The accidental casting

Harry Potter and the Accidental Casting.

Englishwitch

Disclaimer: I don\'t own the rights to Harry Potter or any of the characters. They are created by J.K. Rowling and published by Bloomsbury.



Chapter 6



In the kitchen of 12 Grimmauld Place Harry stirred the bubbling cauldron slowly. Occasionally he glanced around and smiled. Despite the fact that he had spent a long time here both with the Order of the Phoenix and when he, Ron and Hermione were hiding from Voldemort\'s followers, the place felt different now. He wasn\'t here in hiding, or to plot against the dark lord. He was here as a home owner for the first time. He had moved in properly just a month ago and he was still getting used to it. He stopped looking around the kitchen and turned back to the potion on the stove, if he didn\'t keep an eye on it the thing would be ruined. He didn\'t want that to happen. He had been waiting a month for this potion to brew and didn\'t want all that hard work ruined at the last minute.



From deep within the house came the roaring sound of an intense fire. Then as suddenly as it had begun it stopped and what replaced it was the sound of shoes walking across the wooden floors.

“Harry?” Came a young woman\'s voice.

“In the kitchen.” He called back his eyes still on the potion. It was starting to turn from a mud brown to a sickly mold green. It was almost ready.



Ginny walked into the room and smiled at Harry as he stirred the cauldron on the stove. She could see the colour and knew what Harry knew, the potion was almost ready. She, like him, had been waiting almost a month for this. Harry looked over his shoulder and smiled at her. Ginny walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Did you get it?” Harry asked.



Ginny smiled and held up her left hand. On her ring finger was a shining jewel, an emerald, mounted on a silver band. The most valuable possession the Weasley\'s had ever owned. Probably worth more than the entire contents of The Burrow. It had belonged to Ginny\'s great, great grandmother on her fathers side and had been passed down to her grandmother, then her father had given it to her mum and finally, today, her mother had handed it to her as the official mark of her engagement to Harry.



Harry had been with Ginny for several years now, but only two months ago did he propose to her. It had been a most romantic affair. They had been at The Burrow having dinner with her parents and several of their family members, Ron, George and even Percy. Hermione had also been visiting. After the dinner Harry, in front of everyone, had dropped down onto one knee; a muggle tradition she was told, and asked her to marry him. She hadn\'t hesitated; saying yes almost before he\'d finished speaking. She remembered that herself, Hermione and her mother had all started crying while Ron and George and Percy had congratulated Harry and passes along many half-hearted threats telling Harry how he should “Take very good care” of their sister.



“Ron was there with Hermione. So was Bill and Fleur. You should have seen their faces. Hermione and Fleur were so jealous I was the one getting the ring.” She giggled evilly. “Everyone was wondering why you weren\'t there.” She landed a light peck on his cheek. “I told them you were very busy making the home perfect for your fiancée.” She giggled lightly “Mum loved that. I thought she was going to cry again.”



Harry smiled. He didn\'t think it was possible for Mrs. Weasley (“Harry we\'re practically family now, call me Molly, please”) to care for him any more, but these last few weeks she had been so doting Harry had almost believed she wanted him to marry her instead of Ginny.



He stopped stirring the potion and took it off the stove. It was now a dark moss green, it was ready. The concoction continued to boil and fill the kitchen with a terrible, sickly, scent.

“It\'s ready?” Ginny asked, looking at the liquid in the small cauldron. Harry nodded.

“It\'s ready. Just give it some time to cool,” he turned in her arms to face her, “and then...” he trailed off. Placing a hand on her cheek he guided his lips down to hers and the two lovers shared a deep passionate kiss. Both of them could feel their excitement growing. They had both waited so long to try this and now the fabled day was finally here.



Harry felt Ginny\'s hands move up and down his back. Harry started doing the same but his hands stayed over her arse and gave a gentle squeeze though her robes. Ginny broke their kiss and moaned softly. Harry knew her far too well, especially how to get her going. Harry\'s lips moved to the side of her neck, down to where the neck met the shoulder. He kissed her gently in that spot and Ginny trembled in his arms moaning in a shaky voice. She held onto him tightly, feeling like she would collapse at any second. She felt her pussy become warm and her clothes started to feel a little too restricting. She both wished for, and hoped he wouldn\'t...

Harry kissed his way up her neck until he met her ear lobe. He nipped it lightly. Ginny gasped. He had done it, got her right in the sweet spot. She went weak at the knees and wanted to be out of her clothes. They were suddenly too hot and too tight.



“God\'s Harry.” She felt his arousal growing. She was holding him so close she could feel his growing cock pressing into her belly. “Fuck letting it cool. Now!” She demanded.

