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Polyjuice Play

By: Marti
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Remus/Tonks
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 4
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Lemons, Lemons, Lemons, oh and did I mention Lemons??

I promised another chapter, and here it is! Things are taking a bit longer in REal Life than expected, so...thanks so much for the patience. One more chapter after this one, maybe will be updated this weekend, if not definitely early next week. Enjoy and don't forget to review!!!!


Marti!!!

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The light from the flickering fireplace was the only one illuminating the living room. Remus sat slouched in the chair, watching the flames jump and leap, rolling the vial between his fingers on his lap. Tonks lay in bed in the room behind him. The wolf aspect of his psyche howled at him in frustration, wanting to join his wife and take her roughly in his passion. He growled at himself in the dim light.

He had promised himself when they married that he’d never take her with anything less than his full control. He’d never dare hurt her. ‘She’s an Auror. She can handle anything you can dish out, Remus. She’ll stop you before you get too rough.’ The sly demon in his head taunted him, sounding remarkably like Severus had earlier with his Polyjuice experiment. He shook his head at the Potion Master’s audacity. You’d think the man had de-aged when Hermione had entered his life.

During the summer break, she’d taken Severus ‘bungee jumping’ whatever the hell that was. It was the only time Remus had seen Severus shaken though. And the one time he’d seen the dark wizard stride down the corridor with a bouquet of roses, Remus had walked into a pillar he’d been so distracted. Next thing you know, Severus Snape would have an earring and a Mohawk!

But the idea of being Tonks for one night and her as him appealed to him. He was always timid Remus or the ferocious werewolf. He felt like he couldn’t be anything else but either of those personas. Would Nymphadora go through with it, for him? Or would her own sense of adventure be enticement enough to go ahead with it? He groaned and dropped his head back against the cushion.


“Remus? You’re home early tonight.” Her voice called from the bedroom, husky from sleep. His body reacted immediately, hardening beneath his still moving hands. He stopped rolling the vial between his fingers and lifted it up to the light, speculating on whether to proceed.

“Yes, Severus had things to do tonight. I’m sorry for waking you.”

Tonks stood in the doorway of their bedroom, her hair its natural brunette. It did stand up straight, not because of her abilities but because she was a natural bed head. It was something he found endearing about her. Remus smiled as he listened to her round the couch to stand just in front of him. She wore the top of his flannel pajamas. That was the only reason why he got any pajamas at all, to see her wearing the top, to watch her as she walked around their home with nothing on underneath the shirt but her ivory skin waiting for the touch of his lips and hands. The wolf in him howled to be freed to take her now.

“Well, all the more Remus for me then, eh?” She smiled at him and beckoned him from his spot. Hopelessly unable to resist her, and why would he anyway, he got up and advanced on her, bending down to kiss her feverishly.

“Did you and Severus go to a strip club or something? You’re awfully frisky tonight, Remus.” Her playful tone belied her worry. She always wondered what the two old enemies, now friends got up to when they left their wives’ sides. Severus had been a Death Eater after all and Remus was a werewolf. They each had their darker sides.

“No, Severus and Hermione have been experimenting again.”


“You jumped off a bridge didn’t you!” Tonks pulled away as his fingers quickly undid her buttons, leaving her covered, barely.

“Do I look stupid?”

“You smell drunk, though. Same bloody difference. What’s going on, Remus?”


“They traded places. In bed.”

“Nothing new for us, luv. I’m always riding you.” Tonks smirked as she pushed his shirt off, after having undone his buttons without his knowing. Remus pulled away from his wife for a moment and lifted the opaque bottle. There was just enough of the sludgy material for a dose each. It was one hour of temptation, to find out what his wife felt while they were intimate. She could understand a little better why he held back sometime while they were making love, why he didn’t get as rough as she’d like him to be. He feared hurting her, afraid that she might come to hate him for being so demanding.

“No, he gave this to me, Nymphadora.” He lifted the vial up in the faded light. She squinted at it.

“Is that Polyjuice Potion? They played that kind of game? Why do you have it, Remus?”

“I told you, it’s what they did last night and he offered it to us. I guess he’s doing some sort of research and wants another control couple.”

