finished squirting all over them. Unlike all the times she fucked her sons, or perhaps more accurately her sons fucked her, laying there in a fugue state while she was used like a cock sleeve just wasn't an option. So with a slightly insane laugh she pushed herself up, leaning hard on one elbow as she looked down at Helena for a few seconds. With nearly an entire day to kill they almost literally had all the time in the world and for once she was finding it hard to think of what depravity she wanted to engage in next. Once again this was something she usually left to her talented and extremely debased sons whenever they were around but since she couldn't rightly bring Albus or James into the mix it fell on her to think of how best to use her lover's glistening ass-pussy, heaving tits, and plump lips to their fullest before her wedding night. All told it was neither hard to time consuming to think of something, merely a slight hiccup in an otherwise madcap session of lovemaking.

In a deliberate perverted twist she decided to finally do all the raunchy, over the top things she'd always wanted to do with Helena back when she was a 'man'. Before it was clear how impossible all of those kinks and scenarios were entirely because of her limp dicked, endurance challenged 'husband' and his inability to step outside the box. But with the tables now reversed she could show her son's bride all the perverted things one could do with the human body and give a nice little taste of what Albus would be doing to and with her in the years to come. Not to mention indulging some of the fantasies she'd been clinging to since she was a little girl desperately rubbing her nubile pussy against the bed post to make herself cum. With all that running through her mind Ginny squeezed the dildo buried in her pussy as tightly as she could and slowly pulled herself away from Helena. Little by little the other end slid from her lover's sodden ass-pussy until it finally emerged with a wet pop. Delighted to see how much that puckered little oval had been stretched by something as mundane as a sex toy only further bolstered her desire to utterly ravish her companion in every way she could. The adorable pathetic and needy moans spilling from her lips as she felt her sodden hole wink and quiver after the toy was removed added even more incentive to act and when she pushed herself upright goosebumps had spread across every inch of Ginny's body. Yet she held herself in check just long enough to take the other end of the dildo and bring it towards her own asshole. It was just flexible enough for her to stuff two thirds of what remained into her tight rectum before she turned her attention towards her slutty partner.

To both their surprise Helena managed to lift her head and look at the orange haired mistress looming above her, a timid question forming on her lips. "What's next?"

Ginny could only smile as she bent over her lover's body and let out a hoarse giggle. Over the course of ten hours she indulged in every debased, perverted, lewd, and downright filthy act her mind had latched on to over the years. It started off somewhat simply when she buried her face in Helena's sloppy little ass-pussy and tongued it like there was no tomorrow. She leaned deeper and harder into the slackened, cream filled hole until she could go no further and every inch had received a vigorous tongue lashing as a result. Then she added a couple fingers into the mix, pushing open her companion's legs with her hands and slowly trailing them towards her sodden orifice. Beginning with her middle fingers she slid each one inside that beautiful mess of a cunt and gradually pulled them away from one another. Helena squealed as she was spread open and writhed in pent up bliss when another pair were added to the mix not long afterwards. Another couple of digits were pushed in her weakly contracting hole within a few minutes and before either of them knew it Ginny had slid everything save her thumb inside the ass-pussy of her son's bride to be. All while her tongue continued it's feverish motions and the noisy sounds of her hole being rimmed continued to echo throughout the bedroom. Pulling her hands as far apart as she possibly could the matriarch of the Potter family withdrew her tongue to admire her handiwork in the wake of a particularly long moan from her lover. Her eyes widened in delight as she stared for far longer than she intended at the gaped, yawning chasm that was Helena's one and only hole. There was no doubt in her mind she could've seen all the way to her cervix with a proper light source and she very nearly grabbed her wand for that exact purpose.

But doing so would've meant pulling away and that just wasn't something she could justify. Not when a vastly more appealing alternative presented itself. Once she'd had her fill staring at Helena's ruined hole she pulled her right away, her fingers curling into a fist before returning to push against the center of her gooey pink cunt. Pushing forward with all the strength she could manage Ginny all but forced her entire hand inside the yawning but still incredibly tight confines of her lover's ass-pussy with a noisy squelch. In spite of how snug a fit it was and how violently her body trembled Helena's slutty hole still managed to swallow her partner's entire fist all the way to the wrist without any pain at all. Just more toe curling, mind altering, back arching ecstasy that kept her teetering so painfully close to an orgasm it was absolutely maddening. And when Ginny pushed forward her hand found almost no resistance at all as it glided deeper and forearm was swallowed up by the greedy cunt into which she was stuffing it. No longer needing her other hand to hold open her ex husband's ass-pussy she slid it across Helena's body and towards her heaving tits once more. Rising up to facilitate her groping she rather forcefully shoved her fist as deep as she could go without hitting the cervix her partner still didn't know existed. Sinking up to her elbow in the gooey not quite pussy of her former husband she let out a moan that was quickly drowned out by a frantic cry from the mewling sissy she was fisting. That squeal only grew louder as a pair of ass-pussy soaked fingers pinched her nipples and sent another jet of milk spraying out of her tit to shower down on them both. And that was was all before she began to pull her fist back out again in a slow yet forceful retreat that filled the room with a perverted sucking noise.

