Girls & Boys

Chapter 5







When Luna awoke in the morning, among her first thoughts was that her bed had gotten quite lumpy. Then she noticed that the lift and descent under her head was that of a body breathing and grew curious as to who it could be. Almost immediately she got an image of her lips fastened to a bright pink cluster of skin as moans and yelps had assailed her. Ah, she thought, phase one of her plan was most likely a success. She needed to gain Su’s support for her forthcoming request—no, demand of Harry for the next little bit of playtime she was arranging. Luna was anticipating some resistance, but with Su’s big, fluffy tits to keep Harry occupied, she’d likely be able to talk him into the transformation. The girl was eagerly looking forward to it, but she had much work to do before then.





There was a sudden slamming outside of the curtained bed and Su stirred underneath her. Heavy footfalls stomped across the room and the sliding of a drawer being opened was heard, which was then shut forcibly with little regard to the sleeping occupants in the room. Someone was a mite angry, she gathered, and wondered what had upset Lara. She supposed it was time to get up for classes, but she was in no hurry to move. Su made grunting noises as her body shifted again and Luna looked down at her willing pawn and wondered if she should give the girl more incentive to offer her allegiance. Her hand slid down from the girl’s shoulder and rested on her belly and Su sighed satisfactorily. Luna felt it would be a wise endeavor. Pulling back the sheet to see the girl still nude the way she’d left her, Luna bared the Ravenclaw’s body again and took notice of the sparse but dark thatch in the crown above the thighs. This could be fun, she mused, as she recollected that the act of eating out the girl had not been an unpleasant deed, but highly interesting. It was very different from sucking cock, that was for sure, and much more of a complicated process, but rewarding in a different way. The blonde witch noted that she was very lucky to have a boyfriend like Harry, who obviously enjoyed giving her pleasure in such a method. She used him as a model now; sliding her body down the girl until her face was at the lowest point of Su’s torso, using her fingers to wrench the thighs apart, and getting the clitoral hood pulled up enough for her to lick the bud being revealed.





There was a whine above her head and then the thighs moved further apart of their own volition. Luna bent down again and slid her arms up under the girl’s legs to curve around the front panels; her fingers once again prising open her partner’s folds. She closed her eyes and breathed in the scent before fearlessly poking her tongue out and swirling the tip around the wet gash at the center. Her mind filling with examples of Harry’s technique, she quickly utilized them in her approach, curling her tongue into a tight little dart with which to spear the girl. Su groaned deeply and then was actively thrusting her bottom up for maximum access. Luna sucked her mouth around the girl’s hole, burrowing her face with a fierce shaking of the head as her tongue went deeper. Su voiced her appreciation in a ringing endorsement of shouts. Once Luna began fondling the girl’s bits with her fingers, plunging a few of them into her cunt while she suckled the clitoris, it was apparent that Su had fully awakened and was now whispering her encouragement. By the time Luna’s hands had crept over to pinch at the nipples moving closer in reach the more she pushed legs wider, Su was gustily demanding more as she thrust her crotch at the blonde’s face. Luna took it all in stride and paid studious attention to the way the flower beneath her bloomed. She could all but feel the dark beauty’s orgasm loom up to grip hold of her tongue like a disembodied hand in the dark.





Came it did, however, and very loudly, at that. By the time Su had gotten her harsh breaths under control, Luna was sitting up and smoothly reaching for her blouse still cast at the end of the bed. Su heaved out another satisfied groan with the back of her hand across her face quite dramatically, but then sat up shyly as she watched Luna dress, pulling up a sheet to cover herself.





“Um, thanks…I guess. That was a nice way to wake up.” She gave a small, embarrassed laugh as she held the sheet tight to her bosom. Luna pulled her wand from under her pillow and swiftly separated the drapery around her bed, then summoned a clean pair of knickers. She gave the slightest hint of a smile and reached over the girl to grab her butterbeer necklace sitting on the bedside table. Su tensed for a moment before realizing what Luna was after, but then her attitude turned sheepish.





“Uh, when did you want me to get together with you and Harry?” she asked tentatively.





Luna looked her over appraisingly and the girl blushed at the inspection. “Well, what are you doing on Friday afternoon?” she asked her breezily. Su looked deep in thought for a moment before clarifying the time frame.





“You mean after classes or after supper? I don’t think I have anything planned other than getting some revising done for Monday’s Transfiguration test.” She looked a bit disappointed. “Friday is a ways off. What’s the hold up?”





Luna gave an explanation patiently but didn’t divulge all of her intents. “I need to get a few things taken care of first in preparation and it involves some work. And it won’t be after class, but during, so I need to make sure I’ve got all my notes in order if I’m missing Arithmancy before the weekend. Have you taken Polyjuice Potion before?” she asked, apropos of nothing.





Su looked confused for a moment then flabbergasted. “I can’t miss class for a shag! We’ve got our O.W.Ls this year!” In an unusual display of seduction, Luna took a moment to give her a rather smoldering look as she leaned closer and the girl stared back with wide, innocent eyes.





“It would be worth your time, I can promise,” she coaxed in a husky purr. Su looked torn but then furrowed her eyebrows as she pondered the last question she’d received.





“Why are you bringing Polyjuice? Is that even legal? Where did you get it?” the girl asked in rapid succession, the suspicion heightened in her tone.





Luna leaned all the way over to rest on her elbows as her hands palmed her face. “Well? Have you done it? Are you up to a little experimenting?” she challenged, evading the girl’s queries. Su bit her lip but then took the bait.





“What exactly did you have in mind?” she whispered back breathlessly. And then Luna started to go into more detail. Su Li’s eyebrows rose high as she listened to the outline for what they would be doing to Harry.





“Let’s just suppose for a second that you were interested in girls; which girl in all of Hogwarts would you find the most attractive?” Luna asked in another non-sequitur.



“Daphne Greengrass,” the girl uttered without a moment’s hesitation. She looked a bit aghast at herself for being so quick with an answer, but then shrugged her shoulders in her consternation.





“Hmm,” was all Luna had in response, but then she was thinking aloud on how that might pose a problem for them. “But neither one of us spends any time around her or her social circle, so we might have to plot a bit to get a hair from her. Do you know anyone that might be able to get close enough and would do you the favor?” she enquired inquisitively. She started to picture Harry in her mind with red hair and those full lips. And the huge rack, of course, a feature that Harry would most definitely appreciate. The girl was impressed that Su had picked such an appropriate figure for them to fixate on. Harry would love having her body for the hour, Luna was sure of it. While she’d only ever stared at Daphne from afar, she did recall that the Slytherin sex-bomb possessed green eyes much the shade of Harry’s. It would be perfect. The young witch suddenly thought of her Slytherin stalker, Mr. Andrew Vaisey. Luna had seen him chatting with Daphne at the dining hall table at times; perhaps he could prove useful for something other than being a dildo with a pulse.





Although, if she was going to request Andrew to get her some of Daphne’s auburn strands, she’d probably have to fuck him; he was not the type to do anything out of the goodness of his heart. The boy was a bit creepy, however, the way he always stared at her and Luna was fast becoming disinterested while becoming more eager to engage Ernie’s libido when she had an itch. Then she narrowed her eyes at the girl in front of her. Su Li could make a fine assistant.





“Su, have you ever taken a good look at Vaisey from Slytherin house?”





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Harry sat in class waiting impatiently for the last five minutes to tick by. Luna had instructed him to head to his Common Room the minute he was done with his double Charms. She had intimated that there would be someone else there with her when she’d casually slipped a we in her expressed demand that he be quick about it, as in, “We don’t want to wait too long.” He wondered just whom she’d invited and how many we’s would be in attendance. Harry was smug that he’d be skiving off DADA for a fuck session now that Snape was the teacher. He’d have to avoid the man in the halls over the weekend before he could come up with a suitable excuse the next time he was in class, but it would be so worth it if what Luna had planned for him was even a fraction of what he anticipated in his head.





