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Chap. 38: Or Physical Enhancement?

"Okay, I think they're distracted enough," Lyra murmured, taking a break between shags herself to stand up and let her form melt into her natural one, with armor, wings, horns and tail all plainly visible. "I need to save my energy for a bit. Use me if you want, but I need to rest so I can't be as active."

Neville was the only one with a clear view of Lilith, but he already knew what the Succubus truly looked like. Dean, Seamus, and Hannah, if they noticed, didn't make any sign of caring, entirely intent on fucking each other- in this case, fucking Hannah- utterly senseless.

Then the Succubus closed her eyes and lay back, one hand beneath her head, the other idly playing with one nipple, and opened her legs in case someone wanted to do as she'd said.

Ron, who, as far as Harry knew had never had Lilith like this, seemed intrigued, and pulled away from Hermione's still sucking mouth to feel one of the Succubus' breasts, then tweak the dark purple nipple before pulling it into his mouth. Then Hermione was sucking him again, pushing no fewer than four of her own fingers into Lilith's cunt, looking increasingly desperate. She shifted again when Ron moved down to taste Lilith's delicious, bubble-gum flavored folds, though he only did that for a few seconds before he again pulled away from Hermione and shoved his dick inside the Succubus, rutting madly.

Ginny started throwing herself up and down Harry's dick with abandon, her rectum and anus squeezing tightly, "Cum in my arse, Harry, so we can keep Hermione company."

"Good idea, Pet," he grunted, obeying her request in just a few seconds. He'd already been close, and it was getting easier and easier to either hold off or orgasm on command.

Like Hermione's had, Ginny's belly began to distend as he filled her, but as Ron blasted into Lilith and immediately kept going, he slowly began to settle, allowing his Pet time to slowly crawl off him, coaxing several shudders of after-shocks from both of them. "Hermione," she cooed, "Harry has cream on his dick..."

That was all it took for the wild-eyed girl, hair sparking with pent-up magic and frustration, to pounce, almost throwing Ginny to the side in her haste to gobble him up, uncaring that he'd been in Ginny's ass a moment earlier.

Hermione's tongue swirled around him anyway, lips and one hand on his base both moving as fast as ever before. Then Ginny somehow slithered her body beneath Hermione's, and started eating her out again.

And if Ginny cared that Hermione was full of Ron's spunk, she didn't say a word about it.

That knowledge added another step to Harry's plan for the siblings, one he felt could be enacted in just a few minutes. But he was over-sexed and really, really wanted to cum in Hermione's mouth again. He let her control it this time, and was rewarded with her tongue dancing around his whole, fat head while he gushed out several shots, spreading the girl's cheeks as her own eyes began to roll. Then she coughed, and a tiny little speck of white came out of her right nostril.

Hermione began swallowing, gulping down his semen as quickly as she could. Rather disgustingly she snorted the leaking bit back into her sinuses and swallowed that too, before releasing him from her mouth. "So much cum..."

"Wanton slut," he whispered endearingly, "you never get enough anymore, do you?"

"Your slut," Hermione whispered, "you and Ron."

Then she leaned down between his legs, and started licking at Ginny, who moaned between Hermione's own legs.

Ron was slamming into Lilith still, one hand wrapped around the tip of her spaded tail, the other roughly groping a massive, round tit. Behind him, the others had moved so that Seamus was on his back, Hannah face-up atop him. Neville was shagging her pussy with the Irishman in her ass, but Dean was now facing her head with his muscular legs over her abdomen, his long shaft buried between her tits but the tip entering and leaving Hannah's mouth.

Suddenly, he wanted to try that with... well, all the girls here. But first...

"Ron, you need to let Lilith rest. Come here."

He had to repeat the statement before his friend, enraptured himself, looked his direction. "Seriously, come fuck Hermione. Lilith needs to rest."

"R- Right. Hermione's cunny..."

Dripping with his own semen and the Succubus', Ron pulled out, knee-walked around the two sixty-nining girls, and... hesitated.

"Ginny's..."

"Fuck me, Ron!" Hermione cried, "Need you!"

"Alright, alright..." and he pushed in.