"Albus won't know what to do first!" Ginny cooed as her slime coated forearm reappeared, "You'll be such a perfect slut for him I doubt he'll ever want to leave the bedroom!"

"YES!" Helena gasped, her head thrashing from side to side as she clutched the sheets and bucked her hips like a wild animal, "YES OH GOD YES!"

Hearing those words and thinking about how much her husband would enjoy her body quickly sent her mind into a spiral from which it couldn't recover. Not as long as Ginny was around to play with and otherwise use her body at least. She barely even noticed her partner's fist pumping back and forth at an ever increasing rate or the incredibly forceful way in which it was removed after some time. Nor did she register when both of her ex wife's hands were stuffed inside her body sometime later and used like force open her already gaping hole until it could fit a giant's cock without any trouble. All of that was simply a background ecstasy to the many and wonderful fantasies her frazzled mind created thinking about her wedding night with her husband. And since she couldn't climax her lustfully hopeful thoughts continued to fill her mind without end, along with thoughts of Albus and dreams of the life they would lead together. Of the new life she'd been given by him and the woman she was once married to. Though for all her daydreaming and starry eyed fantasizing she could never totally miss what Ginny was doing to her at any given moment. Be it when her face was smothered by the sodden folds of the pussy she'd never fully satisfied as a man or when she was flipped ass over elbow and viciously fingered while staring up at her own ass-pussy. Being subjected to a shower of cunt juices and breast milk was as close as she came to snapping back to reality as the tawdry mixture of fluids splattered across her beautiful new face in an endless flow. Yet even that wasn't enough to shake the delirium that'd infected her mind, not that Ginny gave a damn.

Fully aware of how far gone her panting, half conscious lover was she felt annoyed at first. Even a little angry every time she witnessed that dazed grin and noticed how little it changed. But around the time she was stuffing one end of the double sided dildo into Helena's throat while keeping the other buried in her asshole she had something of an epiphany. If she was capable of such slavish devotion already, before her husband had taken her as his wife in every sense of the word, then she'd already been broken beyond repair. Any semblance of her old self was gone and only this new person remained. A woman fit to be fucked, bred, and enjoyed by the stallion that was her son. For all intents and purposes Ginny's work as a mother was finished! There was nothing left for her to do but enjoy the fruits of her labors in every imaginable fashion available to her. And once she came to that realization a weight was lifted off her mind. Admittedly it wasn't a particularly heavy weight and it really didn't affect her goals or desires in any great manner but the absence of any concerns beyond her own satisfaction was liberating all the same. Enough to send her into a veritable frenzy that, had she been capable of cumming, would've broken Helena's mind and body even further than it'd already been shattered.

Like an absolute maniac she jumped from one sexual position to another and indulged the long list of perversions she'd stored in her head with a newfound abandon. As if she was actively trying to destroy her son's bride she didn't hold anything back and the sounds of her uninhibited bliss filled every corner of their otherwise silent house so completely it was like she and Helena were fucking in every single room at once. Much to the amusement and pleasure of both Albus and James. At times she even found herself putting on a show for them despite neither actually seeing what she was doing. Just the knowledge that were hearing was enough. Well that and the multitude of full body, mind altering orgasms she gave herself over the course of the day. It'd be hard to pretend those weren't quite a large factor in her enjoyment. Though she couldn't exactly pretend that was always the case either! At times they were the sole defining aspect of her reality and at others they were just a delicious side effect of what she was doing. Like everything else this afforded a lovely ebb and flow to her debauchery, one that carried her into the furthest depths her mind could reach before pulling her back to reality once more.

What would be the final time she broke the surface to find herself in the real world Ginny noticed the sun setting outside her bedroom window. Adrenaline surged through her weary body and she pulled away from her lover's soaking wet form. Despite how wonderful it would've been to collapse beside her new plaything and let sleep take her both of them had places to be and men to be with. So instead of succumbing to her weariness she took a few sips of the potion that'd roused her ex husband earlier that morning and collected her want. She climbed back onto the bed and rolled her partner onto her back, spreading open her unmoving legs to reveal the mess beneath her caged clit. Pushing her wand into the slack, gaping hole that was Helena's ass-pussy Ginny pressed the tip against one of the creamy pink walls and uttered a quick spell. In a flash of pink light her lover's once stretched orifice had returned to the tight, oval shaped little pucker that Albus would no doubt enjoy ruining for hours on end.

"There were are!" She moaned, removing her wand and eagerly licking the fluids clinging to it as she straightened. "Now your husband will get to take your virginity properly. I also taught him that spell so he can use it any time he feels like it."

"Thank you . . ." She whimpered, "Thank you Ginny . . ."

"You're welcome Helena. But I have one more gift to offer before we start getting you ready for your wedding night."

"What is it?" Helena asked, looking at the grinning beauty kneeling between her outstretched legs with a curiously eager expression.

