AN- This one is courtesy of Hinny FTW who asked for one about Ginny getting a boobjob or the like and Harry getting mesmerized, then her giving him the time of his life (paraphrasing).

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Cosmetic Appeal

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Ginny tilted her head slightly to the left as she looked down at herself.

She had grown very comfortable with her body over the years. When she was sixteen she'd really come into it; her breasts had been super perky and firm then. It had really been the ideal time for her and Harry to discover each other's bodies.

Over the decade and a half they had been together his though had just filled out properly and gotten all toned as he'd aged. He was quite the specimen of a man to behold when he stripped down at the end of a long day. No sign of a dad bod developing on him yet.

Her on the other hand.

She was looking at what her body had become, standing before the full-length mirror in the master bedroom after getting out of the shower.

It wasn't a bad body. There was a bit of extra skin around her sides, her love handles. It wasn't anything excessive. Her bum still looked good. But there were some stretch marks on the skin below her belly that were proof of the three children she'd borne.

They were the reason for the sad state of her breasts as well.

Gone were those perky and firm one's that Harry had a grand time discovering. He still liked the ones she had now, he'd been particularly fond of them when she was pregnant and immediately after when they were back to their perkiness and bigger than ever.

Now though they had more skin on them than ever before and they were weighted down by gravity.

Harry still loved them. He'd simply bury his face between them from time to time and give a sigh like he'd just been welcomed home.

She was the one with the issue.

All of her bra's needed thick straps to heave these saggy buggers up all day which was uncomfortable. She needed to double up on sports bras when she exercised as well because they seemed to have a mind of their own popping out through the top of them. It was a nuisance having to tuck them back into the right placement after every jump or bounce.

Everything else in her life was going great, it was just the state of her breasts that were bugging her so much.

She had something that was going to fix all that though.

At least, she hoped that it would work.

Ginny wasn't a huge purveyor of Wonder Witch products, but in this case, she figured it was worth a try. And now was the ideal time to give it a go; Harry was in charge of the recruitment camp for the Aurors that were starting out and he would be gone for a week, and Lily had just started her first year at Hogwarts last month. So, this would be the first stretch of time that Ginny had the house to herself.

That in mind, when she picked up this specialized Wonder Witch product, at a rather exorbitant price, and she was determined to give it a go.

Picking up the nauseatingly pink box that was sitting on the bathroom counter beside the sink, she ignored the image on the front and re-read the back of the box once more, trying to give herself the encouragement to use it.

Wonder Witches Buxom Bosom Blessing promises to give you the bosom you so desired. Following this careful five-day regimen will allow your chest time to settle into its new permanent place. It will give you the lift and firmness you are looking for.

She'd read reviews and gone back and forth over whether it was a good decision. The only people that would even notice a difference would be herself and Harry.

It was herself she was more concerned about.

Since having the three kids she hadn't felt like she'd really bounced back into her old body and was having trouble feeling like she was the desirable woman that Harry claimed she still was.

No, this was definitely more for herself than it was for Harry. He was constantly telling her he loved her and touching her like he always had.

She was the one that would look down at her breasts or see them in the mirror and frown.

She'd been hassling back and forth with her conscience over it long enough, so damn it, she was going to do it.

Ripping open the package she found three tubs of lotion, some kind of strapless bra and a bandage kit, as well as instructions. Reading over the side effects carefully first she pulled out the first tub of lotion and followed along carefully with the instructions methodically.

Six days later she was standing back in front of that full length mirror again. She turned slowly from side to side examining her chest in the reflection, then looking down at her breasts and bringing her hand up to palm herself.

It was like she was nineteen again!

These were no longer the saggy pudding filled balloons that had nurtured her children! These were like they were filled with some kind of wet sand, but softer. They were perky C-cup breast that felt so natural!

It was completely as advertised!

The box had said that the effects would last somewhere around 12 months. Looking at herself in the mirror now, she didn't care if she had to do it once a year or once a decade, it was completely worth it!

With a squeal of delight she went to her dresser and pulled out her bra for the first time in six days and pulled it on. More, she placed it on. There was no more heaving and tucking required!

Placing the bra on she leaned forwards, testing to see if her breasts would start spilling out the top of the cup, but they didn't. They just stayed in the cup.

Ginny could have cried she was so happy.

Now she just needed her husband to come home to take these babies for a test drive!

It was one more night before Harry got back. When he did Ginny was all prepared. She'd made up their bedroom with candles on the headboards and had put together dinner. She knew that he would probably want food and a shower before settling in for the night; it was his usual routine after these little stays away from home.

