Harry PAWGger

The next day, Harry was feeling far bolder. In spite of her new clothes leaving very little to the imagination, Harry figured that at least they would be more comfortable. She figured Hermione would know better about how to make a girl comfortable. So she went about wearing them as she pleased.

And for some reason, it always got her much more turned on than before. When she walked past one of them, she always knew they were checking her ass as she went by. All of her clothes as a boy weren’t especially tight but they were too small to contain her big new tushy bouncing around. Girls naturally had butts that jiggled in their jeans and the new Harry Potter was no exception. 

But that was nothing compared to her rack. The new Harry Potter was a double-D cup at least. All of her shirts were just as modest as anything else, loose fitting enough for a guy but even without a low cut, they did nothing to keep her big ones from hanging on through. Wherever she walked, they jiggled just like her ass did.

The results were very predictable. The guys couldn’t keep their eyes to themselves one bit. No longer just snickering at the sight of Harry Potter cursed as a woman, they were openly checking out Harry Potter the hot sexy girl. In her new attire, so much more of her was wearing, whether it was the way her ass in those short shorts and skirts were practically hanging out or how in her tight little shirts conforming to each of her breasts or the low cut angle giving them a blatant look at her cleavage, they were looking all over her. Hermione’s gift of duds left very little to the imagination. 

But this time Harry didn’t mind. Those perverted fantasies were just fantasies, just a side effect of her stress dealing with this curse, this was reality. Feeling very vain, she deliberately walked in front of the guys. She knew they were looking at her, fantasizing about her. It made her feel very good and proud of her current situation, knowing her extended family that she couldn’t stand wanted her and couldn’t actually grope her as they pleased or else she would use her magic on them. When she was cured, the idea that she would be a guy again would delight her, knowing that neither of the idiots would see the female self of hers again. It was so typical that her family members always hostile to her were now openly lusting after her. 

It never once occurred to her how weird it was that all her fantasies always ended up having them fondle all over her.

It was just before evening that she was headed back to her room. Before she went in, she looked back. Dudley and Uncle Vernon were looking at her with big dumb smiles on their faces. For once she wasn’t thinking of sex. Feeling especially vindictive, Harry gave them both a big wide smile too cheery to be real. The kind of thing that pretty girls liked to do when they were angry at you and wanted to end the conversion fast without letting you know that you got under their skin.

Then she flipped them off. That was before she slammed the door behind her.

The dirty minded father and son were still just staring.

“Hey dad. Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” said Dudley.

“Yeah,” said Vernon. “She’s playing real hard to get.”

Harry was looking at herself in the mirror. In only a little short-sleeved t-shirt and a pair of shorts that rode up her ass, she had just got done giving her her uncle and cousin a show. For once she wasn’t thinking of touching herself like crazy. Instead she was just admiring how good she looked. Cute short hair, luscious kissable lips, big tits and killer legs. Turning around she looked at her ass in the mirror, it hadn’t been anywhere near this big when she was a guy. Fleur would have killed to look this good.

Harry wasn’t wearing a bra under her shirt either. Hermione didn’t send her anything and she refused to wear any of Aunt Petunia’s bras she had kept. She didn’t know where her aunt was and she didn’t care either. Ever since arriving here, conversation between Harry and her extended family had been brief. Both as a tease knowing they were looking at her and because there was too much bad blood between them. Not to mention she didn’t want either one of those horny idiots getting ideas and making her depraved fantasies come to life for real. 

Like before her desires were raging so much worse inside of her this time. She couldn’t begin to understand why thoughts of her uncle and cousin were always what drove her to climax, but at this point she no longer cared. The cursed girl just wanted, needed to get it over with.

Harry wasn’t thinking about all the good guys in her life anymore. For some reason images of Voldemort flashed in her mind. The bald and pale hairless monster was smiling at her, she heard him say, “That’s a good girl Harry Potter.” A sudden series of thoughts flashed in her mind, of her naked and down on her knees in front of He Who Shall Not Be Named himself in a dark room only lit by candlelight. He was sitting in a chair before her.

She looked down at herself. Her naked tits were as big as ever, hanging out with her engorged nipples jutting out in arousal and squatting down in front of him, her legs were so plump and appetizing even to her own eyes. The worst part of it was that she saw he was holding a leash bound to her neck. Yanking her forward, she scurried on over without complaint. He undid the front of his robes, baring his naked and unnatural penis. “Now prove how well behaved and heroic you really are.”

The fantasy seemed so real. It was like her mind was being invaded by some foreign force. That shouldn’t have surprised her, after being turned into a woman thanks to some curse, no doubt this was a trick of the Dark Arts. She tried opening her eyes, but she couldn’t escape it. And in this new mental realm, Harry’s body was moving on her own. No matter how much she tried to fight it, her face was moving closer to Voldemort’s penis, her tongue hanging out like a dumb bitch who only wanted one thing.

