Becoming a Demon

"FUCK HARRY"

*SMACK SMACK*

"MMMMMM, CUM IN ME"

Her fingers dug into the kitchen tops wooden surface. The apron she had been wearing 5 minutes ago was lying in a heap on the floor. A small puddle was forming as it dripped from between her aroused thighs as the long piece of meat pounded in between her arse cheeks.

Petunia Dursley found herself being pushed flat on the kitchen counter as her nipples grazed against the cold wooden surface. The man above her held her hips tightly as he began to climax inside her with the vibrations of the vibrator jammed inside her tight pussy given Harry added pleasure as he felt these vibrations though the small amount of skin between her anal cavity and womanhood.

As Harry finished he dragged his trousers up and took a seat in the living room while his aunt stayed in her position for a minute or so more before she fixed herself up. It had been several days since Harry had taken her in the bathroom and this had continued as the days seemed to go:

Vernon goes to work and Dudley goes to school

Harry comes downstairs

Harry fucks her

Lunch/Harry fucks her more

Harry fucks her more

Vernon/Dudley come home

Harry fucks her more

Vernon/Dudley go to bed

Harry fucks her more

This had made Petunia an extremely obedient slut who was always open for a good fuck. Harry sat back in the chair thinking of how his father's vision (the only way he could explain it) had changed things.

He had already visited the neighbours where a mother and daughter lived. It had only taken him an hour to implant thoughts into their minds which allowed him to sneak up to the daughter's bedroom and fuck her on her bed. The way the bed creaked from the thrusting had caused the mother to come in halfway through. The daughter seemed worried but he walked over to the mother, pushed her to her knees and placed his dick into her mouth. Soon mother and daughter were both filled with his cum and had also received a nice facial dose.

On another day out he spotted this woman, 24 or so. She was jogging with her German Shepard in tow. Harry had to admire her toned skin and her tight stomach. As she was jogging she was wearing what seemed to be lycra which showed her curvy arse and small breasts. Leaning against a tree he waited until she sat down and focussed on the her dog, placing the ideas of what he wanted to happen. With a slight scream the dog lauched at her crotch, his teeth nipping carefully at the lyrca material until a small patch formed showing her naked thighs.

"Stop Dexter" she tried to push the dog away only for it to launch itself again. "Shit" she suddenly almost moaned as the dog's tongue dragged its way across her most senstive area, lapping at the arousal point. The dog's desires only seemed to increase as it tasted her juices.

"Please stop, mmmm....URGH" she'd finally pushed him away enough that she got up and began to run in the opposite direction. Harry had to hold a laugh in as the dog ran after his bitch and all of the sudden launched on his prey as her small body landed with a thud onto the grass. She was face down in the grass when she felt it.

"OH FUCK" and that was when her world exploded and her eyes crossed as she felt the dog's dick enter her body. She thrashed but this was eased as pleasure began to take over, with some help from Harry altering her thoughts and making her submit to be this dog's bitch.

She began to feel her lose herself. Nothing else mattered but this dog, she needed him to use her, to cum in her human body. Her arse arched allowing the dog to enter her further as the dick pounded into her quicker than any guy had. Her tight top rode up on the grass as the grass tips tickled her sensitive breasts.

Harry made sure to make this a private affair for the most part, anyone who did come close enough would be on their knees servicing Harry as two college girls and a guy found out. Finally with a couple more thrusts and her hands tangled in the mutts fur, they came, neither moving as the dog knotted in her. Harry smiled triumphantly as they finally got up and the woman walked to dog home, the thought of letting the dog have his way with her again firmly in her head.