"Whenever your husband is away you're going to be my plaything. My personal toy to use and fuck as much as I desire. While Albus is providing for the family in a way you never could I'll be abusing that tight little ass-pussy and enjoying your womanly body to my heart's content. I've always wanted to fuck another woman and now that I have the chance, or at least as close to as it I'll get, I plan on making full use of the opportunity."

Surprised by what she was hearing but unable to deny how appealing the thought of being dominated by her ex wife was Helena could only nod and say, "Thank you."

"Thank you what?"

"Thank you mistress."

"Good girl." Crawling over her partner's body until their faces were barely a few centimeter's apart she pressed her vastly smaller tits against Helena's and rubbed her puffy cunt against the caged little clit that used to be her pathetic cock and said, "I think it's time to get you ready for your husband. We need to make you look beautiful for your first night together. We want him to be so astonished by your beauty he doesn't stop fucking you until he's drained his balls into your ass-pussy and neither of you can think straight. Don't we?"

"Yes!" She panted, "Yes! I don't want anything else but that! Please! Please help me look perfect for him!"

"Oh I'll do more than that." Ginny promised. "When I'm finished with your beauty will knock him flat on his back. He won't be able to keep his hands off you for a second!" She watched Helena moan and shiver at the prospect, taking no small amount of pleasure in what she was about to do next, "But first I have a letter to send . . ."

Yet again stepping off the bed she picked up a small envelope that'd gone totally unnoticed during all the sapphic pleasure. With a flick of her wand she opened the door and a whistle summoned the family owl. Ginny tied the letter to it's leg and sent it out of the room a moment later. "What was that letter?"

"A letter of annulment to the Ministry of Magic." Ginny said, smiling coquettishly at Helena from over her shoulder, "As well as two marriage certificates so you an Albus can be married properly. We'll have a real ceremony later."

Sitting up and beaming as pure joy flooded her mind and body Helena stared at the open door like it'd just granted her deepest desires. Which in a way it had. "Thank you Ginny!" She exclaimed, "Will it be official by the time Albus and I are making love?"

"It'll be official before I finish preparing you for your wedding night."

Overcome with emotion at the thought of marrying her one true love and making love to him the very same night Helena covered her mouth with one hand as tears streamed down her cheeks, "Thank you!"

"Thank me after Albus has fucked you all night long." Ginny cooed, "If you can even talk afterwards!"

With an ear to ear smile she slipped off the bed and approached her ex wife with shaky but purposeful steps. "Thank you so much!" She gasped, throwing her arms around the woman ultimately responsible for her new, soon to be perfect life, "I can never thank you enough!"

"You're welcome Helena." Ginny returned the hug without any trace of aloofness, genuinely delighted at how everything was turning out, "But we shouldn't waste too much time on gratitude. You have a wedding night to prepare for."

"Of course!"

The two women broke apart with the latter sitting back down on the bed as the former set her sights on the wardrobe sitting nearby. Sauntering towards it with a slowly widening grin she flung the doors open and made a little show of perusing the available outfits for something. In truth she'd already decided what her son's bride to be would wear on her wedding night. Not an hour after perfecting the spell that would turn her into Albus' perfect 'woman' she'd created an ensemble so perfectly tailored to Helena's body there was a good chance her youngest would faint the moment he laid eyes on bride. Which was a perfect outcome and one Ginny almost found herself looking forward to despite knowing she wouldn't even be present when it occurred. Mostly because of how she knew he'd eventually thank her once he'd finished enjoying his wife's body for hours or even days on end. Of course before any of that could take place she had to actually put her companion into the specially crafted lingerie so with that in mind she let out a deliberately teasing giggle and started collecting the garments in question. The moment it was all gathered she spun on her heel to present the entire collection with the air of a woman showing off the greatest creation known to humanity. Which it might as well have been if Helena's awestruck, teary eyed expression was any indication. Clapping both hands over her mouth and gasping she tried in vain to blink away the tears streaming down her cheeks but only succeeded in clouding her vision. Forced to wipe them away with her forearm she sprang to her feet and rushed towards Ginny. An unbridled sense of joy flooded her body and the instant her fingers touched the unimaginably soft fabric a watery laugh burst from her lungs.

"It's perfect!"

"I know. Albus deserves perfection."

"Yes he does!"

Helena nodded and looked down at her body as if suddenly realizing how sticky and disheveled she'd become over the course of the day. Ginny laughed at her partner's antics and put the wedding lingerie back in the wardrobe to instead draw a bath for both of them. Once the pungent odor of pussy juice and breast milk was washed away to be replaced with the scent of vanilla and lavender, two smells Albus and James loved, they could start getting ready for the night. For the better part of an hour they worked to make everything perfect. Lingerie was adjusted until it hugged every inch of her body and makeup was applied to accentuate the many womanly features sculpted for this exact purpose. By the time they were finished Helena looked absolutely radiant. The picture of femininity and arousal there was nary a trace of who she'd been before Albus and Ginny had shown her the way, save perhaps the caged clit and laughably small testicles hanging beneath it. But their presence only served to enhance the rest of her undeniably girlish features. Or at least that's what she hoped as she admired herself in the mirror while her companion did her own makeup in front of the nearby vanity. Distracted as she was with her own appearance and how Albus would react Helena paid almost no attention to what Ginny was doing and she certainly didn't question why her mistress was applying an uncannily similar collection of mascara, lipstick, and other touches. The thought didn't even occur to her until she'd worn herself out worrying and finally turned towards the woman seated beside her.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting ready for my own wedding."