“And you offered to help him out.” Tonks smirked and shrugged out of the pajama top, standing before her husband in all her naked glory.

“You are so fucking tempting, woman.” He breathed in the scent of her arousal, his eyes half closed in anticipation. She giggled and took the vial from his hands; it was only seconds away from falling from his loose grasp.

“I do try, Remus, my love.”

“And succeed quite well. Are we going to do it then?”

For an answer, she turned back into their bedroom with the Polyjuice potion. She poured half of it into the tumbler on her side of the bed, plucked a hair out and swirled it around in the liquid with her finger. She lifted it to his lips and he licked the potion off. He grimaced at the taste and idly wondered why Severus hadn’t figured out a way to better the taste of it. Then he growled low in his throat and winced when Tonks wound one strand of hair around her finger and yanked. She dropped it into the vial and swished it around, her eyes never leaving his. She lifted it and drank deeply, her talented little pink tongue dipping inside to lick the vial walls. She handed him the tumbler with his half of the potion.

Remus watched as his wife bit her lips, the potion already working. Not wanting to see another version of himself, he swallowed his portion and tossed the tumbler to the floor as he reached for Nymphadora, pulling her into a kiss as he felt the effects immediately. He probably should have just tossed the vial back at Severus, but how many men got a chance to discover first-hand what turned their woman on.

He closed his eyes and let the potion take over, knowing that when he opened them again, he’d be seeing himself with Nymphadora’s love gazing from his own eyes. He slid his hand up her ribcage to find her breasts already gone, springy course hair appearing under his palms. He flicked her right nipple, feeling her moan against his lips. He could already feel the changes. He didn’t want to think about where his cock was going right now, but breasts were pushing out from his chest and they were incredibly sensitive. Tonks’ chest hair rubbing against the nipples made them firm and erect, ready for more attention. Now he knew why she always moaned and rubbed harder against him while they were fucking!

“Kind of a naughty tickle, huh?” His own voice asked above him. Remus opened his eyes to look up into his own. Reflected behind them was his wife’s effervescent personality.

“Mmm. Just means I have more ammunition to make you crazy,” he whispered in his wife’s voice. He looked down at her, his naked body pressing up against him. He still wore his trousers, which were ready to fall around his legs. He reached down and undid his belt buckle quickly, letting the pants fall now. He lifted his leg, toed off his shoes one after the other and kicked his pants and underwear somewhere behind him. His fingers touched himself, and although he knew that for the next 55 minutes, he’d not have his male genitalia, he was still shocked to feel the smooth skin of a shaved pussy.

He looked down to see his own cock pointing at him, a bit of pre-cum already pooling around the eye on the purple engorged head. Licking his lips, he leaned forward and bit down gently on Tonks’ flat male nipple. She gasped and ran her fingers through his now shorter hair, thrusting her new cock against him as he dropped to his knees in front of her. He cupped her balls in his hands, fondling them lightly as he looked up to see her thrusting her head back in ecstasy. He licked out with his tongue and tasted the cum. He smiled and opened his mouth wide, taking her cock deep inside, feeling the velvet covered steel slide down his tongue. He reminded himself that this was his wife’s body, just in a different form. But there was no way in hell he was going to be telling anyone he went down on a cock, even his own. He chuckled around her cock and pulled off, laughing a bit.

“What’s so funny, luv?” She gripped his hair; a little perturbed that he’d barely started sucking her cock before withdrawing.

“I’m probably one of the only men in the world who can honestly say ‘I sucked my own cock’!”

“Oh, Remus, just get going!” She thrust her hips against his face, pressing her cock against his cheek. He laughed again and licked the underside of her cock, then opening his mouth and sucking the head in hard. She gasped and gripped his hair harder, one of her hands going to steady herself against the door jam. She inhaled and held the breath as she felt his tongue stroke the head while sucking her cock in deeper. She felt his teeth scrap the sensitive skin and she blew out the breath forcefully, pushing her hips into his face, making him gag for a moment before relaxing his throat and taking her cock deep into his body, letting her fuck his mouth like she always let him with hers.