The boy wondered if she’d be using her potion on him again. The whole concept had fascinated him once he’d felt the amazing power of a hefty pair of boobs on his torso the likes of which he rarely got close to. It had kept him up at night, since, the possibilities swirling in his thoughts while he stroked his own flat nipples, the desire soon setting in as he imagined pushing up those wondrous globes that had been strapped to his chest right up to his face and licking and biting the pert points in their exaggerated form. It would inevitably lead to a furious wanking, which only made him burn with more need of Luna’s perverted ideas and attentive urgings. Gods, she was so dirty, he couldn’t get enough of her constant elevating of their sex games. It was always a bit scary and wonderful to see what she would come up with next.





Harry glanced at the big hourglass sitting on Flitwick’s desk and it seemed as if each sand particle was taking forever to slip through the sliver of glass to get to the bottom pile. C’mon, already, he shouted in his head, powerless to make them move faster. A few more sands slid through the concave center. “Cor! Hurry up!” he groaned. Every face in the class, including his professor’s, suddenly whipped in his direction as he realized with increasing embarrassment that he’d exclaimed that last bit aloud. “Er….sorry,” he mumbled to his teacher, who gave him a chastising look. He glued his sight back to the book on his desk guiltily and tried to avoid the time altogether, willing his self to calm the fuck down or else he’d never get out of the classroom. He’d have to be quick but furtive if he wanted to sneak away from the throngs and take the side stairs to the floors above. Ron would be waiting to walk with him to the DADA room, but Harry had decided to leave his mate out of his plans for the meantime. Ron might play a mean game of chess, but his poker face was terrible when he was sitting on a juicy secret.





When he heard the bell sound to signify the end of the lesson, he exhaled heavily in relief. He wasn’t too sure he’d have been able to handle much more of the delay. Harry swiftly stuffed his book and papers into his satchel and tugged the strap up over his head, already making a beeline for the door, before Ron even had a chance to catch up to him. Once he was in the crowd of students milling their way through the hallway to get to next class, he more or less broke out in a jog and headed in the other direction, his thoughts on what was awaiting him back in Gryffindor tower lulling the boy into a dreamy state. He took a few shortcuts that he’d discovered over time and they helped him break away from the jostling bodies as he slipped into dark narrow passages and came out at the other end of the wing. By the time he’d made it to the Fat Lady’s portrait, he was huffing mightily from his exercise. He bent over to grasp his thighs and take in some gusts of air, feeling winded from the sprint but still energized for the action that lay ahead. When he stood up to look for Luna and whoever she brought along, he saw no one in sight, the students already having gotten to their second half of classes. Knowing that Luna had his password to get inside, he assumed that she’d done just that in order to avoid suspicion standing around in front of the wrong house. He uttered the password for this week and couldn’t help but notice the Fat Lady’s disapproving glare as she swung backwards to reveal the entrance to his Common Room. She harrumphed indignantly as he stepped through, but he chose to ignore her perplexing attitude and let his eyes wander over the room looking for blonde hair.





The portrait door closed and he called out her name. “Luna? Are you here?” he spoke into the silence. He started to head for the staircase leading up to his dorms, thinking that perhaps she’d be waiting for him on his bed. Harry was halfway up when he heard his name being called and his head jerked to his left to look across the room at the figure standing on the girls’ staircase.





“Harry, we’re over on this side,” Su calmly explained with a coy smile on her lips. Sweet Jesus, she brought along the luscious Su Li, the boy thanked the powers above. His ardor spiked sharply as he looked her over, his attention lingering over her open robes and unbuttoned blouse. It was half undone down the front strip, so that her voluptuous cleavage was squeezing to the forefront and her tits were all but flowing out from the peeks of her lacy bra. Harry’s prick jerked and he had to agree. He ran down the steps he was currently on and made his way over, Su meeting him at the foot of the stairs with her wand at the ready. He let the floaty feeling from her levitation spell buoy him up in spirit as they headed upward, his gaze firmly affixed to her breasts.





“Uh, where are we going on this side? I’ve never been in the girls’ dorm here. Is one of them waiting with Luna?” His mind flashed on which Gryffindor beauty he’d most like to see when they arrived in whichever bedroom had been picked.





“Oh, well, we scoped out the boys’ side first, but you lot are a bit messy, and kind of smelly,” Su smirked with a wrinkle of her nose. “Luna decided to pick one of the girl’s rooms, but I don’t know who it belongs to. Very tidy, though. I mean, ridiculously so, one could say.”





Harry got a squirmy feeling in his belly as he gleaned some idea about whose bedroom they’d be using. “Er, okay. Is it just going to be the three of us, then?” he asked, burning with curiosity by this point.





Su glanced down and gave him a teasing pout. “Yes. Will we not be enough for you?”





Harry immediately took her question seriously and attempted to remedy his rudeness. “Oh; of course you will! Yeah, this’ll be great, I can hardly wait,” he grinned appreciatively.





“Me, too. This should be very interesting….for all of us,” she portended mysteriously. Harry’s knob rejoiced at the news as it strained against his pants.





Once they’d made it to the halls between the rooms and Harry was able to walk on the floor, he felt pretty convinced that they would be using the room that Hermione shared with Lavender and Pavarti Patil. The set-up was almost the same as the boy’s side, just in reverse, and the steps he took to get to where Luna waited were the same count that he took to get to his year’s floor. When they made their way into the room where Luna languished on her side on a very neat, very garnet bed next to an exceedingly organized dresser and bookcase, he groaned in his head and made a mental note to be extra nice to his best friend the next time they hung out together.





“You had to pick this one?” he asked his girlfriend with some bemusement. Luna only smiled deviously; it was plain she knew whose bed they’d be using.





“Don’t worry, Harry, we’ll make sure to clear away all traces of incriminating evidence before we leave. Hermione will be none the wiser,” she told him in breathy assurance. Then her eyes grew dark as her lids went heavy. “Now, strip,” she suddenly barked in an about face.





Harry dropped his school bag to the floor and immediately went for the clasps on his robes. Once the cloak hit the floor and he began unbuttoning his shirt, he slowed his movements as he took in a glance sideways at the intriguing presence of the brunette Ravenclaw. She arched one eyebrow as he gaped at her. “Well…do it,” she followed-up somewhat gruffly. Harry’s arousal heated up and he could feel his face flush as his fingers flew rapidly over the buttons and pulled them apart, popping one right off its thread. His movements were just as nimble when he got to his pants, almost tripping as usual in his haste to discard them. After he’d undressed completely and stood before them nude, he didn’t try to hide his eager cock this time, his body burning in its desire, but proudly let the girls inspect him.





“Merlin, you’ve got a pretty knob,” Su breathed in slight awe. Harry’s erection pulsed tightly as it bobbed for her in acknowledgment of the compliment. Then Luna was waving him over merrily, her head still propped up on her bent arm.





“Su, bring him over on all fours,” she directed. The pale girl reached behind her and pulled up a chain, quickly revealing it to be the one she’d used on Harry before with the collar attached, and threw it to the tall Asian already pushing him to the floor. Su took no time at all getting the leather wrapped around his throat before prompting him to heel as he followed her to the bed like a dog. The brave boy knew he should feel mortified by their treatment of him, but Merlin, he loved it. He climbed up on the mattress and shuffled to the center right in front of Luna, their eyes locked to each others. She finally leaned up and took his mouth to hers, searing a kiss to his lips that was full of need and promise, her nibbles and probing tongue enflaming him until he was panting. Then her hand was behind his head and pressing downwards. Harry leant into the momentum, watching as she moved out of the way of his trajectory before stopping it with his face in the duvet. He didn’t adjust his body, which meant that his arse was sticking up in the air, but waited for Luna to bend him to her will. The assertive witch kept him on his knees while she bid him to split his legs open a bit and grab hold of his ankles. Once again, Harry felt every bit that this pose was completely undignified and he should indubitably be protesting their use of him, but instead, his mind was too busy thinking of what sort of pleasurable torture Luna would be visiting upon his bunghole.





Luna was stroking his bum affectionately, though, as she purred to him and kissed his flesh. “You do have a pretty knob, Harry, but your arse is a thing of beauty,” she claimed. Harry felt the cheeks on his face grow hot again, but she wasn’t done with him yet as her hands continued caressing. “Your skin is lovely; however, I think it could use a bit roughing up; don’t you agree, Su?” Su seemed a bit confused, by the sound of her tone, but agreed anyway, and it was a few seconds of Harry resting the side of his head into Hermione’s covers with his rear-end pointing skyward wondering what she meant to do before he heard the slap. The sting of it burned right after and Harry jolted with the shock. When the two of them were alone, Luna didn’t really spend that much time abusing him like this, but he liked her doing it in front of Su Li and moaned to tell her so.