“Now?” Harry said in a teasing voice. Ginny looked like she could slap him. Harry smiled and kissed her lightly on the mouth. “You get the glasses.” He whispered, releasing her.



Ginny staggered for the first too steps. Her pussy tingled in anticipation of the events ahead. She dived into a cupboard and pulled out two tumblers and held them out as Harry grabbed the ladle and gave the potion one last stir before spooning two steaming servings into the glasses in Ginny\'s hands. Harry took one from her and looked at his fiancée with a look of excitement and nervousness. Ginny shared the expression but neither of them thought of changing their minds. They had both been aroused and excited just talking about it and now the time had come.



Ginny moved first, rushing but not running in case she spilt the potion. She hurried up the stairs with Harry close behind. They raced to the master bedroom as quickly as carefully as they could. They placed their potions on a cabinet at the side of their four poster bed and stared at each other. They both looked fit to burst with excitement. They rushed into each others arms again, they kissed passionately, moaning in pleasure. Ginny felt Harry\'s dick pressing into her belly. It had to be near its full hardness, it must have been uncomfortable in his clothes. But Harry had long since grown used to that discomfort over the years.



The lovers broke apart and rushed to their garments, which both of them had been impatient to get out of for since they had embraced in the kitchen. They watched each other as they stripped, their arousal growing further as they saw their partner reveal their body. Ginny was torn between trying to strip in a sultry way and trying to get her clothes off as quickly as she could so she could do what she wanted to do so very much. She started by sliding her robes off of her shoulders and stepping out of them. Underneath she wore muggle clothes jeans and a long sleeve top. She pulled the top over her head and tossed it down to meet the robes. She ran her hands down her body, letting Harry see the move. Her hands went over her pale torso, over her breasts, still inside her bra. Harry loved the light speckling of freckles that sat on the top of her cleavage. He loved her porcelain pale skin and the freckles that decorated her breasts, face, forearms and shoulders. Ginny squeezed her tits lightly before her hands moved down her slim stomach to the curves of her waist. As much as she loved her mother she was glad she hadn\'t inherited her plump figure. She adored her lithe form and so did Harry. She stared lustfully as he pulled off his tee shirt, showing is athletically toned chest. Strong, but not overly muscular; the perfect body.



At the same time their hands went to the buttons of their jeans and together they popped them open and slid them down toward the floor. Harry\'s hard dick had practically torn his boxers open in an attempt to get free. Released from the tight jeans it raced to stand upwards and pushed past the elasticated waistband out of the boxers. It slapped against his stomach and stood proud at its full twelve inches. Ginny felt her heart flutter at the sight of it. As many times as she\'d seen it, and been speared on it, she still was always shocked at its length. Her pussy both felt hotter and wetter, but at the same time a slight deep ache as if her womb was protesting at the very thought of taking that monster inside it. She hoped that feeling would never leave her. It would take away some of the fun of knowing that she was the envy of every girl who\'d in Hogwarts she knew. Because she, out of all of them, had tamed Harry\'s beast and had made it her own.



Harry the last item of clothing. The boxers were pretty obsolete for their purpose of hiding his parts anyway. Very little could hide anything this size. Ginny bit her lip, a hand over her knickers where a visible damp patch was very slowly spreading. Two fingers pressed and started to rub on the damp patch and she shuddered quietly. Her other hand strayed up to her D cup breasts. She traced her fingers over the mound of her cleavage and slowly down over to her nipples which were so hard Harry could see them poking at the material from other other side of the room. Slowly Ginny reached around her back and opened the bra clasp, sliding the garment down her arms to the floor. Before she moved onto her final item of clothing, her panties, her hands strayed up to her newly freed tits and rubbed her fingers over them lightly. Harry, if anything, became harder than ever as he watched Ginny play with herself. It must have been taking a lot of restraint for him not to just cross the room and take her. He\'d described in the past how his cock started to hurt if it stayed hard too long and only by cumming did he find relief. Sometimes he\'d have masturbate, but a lot of the time Ginny, and several other girls at Hogwarts (occasionally at the same time) would provide that relief for him. He wouldn\'t wait any longer and she wasn\'t in the mood to play anymore. She wanted him as much as he wanted her. With a smile she slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her knickers and pushed them to the floor bearing her shaven pussy to the world. Only a tiny neat stripe of short hair remained. As flaming red as the hair on her head. Harry loved it as much as he loved the rest of her. To him she was, in every respect of the word, perfect.