“Oh, Merlin! Remus, now I know why you go wild whenever I suck your cock!” Tonks gasped out and released his hair, running her roughened fingertips down his cheek, feeling her cock sliding in and out between his pursed lips. “S-Stop. I think I’m close, Remus.”

He pulled away and stood quickly, pulling his wife into his arms, with arms less muscular. She giggled and pushed his arms away, lifting him easily and turning to carry him into their bedroom.

“It’s nice being the one carried once in awhile.”

“Hell, Remus, I can do this any time you want. Now lie down and let me play. We’ve only forty-seven minutes left.” She tossed his now smaller body to the bed and followed him down, covering his feminine curves with his firm masculine flesh. She wiggled against him, rubbing her cock against his hip. He moaned and opened his legs, but she pulled away before letting him slide her into his pussy. Lifting up on her hands, she looked down at his body, her body through his eyes. She had always thought her breasts too small, her body too boyish, but looking at it in the perspective of a man, she could see how the smaller breasts enticed, her nipples hard and pointing at him, begging to be touched, fondled, caressed, suckled. She moaned and reached down to push his thighs open. Remus grinned, recognizing the wolf in his wife; she was as affected by it as he usually was. He was now, but in the female form, he wanted to be submissive.

Tonks licked her way down Remus’ neck, flicking her tongue teasingly over his small left breast while fondling the right with her fingers. He gasped and arched into his touch. She stopped teasing and opened her mouth wide, taking as much of his nipple and breast into her mouth, biting gently into the hyper-sensitive flesh.

“Nymphadora! Now, please.”

“Not as fun being on the other end, huh, Remus?” She laughed and rubbed her cock between his wide-spread legs, hitting his clitoris every stroke, making him thrust harder against her and grip her shoulders tightly.

“Fuck me, woman, now.” He growled and bit into her shoulder, wrapping his legs around her hips and pulling her closer, feeling the head of her cock slide into him slightly. They moaned together and Tonks let herself go. She thrust into him hard and rested there, panting against his chest as she struggled to remain in control.

“Oh, damn, you’re tight, Remus.” She moaned against his ear. He chuckled and experimented with squeezing his new inner muscles. She gasped again and bit his ear in retaliation.

“You feel good, don’t you? Now you know why I lose my control whenever I’m fucking you, baby.” He tightened around her again and watched her eyes roll to the back of her head. With a growl, he pushed on her shoulders and flipped her over to her back, straddling her hips with her cock still imbedded inside of him. She gasped again and thrust up into him. He let her go and sat up, his hips undulating as he took her him and released him over and over, setting a fast, steady pace. He closed his eyes and pulled one of her hands to his breasts. She stroked and flicked his nipple while her other hand snaked down between his thighs to tease his clitoris again. He moaned and moved faster with her.

Sweat started pooling at the base of his spine, running down his forehead into his closed eyes, but he could still feel the sting in the corners. He bit his lower lip, trying to remain in control, but feeling his orgasm rushing towards him. He lost his rhythm and he felt Tonk’s hands grip his waist as she arched up into him, pounding her cock so deep he thought he felt it hitting something far inside. The ache pushed his orgasm to reality until he was leaning forward and digging his fingernails into his wife’s chest, hearing her grunt from the pleasure/pain it caused.

“Tonks!” He felt the spasms, the rolling pleasure slide up his spine to every single cell of his body. Each one exploded into blinding white light behind his closed eyelids. He fell forward onto her chest, his breath coming in gasps as he felt her orgasm, her cock twitching inside of him, releasing shot after shot of cum deep inside.

Remus snuggled against her, feeling their shared sweat drying on her hair chest beneath his cheek. He smiled and looked up at her. She grinned back down at him.

“I’m so glad you went out with Severus tonight for drinks. Remind me to thank him next time I see him, won’t you, Remus luv?” She yawned and threw one arm around his shoulders. They only had ten minutes or so left. “I can’t believe how tired I am.”

“I know. I can’t believe how wide awake I am now. Usually I’m falling asleep about now. I love you, Nymphadora.”

“Yeah, I love you too. I wouldn’t have done this if I didn’t.” She flashed him a smile and closed her eyes again.


TBC


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