She remembered her uncle and cousin molesting her that first day she arrived. It was enough to snap her out of that mental prison, whatever it was. But that had her in a different kind of trap, all of a sudden opening her eyes, she was moving herself up on the mirror. Grinding her tits up on the surface, her erect nipples under the little shirt were begging for stimulation, and looking at her beautiful reflection, her tongue stuck out and she was licking all over the mirror, trying to make out with herself, she was that eager to feel someone else’s touch. Those heated touches in her twat spiked even higher and then in a fit of crazed libido, Harry flicked her fingertip on her swollen clit. That had her suddenly moving her hips back and forth shamelessly, and then in the mindlessness of her frenzy, she pinched down hard on her nipple. The pleasure she felt as a guy had been nothing compared to this, and soon she was beginning to scream.

Harry tried holding her voice in. That was before everything exploded, and then suddenly she was screaming loudly like crazy, she couldn’t hold it in anymore. 

She looked at herself in shock. The mirror was still wet where she had licked it and in her reflection she could see her chest heaving from how intense of an orgasm that was. Harry couldn’t believe she did all of that, it was so debased and humiliating. 

That was before she heard someone on the other end trying to force the door open. Followed by someone yelling, “Dinner’s ready!”

Only those two idiots know how to ruin a girl’s day.
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When she stepped out into the dining room, she saw Dudley and Vernon waiting with big dumb grins on their faces. Harry sighed. It was going to be a long night.

Harry looked at the table. “And there’s not even any food…” She pouted. “What’s this about?”

The two guys were laughing to themselves. Harry frowned, trying to think of the right way to tell them off. She didn’t have her wand at her side, she only wished she had brought it with her to teach these two a lesson. She was ready to spin around and go get it.

If not for Dudley chipping up. He said, “We heard you in there.”

Harry blushed. “W-what is that supposed to mean?”

“Going around looking all hot, knowing we were looking at you,” said Vernon. “Remember when you first got here?” He snickered. “What did you like more? Me grabbing your ass or my boy getting all crazy with your tits?”

“I think she liked it when I got all crazy with her tits,” said Dudley. “Her nipples were so hard!”

“But she’s got a great ass too. Reminds me of you and your mom back in the old days. And you know what they say. You never forget your first.”

“Her first? Don’t spoil my fun dad, we haven’t even gotten to the real fun yet!”

“What?” said Harry, backing up.

Before she could even begin to think of getting away, they were both up and at her. Vernon was back in behind, shaking all over her ass bulging out of her shorts, grabbing it with all the energy of a much younger man. That meant Dudley was on the other jiggling her tits around in his hands, the shirt was so thin that she could feel his hands like she was naked. That was embarrassing enough, but having just touched herself only moments earlier did nothing to quell her urges. She was getting even more turned on than the first time they got a handful of her.

Dudley was laughing seeing her nipples hard under her shirt. “Hey Harry, what do you want me to suck first? Your tits or your face?”

“What?” Harry said in bewilderment.

Before she could push her back, Dudley kissed her right on the lips. He was being really rough with it, even rougher than the way he was fondling her enormous breasts, rubbing his mouth all over her face like he was slobbering on her. Harry was already being fondled in the most humiliating fashion imaginable, but having her stupid cousin kiss her like this was far worse. With how much bigger her lips had become, it was like he was smashing his face all over hers.

His tongue peaked out and started licking all over her face. Harry tried to turn away but Dudley followed her no matter where she went. While she tried resisting him, her cousin pinched her nipples. Her mouth snapped open to moan and then he was shoving his tongue deep in there. He was devouring her and there was nothing she could do about it.

In the back, Vernon was getting to it. Harry’s new and improved bodacious ass was spilling out of her shorts and he loved it. Depraved and relentless, Vernon rubbed his face all over her booty. 

Then he full on yanked them straight down her legs. It was such a swift motion that her big cheeks jiggled when he did it. No longer holding back, Vernon fully worshipped her lower body with his mouth, licking and sucking all over her juicy thighs and that big sexy ass of hers. Soon he had spread her cheeks and was licking inside of her asshole like he was going at it with a fine feast. He couldn’t contain himself.

Up front, Dudley had yanked up Harry’s shirt. Her tits were fully exposed to her cousin’s cruel advances, he was sucking all over them. Her ass being eaten by her uncle and her tits being devoured over by her cousin, she was moaning loudly, unable to keep her voice in. The worst part was that it felt so good. Humiliation and pleasure, she didn’t know if she should have been getting away or just letting them do as they wanted.

Fortunately they both stopped. In that moment Harry was suddenly thinking of escape. She knew it wouldn’t be easy. But it was her only chance.