"Y-you're wedding? Who-who are you marrying?"

"James." She replied with a smile, "Now that our pathetic excuse for a marriage is over I can finally be with a real man. One who can fuck and breed me all night long. Who can ravish my body and dominate me the way I deserve to be dominated. Don't you agree?"

Momentarily struck dumb by what she was hearing Helena quickly found herself nodding as a beautiful smile lit up her face, "Of course! You should be with a real man!"

Ginny smiled at her and said, "We both should. And we both will. In less than an hour we'll be married to proper, masculine husbands that can fuck us morning, noon, and night."

"I can't wait!"

"Neither can I!" She turned away from her lover and collected her wand. With a handful of flicks she'd transfigured various scraps of clothes lying in the hamper into a set of lingerie every bit as glorious as the one adorning Helena's body. A final swish sent it wrapping around her freckled contours and in the blink of an eyes she was ready for her wedding night, "Before we leave I have one more gift for you. A special item all the brides and concubines of the Black family wear on their wedding nights . . ."

Twenty minutes later Albus was standing outside his bedroom staring at the doorknob. At his mother's insistence he'd left to take a bath and while he was gone she'd snuck his bride to be inside, coyly telling him as much before she made her way into his brother's room. Now, as he listened to James vigorously fucking their mum, he picture the beautiful creature waiting for him at that very moment. His heart was ready to explode and his hands couldn't stop shaking. Although he wanted nothing more than to burst into the bedroom and ravish his new wife for hours on end the prospect of finally doing so after all the time they'd spent getting to that point was almost terrifying. But the more he thought about the woman no doubt laying there waiting for him to enter the harder it was for his body to resist the siren call. In spite of the butterflies dancing around in his stomach his hand reach out to grasp the doorknob and no matter how many goosebumps spread across his fit, muscular body he still pushed the door open to step inside. Deliberately looking back as he shut and locked it behind him Albus took a slightly shaky breath as he slowly turned towards the bed sitting at the center of a hundred candles and a lavishly decorated room. When he finally laid eyes on the stunning beauty seductively stretched out across their marital bed his jaw nearly hit the floor. Any nervousness he might've had vanished to be replaced by a sudden and overwhelming desire. Desire to love, to fuck, to worship, to hold, to do everything and anything a man could enjoy with a woman.

Although her supple new body was every bit as buxom and curvaceous as it'd been that morning the lingerie and makeup adorning it gave her an air of womanly perfection that couldn't be matched by any spells. Long, sheer stockings reached from the tips of her toes to the middle of her plump thighs before connecting to a garter belt that hugged and draped across her slender waist. Both her round, shapely ass and nicely caged clit were left all but completely exposed by the lacy fabric with the outermost edges drawing attention to both like the frame surrounding a painting. Fastened around her smooth belly and lower back was a corset that did nothing to hide her enormous, heaving breasts and in fact purposefully drew the eye towards them as it cradled and lifted her soft mounts higher than any bra. Her shoulders and arms were completely bare save an ornate silvery necklace sporting the Black family crest and two bracelets of a similar color and design around her wrists. Her long, black tresses were left to cascade wantonly down her back and about her face with only a sparkling tiara keeping any errant strands from blocking her gorgeous countenance. That task was left to the flowing veil hanging from her circlet to shroud her entire face and spill across her chest like water into a pond. Every last scrap of what passed for clothing adorning her body was colored the same brilliant emerald to match her wide, adoring eyes as they peered at him from behind the veil. And in the warm glow of the candles all around the room Albus could see a similar colored makeup surrounding those beautiful orbs and delicately painted over her pouty lips while the rest of her face was left bare. The crimson spreading through her cheeks was entirely her own, no makeup was necessary to darken her skin upon seeing the man she loved.

"You look . . . there aren't any words to describe how you look . ."

"Thank you . . ." She said, quietly sitting up and sliding to the edge of the bed so she could stand before her tall, masculine husband, "I wanted to look perfect for you tonight . . ."

"And you do." He whispered. Stepping forward and laying his hands on her waist he drank in the sight of his breathtaking wife for a moment, "And you always will."

Beaming with delight and quivering in anticipation she very nearly kissed him, stopping short only as she remembered something Ginny had told her, "Helena Jezebel Potter . . ." She murmured, "T-that's my new name . . . a new name for a new woman . . . h-how do you like it?"

"I don't. I adore it." Albus smiled.

"And I adore you." She replied.

He grinned a little wider and blushed in a way that sent shivers down her spine. "Before we begin I have one last matter to attend . . ."