Ginny, swinging her hips in a provocative way walked over the room and picked up the too glasses of potion. Hips still swinging she walked across the room to her lover who, she was amused to see, looked like he could blow his load if she so much as blew a kiss at him. She held out the glass, her hand shaking with nerves she couldn\'t quite hide however aroused she was. Harry\'s hands were trembling too as he took the glass from her. Her hand now free she reached up to her hair and, with some care, selected one single strand flaming red hair and plucked it out. Carefully she passed it over to Harry, who was just as careful at receiving it. He didn\'t want to drop it and want to pluck another one. As soon as her fingers were free Ginny reached up into Harry\'s hair, selecting one good long strand she plucked it out.

“Ow.” Harry muttered. It hadn\'t hurt, much. The noise had been quite automatic. Ginny laughed lightly at him and smiled as she kept a tight hold on the hair in her fingers.

Ginny looked at Harry and Harry looked at Ginny, nervous laughs on both their lips. “Together?” she whispered. Harry wanted to say something but his voice had failed him. Instead he nodded his head.



As one they dropped the hairs into their glasses of polyjuice potion. Ginny\'s fizzed and turned from muddy green to a rich and elegant emerald green. Harry\'s became a bright summery yellow. Certainly better looking than polyjuice potions he\'d had in the past. “Ready?” Harry asked, his voice doing nothing to hide the nervousness he felt. This time it was Ginny who found herself unable to speak and simply nodded her head.

“On 3.” Harry said. “1, 2, 3.” They both tilted back their glasses and drank several large gulps of the potion.



The lovers fell apart as their transformations took them. Ginny, who\'d never taken a polyjuice before only had what she\'d read and had been told to prepare herself. It wasn\'t enough. Her insides started writhing like she\'d swallowed live snakes. Then a burning sensation spread rapidly from her stomach to the tips of her fingers and toes. She was almost doubled over in the pain. Then came a horrible melting feeling like her skin had turned to hot wax as her body started to change. Her head tingled and hair that had previously been hanging in front of her eyes started to retreat as if it was being sucked back into the head. Before it dissapeared from view she saw the bright red hair darken and turn black. There was pressure in her torso. She saw her full D-cup breasts shrink and deflate as if she was ageing in reverse. C, B to A and then completely flat in less than a second. Her freckles vanished and her usually pale skin darkened and tanned slightly. She didn\'t know what she looked like at that second, probably a flat chested girl with short black hair. But that look didn\'t last, her hands started to grow in size and masculine muscles sprouted across her arms and chest. She could feel her bones stretching and growing as she increased in height towards Harry\'s size. Her whole skeletal frame changed, she let her feminine curves to Harry\'s own athletic and masculine figure. A deep discomfort, like an itch underneath her bones, spread across her face and she knew her appearance was changing to look like her lovers. The world went blurry, her eyes had changed and Harry needed glasses to see properly. By now she knew she looked almost exactly like Harry, with just one thing left and she could feel it beginning. Her pussy burned almost uncomfortably. Deep itching in her skin marked the sprouting of thick black pubic hair where previously her pussy had been neatly trimmed. Her clit started to swell and she felt her slit seal up. Her clit grew wider and wider until it matched the two inches in diameter of Harry\'s dick. Two inches wide and three inches long it had to be a world record for clit size. Where her pussy slit had once been her skin started to become loose and baggy. All of a sudden there was a weight as she felt two balls drop into the sack. Her clit continued to grow in length, four and a half inches now. It was taking on the shape of a penis now and the skin around it was thickening, becoming the skin of a penis. Thick dark veins appeared along the length of the shaft as her new cock stopped at the six inches she was so used to seeing hanging from between Harry\'s legs. The feelings of discomfort stopped and she knew her transformation was complete. She ran hands down her new body. Thick muscular and rougher than her old form. The muscles felt tight and powerful. She liked the feeling of the manly fingers brushing over her toned chest. She reached her crotch and felt her new cock and balls. The testicles felt larger and a little heavier than they did when she felt them on Harry\'s body even though she knew they were the same size and weight, maybe that was because they were attached to her this time. She gripped the cock, her cock. Even flaccid like this it felt thick warm and heavy and more than a handful (in length rather than girth) she liked the feeling. She played with her new cock and balls with her new large man-hands for a few more seconds before she remembered she wasn\'t alone. She looked across the room at Harry and instead saw, herself.