“Su, can you grab that little wooden paddle over there?” his girlfriend requested, and Harry’s eyes bulged as he started to get a tad worried. He went to lift his head to see just how little this paddle was going to be but it was instantly squashed back to the bed and held there. “Don’t worry, Harry, we just want to get your arse a bit on fire. I want to see it turn bright red.” He tensed his body to prepare for another strike, but then he felt someone’s hand wrap around his cock instead. He groaned into the feathery touch and let his knees spread a bit farther to accommodate the grope when a fiery blow slammed into his frame.





“Unnnnh, shit!!” he shouted, but it was quickly followed by another hit before he could recuperate. Luna held onto his neck as she brought back her arm for each swing, and Harry choked a bit on the pain bunching up through his muscle and bone as stars began swirling in his vision. Somewhere in the haze, another pair of hands stroked and tickled and teased the skin between his thighs, around his groin, along his shaft, keeping his hands tight to his ankles, until he was a thrumming, vibrating collection of nerves screaming. When the sounds of the slaps suddenly ceased, it took a while for Harry to notice, the din of his vocal responses and the thud of the wood against his bum still ringing in his ears. His arse felt hugely swollen now, throbbing like a giant heart while the cool air that brushed his skin made him jerk spasmodically in the legs. He realized it was the girls blowing on him to lessen the burning and when he felt both Su’s and Luna’s hands tenderly pet and fondle his rear his discomfort quickly switched to delirious pleasure.





“Su,” was all Luna had to say for a while, but then Harry could hear the swishing of heavy material and soon a heavy lump of black thumped to the floor in the corner of his vision. There were more sounds of clothes being abandoned and then fidgeting rocked the bed as a body moved around. He tilted his head sideways to glance at the scene so he could watch them and when he saw Su’s head slide into the space between his legs, he all but cried in gratitude. The girl grinned at him upside down, her glorious tits nude and brushing up against the insides of his thighs as she reached to pull off his glasses. He strained to move his head close enough to kiss her, but then she turned her head and swallowed up his prick. Harry moaned loudly again and went to straighten up, but Luna held him still from above and kept him in the restrictive pose.





“Stay, Harry, and just feel. Close your eyes.” He did as she instructed and heard Luna murmur what sounded like an Aguamenti followed by a Duro. If she was making water hard, then it could only mean one thing, and he whined when he felt the instant chill of the ice cube on his arse. Luna continued to rub it back and forth soothingly, regardless of his complaints, which really weren’t much in the way of complaining as Su was doing wonderful things to his dick with her mouth. When Luna let the frozen block slide across his puckered hole, he did jump in his skin, but once again she had a tight hold of him. The heat from the pounding he’d just received mixed with the frigid burn of the ice as his body turned prickly only reinforced the intense sensations provided by the girl underneath him. He heard Luna softly mutter a spell then felt a hot, wet probe enter the already winking knot of his arse and his surprised shout echoed across two rooms.



Time seemed to suspend as he was caught up in his delirium. He had no idea how much of it elapsed while the three of them moved; Luna pressing her tongue deeper, rimming him as if her life depended on it, arms circling his thighs and holding tight, all while she pushed his pelvis with her thrusts right into the waiting, wet gob of the brunette servicing his cock. It was too much and yet not enough. He wanted everything they could give him and he felt he would erupt like a bloody volcano the minute they did. When Luna started to moan against his arse, it was all he could do not to cum right there. Su answered the girl’s call with her own humming, lips still tight around his pumping staff, so that Harry felt the need to give his own vocal proclamations.





“Ah, fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!! Gawwwd, do it, unghhhhhh, fuck me, bloody hell, eat me, suck…suck meeeee…ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!” he urged as the groans poured from his mouth in waves. Luna was relentless in her burrowing and it felt as if both girls were trying to meet in the middle of his organs somehow, his knob pushing past the resistance of Su’s throat as she reached her lips higher to graze the pubic hair flat against his skin. When he felt hands encase his balls and tug hard, the pressure that had been building suddenly shot white hot into his retinas and his whole body lit up like the silence of a hydrogen bomb.





“Uunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnh!!!!” he keened like a wounded animal a moment before he blacked out. The girls let his body slump to the bed, where he came to a second later, his vision blurry and his head swimming. They helped him roll over onto his back and he practically oozed into the position. He lay there breathing heavily, his eyes glazed as he stared into nothing while trying to get hold of his bearings. Luna and Su peered down at him quizzically and then Luna gave him a light slap to the face.





“Snap out it, Harry, that was just the starter,” she informed him calmly. Harry could only hope that they didn’t kill him before this was over.





“Hooooooly fuck,” he breathed out. He exhaled deeply again as he was finally able to focus his attention back on the girls. In their blurred state, Luna looked vaguely amused while Su’s wide-eyed expression was just as awestruck as his. He almost felt sorry for what had to have been a pretty forceful shot of his sperm down her throat.





“Oh. My. Gods. I can’t believe we did that,” Su laughed goofily. “I’ve never done anything like that before. I didn’t even gag,” she confessed with amazement. She ran a hand over his deflated knob and it throbbed so intensely he thought it might detach and do a little jig for the girl’s entertainment. Luna soon joined her and Harry gave a deep, contented sigh. He was still trying to come down from his climax, but their stroking and massaging in swirly patterns kept his flesh stimulated.





“Uh, I’m gonna need a few more minutes, girls,” he told them, although he was already eager to see what Luna had planned next.





“Oh, we’re just letting your body fully enjoy the sensations, Harry. Did you like the spanking?” Luna asked curiously.





“Er, it was, uh…different. It definitely ratcheted up the tingling when you both started with the oral stuff,” he gushed. “My bum is still a bit sore, but in a good way, yeah?” He felt a little embarrassed confessing such a thing but then he remembered this was Luna he was talking to; the girl who had no concept of embarrassment.





His girlfriend continued to slide her fingers over him, but now she was starting to rub them up and down his prick again, which was exceedingly sensitive so soon after his orgasm. He hissed in his breath and she mewled at him in pleasure, her strokes decreasing to slow glides, taking in the area of his balls and further down between his legs. When she spoke again, her voice sounded far away and in awe of the instrument she was currently manipulating. “I wonder what it feels like, having a cock,” Luna pontificated aloud. “Especially having it sucked on. I would think it quite pleasurable, as evidenced by your reaction every time, Harry, but is it better than having someone licking your womanly bits?” She posed the question to her companions; blinking myopically at Su, who only stared back befuddled, and then quirking her head in Harry’s direction to study his response carefully. “What about you, Harry?”





“Um, what about me, what?” The boy expelled fast, short breaths while he watched her sliding grip get his very sated penis somewhat stiff again. He reached over for his glasses so he could see clearly what they were doing. Su started to stroke the fur on his belly and his moans were back in earnest.





“Have you ever debated whether girl parts might feel more intensely over boy parts?” She seemed very interested in his answer.





“Nope,” was his brief and immediate reply. He was now fully hard and on his way to another erection, Harry noticed; gobsmacked by the relatively quick recovery. His eyes never left the movement of her hands on his prick as she was now making curlicues around the spongy, still glossy, head and he was quite turned on by the image.





“You’ve never wondered at all what it would be like to be a girl; Harry?” And this time her voice was much sharper. When he glanced over to her, she had a slightly incredulous look in those ridiculously big eyes of hers.





“Yeah, Harry,” Su piped up. “Are you sure you never thought about the idea? It would be perfectly acceptable if you had.” Su had moved her hands up to his chest by then and was ghosting the pads of her fingers over his nipples, turning them to hard points.