"What?"

"The wedding ceremony." Stepping just far enough away to collect his wand from the nearby desk he gave it a little flick and all the lights in the room dimmed for a moment. "Under the circumstances I didn't think we could call in a vicar . . . so hopefully you'll be content without all of that . . ."

"Of course I will!" Helena gasped, "I don't care about anything but marrying you!"

With a nod Albus swallowed past the lump in his throat and started giving the vows he'd been writing since the day he decided to do all this with his brother and mother. Although he'd meant to commit it to parchment at some point he'd never quite gotten around to it and there were definitely certain parts he misremembered or forgot entirely. As well as sections that were out of order. But none of that mattered to his blushing bride. She heard every word out of his mouth with a brilliant, watery eyed smiled as her heart pounded madly in her chest and a swell of adoration filled her body. The words he said were so heartfelt and so beautiful she started crying within seconds and would continue to cry throughout his whole speech. By the time he was done she was sniffling so loudly it was almost hard to hear what he was saying to her, though she made sure to hang on every single word. And once he'd finished Helena gladly took her love's hands and began to deliver her own vows. Though she had an enormous amount of difficulty getting even a single word out through the sobbing and the smiles. Somehow she managed to get through them and express her deepest and most sincere adoration for him, how desperately she loved him, and how overjoyed she was to spend her new life by his side. It was hard to communicate just how glad she was that their lives had taken the turn it had but if the tears in the corners of his eyes were any indication he understood what she was trying to convey.

When her speech was finished Albus thanked her for everything she'd said and squeezed her hands in a gentle, reassuring gesture before he started in on the final part of their little ceremony. He asked her if she wanted to marry him. She said yes in the most emphatic and joyous tone her body could convey. Then there was a short pause as he smiled at her for a moment. Helena quickly realized what he was waiting for and asked him if he wanted to marry her. Responding with every bit as much passion and enthusiasm as her the man she loved said yes and the two of them kissed. Their embrace was every bit as wonderful as she hoped it would be and the entire world seemed to be spinning as they kissed for the first time as husband and wife. Her arms snaked around his body to hold him tight against her while his did the same, his strong grip crushing her against him until all the air was forced out of her lungs. And when they finally broke apart neither could bear to move more than a few centimeters away from one another. Had their bodies not been aching for the carnal satisfaction both of them craved so badly they likely could've stayed there for hours just staring at one another. Luckily for both of them she'd had her fill of waiting and now that everything was as official as it could be she was going to be with her man. At long last she was going to be with her man!

Yet again overcome by a rush of emotions so profound and so amazing she had no way to prepare for them Helena released the breath she'd been holding in a sudden gust of watery laughter. As her veil fluttered and her whole body shook she laid her hands atop her husband's and slowly lifted them from her waist. No matter how wonderful his touch felt and how desperately happy she was to feel it there was something she desired even more. Without so much as a word she guided her man to the bed and sat him down right at the edge before slowly stepping away. His slightly confused smile and madly throbbing cock very nearly made her give up on her attempts to be sexy and seductive. It would've been so much easier to simply climb atop that fat, throbbing pole and let it ravish her ass-pussy while she screamed his name until her throat bled. But after what Ginny had told her about how much Albus liked being teased she had to at least try her hand at a little dance. Doing her best to remember the advice and last minute lessons she'd been given Helena swayed her hips back and forth in a tantalizing motion. She still wasn't fully comfortable with the new contours and weight of her body, particularly around her chest and buttocks so those initial motions were a bit less sultry and a lot more clumsy. If her husband had any issues with the uncoordinated jerking of her hips and bouncing of her tits he made no mention of it as he watched with open delight.

His kindness gave her enough confidence to continue despite how embarrassed she was by her failings and before long Helena managed to find some semblance of a rhythm and flair. Enough to bring a shy smile to her face as she timidly spun on her heels to show off every inch of her body to the man that'd helped create it. When she looked back at Albus to see what he thought of her ass she was delighted to find his mouth hanging open and his rather impressive cock leaping into the air. While it was much too big to stand upright on it's own the lurching movements that brought it off the bed before gravity sent it back down with a thud were even more arousing. So much so she quickly found herself adopting more and more provocative poses as her desire to tease and seduce him melted away. Now all she could think about was getting her man so incredibly aroused he could think of nothing except her body. Thankfully she couldn't read his thoughts or she might've learned he was already in that state and had been from the moment he laid eyes on her. Which would've prevented her entire dance from even happening and denied Albus the sheer, unabridged joy of watching his wife strut her stuff. All culminating in a single, perfect moment when she finally bent over to show off the sopping wet ass-pussy hidden between her buttocks. Somewhat comically peering at him from between her legs she pushed a finger into her gooey hole and wriggled it around hard enough for him to hear how wet she really was.

"Look how wet I am Albus!" Helena panted,"Look how wet my slutty little ass-pussy is just thinking about being with you! Thank you so much for making me into the woman I am! Thank you so much for making me into a real woman Albus! Thank you!"