Only then did Harry push into Ginny's twat, too. Harry knew he should hold back, go slow still, but he also knew that he could climax again and again, and he didn't care to stop. So he fucked harder, instead, shoving his entire length deep into Ginny, crushing past her cervix on every single push, ripping himself out, and going right back in, never fully leaving her.

Hermione, meanwhile, somehow found an angle to position her head to resume fingering and licking Ginny's pale folds, tugging softly on occasion, or delivering little nibbles. Her own cries suggested to Harry that Ginny was at least carefully doing the same to her, or maybe using only her hands, for some of the half-insane mutterings she started letting loose were his name, some were Ron's, and the rest Ginny's.

They were like that for a few minutes, before Ron looked down, gasping, "G- Ginny! What're you- Oh Merlin!"

His body seized, and Hermione's moans deepened as he climaxed into her.

Only when she pushed further forward, head now cocked fully sideways, off of him, did Harry see...

Ginny was still licking Ron's hanging balls. Then her hand closed around his shaft and started pumping slowly, gently. The ginger, of course, never softened- not unless he wanted to stop, for his Runes had been active almost as long as Harry's, even if they weren't as strong.

Still, clearly exhausted, Hermione rolled off of Ginny, one hand holding her pussy closed to keep Ron's leavings inside as long as possible, the other draped over her chest, while she panted to catch her breath, staring up at the 'stars' high above.

"The Ritual, Ron," Ginny hissed, still pumping her brother's cock while Harry, slower now, slid in and out of her cunt, "I have to make you cum, remember?"

Harry did not remember that being part of the ritual, but it was his new plan, working out perfectly. "She's right, Ron. Let it happen. You know she's a fine bird, let her wank you. Don't you want to see your cum on her tits?"

His best mate didn't say anything, but neither did he pull away as Ginny went back to flicking her tongue's tip along the bottom of his scrotum, or move her other hand up to twist and jerk on his long, long pole.

"Weird," Hermione offered breathlessly, looking down her body to see the siblings' activity, "but... it's kinda hot."

"Really hot," Harry muttered, flexing his PT muscles to further swell himself in Ginny's delightfully tight cunt, which was spasming in a clear orgasm though she somehow kept the normal moans down, maybe to keep her brother from spooking.

Harry kept shagging Ginny until Hermione had caught her breath, though she had only lightly started rubbing circles on her clit again, and Ginny finally got Ron off, angling him down, as she'd said, to paint her tits with more white.

And he came a lot. What looked like at least a half-pint of semen dribbled and ran off the small breasts in rivulets.

Then Lilith was there, eyes half-lidded, "Cum on her, everyone. Either inside or on Ginny. After everyone has at least once, I can do the Ritual Runes, and then we can just have fun."

Harry kept Ginny's prized cunt for himself for a few minutes until he was ready to blow, and filled her once more so that she almost looked like she was in the beginning stages of pregnancy, though her distended stomach emptied a bit with gravity alone, before Dean asked, "Can I fuck yer ass, Ginny?"

That simple question, fraught as it was, sparked a new wave of energy in everyone, though Lilith still hung back.

Soon, Dean had stuffed Ginny again from behind, while Neville used her pussy to bring on another rapid climax, then a second, for he was just too fat in the rod, and the girl too tight, for him to hold back. She blew Seamus, too, eagerly taking him in her mouth until he unleashed a weakening jet or three of jizz into her throat.

Hannah meanwhile, inhibitions long-gone now, used Ginny's limp hand like a dildo, shoving the whole thing, small though it might have been, into her now gaping twat, and rode it like a cowboy on a rampaging bull.

Taking the cue, Hermione took up Ginny's other hand and did the same. Somehow, twisting her body, Hermione once more started sucking Ron's entire length down her throat, shagging her own skull onto him with the same motions that forced his sister's hand into her well-worn pussy.

Which left Harry and Lilith. The Succubus was looking on, but not even pleasuring herself, though she smiled in his direction, "Almost done with the 'work' part, Master... as soon as everyone climaxes."

"But I want mine," he growled.

Lilith shrugged, "Find someone."

