It was early morning and a report had come in yesterday from her father. Xenophilius Lovegood was now in Mongolia and had sent back a report that there had been a recent sighting of a Crumple‑Horned Snorkack near the edge of the Gobi Desert, which he intended to personally verify with his own eyes so he would be incommunicado for a while. While she was crafting the article about his report for publication in The Quibbler, Luna received an owl. The message was from Neville. He had finished gathering the water plants.
Luna,
I've located the water plants that I would like to populate your pond. I am available at your convenience.
Neville
After taking her completed article over to the typesetting bench, she sat down and sent a reply and also a separate message to Ginny.
Neville,
Come over this morning, if you can. 9:00 AM?
Luna
She gave the reply to Neville's owl, then sent it on its way. Then her note to Ginny:
Ginny,
Neville has his collection of plants. I have invited him to come here at 9:00 AM to start the planting. Can you come early? I want to dress you appropriately for the days' work.
Luna
Attaching the second note to the Lovegood owl she then turned to search her wardrobe for an outfit for Ginny. She and Ginny were not the same size. With broader hips, a heightened hourglass figure, larger boobs, and a longer torso, Ginny was a very sexy woman. This is not to say that Luna was dissatisfied with her own charms. Her petite figure held its own charms, she knew it, and she knew how to use those charms. She pulled out several pairs of shorts that were a possibility and searched out a few of her father's shirts. With the potential outfits laid out on her bed she heard a knock on the door and then Ginny let herself in.
"UP HERE," Luna yelled down. As Ginny entered the bedroom, Luna asked, "Are you ready to get fitted for your shameless slut outfit?"
"Ready when you are." She giggled.
"Take off all your clothes. We won't be wearing any underwear so strip completely."
Soon the voluptuous redhead was naked before her. This was going to be a challenge. Starting with one of the men's shirts, she selected one in white silk and, as luck would have it, the fit wasn't far off. A little tight over her breasts but that was desirable and would help Ginny's nipples to stand out as they pressed against the thin silk fabric. As she had with her shirt, she rolled it up front and back to fit snuggly beneath her boobs and placed strategic stiches in the roll to ensure that it would stay up. The knot beneath her boobs was all that would keep it from opening and falling off. It fit loosely over her shoulders, since it was originally tailored for a man, but that too was an intended effect since it would gap open with movement and provide a peek of her succulent boobs. Now she turned her attention to her pants.
Luna found herself admiring Ginny's beauty for the millionth time. "Such a beautiful red bush and pink pussy you have. I want to just eat you up, but there's no time."
First, an extensible flex charm was cast on the navy blue running shorts that Luna had selected. Kneeling before Ginny she had her step into them and shimmied them up her legs and over her hips. They stretched tightly across her hips, the extensible flex charm allowing the too small garment to stretch in every direction as required. The effect was just right, a prominent camel toe was outlined at her crotch and her arse was perfectly enhanced. The waistline was higher than desired and some careful charm work lowered it to where Luna wanted it.
"Now, we're going to both be wearing Neville's favorite feature, this white silk rope that we'll use as a belt and tie off in front." Luna threaded it through the belt loops and tied it off. "Also, no footwear for either of us." Grasping Ginny's hand she led her over to the mirror. There stood two total sluts, dressed to arouse, camel toes on display, nipples straining under thin fabric, and eager to be fucked. They turned toward each other and without needing to express their naughty thoughts they melded into a passionate, wet, sloppy kiss. Their hands wandered down to caress each other's butts as they frenched.
"Ok. No more grab‑ass you supremely fuckable slut," Luna decried. "He'll be here soon. Let's go sit on the front steps."
There they sat when Neville apparated onto the front lawn. Sitting as they were, with their legs spread, their camel toes were on prominent display. As he approached he took in the sight and his dick stiffened in response. The girls seemed to be trying to suppress their giggles but Neville was too distracted to notice. He was dressed in shorts and a T‑shirt and had the light deck shoes he wore before, so he could stand in water. A backpack was slung over one shoulder. As he reached the steps he raised his hand and offered Luna the key ring portkey she had leant him.