Overcome by desire for the woman before him Albus leapt off the bed like a werewolf pouncing on it's prey. Faster than she could react he buried his face between her luscious round buttocks and buried his tongue inside the sopping wet ass-pussy that'd so captivated him. Instantly and totally overwhelmed by the rush of ecstasy that flooded her system upon feeling her husband's tongue swirl madly around her aching cunt Helena let out an orgasmic scream. For reasons that seemed downright absurd now she never expected him to taste her wantonly quivering ring. Somehow that seemed beneath him, like he'd lower himself to the same level of debauchery sluts like her and Ginny were supposed to occupy if he did so. Of course the silliness of that was made abundantly clear as he licked and teased every part of her hole with a care and passion that put her to shame. Why wouldn't he want to taste the fruits of his labors and share with her an experience that no one else could? Why wouldn't he want to give her every ounce of bliss she so desperately needed from him before claiming her mind, body, and soul? Helena should've expected nothing less from the wonderful, perfect man she adored and she couldn't have been happier to find her baseless assumptions wrong yet again.

In fact being proven so utterly wrong about her husband sent the widest smile spreading across her face. One that wouldn't remain for long as the ecstasy of his feverish movements and the delight of finally being with her soulmate melted the grin off her face to replace it with an open mouthed, slightly cross eyed look of pure carnal satisfaction. After what might as well have been years of teasing and denial finally experiencing the touch of her man was the sweetest agony she'd known. His movements were so unlike what she'd felt earlier with Ginny, like he was truly enjoying the feeling of her body wrapped around his tongue every motion was tender and exploratory. She could feel his lust as surely as she could feel his passion and even the most subtle shift was like an unspoken declaration of his love. The way his hands caressed her thighs as he wrapped them around her waist and pulled her into his probing lips was more wonderful than all the physical gifts in the world. The knowledge that he wanted her so much he didn't care how he had her brought tears to her eyes and sent her spiraling down into the depths of ecstasy so effortlessly it was hard to remember a time she hadn't known such pleasure.

Every fiber of her being cried out for him as her muscles spasmed uncontrollably and waves of ecstasy crashed down on her in an endless barrage. Unable to remain bent over as she was Helena instinctively straightened only for her back to continue curving in the opposite direction. Her hands clumsily pawed at her lover's head as she looked back to see his face buried between her fat, jiggling ass. For whatever reason actually seeing his handsome features bouncing back and forth between her cheeks at the same time she felt his tongue dancing inside her ass-pussy was more than she could handle. A torrent of hot, sticky fluids exploded from the depths of her ass-pussy to all but drown the man she loved. Though some sprayed into his open mouth where it was quickly as eagerly swallowed like the delectable treat it was the rest was sent cascading down his face and chest like a tawdry waterfall. And while the sounds of her breathless screams reverberated throughout the entire room in an ever growing cacophony the equally debased sounds of her gushing cunt could be heard any time Helena took a breath. Alongside a steady drip as her fluids trickled down Albus' body to form an ever growing puddle across the flood beneath him. One into which his cock was busily disgorging thick streams of precum as it waited for it's chance to enjoy his wife's madly quivering ass-pussy. Unfortunately it would have quite a while to wait as he lavished her ring in kisses and gentle strokes and she lavished him with desperately aroused squeals and increasingly thick fonts of arousal. At some point she started to grind against his face, her hips all but demanding that she move as the unrivaled ecstasy of his touch became more than she could handle.

Spurred by that same profound need her lips were compelled to cry out his name. To scream it as loud as she could manage and hope that he truly understood how much she loved him. "ALBUS! ALBUS! ALBUS! OH GOOOOOOOOOOOOD AAAAAAAAAAALBUUUUUUUUUUUUS!"

Lacking the ability to respond with words her husband chose instead to meet such an incredible bevvy of sounds with something even better. Although it didn't feel like an improvement at first. Pulling his tongue from her quivering ass-pussy just as another jet of fluid squirted out he stood and wrapped both arms around her waist. Still in the throes of ecstasy Helena barely registered what was happening until the floor suddenly vanished from beneath her feet. And by the time she was able to realize her man had lifted her into the air, as easily as he would've lifted a plate, the two of them were sprawled across their marital bed. Lying flat on her stomach with her ass in the air and messily leaking hole still unleashing a torrent of arousal she was in no position to question what her partner was doing. Which was fortunate because he had no interest in answering questions or even speaking at all. Albus only cared about one thing: breeding his wife over and over again until exhaustion claimed him. So without any hesitation at all he pressed the head of his prick against her swollen and sightly gaped hole. Helena managed to let out a single, delighted gasp before her husband pushed his full weight down atop her and his enormous cock all but plunged into her shamefully aroused body. In a single thrust lasting only as long as it took her heart to skip a beat his entire length was embedded in her cunt and reaching so, breathtakingly deep it broke everything she knew about pleasure. As well as most of her admittedly fractured and barely functional mind. The scream she tried to unleash died in her throat as her entire body instead focused it's rapidly waning strength on the ecstasy of her husband's cock. The sheer pleasure that came from, at long last, knowing what it felt like to have him inside of her as a woman. She was all but paralyzed by the experience and it was only when her man's cock began to retreat that she came alive again.