While Ginny had been transforming Harry had been too distracted by his own change to notice hers. Having taken a polyjuice potion several times in the past he had been more than ready for the feelings in his body. Even so the feeling of burning and squirming and itching throughout his entire form was almost more than he could bare. The first thing he became aware of was a cold in his bones as they shrank and shifted. His height went down and his whole frame changed, taking the lithe and full curves of Ginny\'s that he loved so much. He felt his face change, taking on Ginny\'s features and the world suddenly went blurry and his eyes hurt in a way he knew was nothing to do with the potion. These were Ginny\'s eyes he was looking through now and his glasses were hurting them. He pulled them off his face with hands that were shrinking and fingers that became longer and more slender. He watched his athletic muscles become a little softer and a lot more feminine. His skin lost its tan and became a beautiful porcelain white, a second later freckles erupted over his forearms shoulders and the top of his breast and he assumed, though he couldn\'t see it, his face too. Between his legs his cock was shrinking. His hard-on had failed him when the pain of the change had started and his usually six inch long dick was down to four inches. It could have been his imagination, but he thought his balls were a little smaller too. Three inches. He\'d been told that was a very average size for a flaccid cock. So that\'s what it would have looked like if he hadn\'t taken the potion all those years ago. He preferred the magically enhanced version and he knew Ginny did too. Two inches. His balls were gone completely now, just a small and empty sack remained and that was being sucked into his body. One inch. He could barely see his miniature cock in the thick forest of pubic hair. As if the transformation was controlled by his thoughts the hair was gone, sucked back into his crotch. Only a thin and neatly trimmed strip remained which quickly turned from black to a vibrant ginger. He could see his dick which was the size of a clit, more specifically the clit of his fiancée that he knew so well (he\'d licked and sucked on it enough times) but still looked like a cock for the moment. Underneath this tiny organ was a perfectly smooth crotch area. The area was turning slightly pink like Ginny\'s pussy lips and a slit opened and he felt it delving into his body and a perfect cunt formed it itched and burned slightly as he felt his insides rearrange to hold the new pussy and womb. Harry brushed hair away that had started growing in front of his eyes. It was black but becoming lighter with every inch that grew. Right at that moment the transformation finished with its crowing achievement. Pressure built in Harry\'s chest and pushed out marvellously shaped breasts. It was like watching puberty in fast forward. A to be to C to Ginny\'s fully rounded and gravity defying D cup. The feelings from the potion faded and new sensations came into his body through the hardening nipples and aroused pussy.



He looked over to Ginny, only Ginny wasn\'t there anymore. Himself stood in her place. She had been examining her new dick with both her her hands, weighing the balls and holding the long shaft and rubbing her fingers along its entire, considerable, length and she looked like she had been enjoying the job. Now that he was looking at it from the outside Harry could begin to see why he was so popular. It wasn\'t only his athletic muscular body but the sight of that long cock made his new pussy tingle with excitement and even a little trepidation. The thing was so big already, and would only get larger when aroused. His slit looked so small and felt so tight. How could anything that big fit in there.



Ginny looked at her lover in her body. Harry was a little blurred but she could see all the important stuff. Harry held out her, or should that be her, arm and she took the glasses from his hand and slipped them onto her face. Everything came into perfect focus and she saw his/her body clearly now. She knew she was sexy but looking at it through these eyes she upgraded that status to smoking hot. The large and full breasts, those luscious curves that tight pussy and the beautiful flaming red hair. She wanted to take the phrase “go fuck yourself” to a whole new level. She felt her new body respond. A pressure spread down her penis and the veins that ran all along the shaft thickened and darkened. The cock started to rise slowly. The flesh darkened and became harder, the feeling of pressure increased and Ginny shuddered as the dick thickened, widening and still growing seemingly without end. Eight inches, nine and ten. The pressure in the organ was exquisite bordering on painful. Surely the dick was going to burst like a balloon it was becoming too big, too full. Eleven inches and quickly to its full fat, proud and throbbing twelve inches. Too much it was too much. The cock was so big and felt so heavy hanging off her body. It was so full and hard the veins were pulsating with her heartbeat, thick and dark, almost black. It felt almost hurt and that felt so unbelievably good. Was this what Harry felt every time he got aroused? How could he stand it? Did all men feel like this when their dicks got hard or was it just Harry? No wonder guy\'s were so obsessed with fucking all the time, this thing was too good to ignore. Carefully, as if it was going to explode, she lay a few fingers on the shaft. It was so hard, so warm. She could feel the power throbbing through the veins. She had felt these many times but that was when this dick had been Harry\'s. It was so much better because she was feeling her fingers on her organ too. Feel their light and delicate touch as they moved up and down the shaft. It felt so much better than she thought it would.