"I don't need this anymore, Luna, since I now know this location well enough to apparate." She accepted the key ring, stood up, and hung it on a nail just inside the door. "Hello Ginny. Nice to see you."
"Hello, Neville. It's awesome to see you. Watcha got in the pack?"
"Water plants, frozen in stasis. Are you here to help us plant? You'll both need your wands." The girls lifted one of their arms into the air so that he could see their wands held to the inside of their forearms with a sticking charm. "Ok. Let's not waste time. This will take a while. Glad you're here to help, Ginny." They both leaned forward, maybe a little more than was necessary, as they stood up. Neville was focused upon Ginny's boobs, and maintained his focus on them as she came down the steps. Falling in with Luna they headed down to the pond. Neville followed like one of the children in Hamlin Town who were enchanted by the Pied Piper, only it was Ginny's ass that enchanted Neville as he marched along in their footsteps.
There was a light breeze rippling the pond and the sunlight was refracting on the little waves winking little rays of sunshine at them as they approached the shore. Placing the backpack down he pulled out several bags, one being larger than the rest. Reaching into the largest bag he pulled out a handful of what looked like green pencil stubs and handed four or five to each of his 'assistants.' They followed him as he waded out into the pond until they were waist deep.
"Starting at this depth you'll plant each of these about three‑feet apart. Work your way all around the pond at approximately this depth and once you have circled the entire pond you will have marked out the boundary of this depth. Then, start working back from the circle into shallower water filling in as you go. Again, try to space them three feet apart. Understood?"
They found it sexy when Neville was being so authoritative. Between the cool water and Neville's sexy behavior it caused their nipples to harden and tent their thin blouses. They both nodded their ascent to his instructions. Their nipples did not escape his notice but he tried to maintain his focus upon the task at hand.
"Good. Now, hold up your green shoots with the sharp end pointing down above the spot that you want them to take root. The incantation is, Ut Radix Hic. You can speak the incantation silently if you prefer. Like this." Holding up one of the green pencil shoots, with the pointed end down, he directed his wand at it and spoke, "Ut Radix Hic." Theshoot dove straight down out of the grasp of his fingers as a small hole opened in the pond bottom. Once the shoot immersed itself into the hole a green stem shot up immediately and, upon breaking the surface, transfigured into a lily pad with a blooming lily. The girls were transfixed. It was such beautiful magic. "You try it."
They each practiced with their shoots and, with a little coaching from Neville over the pronunciation, they quickly gained mastery over the spell. They were, after all, very talented witches. Returning to the shore, the girls following, Neville reached into his backpack and took out two carpenter's nail aprons. "Put these on and fill the pouches with shoots. It's ok if everything gets wet. The shoots will remain in stasis until you apply the spell."
Luna feigned a struggle with the apron. "Neville, I've never used one of these before. Could you show me how to put it on?"
"Like this, watch." Neville took his own apron and wrapped the strings around his waist, exchanged the two strings to opposite hands behind his back, then brought them forward and tied them off in a shoelace bow. Ginny was quick to catch on to Luna's subterfuge. They both struggled with the simple task.
"Neville," Luna implored, "please help me with this."
"Me next," Said Ginny.
Neville approached Luna from behind, brought the apron down over her head, held it up to her abdomen, wrapped the strings around her waist, exchanged them, then reaching forward he leaned into her and watched over her shoulder as he tied a shoelace bow. Luna pushed her ass into his crotch and wiggled it against his erection. He jumped back as soon as the knot was tight.
Ginny was next. From behind he brought the apron over her head. She made sure to project her chest so his hands would brush over her erect nipples. Holding it to her abdomen he then wrapped the strings around her narrow waist, exchanged the strings, then wrapped them forward again. When he leaned in to look over her shoulder she pushed her butt back, squeezed her shoulders in, and leaned forward so he could only see down her blouse. He was frozen by the sight while she wiggled up against his hard‑on. He managed to get the thing tied off anyway and stepped back, visibly distracted now.