The angles for Hannah and Hermione wouldn't work, though, even if Hermione was facing outward from the group, and Ginny's entire body was occupied as far as he could see. And while he'd grabbed Ron's cock earlier to keep him from maybe impregnating Hannah, he wasn't about to do anything like it again unless he had to.

But wait... Hannah's mouth was empty still, and she could be moved.

With only the whites of softly-shining eyes visible, Harry lowered Hannah down onto her back. With legs spread, she didn't slow down pleasuring herself with Ginny's hand, and her mouth fell open slackly as she panted. But Harry didn't want her to pass out, so he needed to control himself. No matter how much he didn't want to.

Then...

Dean's cock between Hannah's tits.

That'd work, and she did have a very nice pair, even bigger than Lyra's.

He threw his leg over her torso and grabbed the outside of both tits, holding them close. But his dick wouldn't cooperate, it was standing to firm and high. So he pushed it down, but that made one of Hannah's breasts fall to the side.

Again, Lilith came to his rescue, sliding her cunt over Hannah's mouth. The human girl didn't begin right away, but the non-human didn't seem to care immediately as she looked into her Master's eyes with deep affection, "Let me help you, Master."

"Thanks, Pet," Harry groaned as he felt the soft globes mold around his dick, which he angled down with one hand. With the other, he tweaked and twisted both of Hannah's nips again, then lifted it to work Lyra's in turn, before leaning down to suckle one. His hips started moving instinctually, and he groaned, looking down through the narrow gap between Lilith's perfect tits to Hannah's, his entire cock almost invisible as it sank into the crevasse, only the tip jutting up to brush over the Hufflepuff's lip and, after a few moments, tongue.

Somehow, over the next two minutes, Harry found such a perfect angle that ninety percent of him was moving through, tit-fucking Hannah, while his head and the last inch or so of his cock moved over the girl's mouth, while the top butted up against Lyra's clit again and again.

Soon, even the Succubus was hit by the eroticism of the evening, and began to pant quietly as, one after the other behind him, each of the other participants had a world-shattering orgasm, then fell quiet as they rested, catching their breath.

Harry was the last one to go, Hannah now limp and possibly catatonic beneath him, but Harry pulled back to cover her tits anyway, again and again, before scooping up a hand-ful of his jizz and slathering it onto Ginny's already-covered stomach.

Then, while everyone else was still panting or passed out, Lilith said quietly, "Alright, that should be good enough. I'll start working on the Runes, now. If you want to fuck, go ahead, but if you're using my holes, be gentle- and I need my mouth and hands free. Same with Ginny, leave her mouth free and don't go hard so she doesn't shake."

Harry stood up, "Loo," and moved into the hall they'd entered from what must have been three hours or more earlier to relieve himself.

When he came out, a glance at the wall-clock told him the time was nearly two in the morning. As he entered the fake Quidditch Pitch again, though, Harry had to pause to admire his- their- handiwork.

Lilith was straddling Ginny's face- clearly, her mouth being free was for the Succubus' benefit, not a real need, though he couldn't blame her- and covering what looked like every surface of the front half of Ginny's body in intricate, small runes from a hovering globe of mixed semen and squirt some two feet in diameter, from which Lilith was drawing a constant, small stream as her ink.

All 'round the pair were bodies, all now completely nude. To the left, Hermione and Ron held each other close, but Seamus clutched the girl's leg and had a hand in her pubic curls, his cock hanging to the side and cum-free but still wet with saliva. At Ginny's feet was Dean, face down, one hand on the petite red-head's ankle, and at his feet, Neville, who'd crawled over to Hannah, resting his head on her own now jizz-free stomach, with one of each of their hands intertwined.

Ginny's hands, in turn, were now palm-up on either side of her, as if she were some sort of offering to the Succubus or maybe the sky, with her legs spread enough to shag, but not to openly invite it.

Some of them, by the quiet snores, were asleep.

But Lilith worked on, seeming rested. and Harry wasn't yet tired despite the heavy activity. He looked back and forth between the girls available, then shrugged, and stepped to the right. "Pardon me," he murmured, pulling Hannah from beneath Neville and hiking up one knee, "I'm not done yet. You don't mind?"