As incredible as his first thrust had been it paled in comparison to the beauty of his withdrawal. Like a jealous lover her ass-pussy clamped down around his cock so tightly it made him gasp and while she could do nothing to slow his movements her feverishly clenched inner walls still had quite an effect on her husband. Particularly when he glanced down at their joined bodies and saw her ring distending out as it was pulled by his prick until it'd almost completely inverted. He could just barely see the fleshy pink folds of her cunt when his hips came to a stop with the head of his shaft pulling at the once snug little opening to her sloppy hole. Just as he was about to slam down again and return her deliciously ruined ass-pussy back to normal Helena shuddered and her whole body tightened for a moment. A thick spurt of arousal sprayed out of her cunt to splash against his sack and all but petrify him as amazement filled his mind. Suddenly his gaze had left her pulsing cunt to look higher. To find the back of her head as she lay sprawled against the bed with her arms outstretched and her hands curled into fists. Though her beautiful face was hidden by a shroud of hair and the veil still clinging to her askew tiara he could picture the expression flitting across her features. But it wasn't enough. Nothing about the situation he found himself in was enough. She deserved so much more and he was going to give it to her come hell or high water. First by plunging his cock back inside her with a mighty thrust and then by pulling aside the soft black tresses obscuring her face. The very moment it was revealed he kissed her neck. Helena moaned at his unexpected touch and continued to moan as his lips trailed ever higher.

Her arousal absolutely skyrocketed when he left yet another tender kiss against her jaw the same time his hips pulled back once more. Gripping the bed sheets with a white knuckled ecstasy she cried out his name one more time before descending into another mind breaking, reality shattering burst of pleasure from which there was surely no return. If he was at all bothered by this reaction Albus didn't show it as he continued to thrust in and out of her gushing ass-pussy while simultaneously marking every part of her skin his lips could reach with an endless stream of kisses. Occasionally he paused to nibble at her ear lobe or whisper some sweet nothing into she wished she could understand but such things were rare and he seemed far more determined to absolutely ravish her cunt with his cock while lavishing her face with his affection. For nearly ten perfect minutes that was her life, although in the heat of the moment Helena didn't have any chance of actually measuring it, and she never wanted it to end. All the ecstasy she'd been denied up until that point was being given as freely as her husband's love and nothing else in the world mattered. Everything she'd ever wanted had been and was being given to her over and over again, what more could she possibly desire? The immediate answer to that question was 'nothing' but thankfully for both of them Albus wasn't anywhere near as limited in his thinking. In fact just as he was building up a decent speed and every centimeter of her face had enjoyed his kiss he once again took his wife by surprise. First by shoving his cock inside her ass with an almighty slam and then by sliding both arms around her body. One cradled her flat belly while the other reached up to squeeze her neck just hard enough to choke the moan trying to escape from her lungs. Just as she was about to respond in some halfhearted attempt at communication he lifted both of them upright in an impressive burst of strength.

Clumsily flailing at the air in front of her before grabbing her man's forearms and holding on for dear life Helena was far too overwhelmed by ecstasy to handle what was going on. The fact that she was suddenly kneeling on the bed with her man behind her holding them up was entirely beyond her limited scope. But the renewed thrusting of his cock and the kissing of his lips against the other side of her face wasn't so she hardly gave a damn. Nor was his newfound ability to grope and fondle her heaving tits as much as he wanted, something Albus wasted very little time doing as he rammed her ass-pussy with an incredible abandon. Milk squirted from her sensitive nipples the instant his fingers touched them and in not time at all his hand and forearm was soaked in further proof of her womanhood. She felt his breath against her skin as the intensity of his kisses grew alongside the intensity of his thrusts and with every passing moment she longed to feel her lips against his a little more. But turning her head that far to the side was nothing short of impossible. Still caught in the throes of an orgasm she had no hope of doing anything but leaning against his broad chest and holding on for dear life while he churned up her cunt and proved over and over again how a real man fucked.

While she in turned demonstrated why she was never and could never be anything but a woman. Yet that didn't stop her from wanting to kiss her man properly and the longer she was denied the pleasure the more passionately she craved it. Each ragged breath that went by without the touch of his mouth and the taste of his tongue seemed to heighten those desires until they were all consuming. Helena tried to communicate what she wanted to him, tried to express her burning need in a selfish bid to feel as close as possible to her husband but the words didn't come. No amount of yearning on the planet could make her vocal chords work or overcome the surging waves of ecstasy that ruined all attempts at communication. Her only hope was Albus somehow sensing what she wanted. Somehow figuring it out from the feverish whimpers and desperate, wide eyed looks she was giving him. Of course expecting such a thing to happen was nothing short of madness, even from the incredible man she'd stumbled into marrying. Which only made his eventual actions that much more wonderful.