Alas it was a chance wasted. Only a few moments pondering but it was a few moments too many. Father and son stood up, looking at her.

“W-what are you going to do?” Harry said, her voice heated and erratic, betraying just how much these two had worked her. Her whole body was going crazy with want and her nether regions were wet and eager for their dicks, but she still had enough sanity to know this was wrong.

“It’s my first time, I’m so excited!” Dudley said.

“And your mother’s ass only used to be this good,” said Vernon, slapping one of her cheeks. “But we never went all the way...”

Harry looked down, seeing Dudley’s pants were down. His penis was standing right up in front of her, inches away from her vagina. Felt Vernon’s fat cock laying right on her ass. The only thing she could register was their heat and size. 

“Hey Harry, did you ever do anything like this at that magic school?” said Dudley.

“I don’t think she did,” said Vernon. “Look how nervous she is. Blushing and shaking all over. Reminds me of my first time with your mother.” He slapped one of Harry’s cheeks. “But we never did anything this crazy!”

“Three first times! This is gonna be the best!”

“Hey, that’s enough…” started Harry.

That was before they had both slammed inside of her in an instant. A high pitched cry escaped her lips. They were both plowing her ruthlessly without any hesitation. Her pussy was already naturally wet but Vernon licking inside of her rosebud had loosened her up that his dick easily fit inside of her. A cursed wizard without her wand, she was helpless before both of them.

Dudley resumed sucking all over her tits again. That repeated indignity was bad enough, but with two dicks fucking inside of her nether regions, it was far worse. The same feelings of thirst were back and now they were far worse. So strange and unusual, she was helpless against them, running riot through her body.

Vernon pulled her face to look at him. “Do you think I’m a better kisser than my son?”

Harry was moaning from taking it and just as she was about to ask him what he meant, he forced his mouth on hers. His tongue was digging deep in there and the raw feelings of gratification going crazy inside of her, she was helpless to do anything but give it back to him. Two dicks fucking her up and Dudley still eating her teats, she was being real sloppy with him, a helpless slave to the unnatural desires lighting up her body.

While the two of them were making out, Dudley was starting to feel the pressure. It was his first time, and he was already feeling his inexperience fucking a pussy for real, and this wild of a scene, he was close to his breaking point. He suddenly pumped inside of her faster and faster and then he was letting loose, fully blowing his load inside of her cunt. 

Harry snapped her head away from Vernon to scream as she was pushed to a senseless climax from that dick and all that cum filling her up. But this father wasn’t going to be outdone by his son anytime soon either and fucked that ass harder than ever. There was a psychotic glower on his face, the mask of a conqueror. Breathing hard, he whooped and whooped until he came, filling up her asshole with cum.

Only seconds in from being filled up in her cunt, Harry’s voice broke into a pathetic set of squeaks from that crazy climax blowing up inside of her ass. She couldn’t even move anymore, just stand there and take it. Two strong orgasms in a row, she was helpless to her uncle and cousin. Like father like son.

Suddenly she felt herself slumping down to the floor on her knees. Her vision was hazy and she could barely feel her body, just an overwhelming feeling of debased pleasure, something that even in her state of mind could feel was twisted. As she was still taking it in, she looked up and saw their dicks covered in cum swiftly poking right at her face.

Harry remembered that dream of these two. Then that strange vision of Voldemort. Naked and on her knees with a leash on her neck, his dick in her face. Only a thought and then her face was moving forward, sucking off both of them without complaint. So big and hot, she closed her eyes. Dark lurid thoughts filled up her mind, thinking only of sex.

In his private chamber, Voldemort smiled. Placing this curse upon Harry Potter had been too much fun, something to amuse himself, the chosen one reduced to this. Not only was he turned into a beautiful woman, the curse was also mental, making her crave the physical affection of any man around her. Eventually breaking her down so that it was all she wanted.

And there was another angle too. He had sent that package of clothes. Normal as they looked, they were enchanted with an aphrodisiac to attract the attention of the men around them. Something to speed up the process of Harry Potter the beloved hero into Harry Potter the cock loving slut. Defenseless and away from Hogwarts, he had hoped to ensnare the lovely new lass as his lover, his personal little fuck toy, if he had succeeded she would have been whisked away from his uncle’s house here to his personal sanctum. He was surprised she managed to resist his psychic prison.

“A baby who eluded my power and reborn as a woman she still flees my grasp. But…” His eyes closed, he chuckled, he watched the scene playing out. Harry was obediently sucking off both of those dicks with her eyes closed, thinking only of servicing them. Without being told to she was even licking up and down the shafts before rubbing her face all over their balls. 

“With their great hero reduced to this, Dumbledore and that wretched Order of the Phoenix have no chance.”

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