Harry had to wonder what Luna was driving at by bringing up the subject. Considering her Potions assignment, he knew well enough that this was hardly a discussion on the semantics of gender. No, she was about to drop something on his head, he could feel it. He gave her original question more thought this time. He loved being a boy, he loved his cock, and he loved the attention his cock received by such lovely and vibrant birds as the two in front of him. He pretty much adored girls’ bodies, although on the other side of the equation. It was a different kind of appreciation than what he had for his own. However, what would it feel like to have those bits he enjoyed so much on his person? He thought back to the day Luna had given him such massive tits for the hour and how brilliant that had been. Being able to fondle them constantly yet also getting the sensation on the other end of it was double the pleasure, in a mind-blowing way; he’d had no problem admitting as much. Was this what Luna wanted to see again? Would he be able to rub them up against Su’s mouth-watering boobs? By now, his curiosity was piqued so he challenged Luna to be up front with him.





“What do you want me to try now?” he asked bluntly.





The hint of the smile that had been on Luna’s lips slowly stretched across her face into a full, dazzling, and quite sexy grin. “Well, Harry, it just so happens that today I have in my possession some Polyjuice Potion and a few special hairs. I was hoping, perhaps, you could help me fill in some of the data to the more metaphysical aspects of my research.”





“Lu, where the hell did you get Polyjuice? It takes a month to make that stuff, so don’t tell me you just whipped up a batch. How long have you been planning this? And whose hair are we talking about?” He was surprised at the lengths she was going to for her project.





“Oh, well, Snape let me have some from his stores a while back in order that I might break down the properties for my own concoction, seeing as they are so similar. I needed to start with the Polyjuice as a base. I just replenished my supply so that I could begin phase two of my experiments. I wanted to try and combine the two, to see if my potion can still act as an enhancer once the complete transformation is in place, but I took more than I would really require for the tests. Snape must have been attacked by a healthy infestation of Wrackspurts; he seemed very distracted and let me help myself to his cupboards,” she stated matter-of-factly. “As for the identity behind the hair, well….you’ll just have to drink it to find out, Harry.” Her grin had tilted up on one side wickedly and the effect worked like a charm. Harry wanted to find out, alright.





“Fine,” he agreed before he had the sense to change his mind. He trusted that Luna wouldn’t turn him into anyone too heinous, like Eloise Midgen or Millicent Bulstrode. She picked up the chain lying on the bed and looped it around her hand, tugging it tightly until Harry had to sit back up from the drag at his throat. She asked Su to go and get her schoolbag and once the girl brought it to the bed, Luna handed Su the chain. The Asian student seemed to relish the mastering of Harry as a pet and smirked at him mischievously as she pulled him closer, her hand snaking up the links until she had him by the collar. She kissed him hungrily while Luna fiddled with the contents of her sack. Before Luna had even extracted the jar and empty phials, Su was eagerly getting off with Harry to the point that she had straddled his groin and was quite ready to sit on his now attentive dick, her wet snatch already rubbing against him.





“We’ll have none of that,” Luna expressed as she gave the other girl a hard push. “Budge off and get two strands before we change him.” Su looked a bit put out as she fell to the side of the bed, but heeded Luna’s direction anyway, swiftly getting to her knees as she reached out and plucked at Harry’s wild head of hair.





“Ouch!” he exclaimed, his hand moving up to rub the patch she’d just molested. “What the bloody hell was that for? Why do you need my hair?” he demanded. He wasn’t too sure he was going to like the explanation.





“Harry, this will go much easier if you stop asking so many questions and just surrender yourself to a new experience. You’re just going to have to trust us,” Luna stated patiently. She had drawn her wand out while she sat on the bed, legs folded across each other, and had the jar of Polyjuice floating in midair as she pulled stoppers out of the glass vials she had for each of them. Harry was now thoroughly confused. Just how many transformations did this experiment entail? But he held his tongue while he watched her work pouring the smelly substance into one of the glass tubes and then nodding to Su with some kind of permission granted. The brunette took hold of her own rucksack and pulled out a textbook, opening it ceremoniously so she could point her wand at the center and utter a summons. A thin, glistening strand of hair flew up from the pages and floated over to the glass Luna held. Harry couldn’t make out much of the color, other than it was dark, and an instant later it had settled into the mud-like brew and turned it a golden tint. Hmm, at least that ruled out Crabbe or Goyle.





When she handed him the elixir, Harry gulped hard and tried to prepare himself for the metamorphosis he was about to undergo. He recalled it being somewhat uncomfortable at first, but guessing who he would be at the finish was giving him the most anxiety about the process. He gave Luna one last hard glare, attempting to impart a, “this better be good”, in the expression, before taking the offering and swigging it down his throat as rapidly as possible. Merlin, that shite was awful, he bitched mentally as he grimaced, although it did have a sweet, lingering aftertaste this time around. That boded sort of well, didn’t it? He leaned back against Su still kneeling by his side and closed his eyes as he began to feel the first signs of his change. The bubbling along his skin was so unnatural and bizarre that he didn’t really care to see the effect. There was a distinct rippling across his chest and a slight burning in his penis in this shifting of characteristics. He gasped as the assault continued; his hair flowing past his shoulders, skin tightening over globes of flesh sitting on his breastbone, his hard-on shriveling as if he’d just stepped into an ice cold bath, and his testicles feeling as if they were deflating to the size of peas. Harry’s arms started to feel sleeker, thinner, while his legs were suddenly bare of any hair, soft and supple as he rubbed them against each other. His eyebrows seemed to shape themselves into a higher arch and his lips altered into a puffier, poutier version. The adjustments to his physique and face became a totally sensual event, and by the time he could feel a tunneling through his lower half, he was so sexually stimulated that the idea of another orgasm straight away teased his desire.





Even with his eyes still shut, he started to get a mental picture of what was waiting for him once he took a good look at himself…herself. There was a wetness between his legs that fixated his attention so much it went quite unnoticed that the solid feeling of his dick was missing. Someone, probably Luna, took his hand, one that felt much daintier, and brought it to the space at his crotch. The long, winding moan that came out of his mouth a second later sounded a bit feminine to his ears, but he was too caught up in the flesh under his fingers. He was stroking a full, slick cunt, but it wasn’t one of the other girls, it was his, his CUNT, attached to his body and feeling absolutely amazing the more he stroked it. He tentatively put two fingers inside the dribbling gash, and he jumped a bit as soon as he felt the effects of the intrusion.





Su gave a low whistle and then a quiet gods behind his ear. His desire to see the evidence was paramount now, and when he opened his eyes to look down, the body below his sightline made his eyebrows shoot up and his mouth drop open. Good God, he was fucking gorgeous. It was like looking at a sculptured piece of art; the tits like pert balloons, the lines of the torso and belly perfectly drawn, and legs that went on for days. Surprisingly, like Luna, there wasn’t any hair on the quim, so he had a complete picture of the entire snatch as his legs spread wider. He moved forward a bit and bent his head so he could see every fold, every pink patch, and when Luna dragged her finger from the bottom to the top of the moistened slit, he shuddered forcefully from the power of it.





“Oh, fuck, that’s hot. Who am I? Tell me; shit, I’m bloody fit.” He was dying to find out the identity of such an incredible specimen, his mind filling with all sorts of candidates. The breasts made him think of Katie Bell, but she was blonde, and he could clearly make out the auburn waves hanging down to rest atop his rosy nipples. Who in the student body possessed such a fine rack, curvy hips, and auburn hair? His mind flashed on a sudden image of the Slytherin table in the Great Hall, the petite beauty that drew eyes from every bloke in the school. “Daphne? Am I Daphne Greengrass? Fuckin’ ‘ell, how did you pull that off?” he marveled quite impressed by their selection.





“She might be a complete bitch, and a slag, but I have to admit, I am totally jealous of her body,” Su added, confirming the name for the stunned teen. She gave Harry another mischievous look and then quickly bent down to pop an erect nipple into her mouth. Harry gave another deep moan as the girl’s tongue swirled around the point. Luna took the opportunity to stick a finger inside his new orifice and the dual sensations made his bum leap off the bed while he shouted his pleasure.





“Uhnn, let me see, I wanna see what I look like,” he pleaded to the girls, his panting increasing the more they played with him….er, her, his brain tried to correct. The stretching inside of him already felt huge and his male mind tried to wrap around the idea of wanting Luna’s fingers to penetrate him…uh, her, deeper. Gods, this was confusing. A visual would be most helpful, he decided.