In what was fast becoming his trademark he took her completely by surprise as he pulled his cock free of her ass-pussy and pulled them both off the bed. Her feet returned to the sticky floor just long enough for her to be left disoriented as she was spun around to face her man. She stared uncomprehendingly at his grinning face and wondered why the room around them seemed to be turning. Helena landed with a bounce against the mattress, what little air was left in her lungs rushing out in a surprised gasp. While she was left dizzily trying to recover her husband slid his hands beneath her legs to push them towards her chest while lifting her jiggling ass off the bed entirely. Around the time she felt her knees pressing against her tits and saw her ankles poised in the air she realized what Albus was doing. But knowing what came next and experiencing it were entirely different matters and watching him crouch above her ass-pussy and drive his cock straight down inside her was like heaven. She basked in every centimeter of her husband's prick as it glided deeper into her than ever before. Deep enough in fact to hit the newly created barrier that accompanied the most prominent changes to her physiology. Before she could begin to lift her head in an attempt to kiss him she felt his cock slam against something deep within her cunt, something that hadn't been there before and something that sent shivers through both of them. As if splashed by a bucket of cold water the two of them broke the haze clouding their senses to stare at each other with a single burning question on their lips.

"Is that . . . Did I just . . . Do you have . . ." Albus trailed off before any of his thoughts could finish and the awestruck look on his face was mirrored on Helena's as she slowly realized what his cock had just collided with.

"Is it possible?" She asked, not daring to believe it.

"Of course it's possible . . . I just never thought . . . oh my God!" He grinned down at her and shoved his dick back against the barrier that'd stopped it before. While she shuddered in delight at the sensation he was struck by how similar it felt to the times he'd fucked his mother's pussy. Identical in fact. Which could only mean one thing, "You have a cervix!"

"I think I do!" Helena moaned, "D-does that mean . . . Do I have . . ."

"I think so . . ."

An incredibly long pause followed in the wake of their discovery as both Albus and Helena considered what this meant for them. What it meant for their new life. "Breed me . . ." She finally managed to say, her voice quiet and almost imperceptible, "Breed me Albus . . . fill me with your cum . . . fill me with your babies . . . please . . . please my love . . . breed me!"

So completely aroused by the prospect of actually impregnating his wife and making her a woman in every sense of the world Albus let out a bestial growl and lunged forward. His lips pressed against hers in a flurry of passion while his hips wasted no time pulling back and slamming down as eagerly as they possibly could. Completely losing himself in the base, animalistic urge to see his mate pregnant and satisfied he buried his cock inside her ass-pussy as hard and as fast as humanly possible. The feverish slap of his balls against her lower back and his hips against her ass cheeks filled their bedroom in a lewd cacophony of unbridled love. Helena threw her arms around his shoulders the moment she felt his kiss and her nails dug furrows into his back as she descended into the depths of ecstasy yet again. Only this time she wasn't alone in her descent. As passionate as he'd been before knowing now he could, and indeed would, breed his woman pushed Albus right over the edge faster than anything else. His wanton desire, his uncontrollable need to see her belly swollen with their children and know it was by his doing that she'd become the perfect woman became the sole facet of his existence. It was his only motivation and thankfully his body was more than prepared to fulfill that desire. Perhaps not quite as eager as hers but the difference was negligible at worst and completely meaningless at best. It certainly wasn't in any way on their minds as the first hot strands of cum exploded from his cock to baste her cervix and send them both into fits of quivering bliss. All while he continued to thrust in and out of her ass-pussy in a constant frenzy of baby making passion.

As surely as she felt her own heart beating madly inside her chest Helena felt the entrance to her womb open and her husband's seed gush into the very depths of her body. It didn't matter if such a thing was part of the magic that created this new version of her or simply a consequence of how deeply she loved him. Each and every load delivered by his tightening balls was delivered exactly where it belonged and that was all she cared about. Ecstasy in it's purest and most wonderful form set their bodies aflame as he pumped the first of many climaxes inside of her, each thrust accompanied by another fountain of life giving cum. By the time his initial orgasm had subsided her womb was practically overflowing with his spunk and the continued slapping of his body against her own made it slosh messily around like water in a nearly overflowing cauldron. And the fact that he showed no signs of stopping even after such an incredible amount of jizz was as much a testament of his love as anything else. Because in his haste to be with his wife Albus had completely forgotten to drink the potion meant to increase his stamina. He'd forgotten quite a lot upon seeing her and now it was only the youthful drive to sow his wild oats paired with an overriding love for the woman into which he was dumping his seed keeping his cock hard and his hips thrusting. In much the same way it was naught but an all encompassing need to have his babies and become the woman she should've been, as well as an endless well of love for her man, that kept Helena from passing out as she was literally fucked for hours on end. Carried by their shared passions the two remained locked in that position long into the night. Longer than James and Ginny and longer than they ever thought possible. Her ass-pussy was overflowing with cum and still he continued to fuck her.

"I love you Albus!" She gasped, "I love you!"

"I love you Helena!" He groaned, "I love you!"