It was surprising to her how anxious she was as she waited for him to show up. She kept trying to find things to do to occupy herself, but there wasn't anything left; she'd gotten take away for dinner and had it ready to go, the room was all tidy and ready for some serious lovemaking, the bathroom was clean, the rest of the house was clean, she'd even put on some lingerie under her clothes, so she was completely set for wowing him when the time came.

Then finally, the fireplace burst full of green flames and Harry's duffle bag was the first thing she saw before the man himself stepped out and did a quick shake to get the ash and soot off of him.

"Hey, Love," he grinned at the sight of her.

An involuntary giggle escaped her lips before she went to him and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him just as ardently as they had before they'd been married.

"The bed was cold without you," she whispered to him between kisses. "And the house was too quiet."

"But now I'm home," he told her and started kissing down her neck and inhaling deeply at the smell of her hair. "And we don't have to be quiet anymore."

She grinned widely hearing that. Even with silencing charms they were always airing on the side of caution when it came to making all the noises and sounds that came from their bedroom and shower activities. Once, after they'd had a marathon session, she'd grown hoarse, and all of her screams of pleasure had been silent! It would be a hard habit to break, muffling their finishes.

"Sounds like someone has his evening planned out," she teased.

His hand slipped up the back of her shirt and he noticeably found the silk fabric underneath. "Feels like someone else has the same plan in mind."

"Which do you want first? Sex or food?"

"Yes," he answered and gave her a good snog.

A moment later she pulled back from him and started walking backwards. "Sounds like you're interested in eating sushi off of me again."

His eyes were instantly alight with excitement at that offering. "Mmm, naked Ginny sushi is my favorite!" He paused for a moment, nearly twitching in anticipation. "Can we? Do you really have sushi here?"

His excitement was infectious and had her grinning at him hard.

"Why don't you go hop in the shower, leave your bag where it is, and I'll meet you in our room?"

"Five minutes long enough?"

He'd learned over the years that she liked surprising him with their sexy time, toys or new lingerie, lighting candles and such, and if he happened to walk into the room when she was in the middle of getting that ready, she would pout because the surprise was ruined. He was never able to grasp why it would bother her so much, but at least he understood that it did. Thus the question.

"Are you going to be ready in five minutes?" she asked. One full week at Auror Training Camp, he would need a thorough washing after that, then grooming. His beard was in need of a trim and no doubt his downstairs would need some attention as well.

"You're right. Better make it ten," he grinned then reached around to give a slap to her bum before heading off to their bathroom.

Ginny went to the kitchen and pulled out the platter of sushi from the ice box and took that and a large glass of water up to their bedroom. She set them down on the dresser and started pulling off the outer layer of her clothes.

They had a big mirror over the dresser and took another minute to appreciate the sight of her breasts in the white, silky negligée she'd chosen. It was worn like a tank top, but was flowy and would untie at the front, leaving her stomach exposed, perfect for her trying to place sushi on herself. The change in her breasts wasn't obvious from standing there like this, but when she gave an experimental wiggle and they didn't sway nearly as much as they used to, and she didn't need to stuff them back into place, she was happy.

Ginny stretched out on the bed, opened container of sushi beside her, and started placing the rolls on her legs first and working her way up.

There wasn't too much in the container, she'd learned the hard way not to eat too much sushi before a night of activities, the rice expands in your stomach and by the time you've thought you were full you'd actually eaten far too much. There was one night where all the kids were over at their cousins or friends houses and the two of them had opted to treat themselves to a hotel room. After too much sushi and wine though, Ginny spent the whole night in agony trying not to throw up.

Now she chuckled at the memory, at the time she'd been incredibly disappointed.

By the time she was done making herself a personal buffet for her husband she heard the shower shut off and cleared everything else off the bed so she could lay back.

There was always a bit of worry she had when she would present herself for her husband like this. It came from that small negative area of doubt in the back of her mind that kept telling her one day he was going to look at her and wonder how the hell they wound up together, that he was too good for her.

And that little voice only came out at times like this.

It was bloody annoying second guessing herself. He wanted her, he chose her. And she chose him, so that little nagging voice could bugger the fuck off.

Resting her head back she tried to come up with a sexy scenario in her mind that would get her pulse racing and make her feel as sexy and wanton as she wanted to right now.

The sushi was cold on her skin, the sheets beneath her was smooth and a little cold as well. The negligée was a bit tight too, just where the stringy bit was, she'd tied it a bit too tight into a bow at the front.

Okay, stop that, she chided herself.

Sexy thoughts.