Luna took up her wand again as she looked around the room. When she saw what she wanted, she carefully Accio’d the oval-shaped floor standing mirror over in the corner. The wooden legs groaned as it slid haltingly to their side of Hermione’s bed. Once it sidled up to the edge, however, all three of them were afforded a view of the scene on top of the mattress. Harry’s eyes blinked in disbelief as he tried to comprehend the picture before him.





“Well, Harry, what do you think?” Luna asked his female reflection as all three faced the looking glass.





“Bloody…amazing,” he whispered in complete awe. Then Luna was grabbing hold of his lovely leg and suggesting to Su that she do the same with the other one, spreading them outwards so he could see the full display. Daphne looked a bit strange with his round, black frames against her delicate face, but the green eyes staring back at him were somewhat familiar at least.





Luna got up close to his ear and whispered in a breathy sigh. “I want to see you play with yourself.” Harry closed his eyes and his nipples felt so hard he thought they might actually twist off in his excitement. When he looked back into the mirror to gaze at Luna with as much erotic heat as he could muster—and seeing as it was Daphne’s face delivering it, the result was scorching—he then let the thin fingers of his new hand trail back down to Daphne’s glorious quim. The girls held her open while he rubbed over the surface, stopping for a second to wet one digit in his mouth so he could tease the clitoris peeking from its sheath. Daphne moaned in the glass and the effect only served to heighten his pleasure. Then he slipped two of his fingers inside her core, but it was an odd angle to see anything, so he retracted them and slipped the hand under the thigh; Luna had the leg bent as she held it up under the knee. He was able to get the fingers inside while still giving them all a good view of what he was doing, and since he had to curl up this body to get the fingers in place, it had the added feature of pulling up his bum, so he could see, literally, everything.





The three students were completely enthralled by the action playing out in the oval mirror and none of them looked away even briefly for the next several minutes while Daphne’s fingers slid in and out of the cream-filled pink petals. Harry was completely mesmerized by the picture of Daphne Greengrass playing with her rude bits while he got to feel what it did to her body. When Luna added a finger of her own to the mix, Harry groaned with quite a bit of lust, wanting to get that channel as filled as possible, but finding the image of the two girls finger-fucking such a pretty cunt just as invigorating. Soon, all three girls were taking turns sliding wet fingers; some bunched up to three or four at a time, in and out of the hole. Harry’s moans were incessant now, and the feeling like he was not quite on this plane of existence settling into his skin. Luna suddenly bent her head all the way down and licked the nub now swollen and eager to be abused, so that Harry almost came on the spot. Luna’s fingers were still entwined with Daphne’s as they both pushed in and out, and Su had tipped her head to suckle one of Daphne’s nipples again, biting and teasing it the way Luna was currently attacking the other pulse point. Harry was completely delirious; this was the most amazing and erotically charged experience he’d ever had. His higher voice moaned for Su to finger fuck him, too; he wanted as many fingers in there as could fit. He/she could hear squelching sounds as they all fought to move together, the liquid trickling from inside her to the surface just as incredibly delicious. Daphne in the mirror didn’t want to look away, didn’t want to stop seeing this unbelievable spectacle, but Harry was so taken over by desire that the eyes shut to absorb every bit of feeling in this body that he could get. Bloody hell, how did girls get the wherewithal to even leave their rooms in the morning if this was what it felt like to masturbate?





“Oh, Gods, deeper, go deeper. Fuck me harder, I love it,” Daphne demanded in more moans. “Bite those tits, Su. Shit; that feels awesome.” When Harry opened his eyes again, Luna was taking Daphne’s sopping wet fingers out of that incredible gash and was moving them lower down past her perineum. He could see the girl’s anus on display, bleating along with the rest of this body, and he quickly followed her lead and pressed them up against the ring, massaging as he pushed them in a bit deeper at a time. Once he got them to fit inside that hot tunnel, Daphne gave another groan in the glass while Luna clasped Su’s hand so that they could combine their extremities together and plunge them back into the waiting cunt. Daphne’s mouth stayed wide open as the moans screamed forth, the pace of the thrusting escalating until the fingers were a blur and Harry feeling like he was climbing up the rickety tracks of a roller coaster. Just as he felt that he’d reached the top, felt as if he was dangling at the precipice and on the verge of falling, Luna put her teeth back to Daphne’s clit and sucked hard, her fingers never slowing down their momentum.





She screamed when she came hard a beat later. The head tipped back and the sounds just bellowed out. Harry had never before experienced an orgasm like that in his life. He felt like this body had just blown apart and been put back together all in the space of a single second. Even in the aftermath, he could barely get his breath back, his mouth still gasping like a fish on land while fingers exited his bloom. The continued thudding throughout his entire frame was exquisite but overwhelming. He beat away his glasses so he could get the heaviness off her face, feeling the thick lashes wet against her hand. He was shocked to discover that Daphne’s eyes were leaking. When he went to sit back up in her body, Luna and Su were peering at him with wide eyes waiting to see what she would do next.





“Well,” Su finally breathed, “how was it?” Harry could only stare back incredulous.





“That was fucking intense.” He looked to Luna’s fascinated, big orbs. “Why didn’t you tell me that’s what it feels like when I do that to you? Fucking hell, Lu, I would do that for you all the time if I’d had any idea.”





Luna grinned back lopsidedly. “Actually, Harry, you already do that for me quite a lot, comparatively. Not every girl has a bloke as attentive as you, you know.” She went to stroke and tug on a hank of auburn hair. “This is kind of exciting, isn’t it? I can hardly wait to find out what the next part is going to be like,” she gleefully announced.





“Er, next part?” Harry ventured inquisitively. They still had two vials and two of his hairs. Daphne’s cunt throbbed in anticipation, but the idea felt altogether surreal to Harry.





“Yes, Harry, now it’s our turn. And you didn’t think we would go to this trouble without letting you find out what it’s like to get fucked as a girl, did you? We don’t have a whole lot of time left for everything I want to try.” She was suddenly moving very rapidly as she dropped Daphne’s leg and reached for the necessary ingredients relocated to the bedside table. While Daphne sat between the two girls, they poured the liquid into their glass tubes and toasted each other before letting a sliver from Harry’s black locks fizzle into the elixir. This was going to be totally weird. He still felt a bit dazed from what he’d just been through, however, to fully appreciate what he was in for.





Once the girls began to transform into dual hims, though, his clarity returned as the mind-blowing suggestion of being fucked by himself settled into his brain like Grawp on a rampage. He watched them while absentmindedly fiddling with Daphne’s tits, eventually snaking his hand back down to that still reverberating core and spreading around the wetness that gathered there. The girls made strange noises plus their own set of gasping cries in the change, so that by the time their conversion was complete, there were fits of giggling to accompany the stares each new ‘Harry’ had for the other. ‘Daphne’ could only gape. He thought about putting his glasses back on so that he could see more clearly, as he noticed that neither of the Harrys across from him wore any, but then decided that the last thing he needed was complete focus on the double image of self-mutual-masturbating that was currently going on as Luna and Su reached across to each other’s pricks and started stroking. Judging by their breathy peals of satisfaction, they were downright delighted with the new sensation.





“Oh, goodness, squeeze it harder. That feels incredible!” Harry One shouted, which by placement meant it was Luna. Well, he knew what his dick liked better than anyone, right? The thought prompted him to reach out with Daphne’s hand and take hold of his knob along with Harry Two’s tremor-filled grasp. His green eyes shone back at him fiercely in their fever and it was a shock to see himself in this guise of accelerated sexual frenzy. And they’d only just gotten started, his mind boggled. He reached another hand out and let both cocks fill them as Daphne started to slip into the old, familiar rhythm of his wanking.





Soon Harry One was growling for something more and with a tug on the chain still affixed to Daphne’s collar, he demanded she move from where she sat. “Get on all fours, Greengrass. We’re going to test you out,” he spoke gruffly. The Harry part of his brain noticed that Luna was no longer referring to him in the reality, but the perception he currently presented. It occurred to him this whole adventure would go along more smoothly if he began thinking as Daphne for the time being and leave it at that. He didn’t really know the girl very well, but she was a bit of a stuck-up bitch, so he decided to play along with that idea.