Harry felt his nipples harden and the heat build in his pussy. Juices started to flow and he grew warm and wet. He started to explore his new feminine body. Soft, delicate, hands brushed lightly over his large breast. He placed his hands underneath, resting them in his palms and lifted them slightly. So big and heavy. He closed his fingers and squeezed his tits gently and gasped. It had felt good. It hurt a little but that had simply increased his pleasure. He continued to rub and massage the tits gently feeling building waves of pleasure starting to build in his body. The heat in his pussy increased and started to feel very slick with the juices that had begun to flow. One hand stayed at a breast, his fingers had found his nipple and he rubbed it gently underneath his thumb. His other hand strayed down lower to the heat of his cunt. Lightly his fingers brushed over his clit and he gasped loudly. His knees almost buckled as a lightning bolt of pleasure shot through his entire body. That a simple touch was amazing. Was that what girls felt? Jesus, how could they control themselves if they felt that every time they were touched? He wouldn\'t be able to keep his hand off himself if he felt ecstasy like that all the time. His fingers explored further. Slowly and more gingerly he moved a single finger around the pussy lips. He had to lean against one of the posts of the bed or he would be on the floor. A flush rose on his face, he could feel it growing as hot as his cunt. Each little move made a differing part of him twitch out of his control and he gasped and moaned softly. He was aroused all the more to hear these moans in his ears because, to him, his voice was Ginny\'s. It always made him horny to hear her moans. He stopped playing at his entrance and slid his long, thin, middle digit into his hole. “Oh god.” He gasped in shock as the most powerful wave yet crashed through him. His legs gave way completely and the post did nothing to hold him up. He slid and collapsed onto the bed.



A light laugh brought him back to reality, but only just. He was still fighting with himself to keep exploring all these new overwhelming sensations. But he was staring at himself. Or really, Ginny was staring at him. It was really unnerving to look across the room and see himself standing there. Even when he knew it was Ginny looking at him. Ginny felt just the same way. It was odd to see herself playing with her breasts, touching her pussy and clearly enjoying it more than she ever had before. It had made her already hard dick even harder. It was becoming painfully hard now. A noticeable ache was growing from her crotch and irradiating outwards from there. She was still lightly playing with her cock and balls but if anything the pleasurable tingles her rubbing was causing was making the ache worse. There was a growing urge to do something with her hands to her cock but she didn\'t quite know how to proceed with acting on that desire.

“Enjoying yourself?” She asked Harry, finding it weird and exciting to hear Harry\'s voice saying the words she was saying.



Harry nodded his head. The head that had been playing with his breast wiped a fine layer of sweat from his flushed face. “Ginny it\'s amazing.” He said, finding odd to hear his words in Ginny\'s voice. “The best idea you\'ve ever had.”

Ginny blushed. Harry was astounded that there was enough blood in that body to make the face blush and fill that cock without Ginny simply passing out. It was true though, this had been her best idea.



Not long after they had started going out Ginny had revealed herself to have quite a kinky side. Despite her sweet reputation as the innocent youngest sister of the whole Weasley family Ginny was down right deviant. Maybe it was a means of rebelling against the image the rest of her family held of her, or maybe it was because she had grown up in a house of six older brothers and their personal tastes. Boy\'s were supposed to be more perverted than girls and all that testosterone must have rubbed off on her somehow. Over the last few years Ginny had been making more and more suggestions for their love life, each more kinky and adventurous than the last. Harry had suggested a few things himself but Ginny was the better of the two of them for ideas and number of suggestions.

“We\'ll have to do it again then.” Ginny said with a smile.



Finally finding the will to take her hands off her huge cock Ginny stepped over and lay down on the bed next to Harry. Her dick was aching for attention and from the glistening juices coming from Harry\'s pussy, he was ready for her too. She leaned over Harry. One hand found his breast and she started massaging it gently, lightly squeezing the rock hard nipple between two fingers. Harry closed his eyes and started moaning softly. Ginny gently brushed the fingers of her other hand through his long red hair and looked down at him as he moaned quietly and breathed heavily under her attentions. Her lips went down and found his and the two shared a deep and passionate kiss. They opened their mouths and slid their tongues over each other, both of them breathing heavily and Harry still moaning softly. Ginny\'s hand moved from his breast and right down to between Harry\'s legs. Her strong fingers gave his clit a gentle squeeze. Harry\'s soft moans turned suddenly to a powerful yelp of excitement. His eyes snapped open and he looked at her, the flush and the sweat spreading across his face in the blink of an eye.



“More. Oh gods Ginny more.” He begged her in a soft and breathless voice. Ginny was loving this, having the control over him instead of he over her. It was usually she was was flushed and breathless right now. Harry knew exactly where to touch her to drive her wild with desire. So she knew exactly what buttons to push on Harry\'s body to achieve the same effect. Harry though, seemed to be enjoying it a lot more than she ever did. He seemed to act like the pleasure he was feeling in her body was much more intense than anything he\'d ever felt in his own. Which was odd because she would say the same thing about herself in his body. Maybe it was because they just weren\'t used to these bodies and the exact way they felt their sensations, pleasurable and otherwise.