He's going to walk into the room with only a towel on, already hard from thoughts of you he was having in the shower where he had to force himself only to wash there and not play with himself. Because one look at you here and he was going to self-combust.

Yeah, there we go! The image of that playing out in her mind was starting to get her warm.

Don't play it out too much, that could make you disappointed if it doesn't actually happen that way, she told herself. Just replay the bit about him walking into the room and seeing you there, then how he would get hard at the sight of you, maybe his mouth will start watering.

Oh, I hope he starts at my toes!

Now she was positively vibrating with giddy energy.

Finally, there was the sound of the bathroom door opening. She still had her eyes closed as the door closed again and there was a pregnant pause before she heard the unmistakable sound of the towel hitting the floor.

"You like?" she purred.

The mattress shifted as he knelt on it. "One of these days, Mrs. Potter, you're going to give me a heart attack with these outfits of yours."

She bit her lip as the heat from his breath whispered over her toes. His tongue poked out and traced a line up her leg, then the full heat from his mouth was over her shin as he ate the first piece of sushi there.

"This is easily going to be the most delicious meal I've ever had," he mumbled and began kissing her other foot. "How long have you been planning this platter presentation for me?"

She didn't answer with any more than a pleasured hum as the next piece of sushi was taken into his mouth. So far, this was working out just how she wanted it to.

Slowly, he worked his way higher, between each piece of eaten sushi he told her how much he missed her, how he'd fantasized about her, wanting to take her with his mouth. There was one last piece of sushi on her leg, but he didn't eat that one, he picked it up and fed it to her. Ginny grinned and accepted it, making sure to trap one of his fingers in her mouth and giving that a little suck. She opened her eyes now and looked down at him. He was aroused, but not nearly at full mast just yet.

As she swallowed the rice and fish down, Harry lay down between her legs and placed his mouth over her, giving a nice long lick there, then circling his tongue around her entrance as if to say 'hello' before moving up to the spot she really wanted him to focus on.

"Oh, I missed you," she moaned, her head already growing dizzy from pleasure. She tried not to move too much since she still had a few pieces of their dinner on her, but he had her writhing around really well. Her husband had long learned exactly how to get her off. He could do it quick, or he could do it slow. Right now, it seemed he was going for the quick option. She gasped as she felt not one, but two of his fingers work their way inside her and curl just that little bit to get the special spot that would send a plethora of dirty thoughts through her mind to help bring about her first finish of the night. "Harry!" she panted.

"Mmm, I love it when you say my name," he growled before putting his tongue back to work.

Flashes of images of him bending her over the bathroom sink and taking her from behind or pinning her up in the shower, every naughty situation they'd ever found themselves in ran through her mind and had her biting her lip from crying out.

"There's one down," she grinned as she caught her breath. "I want at least three from you tonight."

"And I want you to really let it out next time," he told her. "I applied the silencing spells, and the kids are all gone off to school." He took another piece of sushi off her stomach and swallowed it down. "Next time you cum, I want my ears ringing."

She grinned down at him, loving the words he was saying, but not knowing if she could be so bold as to really make the sounds she'd been holding in since they started having sex.

He placed another piece of sushi in her mouth and took one for himself, kissing his way across her stomach to each new piece. "This is the best way to have dinner." He gave her another kiss. "The only thing that would make it better would be taking off this lovely frock of yours."

Ginny tried not to tense up as he reached up to undo the bow she'd tied between her breasts.

It played out in slow motion, the string came undone, both his hands came up under the material to grasp her breasts. Then he gave a pause. There were a few kneading movements his hands gave her, then he came up on his knees, straddling her. Finally, he moved her negligée off to the sides and stared down at her.

"Ginny?" he asked.

She was warm from her orgasm but could still feel the flush coming to her cheeks as he looked down at her.

"What?" he started.

"There was this Wonder Witch product that I had been wanting to try, it restored them the way they were before we had James," she explained, trying not to look too much like she was desperate for his approval.

"I know you'd mentioned you weren't happy about how they'd been, but I didn't expect… did it hurt? Did it really bother you that much? You know I'd never have asked you to-"

"It wasn't about you," she cut him off. "It was me, they bothered me. Now though," she shrugged.

His eyebrows went up slightly as he stared back down at them in wonder. His hands went back to palm them. "They're so firm, and natural." He gave a small pinch to her nipple and smirked, "they respond properly too." He looked back up into her eyes. "I wonder if they taste the same?"

Ginny grinned broadly as he lowered himself back down and ran his tongue along the underside of one of them and hummed in approval. He then buried his face between them and pushed so they would sandwich his face.