Now he commanded, "Fill your pouches and let's get to work." They both stuck their lower lip out at him but did start to take handfuls of shoots, dropping them into their pouches. Then they waded back out to approximately the depth Neville wanted, the water came up just higher than Ginny's waist and a little higher than Luna's. They worked in opposite directions as they circumnavigated the large center stone of the steppingstone path. Meanwhile, Neville began to plant along the shore. Beautiful water flowers shot up with an array of flowers adorning their shafts. Neville had captured into stasis Dragon Flies and water bugs along with the plants and they reanimated along with the flowers. Ginny and Luna soon discovered he had captured small frogs and mayflies that buzzed around melodically as the frogs lay in wait to capture the morsels. The pond was quickly coming to life.
Since the center rock, Luna shared with Ginny that her name for it was the fuck‑me rock, was in the old stream bed the water around it was deep and remained unplanted. This flora free still water fanned out from there wider in the direction of the dam and necked‑in upstream, blending with the banks of the stream as it flowed into the pond. They all worked diligently for four hours then the girls ran out of plants. As they had worked their way back closer to shore they were working in shallower and shallower water that provided Neville a better view of their shapely asses and wet camel toes. Neville struggled mightily to stay with the task at hand.
After finishing their tasks the girls climbed up onto the fuck‑me rock and Luna called out to him. "Neville, this is incredible! I am so, so, very happy. You're a genius and a great wizard. Come join us. Look around from up here with us and enjoy your creation." Luna wasn't sure if she was being seductive enough. But Neville had finished too and waded out to the steppingstones and joined them on the fuck‑me rock.
Neville surveyed the scene and the girls stepped up close on either side of him. It was two acres of a stunning display of flora and fauna abounding with beauty and life. He was proud of this beautiful natural panorama. They all spent several minutes admiring the beauty and the sounds of nature emanating from the pond.
"You really are a great, great wizard, Neville. No one else could have made this for me. I'm extremely grateful."
"Luna, I'm grateful that you gave me the opportunity. We have all transformed, in a short period of time, from using our magical powers in a struggle with death and destruction and now we have used our magic to assemble a haven for life and natural beauty."
Ginny was moved, "That's so romantic, Neville. Yes, you really are a great, great wizard." She reached up and, capturing him behind his neck, she kissed him. Then Luna did too.
Luna spoke up, "Neville, let's all go skinny dipping. Let's revert to nature ourselves in our beautiful pond." The girls then began stripping, dropping the clothes onto the fuck‑me rock and were soon naked in all their natural glory. "Strip Neville. We know you want to join us." Then taking Ginny by the hand the two of them jumped in and began to jump and frolic in the clear water.
That was enough. They had been teasing him all day. It was bad enough before when it was only Luna but now he had to contend with the two of them. Ginny was perhaps the most voluptuous woman he could ever imagine, not that he didn't appreciate Luna's unique charms. But they had been provoking him all day and now he was going to teach them a lesson. But how? Looking down his eyes fell on the silk ropes threaded through the belt loops of their discarded shorts. Waving his wand he extracted them and, with a second charm, he duplicated them. Stripping, he hung the ropes around his neck and jumped in.
The girls were kissing and, seizing Luna's hands on Ginny's back, he tied them together with one rope. Luna was immersed in the kiss and paid no attention. Then he went around and pulled Ginny's hands down off Luna's shoulders and tied them together behind Luna's back. Ginny noticed and pulled out of the kiss just as Neville was tying their upper arms together, which would prevent them from escaping by lifting their arms over the other's head. They were buoyant in the water so he spun them around to tie their opposite arms together. Ginny leaned in and whispered in Luna's ear, "Luna, we're helpless. Fuck, Luna, my pussy just flooded and whole body just lit up with horniness. Are we safe? What's he going to do? Fuck, I'm frightened and horny at the same time. What are we going to do?"