Ginny started to tease Harry, though she herself was just as desperate to take this to the next level and test this new dick as Harry was to try out his new cunt. She brushed her fingers lightly around the tops of Harry\'s thighs getting tantalisingly close to, but never quite touching, that soaking pussy. She could feel the heat coming off the lips when her fingers strayed close enough. She wanted to go further, but she was kinky and had to indulge just one more of her little perversions before she would feel right enough to move on.

“Tell me.” She said. She was almost surprised by how much more dominating her voice sounded in Harry\'s voice. “Go on. Tell me.”



Harry writhed slowly as Ginny\'s fingers continued to move around his thighs, teasing him so much he wanted to shout at her for not touching his pussy. Cruel, that\'s what she was being, purely and simply cruel. But he couldn\'t be angry at her because he was just loving it far too much. He also knew what her request meant and tried to gather what little thoughts remained in his ecstasy riddled head. “Old or something new?” He gasped and moaned at her. Ginny\'s movements slowed slightly as she thought about this.

“The showers.” She told down at him. “I want to hear about the ambush in the showers again.”



Harry was confused for a second. He could barely remember his name at the moment. But as Ginny\'s movements slowed he didn\'t like the way the pleasure faded but it helped him reclaim the memory.

“I was showering after a hard quidditch practise.” He said. Ginny rewarded him by starting to move her fingers again. Harry tried to move his hand down to grasp Ginny\'s cock. “I heard a sound but didn\'t see anyone.” He grasped Ginny\'s organ and started moving his fingers up and down the enormous rock hard shaft. He felt the thick veins pulsate under his touch. Ginny seemed to like this but she told Harry to continue.



“Hermione came out of nowhere and locked me in a full body bind. She wasn\'t alone. Cho, Lavender...” He stopped for just a second as a long moan escaped his mouth as Ginny finally brushed the hot lips of his pussy. “Lavender and Parvati. They couldn\'t believe the size of my dick.” His fingers were still gently rubbing up and down lengthy shaft of Ginny\'s cock. “They thought she\'d been lying. God they were so excited to see it was true.”



Ginny rewarded Harry by brushing her thumb over his clit making Harry flinch and yelp before he continued. In their ordinary bodies she would be jerking and sucking his wondrously huge dick as reward for this information. She loved hearing these things. Nothing made her pussy wetter than hearing about all the women that Harry had fucked during his years at Hogwarts. All those conquests who\'d been impaled on his meat beast. All those woman that had been driven wild with desire and screamed as they had their pussy\'s stretched and fucked to probably the best orgasms they would ever have in their lives. All those women who she had beaten. From Hermione who\'d been Harry\'s first, to Fleur Delacour, who\'s wild French antics had left him walking funny for a couple of days. Even Cho Chang who she knew he had lusted after for years. She\'d beaten every last one of them and made Harry and his marvellous cock her own. She\'d risen, best of them all and the others could do nothing but look on jealously knowing they would never experience another even like Harry\'s cock for the rest of their lives.



“It\'s not the size that counts Ginny.” Hermione had tried to tell her once. “And true Harry might also know how to use it...so very well,” she added dreamily, “but different men can drive you wild in different ways. There\'s this thing Ron does that Harry never did that just makes me...” But she had drifted off into a fit of giggles, hiding her reddening face behind her hands. Ginny had been grateful she had stopped at that point because she would have stopped Hermione herself a second later. While the thought of a naked Hermione was a pleasant one, she didn\'t need the image of her brother having sex in her head.



Harry\'s fingers continued to rub Ginny\'s dick, feeling the veins throb harder and the organ twitch by his attentions. Her balls tightened when he teased them. Ginny played and teased with and around Harry\'s pussy making his interrupt his story with pants and moans and yelps as Ginny rewarded him for his tale when he reached a part that sent an especially large spark of arousal through her. Harry had long since learned this was parts that revolved around descriptions of the naked girls, their reactions to the size of his dick and what they did when they were impaled on his meat. Each moan, each part of their body they touched, each part of HIS body they touched, each drop of sweat and pussy juice until they reached their orgasms. He stuck to these parts of his story over the next few minutes as he told Ginny what had happened to him the day he had been ambushed in the showers. She especially liked this one either because it involved so many girls, or possibly because of Harry\'s explosive orgasm when the body bind had been taken off him. How he had coated each of the four with a large spattering of cum. Perhaps it was all the details combined that drove her especially wild.