“Oh, really? Think you boys have the stones to take me on?” she baited in a sexy purr.





“Yeah, we’ve got the stones, lass,” Harry Two replied with some menace. She paused in her amusement to think of him…Harry so tough. Did he really come across like that? She looked at Harry One, whose expression was more thoughtful and calculating, before slowly bending into the position requested like a cat waking from its nap. Her eyes stayed fixed to the first Harry the entire time, making sure to point her arse in his direction. He gripped her by the hips and shifted her body until he was behind her and Harry Two was in front of her face; still feeling up his knob impulsively. Looking behind her, she watched the boy stroke her arse and whisper appreciatively, prying apart her cheeks to peer inside and then dipping his hand into her slick center. When Harry One looked away to glance back at the mirror, Daphne followed and was frozen by what she saw. Dear Merlin, that looked so fucking hot, it didn’t really matter whose perspective was taking it in.





Harry One stared seductively in the mirror; Daphne pierced by the gaze, and gave her a thrilling, little smile. “We are going to fuck your brains out, luv,” he promised before giving her bum a quick slap. She yelped before tearing her eyes away, Harry Two’s hands suddenly at her face and caressing her cheek to her neck. “You ready to suck me off, bitch?” he asked before quickly turning away to ‘break character’, a small snort escaping as he tried to cover up his laugh. When he turned back, the toughness was in place again and Daphne had time to think about the ramifications of this next act. Well, every guy thought about having the limberness to suck himself off at least once, he mused. It was the ultimate in self-satisfaction. This was….just a different way to accomplish that, it seemed. How often did one get an opportunity like this come along?





“Yeah,” she breathed before licking her lips and imagining how the real thing might feel compared to what she’d previously performed on. She thought about what it was that Luna and the other girls tried on his knob that gained the most pleasure. She liked the swirling tongues, the teasing before they took the whole thing in, so that was where she started, poking her pink missile out and inserting it into the weeping slit of the glans to taste the precum already visible. Harry Two moaned loudly and appreciatively immediately after and when she felt two fingers slide back into her cunt, it only spurred her on to do more. She opened her mouth enough to let the head rest inside, and as the fingers thrust deeper inside her, she pushed back to meet them, her mouth enclosing more cock on the return. There was a fierce swearing above her and then hands were gripping tight to chunks of her hair pulling her head forward again.





But then the fingers that had taken residence in her cunt were suddenly missing and she felt kind of empty, wondering how soon she’d have something in that never-ending tunnel again, and the disruption in her rhythm made her pulled back from the embrace to stare speculatively at the cock in front of her, still somewhat blurry but no mistaking what the fleshy spear was waiting for. “Come on, don’t stop,” a voice said, and then the dragging was back and something bigger than fingers was at her flower. The feel of something substantial pressing up against her opening made her catch her breath, the dawning that she was about to get a knobbing filling her awareness in a delicious expectation. As soon as her mouth expressed her anticipation, the other prick was quick to fit inside. When the pressing became actual insertion and the length of the cock burrowed inside her, there was a chorus of moans throughout the room as all three members were enjoying their new sexual point-of-views.





She let the movements lull her back into that previous trance, but while Harry One was slow to slide in and out leisurely, allowing for them both to feel every part of the act, Harry Two was a bit more haphazard in his approach, already pumping away eagerly in and out of lips that could barely get a grip around the pulsing, speeding shaft. She felt a bit divided in her attention and reached up to grab hold of the balls she knew so well, stopping the boy in his tracks as he let out a choke. While he was suspended in his thrusts, she intentionally took the lead and started moving of her own speed and power. Having the tight feel of being filled with that fleshy rod galvanized her into taking the cock further in her gob, not even stopping to consider the consequences later, but committing to the act completely and summoning up everything she enjoyed about the receiving end of it. She didn’t think about how clunky it fit along her tongue, how her gag reflex wanted to expel the object, but thought about how exceedingly well Luna could take his knob down her throat, how she purred around it and attenuated to it so lovingly, pretending then that instead of Daphne, she was really playing Luna. Luna could do anything sexually, and her appetites were huge. That sliver of a notion that it was Luna fucking him deeply right now propelled the converted Harry into going for broke and sucking that cock as intensely as Su had done moments earlier when he still had the body of Harry. It was only fair.





As Luna sped up in her pace and her thrusts slammed harder at the Slytherin girl’s backside, Daphne’s moans made themselves known around the hard meat pressing up at the back of her throat. She felt it, she wanted to open up, at both ends, and let the boys penetrate her as deeply as she could allow. All of a sudden, there was a hand to the side of her head pressing sideways, and when she followed the direction and glanced to her right; she got the glimpse of Daphne being spit-roasted in the mirror. She groaned at the picture and the two Harrys joined her. Now she was really geared for the action, and she held tight to the base of Harry Two’s cock as she sucked and slathered her saliva all over the knob, so hot and the skin stretched so tight over the throbbing muscle; she felt lost in the sea of stimulation when the building up of pressure in her womb slid into her breasts and her throat. She felt huge from the inside and the encroaching climax tantalized her from afar; she needed it now. When Luna reached over her back and fondled her swollen, hanging breasts, finally pinching the nipples in a tight grip, the orgasm sprang up in front of her eyes and she screamed again while the cock made it past her tonsils. She choked thickly and her eyes watered, but she didn’t care, that feeling was back spreading throughout her like a warm, rolling fire.





She fell into that stupor of her post-orgasmic haze and blinked in confusion as the boys moved her around suddenly, the cocks retracted and their hands pulling her upwards on her knees. Harry One was flush behind her back and cupping her pendulous tits in his hand as he bent to whisper in her ear again. “I want you to watch while I fuck you, you’re going to see everything,” he informed her. She was creaming herself down her leg already, but the idea that this pleasurable torture was going to continue dazzled her senses. She was shifted again so that she was facing the mirror, Harry One still behind her while Harry Two knelt by her side, already fingering her clit with awe-induced breathing. Both boys looked amazed at what they were doing, their pricks waving proudly, and she felt very pleased that she was doing her part to help them achieve this state. But the figures in the mirror were still hazy blobs and she asked for her glasses so she could watch with perfect vision. Instead of having the frames perched on her nose, however, Harry Two picked up her wand and waved it at her face. Almost immediately, a scratchy, flimsy covering set down on her eyeballs and she closed her eyes in distraction as she adjusted to the obnoxious feeling.





“Ow, what is that?” she demanded, annoyed.





“Just blink your eyes a few times until the natural tears coat the surface. It’s just contacts. My sis wears them and I’ve watched her do the spell a million times,” SuHarry explained. She did as instructed and the itchiness did fade. When she could open her eyes comfortably again, she saw clearly that Harry was sliding his dick back and forth under her twat. She could feel her cum dripping down to soak the shaft.





“This feels really addictive,” LuHarry admitted, and when he angled his cock to disappear inside of her, she was incredulous that she wanted it again. Just how many orgasms could she have in an hour, she wondered in disbelief, although she recalled a few sessions where Luna had gone through a handful of them. As soon as the boy started bouncing her up and down on his still purpling erection, however, her attention was completely focused on the image of it represented in the glass. Seeing it going in and out of her while those luscious globes jiggled and bounced was fascinating and it turned her on so badly she wanted to view more, slapping the hand away of SuHarry covering her quim to diddle her at the same time. When she had a free showing, her throaty moans returned full throttle. Gods, that looked so sexy. She could hear LuHarry’s breathing get heavy, surprised that neither one of them had come yet with such new equipment. She was impressed with their endurance, which was good for her, she gathered.





She felt that loss of being full again when the Harry One figure left her wet channel and moved to her side, holding his glossy prick out covered in her sheen of cream as he sidled over on his knees. Daphne looked down and observed the two knobs as if they were artifacts in a museum; she’d never quite given Harry the opportunity to be that critical of their appearance. In her limited experience, and from what she’d seen in the boys showers, she had to agree with the girls in that it was certainly a nicer than average cock; her face pinked with some pride. But then LuHarry was bringing her head down by dragging on the chain and Daphne in the mirror was back on her hands and knees, facing forward this time while the two pricks pointed at her like arrows.





