This is the start of a series of one-shots where I will write one Harry Potter weight gain one-shot for every day of the month of October.
The prompt list itself is right here, credit to fffandever on Furaffinity: https/view/58049281/
So here is the first day's one shot, with the prompt, "Mist".
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Kinky Shower Thoughts
February 14th, 2027
10:00 AM
The New Burrow, Potter's Den.
It was a beautiful Sunday morning for the Potters, the sun was shining and the birds were singing. The sound of a shower was heard and stirred Harry awake, making him smile as he stretched. The 46 year old wizard was happy with his lot in life, he finally got the family he always wanted but now his and Ginny's three children: James, Lily, and Albus had grown up and left home to pursue their own paths in life. While the boy who lived was sad to see them go, he was happy to have raised them in a loving home and help them out into a world with a promising future. Although, as much as he missed them, living with only Ginny had its perks.
"Harry? Is that you?" Ginny asked from inside the shower.
"Yes, what is it Gin?" Harry asked.
"Could you help me out here? My wrist is acting up again." Ginny asked.
Harry smiled and nodded, removing the muggle t-shirt and boxers that he went to sleep in before putting his glasses on. He looked at himself in the mirror, the Auror looked good for 46 like most wizards when you consider how muggles age. He had a decent build, and while he was nowhere near how agile he was in his 20s, he could still take down the occasional purse snatcher.
"Okay, ready or not, here I come.~" Harry said teasingly as he walked into the bathroom.
The bathroom was clouded in a thick veil of steam, likely from Ginny's shower. The hot mist fogged up Harry's glasses but he blindly made his way through. He followed the sound of the pouring water and eventually made his way into the shower before grabbing the handle. He turned it open and looked inside with his glasses all fogged up.
"Oh good you're here, I need you to help get my- oh Harry, you always forget to put on the lens wiper spell." Ginny said as she pulled out a wand from nowhere and casted the spell.
"Oculus Mundus." She said, and Harry could suddenly see.
Harry smiled as he took in his wife…
Like himself, Ginny looked very good for the age of 45. Ginny was sitting on a shower bench as she let the water pour on top of her. Her long orange colored hair ran down her long and elegant back, glistening from the water's touch. Her freckled face looked at him smiling, while her fair skin was likewise decorated with freckles making her look like a piece of art. She looked into his emerald eyes with her copper ones, a look that showed the true love that they had for each other…
"Hello? Earth to Harry?" Ginny asked, semi-impatiently.
"Oh sorry, just admiring what's in front of me." Harry said smiling.
"You prat…" Ginny muttered while blushing a bit.
"I need you to help get my back, my wrist is acting up again." Ginny said
"Alright then, let's get started." Harry said as he grabbed the wash cloth and rinsed it with soap and water.
As unfortunate as it was, Ginny suffered from a career ending wrist injury in her off-hand after a reckless play when she was 28. While skele-gro did regrow the shattered bones, she still had painful wrist spasms in her left hand muscles to this day. She had tried to seek alternative employment as a Quidditch reporter for the Daily Prophet, but the other reporters pestering her for the dirty deeds of Harry Potter had her grinding her teeth together. The straw that broke the camel's back came when Rita purposefully made her carry a large amount of reports after she refused to let her interview her son Albus. Her wrist locked up and couldn't move properly for a month, so one lawsuit later, she was now a housewife… a 450 pound housewife.
Yeah, despite its looks quidditch burnt off tons of calories as the rider turned and contorted on their broomstick. Without the exercise of quidditch, the lack of a job, Harry's cooking, three kids, and a slowly deteriorating metabolism Ginny managed to balloon to be about 450lbs. While this would be ego-destroying for most anyone else, Ginny took it all in stride while putting the rest of her attention on her children and family. While she couldn't help with chores that didn't involve magic, or hold various weights, she always made sure Harry had a nice clean home to return to. As for her body, well, it was not really as properly maintained.
Harry scrubbed her back down with the wash cloth, taking good care in getting under the numerous back rolls. Weighing 450lbs, Ginny had some impressive back rolls that could probably hide a set of keys. Caressing them, Harry knew Ginny found it a pain to put on bras at this size with how much they and her large breasts made bras either cut into her skin or snap off. Ginny gave a smug smirk to Harry as he made his way down her back and to her adipose-ridden ass.
"You seem to enjoy this part, don't you?" Ginny said teasingly.
"Well there's a lot of you to love. I'm just making sure every inch of you gets it." Harry said as he started to clean his wife's ass crack.
Ginny smiled a bit as she was scrubbed thoroughly, she smirked feeling Harry's hands all over her blubbery arse. She heard how most couples fizzle out after they have kids, especially her brother and Hermione, but if anything Harry's been more attracted to her like this. Her jiggly pillow-like thighs were wiped down and occasionally grabbed by Harry as he pressed his chest against her back.
"Your left hand is perfectly fine, isn't it?~…" Harry asked.
Ginny blushed at her little ruse being caught, she couldn't hide anything from a top class Auror.
"Yeah, it's Valentine's Day and I know you love all of this~…" Ginny said as she washed her soccer ball-sized breasts.
"Well it's not exactly subtle on your end either." Harry said as he scrubbed his wife's undercarriage, the heat of arousal being evident as he flicked her bean.
Ginny let out a small moan as he did this, biting her lower lip.
"Well then, why don't you show me how much you love me by putting another baby in me?~" Ginny teased, getting up.
"Another?" Harry asked, not entirely against the idea as he watched her struggle and stand on her legs.
"I mean it's pretty lonely around here with you gone all day. Plus don't act like you'd be against it." She said, smiling at him as her belly moved up and down with every breath.
"Alright then Gin~…" Harry relented as he pulled his wife into a make out session.
Ginny moaned and obliged as she wrapped her arms around Harry's back, enjoying the taste of his tongue. After about a minute, they pulled apart with a trail of saliva between their tongues. Ginny turned over and presented her womanhood to Harry as she bent down.
"Well, looks like we're gonna need another shower after this.~" Harry teased as he cupped one of her numerous body rolls.
"You say that like it's a bad thing, now let's make a mess out of this shower first~…" Ginny ordered.
Amidst the mist of a mid-life crisis, the Potter family would keep on marching, that's for sure.