“Then Hermione took off the bind...” He said between long and deep moans. “and I was so horny. I was going to fuck them aaaalllll...” Ginny had given him an especially hard pinch on his clit on that last sentence. Harry felt like he did then, like he was going to go insane with the sheer ecstasy that had set every brain cell alight. He had been driven right to the very edge of climax but Ginny was being devious. She kept him constantly on the edge of his orgasm but never gave him that last push to send him over the edge and give him that release. The only thing that stopped his mind from snapping completely was knowing that Ginny herself felt the same way after his loving hands had stroked her cock for so long and his story had helped work her up. Her face was bright red and sweat glistened over her muscular body. He knew he looked the same. Knew he was just as flushed and sweaty. “But before I could I was overcome it was like my body was on fire. They all gathered around. All four of theeeeemmm....wet and naaaakeeeed.” He gasped and moaned bit his lip for a second. Ginny had slid a finger in his cunt and then pulled it out again and continued to tease his lips and clit again. She loved the image of the four girls gathered around Harry and his enormous dick, like worshippers at a shrine. “Before I do anythiiiiinngg...I caaaaaammme. It fired out so haaaard. There was sooooo much.” Ginny continued to play with his lips more and more, she was no longer teasing him around his upper thighs anymore. “sooooo much.” Harry continued between moans. “It hit them aaaallll. Corverrrrred them aaaallll. Everywherrrreee. Aaaaaalll overrrrrr.”

“WHERE?” Ginny demanded. She had always sounded demanding at this point of the story but in her new male voice she was positively frightening.

“Thheirrrr tits aaaaannd hair and stooomachs. Theiiir faaaces tooo. Leggggs and puuuuussssiieees. They were coovvverrred in myyyyyy cuuuuuuuuum.”



“HARRY!” Ginny cried out. She sounded angry, but nothing could be further from the truth. She was wild. Wild with lust. Her cock was so hard the veins were black, thick and raised against the pale skin. It felt like the organ was going to break in two under its own pressure. She pushed his hands away and removed her own from Harry\'s pussy. She had waited long beyond her tolerance and couldn\'t wait another second. The climax of his story had thrown her to the peak of her arousal and she had to have him now. Gripping the shaft of her considerable dick she guided it to Harry\'s soaked pussy. The juices were flowing out of it, a large wet patch had already spread on the sheets below him. The lips were hot and pink and begging for cock. The musky smell of his juices was strong in the air. Placing her cock at his entrance Ginny didn\'t hesitate she thrust her hips forward and buried eight inches of her cock into Harry\'s cunt. It went in deeply and easily the juices had left his insides so slick she met no resistance. She would have dived her full twelve inches into him. His cunt was so ready its walls would have yielded and welcomed every centimetre without discomfort to either of them. But Ginny had momentarily been overwhelmed by the powerful rush of feelings that had rushed through her body by the cock. The heat of Harry\'s cunt had almost burned. The exquisite wetness and the tightness of Harry\'s cunt that wrapped and hugged her dick so lovingly sending strong waves up across her body that almost overwhelmed her. She felt her balls tighten and she almost blew her load right there.



Harry threw his head back when Ginny shoved eight inches into him. Her dick felt so big. So hard. Just those eight inches set his entire body aflame and he screamed her name. She couldn\'t fit any more in him surely. He didn\'t have any more space for her, it wasn\'t possible for him to take those last four inches. He felt so full, so stretched already. The cock was too big, too hard. If she pushed those last few inches inside him she would split him in two and tear him apart surely. It was too much, too good. Nothing had ever felt this wonderful in his entire life it couldn\'t get better than this could it? It simply couldn\'t. He would be driven insane with the pleasure if it did. He looked up at Ginny and even without saying it she knew he wanted more. Just as she wanted to give more.



Ginny took several more seconds to catch her breath before she continued. She pulled back until the last inch of her dick was inside his red hot cunt. Then with a grunt she thrust forward again and buried herself balls deep into him. They both cried out and Harry writhed underneath her. She growled and held onto his shoulders tightly his cunt was tight, almost too tight around those last few inches of her dick. Slowly she pulled back again but left three inches of herself inside him this time and thrust into him again. Both of them cried out again.

“Giiiiiiiiiinnnnnyyyyyyyy.” Harry begged her. “stop it.” He wrapped his arms loosely around her shoulders and pulled her closer to him. His eyes, his soft brown eyes were full of tears and anger. Harry dug his long nails into her back and she sucked air through her teeth with the sharp feeling in her shoulders. “Stop teasing you bitch and fuck me.”



Ginny stared down at him with lust and longing. A wide smile spread on her face and with a nod she obliged. She started pumping her hips and moved her huge cock up and down every inch of harry soft and yielding pussy walls. Harry threw his head back and moaned lustfully trying and failing to call Ginny\'s name. Every time her full twelve inches was in him was like an explosion of light and pleasure in his head. His whole body twitched and flinched out of his control.