“I did want to get the sensation of having my knob sucked before this was over. I think you’ve had enough exposure to handle us both by now, don’t you agree?” the hard-ass enquired.





The redhead in the reflection looked a bit shaky for a moment but then reached for the Harry on her right and went to affix her lips to the staff, all while the hand on her left took hold of the other rigid penis and started stroking. Having the taste of a woman all over Harrycock was a powerful motivator. She kept glancing periodically at the scene represented in front of her, once again amped up sexually by the vision of her being so naughty and servicing the powerful organs protruding from the boys. This was a heady stream of emotional output for her; the feeling of being submissive to these two so thrilling, while at the same time channeling this sexual energy into controlling their needs and desires. She wasn’t sure what to feel about the whole thing, and the attitudes continued to shift every minute that she grew more comfortable taking turns sucking each knob. This wasn’t so bad, really, if you paid attention to what you were doing, she thought in a small section of male brain. Watch the breathing, control the extent of fleshy stabbing down her gullet, move in slow glides, and she felt like she could get the hang of this fairly easily. The exaggerated moans above her head only goaded her to try harder, but it was a weird state of consciousness, hearing herself as himself coming out of those two figures, the feel of recognizable equipment in her hand, but the novel practice of having them in her mouth. Harry One coaxed her to put his bollocks in her gob, one at a time, as Harry Two rubbed his phallus over her nose and cheek, another new bit of stimuli that was blowing her mind.





“Well, I think that was enough to answer my questions. Su, come over here and lay down,” LuHarry directed. It was odd to hear the girl’s name said aloud when there was no visual presence of her in the room. SuHarry picked her head up to look at them quizzically and looked over to where LuHarry wanted her to go, which was in between Daphne and the edge of the bed.





“What’s up, what are we doing next?” Harry’s face asked as he rolled over to the spot in question.





“We don’t have tons of time left and I want us to both plug her. I think if you lay down in front of us, we can work it out so she sees everything.”





Harry’s face blinked back at them both. “Gross. That’s so sleazy. Are you sure about that?”





“Just do it,” the other Harry by his ear growled. “It feels good.” When Daphne looked up sharply into the reflection to see what kind of expression was on the other Harry face, she wondered just how he had meant it. Su had lain down by now and spread his legs around the couple as LuHarry had gone back to his position behind her. Daphne leaned forward on her hands again, on either side of the Harry beneath her. When she felt the coated cock spreading her juices all over the hole in her bum, she got an idea of how this was going to pan out.





“Do you want some more lubrication? I can use that spell again, if you’re not sure.” Luna had used the lubricating spell on Harry and herself quite a lot at the beginning of their foray into anal sex, but both had gotten so used to the penetration that spit was often all they needed and neither one had any compunction about sticking their tongues over each other’s arsehole. There was no telling what Daphne was used to, however, so she nodded her head to let the smooth, glistening gel fill her bum at LuHarry’s prompt. “Su, I think Daphne’s breasts need some attention,” he urged. Their voices were in a lower register, but she could still detect their original inflections in there somewhere.





The hands that instantly went to fit around her mounds were most appreciated, and she sighed into the physical gesture while she prepared for the back passage to be used. The groping and pinching felt harsh but welcome as she held her tits in place, the head of Luna’s cock ready to pierce her. She closed her eyes for a brief second to absorb the new wave of feeling, but a slap to her cheek made her snap them open.





“I said watch everything,” the boy behind her insisted. She stared back at him through the glass and watched her mouth open in a full groan as he pushed inside of her. SuHarry chose that moment to grip her nipples insanely tight and the dual pain flooded her with new moisture between her legs.





“Ah, fuck, that feels good,” she exhaled. LuHarry started to pump into her right away, pushing her cunt to press into the groin of the male body underneath her with her thrusting again. She mused that Luna was becoming quite the aggressive, little witch; a sexual persona that belied the wistful presence that floated around the school. When the Polyjuiced witch slipped hands under the armpits of Daphne’s body and pulled back her torso, SuHarry’s hands stroking all the way down her belly as she was led away from him, the faux Slytherin made sure to get a full look in the mirror and watch what was going to happen next very astutely. The dark redhead was having her legs spread open again and her body was leant backwards against the Harry behind her so she could see the cock still moving in her arse. The two boys got closer together until Luna was suspending Daphne’s body right over the other erection; she mentally set herself up for what she was going to feel when the double penetration was complete.





Harry below was holding his prick upright so she could descend onto the waiting rigidity. She stared in the glass and watched it happen, coming down so slowly that she felt the entire breach while the girth of more knob was entrenched firmly in her arse. It felt absolutely amazing, so tightly sheathed in pure heat, but watching it made the whole experience even more outrageous. Her desire was out of control, she felt, wanting to see how much she could be pushed, even as her mind fractured into Harry and what it meant to be fucked like this, fucked like he might be repulsed watching other girls consent to being used or degraded, how it made him/her feel with all of these visual cues clashing with his innate urges. Luna grunted behind him in the way that he usually grunted and pulled him back even further, holding legs up under the knees again so this appearance of Daphne could see the full picture of both cocks spearing her holes. She was moaning so loudly now that she briefly worried she might attract attention if any student had cause to come back to the dorms. Both boys were encouraging her to open wider for them and she could see her pink nub in its protected little space practically pump in beats with the engorging flow of blood. SuHarry was streaming a litany of profanities now even as the hands never stopped punishing those salacious tits.





LuHarry suddenly dropped the girl’s legs and grabbed her by the throat, holding fast as he guided her to start moving of her own accord. The girl bounced heavily on both pricks and let the gravitational pull fill her insides and coat her walls with more fluid. The unmistakable thrill of another impending climax was there in the wings and she was ready for the ecstasy to overwhelm her again. Harry below was now shouting.





“Oh, Merlin, I think I’m going to come. It feels like I’m going to spurt something. Gods, my bollocks are so full.” He was panting regularly and looked about ready to deliver on his promise.





“Wait! Hang about, I need just another few seconds,” she begged. She was so close, it was right there, she needed that eruption into her consciousness. She knew all too well that as soon as they came, she was out of luck, unless Harry’s desire for licking pussy translated to the two facsimiles currently plying their knobs deep in this body. Her bounces grew frantic as she pushed for her release, the feeling of skin paring back as they slid all the way in up to their balls banging against her.





“Fucking come now, bitch, I want to hear it,” came a sharp bark in her ear again. The grip around her throat tightened and she was slammed down hard until stars filled her vision once more. Then it was there, spreading through her again and she keened in her relief. Fucking brilliant this was. She didn’t even feel quite coherent when she was suddenly pushed to the mattress, the dicks exiting her channels in a wet, popping sound. The Harry-disguised figure of Luna was dragging her head to hover over the still pointing knob of Su, and when cum started to shoot out, Luna held Daphne’s face over the geyser, hot sperm splashing her skin in a shock to her system. Luna was groaning as fitfully and intensely as she was, while Su quieted down, gaping at the spectacle before her as if it were happening to someone else. When Luna held her Harry cock up against her cheek and stroked a few more times until more, white, gleaming streams arced out and landed on her already contaminated cheeks and nose, she could only sigh at the picture of it before her, staring back from the glass, Daphne’s alabaster skin covered in spunk. It was kind of fitting.





She knelt there frozen for several seconds after, still reeling from the outcome, and it took a few moments before she even noticed that the bubbling eruptions on her skin was not the lingering effect of her orgasm, but her skin changing back to its original formation. The timing was ridiculous, but he could do nothing to prevent it as he felt the reconstituting of his facial features and body type. The hair was shrinking while the bruised bits were altering into hard planes, muscular mass, and thankfully, distending growth across his pelvic bone. Of course, once he was finally back to his familiar frame, he still had the remnants of their climax on his face and his embarrassment heated his skin as drips of it slid along his neck and jaw.





“Holy fuck.” He muttered the exclamation in a hollow voice; his own voice, back to normal. When the perception of his mirror self leaned over and licked up some of the jism still dribbling, he moaned like the little bitch he was. The other Harry sat up and kissed the side of his mouth, entreaties to do more once she looked like Su again. The real Harry didn’t think it would be possible to keep this party going for much longer. He was exhausted and his mind was doing somersaults over all the gender-bending. What else could they reasonably expect from him? He was going to be ruminating on the finer points of this session for weeks to come.