Neville weakly waved a hand and let it fall limp. Hannah gurgled, and opened her legs wider, eyes closed.

He entered, glad that girls were so elastic, and that Hannah was just as tight and corrugated as ever, as she massaged his ridges and folds with her own, and held his whole length once he'd come fully inside.

It was an entirely different sort of fun, in some ways, Harry decided, shagging someone who wasn't participating actively (willingly, though, as far as he could tell), literally using them for his own pleasure but without the sense of domination and control given by being more forceful.

He liked it... but wasn't sure he'd do such a thing regularly. He held back from climax for more than two hours, though even half-conscious or less Hannah had blown through no fewer than five of her own, before Lilith gently raised her hands to Ginny and rolled her over onto her stomach, then began drawing another set all along the other half of the small body, beginning with a small circle around her anus and spiraling outward in one ring after another.

In fact, by the time Harry let himself pump Hannah full of his endless supply of seed, she was awake and panting again, a hand on each nipple, tugging and pulling harshly, while her tongue lashed across Neville's tip, though he was not yet awake.

"Early start, eh?" Ron murmured, "Can't say I'm gonna complain."

He heard Hermione choke and cough, and turned his head to see Ron balls-deep in her mouth. "Sorry for the wake-up, Hermione, but I gotta have you."

In response, the girl's hands sought out his while he started rutting on her face, and pulled him down to nestle his head beneath her legs. Once he was in position to begin cunnilingus, she moved her hands to Ron's lightly-haired, pale arse and started guiding him, pulling him into her mouth deeper and harder.

"You really love sucking cock, don't you, Hermione?" Harry asked with a chuckle, and started to pound Hannah harder. He wanted to finish with her, now, and make use of his friend's early-morning glory holes.

"Mf rfmmy foo," she tried to say around Ron's cock.

He thought about pulling out... but Hannah had repeatedly asked him to do it inside, and Lyra could pull it out if she didn't want him to. So he didn't ask, this time. Instead, he put his hands over hers and gave both round globes on her chest a hard squeeze as he flexed and drenched the girl's womb. A full minute later, Harry watched Ron cum and have it all swallowed, or more accurately, move the rest of the way down Hermione's throat, and waited until his friend had stood back up to pull Hermione's head toward him, in turn.

"I'll suck you both every day of my life," she murmured, then set to doing just that, interspersed with more comments, "Love you both, Ron, Harry. Love Ginny, love Lilith. Love sex."

"Love you, bookworm," Ron said, still hard, "but I'm gonna go shag Hannah while I can. Back in a bit."

Neville, apparently, beat him to it, Hannah writhing atop him while he groped her swinging chest, but she obligingly shifted and suggested, "Now that I'm used to two cocks, put it in my ass, Ron!"

"If you want," he laughed, and slapped her plump cheeks after his cock had disappeared into her body.

Things hadn't changed much over the next half-hour, each of the boys more than able to hold off for a while now, especially sated as they had been over the last several hours, until Seamus woke up with morning wood.

Hannah was the first to spot him, "Oh, Gods, please let me suck it!"

"Er... that a'right, Nev?" Seamus asked sleepily.

"Sh- shit, y- yeah," Neville grunted, clearly mid-climax.

Like Ron, he didn't soften, though, and kept moving inside his girl's deep hole, while Seamus awkwardly moved into position over Neville's head, "S- Sorry if I'm too clos- oh shit!"

Hannah hadn't hesitated, immediately taking the third boy into her. Seamus wasn't Rune-enhanced, though, and only lasted about a minute and a half before Hannah somehow swallowed his whole load. "Goddess," she muttered, smacking his goo between her tongue and the top of her mouth, "I'm such a slut."

"You're my Huffleslut," Neville muttered, "and I love you for it."

"Huffleslut?" Ron laughed, "I like it. Thanks for letting me use you, Huffleslut."

"Do it," Hannah cried, "Do it! Use me!"

Harry came when Ron did, Neville again a moment later. By then, Dean was awake too. "Er... Hermione?"