Whispering in Ginny's ear, Luna answer, "I'm horny too. We are at his mercy. We can fight it or else enjoy it. His beast mode is amazing." They involuntarily began to rub their tits against one another to satisfy the ache in their nipples. Luna began sucking on her neck.
The patch of freckles on Ginny's shoulders that ran down her arms and across her chest and tits intoxicated Neville with carnal lust. "Like it, you nasty little hussies, teasing Neville all day with your shameless display and cruel games. Having a good laugh at Neville's expense you were. Well now you're going to be fucked, and I'm not going to be gentle because it's my turn to be cruel."
Coming up to Ginny from behind he aligned his formidable cock with her wet hole and pushed it in, deep. Then he started sucking on that patch of freckles on her shoulders. Ginny's eyes opened wide as she, for the first time, felt the power and depth of Neville's cock. She also felt desired at a level that she had never felt before, a desire so consuming she feared he might take a bite out of her soft shoulder. "Told you," Luna whispered. He also reached around and began to finger Luna's clit, roughly. He intended to be merciless. His thrusting was strong, fast, and forceful. Bumping her womb and scraping across her G‑spot with every thrust. Ginny captured Luna's mouth with her own and moaned into her throat as the brutal fingers on Luna's clit caused her to do the same. Neville had them bobbing as their buoyancy fed their feelings of helplessness while his lust fever grew more desperate. Her cunt was wet, warm, and every nerve on his swollen cock was stimulated. Nerves in her cunt were excited that she did not know existed.
Pulling out he spun them around and impaled Luna in a single thrust. She broke the kiss and screamed, but she also tried to meet his thrusts with every stroke. He didn't care whether she liked it or not. His beast had been unleashed and he was in the mood to runt these two bitches with everything he had. His cruel fingers now abused Ginny's clit and she moaned continuously with her mouth wide open and began to drool. The uninhibited raw animal passion surprised Ginny, while Luna knew what Neville was capable of and she craved it. She encouraged it.
"Fuck me Neville. Ream your little Luna's cunt with that monster cock of yours. Do it big boy. Harder, Neville, harder. Fuck me. Fuck me good. Is that all you have, you wimp. I said fuck me harder. Are you a man or a bubotuber?"
Ginny was looking at Luna and was shocked by her crude and filthy language. She captured her mouth again and drove her tongue as deep as she could. Neville spun them and speared Ginny again. The scene repeated itself at least half a dozen times, to the point where their legs were weak, they had each cum three or four times by then, and they were grateful for the buoyancy lest they fall over. Finally, Neville began to roar, "Roaaaaaahhhhhhh. Fuuuucccck you whores. Haaaaaaaaaaaaah FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" His hot spunk flooded Ginny's cunt. It had been a while since she had been fucked by a dick, she had not had any all summer, and she had forgotten how good it felt being flooded with viscous, hot, sticky, cum. Neville's was, somehow, more satisfying than she remembered. I'll want to fuck him more often. Fuck he's good!
After, Neville held them in his embrace until he regained some of his strength and his legs were steady beneath him. Then he untied them and waded back to the fuck‑me rock. Pulling himself up he rolled onto his back and passed out.
"Well? Did I warn you or did I warn you?" Luna quipped.
"You are a fucking slut, Luna, and no mistake. From now on, you better share that dick with your neighbor, because your neighbor is going to demand a whole lot of sharing. I want to take the whole wild runting beast away from you if I can."
"Yes, my love, as much as you want. He's yours if you can keep him." Luna responded.
Then they pulled themselves up onto the rock, with shaky arms and panting breath, and lay on their backs on either side of Neville. Each of them draped an arm over his abdomen and reached for his cock at the same time.
Ginny whispered, "Hold the lumber while we slumber." They both giggled.
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