"They feel great," he told her in a deep voice.

There was one last piece of sushi on her chest and he sat up quickly, picking it up and tossing it in his mouth before heaving her up so she was on her knees. "I wonder if I can make them bounce?"

Ginny felt a wave of heat moved down her chest and into her belly at that. "How do you want me?" she purred.

He lay back on the bed, grasping her hips and pulling her to straddle him now. "Go on then, lets see them give me a show."

She giggled at how forward he was being and reached down to stroke him and get him as hard as she could. "Did you miss this?"

He gave a groan. "Your hand, your mouth, your everything. I don't think you know how hard it was not to rattle one off in the shower. Communal showers do not allow you to take the edge off."

"Awe, you were holding out for me?" she teased and ran her thumb over the most sensitive spot on his head. "Want me to use my mouth now?"

"No." He grasped her hand and stopped her from moving down the bed. "I told you, I want to take those sexy tits of yours for a test drive." He grasped her hips and forced her to move up and down the underside of his fully erect shaft. "I'm going to expect a lot of enthusiasm from you," he smirked.

"Oh, I think I'm up for it."

"I'm certainly up for it."

She lowered herself onto him, gave a few pumps in and out to familiarize herself once more with the feel of him being inside her again, a week was a long time for her to go without. She felt proud as she looked at his face and saw his eyes were on her chest.

"Ginny," he warned, "I'm all kinds of worked up and was desperate for a fuck before you showed me those babies."

She knew what that meant. Bracing herself back slightly with her hands resting on her heels she started giving him a show. Her head hung back at the sensation of him being thrust deep inside her over and over again. She missed this feeling, it was a hard position to maintain and was desperately searching herself to find the stamina for it. After a few wonderful minutes of that her head came forward and she saw he was still staring at her breasts with a kind of desperate fascination.

It made her feel powerful.

And there was this other position that she'd had a naughty dream about and wanted to give it a go. She planted her feet beside his hips and crouched down over him, his manhood still buried inside her. Her hands were on his chest for leverage, her new and improved breasts squished a bit between her arms, and she bobbed there, only taking the head and top bit of his shaft inside her repeatedly.

He wasn't able to maintain eye contact with this move. It wasn't doing much for her, save for making her thigh muscles yell at her, but his reaction to it was incredible!

"Fuck!" he yelled. "Oh, yes, yes, oh that feels so good!"

He wasn't holding back! It made her feel like some sort of sex goddess to hear the profanity and encouragement spilling from his lips.

Her knees were just about to give out when she suddenly found herself laying flat on her back, sideways across the bed, crying out in surprise as he gave a sharp thrust and buried himself deep inside her. He wasn't giving it to her in the way that was going to set him off either, this move he was doing was for her!

"You better cum again for me soon," he growled in her ear.

It made her eyes roll back in her head to hear him with that desperate tone. He hadn't held back being vocal with her on top, so she figured she could let her inhibitions drop a bit further and use her voice a bit too.

Turned out, it was a whole other experience to let it all out and yell, pant and moan loudly as he got her all worked up again. All the curse words and the 'yeah, right there's', and 'just like that's' that were spilling from her mouth were egging him on just as much as they were assisting her into cresting over with that second orgasm. Which, but the time it rocked through her body, her head had been tilted back over the side of the mattress and the scream that came out of her mouth had somehow extended the high.

That scream gave him license to switch gears and start thrusting, rather than grinding into her. He sat up on his knees, hands on her hips pulling her up with him and began plowing into her over and over again. Every inhale had her breath hitching and the pleasure just kept on coming.

Both of them were crying out obscenities now until Harry finally hit his breaking point and let out the loudest groan she'd ever heard from him, his whole body started lurching with each thrust.

Then he fell back to the mattress in exhaustion.

She lay the way she was for a minute, liking how they were still tangled in each other's legs and laying in opposite directions on the bed. "That was incredible," she smiled. She didn't seem to have enough energy to crawl or roll over to be against his side again but she did manage to scoot towards the other side of the bed a bit so her head was no longer hanging off it.

It was a few minutes before she recognized how raw her throat felt from their activity. It was that that gave her the will power to crawl over to the headboard and drink down half the glass of water there.

Harry sat up and took the glass from her to drink down the remaining few mouthfuls.

They both lay back down and cuddled up against each other.

"They're great," he told her.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. And after I have a little kip, I'm going to spend a little more time familiarizing myself with them again."

Ginny heard just how tired he was and grinned, snuggling more against him and tugging at the blanket so they could cocoon themselves together under it.

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