But SuHarry was quite the eager puppy, even after the explosion of cum from his prick. “Oh, Gods, that was amazing, Harry. Now I get it, I think. You boys are so obvious about what you need to get off, but the pleasure of it really works. I came so much easier with your twat than I normally do with my hand,” she confessed. Having his doppelganger trying to kiss him was quickly weirding him out, however, now that he was just Harry again.





“How’s your packet, Harry? Everything in order?” the other twin mused, as a hand extended to sweep across his solid, resuming prick. He sucked in his breath hard, his body still feeling the aftereffects of the multiple orgasms he’d had within the hour.





“Uh, it seems a bit alright. I haven’t really taken stock yet to ensure it’s all back together properly,” he joked drily. The two ‘boys’ pushed him to his back, coming up to either side of his face to lick off the issue still splattered there while hands aggressively sought to get him hard again. This was getting…well, out of hand, he cringed, and struggled to sit up and take a break from the madness.





“I really think we need to talk a bit about this. I’m kind of tired, girls…uh, boys, er, whatever. Can we just wait until you’re both back to yourselves?” Yet, he wasn’t being very successful at escaping their grasp. LuHarry kept him pinned to the bed with a hand in his chest and SuHarry was now bounding down to his hip so she could lean over and enthusiastically lick up and down his flaccid penis. Meanwhile, his other Harry self was still swiping tongue across his compromised face and was now pushing the goo-covered probe into his mouth. Well, it’s not like he hadn’t tasted his own cum before, even before he met Luna, but this just seemed bizarre being snowballed by someone looking like him. Again, the underlying ramifications bedeviled his brain and turned it to mush. He was now forced to watch his own image performing fellatio and it was a very sobering sight.





“Su! Wait, that’s freaking me out,” he protested. His face looked up at him with that blank stare, that stupid, “Huh?” expression he knew he sometimes wore, and it irritated him beyond belief. He had just wanted to revel in the feelings of being plowed as a girl, but they were making things difficult.





“Honestly, Harry, you really need to relax and just go with it. Open your consciousness to this unique opportunity and stop limiting yourself. This is an extraordinary revelation for us girls and we’re taking full advantage. Now, stop whinging and let us blow you before I have to tie you up. I’m really curious to know if boys giving head feels different than girls giving head against the experience of receiving head. It’s all quite fascinating.” LuHarry scolded him as the hands never relented their pinching and rubbing of skin tight around his cock and when the double scooted up on his knees and touched his own cock to Harry’s he keened like a small child.





“For fuck sake, Lu, don’t do that, please. Seriously, this is too much,” he complained loudly. He knew he was being a whiny baby considering the adventure he’d just had, but he couldn’t help but get distressed by three versions of himself in flagrante delicto. There was playing with yourself and then there was this.





That aggravated expression that he was sure he sported whenever he was in Malfoy’s presence shot up to look him the face and then a wand was struck down and an Incarcero was cast. He felt the ties snare his wrists and ankles as it stretched him to the ends of the bed. Thankfully, he reminded himself that they’d only be like this for a short time and then the whole farce would be over. He shut up mutely as the two Harry’s went back to attending his knob, Luna demanding Su rub all three pricks together in a twisted kind of frottage and he watched in utter fascination as they coaxed him into another erection. Harry had to admit, it felt incredible. When they stopped the motion of pressing scrotal sacks together and went back to licking and sucking his alert knob, he sighed. He supposed it could have been worse; they could have insisted he suck them off after he’d turned back. At least this way, he was getting a dual blow-job by what he knew were really two girls underneath those exteriors. He sighed again and let his head fall back to the bed, closing his eyes and concentrating on the feelings in his groin. His nipples tingled, a sensation that did not usually accompany such an act, and he wondered if it was something like an amputee’s phantom limb phenomenon, the flat circles recalling how it had felt to have tits. He mentioned it aloud to the girls and a hand snaked up to pinch one reflexively. He groaned into the sensation.





LuHarry poked his head up to him as his hand worked below, but rubbed both of his nipples until they were hard points. Then a wand was aimed towards them and an unfamiliar spell was whispered. When he felt a squeezing to the pebbled buds, he cried out and looked down at the strange silver clamps biting hold of his flesh. He gaped at Luna and his face looked downright feral in its rapaciousness.





“Oh, we can have some fun, now,” he/she breathed. At the gleeful suggestion, he groaned deeply into the ringing silence of the whole dorm and when a moment later Luna was lifting up a thigh and spitting into his arse, he was not terribly surprised. With the bite of the clamps, the tightness in his bound limbs, and the slobbering, sucking wetness on his cock, the invitation of feeling added with the plumbing of his arse was not wholly unwelcome. Harry finally gave in and let the plethora of experience wash over him. He felt he was responding mindlessly now, his body jerking and thrusting to whatever they gave him, the pinch at the base of his cock holding back his cum while each mouth took turns stretching down over his excruciating hardness and his meticulous entry into their hot, pulsing throats driving him into insanity. He could hear his litany of groans and shouts in the background of his consciousness as the collective pounding in his whole frame became this big blob of sensate, swirling colors, his sight not even defining the ceiling above him. As soon as he felt his climax on the horizon, he followed the actual thu-line of sperm through his body until it was ready to blast its way out, and his shouts were victorious when that hot cum finally ejected. He couldn’t even follow its spray, not knowing whether the girls were gobbling it up or if it was floating away into ether, he was so undone. Blackness tinged the periphery of his vision and when full lips enveloped the head to clean up his issue, he recognized them as Luna’s and gasped at the sweet agony of her punishing licks on such sensitive tissue.





It took a while before he could see properly again, but when the room slowly sharpened into view, two faces peered down at him in awe. Su and Luna were both grinning from ear to ear.





“Harry. Wow, that was amazing. I have to thank you for such a mind-bending event.” Su blinked in her shock, but Harry was humble in the face of such sincerity.





“Um, it was really all Luna’s idea, thank her,” he croaked. He tugged at his arm restraints a few times hoping they would get the hint. Luna finally released him and the boy slowly sat up, rubbing some feeling back into his wrists.





“Well, we wouldn’t have gotten very far if you hadn’t agreed to let us do this, is all I’m saying. I’m well aware of Luna’s machinations. She’s quite persuasive, isn’t she?” the girl remarked as she gave the blonde a funny look. Harry knew only too well just how persuasive his girlfriend could be. He was still gobsmacked by what they’d done to him. Right now, he just wanted to slink off to his room and take a good, long nap. Luna gave him one of her serene smile and stroked his face.





“You were really great, Harry. I loved everything we did,” she intoned. Harry was still a bit surprised by the lengths of her domineering. He thought back to how she’d treated him as Daphne, the way she’d orchestrated the full on cum-in-the-face shot. What was that about, he had to wonder? Luna was a girl, after all, and he couldn’t imagine that she would have liked that kind of treatment. He might be her bitch, but he always treated her body with respect.





“So, everything? Does that mean that the things you did to me, as Daphne, you wouldn’t mind being done to you?” he asked guardedly. It was a strange thought seeing as Luna definitely liked being on top.





Something dark flashed in Luna’s irises before she answered. “Oh, I wouldn’t say that, necessarily, but it was interesting to see that perspective, to get the chance to see the appeal. And really, Daphne’s such a fucking bitch, who wouldn’t want to cum in her face?” She meant it as a joke, but her voice was full of contempt, and Su laughed in agreement.





“Oh, Merlin, I know. I heard she did a three-way with Malfoy and Zabini. What a whore,” the Asian sneered, the irony of her dig in light of what they’d just been doing supposedly lost on her.





Harry felt overwhelmingly tired by this point, and his eyelids grew heavy. “Well, whatever, but I might need to spend a few days recuperating from this bit of business, yeah? I think I’ll go to my room now.” A sudden thought shone in his head before he started the slow haul of his clothes back on his body. “Oh, damn, I need to come up with an excuse for Snape by Tuesday. What are you lot going to say?” he asked them.





The two girls looked at each other and then back at Harry as they spoke in stereo.





“Female problems.”





Bloody balls, the boy thought to himself.









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