"Put your big black cock in my pussy," Hermione murmured, "Fill me with cum, Dean..."

Watching him stretch her open, too, was enough to push Harry over the edge, and he let loose in her mouth once more. But he was hardly sated, and ordered, "Get on top of him, Hermione... I want to try something new."

She did, twisting around so she was facing upward at him, both Dean and herself bracing her upper torso, while Harry moved between her legs. "Now... Dean, tell me if this bothers you. Hermione... I love you."

It was... strange. Not entirely pleasant, having his shaft directly alongside the other boy's, but it was still more obvious that he was the larger of the two, as Dean moved gently in and out of Hermione, having elected to take his time with this round.

That, in turn, made it easier for Harry to carefully line himself up, the bottom of his shaft laying against Dean's hot, lubricated one, and push in slowly.

Hermione gasped as his tip hit her labia minora, "H- Har- Harryyy! Oh, my God!"

He understood her amazement. Watching her take most of Dean and half of his own size in her cunt was spectacular. She was stretched so wide, he could feel every ridge of her against his top. "You- you alright, Dean? Hermione?"

"F- fuck... never thoughta'... shit," Dean muttered, "I- I guess it's fine. So tight, like a little- er-"

Hermione, in turn, moaned, "So fucking full! Do it, Harry... I can't wait for you and Ron to do this!"

He pushed in the rest of the way, feeling not only Hermione's exquisite channel against him in incredible detail, but Dean's own fat head as it was passed by his own, eventually nesting in the curvature below his own... and Hermione's cervix somehow stretched far enough to hold both.

"Oh shit," Harry murmured, "I... I can't stop. I don't want to stop."

He started humping, gasping at the intensity of it all, no longer caring that Dean's dick was providing half the friction. All he cared about in the next several minutes was the pleasure, knowing that Hermione was in heaven, that he was helping her get there, and definitely bringing him along for the ride. There was no coordination between him and the other boy, so sometimes they were in sync, making Hermione's own generous chest bounce and sway in circles, and others moving in opposition, increasing the friction but making Hermione's body shake and tremble with the counterpoint motion.

Then Ron came over, cum dripping from his tip, and presented it to Hermione, placing his hands on her chest.

She swallowed him at once, and just as quickly, began to climax. Deep, rolling, and incredibly intense, Harry felt every clutch and shudder of her vagina against him. And it didn't stop, One wave after another, again and again, until Dean grunted, shoved himself in as far as he could go, and did his best to impregnate the girl, as she'd asked. He was still pumping seed when Harry joined him, but unlike Dean, who began to soften even while inside her, Harry didn't let up until, half-hysterically, Ron hissed, "She looks preggers," then came inside their girl's mouth again.

Slowly, things quieted over the next hour and a half, while Lilith finished Ginny's Runes. In that time, of course, everyone had at least one more round, though Dean and Seamus were more than spent afterward, even looking gaunt and pale, dehydrated. The others, though, kept going for another round each, Hermione happily taking on Neville, Ron, and Harry for two more full climaxes each, with her hands on her swollen belly as if to welcome the idea of a child, though Harry knew perfectly well she wasn't pregnant yet.

... Even if she would be, soon. Maybe.

But unlike the last time Ginny had had Runes from Lilith's people set on her body, this time she did not go wild with the need for more sex. Instead, already asleep from the gentle, massage-like drawings, she completely passed out.

Harry, in fact, didn't know they were done, rutting on the unconscious Hannah's rump this time, until Lilith collapsed backward, panting, looking as wiped out as he'd ever seen her. "Done, Master," she murmured, "I... I'm done. Rest... that takes so much out of me... when she wakes... fuck... fuck'er... then... m...me..."

He, of course, had seen the Succubus sleep a few times now, though she had originally claimed not to need to.

But this sleep seemed... deeper, even though it had just begun, the sleep of true exhaustion.

Still, Harry nodded, feeling sated once more after emptying another load into the Hufflepuff member of the group. "Okay... everyone... everyone can rest. Thanks, you guys."

"Nah," Seamus murmured sleepily, "thank you, Harry."

Glossary:

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