Ginny was moaning and growling, her pace increasing as she found her rhythm. Her groans grew deeper and her thrusts harder and the heat building in her body was burning her. She couldn\'t think of anything but this moment. The fire of pure ecstasy burned her head she couldn\'t think or feel anything else she was yelling his name and he was yelling hers. His face a bright pink they were coated in their own and each others sweat. Harry started grinding his hips in time with her movements and they both squealed with delight as a fresh explosion consumed them both.

“Faster. Faster. Harder. MORE!!!” Harry screamed in a voice that had previously been hers. Though she had never sounded like that with it. But she knew why he was crying out like that. She could feel it too. They were both close. Their climax\'s were building. The pleasure they were sharing was already beyond everything they had ever felt before. Neither of them had ever known that a person could feel this good and live. They were both on fire.



Ginny thrust as hard and as fast as she could. She almost lost her rhythm and fell into nothing but chaotic movements but some natural urge kept her in time with Harry\'s movements. He was close. She could feel it. He was close his pussy walls were tighter, hotter. His twitches and moves under her were more forceful. Harry held onto Ginny tightly she felt his long nails digging into her back but she felt no pain, there was only pleasure, nothing but pleasure. Ginny was panting so fast she couldn\'t catch her breath. She was pounding as hard and as fast as she could into her lovers cunt. It was like fire wrapped around her dick. So hot. So wet. So tight. His walls were gripping so hard she felt like he was pulling her dick deeper into her.

“YesyesyesYEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS” She bellowed at the top of her lungs with a thrust so powerful the heavy bed itself slid an inch across the floor and knocked into the wall.

“GIIIIIIINNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYY!!!” Harry screamed his head tossed left and right and his back arched painfully.



They came together Ginny felt her burning hot cum shooting out of her cock and into Harry\'s cunt. Her body twitched and flinched and her hips thrust and she felt her enormous dick twitched powerfully Harry yelped with every move of her huge organ inside him. Harry felt his body set on fire he could barely breath and the sweat pour down his face. Inside his head was a white light and he felt Ginny\'s cum, boiling hot, spreading through his insides, coating each and every inch of his womb.



The lovers twitched and writhed feeling their sexes rubbing against each others. They moaned and tried, in vain, to catch their breaths as they rode through the mind blowing aftershocks of their sanity destroying orgasms. Their hands moved as if with minds of their own, rubbing over each others bodies, feeling every inch of their hot and sweaty forms as if to reassure themselves and their lovers that they were still there, still alive and still together. They couldn\'t see each other, of feel. Whether they couldn\'t open their eyes or their cimax\'s had been so powerful they had rendered each other blind they would never know. Harry could still feel Ginny\'s enormous cock inside him. His pussy clamped down it hard, the walls refusing to loosen off, refusing to let go of the lover they had welcomed so much. Ginny was still hard, showing no signs of softening. Her dick still twitched, but weakly now. No more spurts of cum were fired. So much had already been shot out of her Harry could feel it inside him spread through his insides he was full of it. He could still feel its heat. It was trying to leak out past Ginny\'s cock that was blocking the way but it couldn\'t. The dick was so huge he was plugged with her meat.



The movements of the two lovers faded, becoming slow and heavy. One of Ginny\'s hands came to rest on Harry\'s slender shoulder, the other on his breast. Harry\'s just fell to his sides. He couldn\'t hold them around her any more. They felt cold as the sweat coating their bodies chilled them and the heat their passion had brought faded. Exhaustion fell upon them in the blink of an eye and Ginny still inside him, his pussy still holding onto her and her dick still hard they fell into a deep sleep.



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It was dark when they awoke. They didn\'t know what time it was but some sense told them it was very late. Or very early depending on your point of view.



Harry woke first and knew he was back in his own body. He could feel the familiar weight of his penis between his legs and the pressure of Ginny\'s lovely breasts pressing onto his chest. The potion had worn off while they had slept. He could feel Ginny on top of her. Her arms and legs wrapped around him. He could feel the frame of his glasses, still on her face, pressing into his chest.



Gently he moved his arm up and down her back, feeling the soft flesh of her body. Ginny stirred and with a light moan she was awake. She lifted her head and felt the glasses slide of her face, now too small to hold them. With a free hand Harry picked them up and put them on himself. She leaned her head down again and kissed him on the cheek.

“I love you.” She whispered to the dark silhouette that was her fiancé.

“I love you too.” Harry whispered into her ear. He kissed her on the cheek. And Ginny lay her head back down on his chest. They were both too tired to do much else and yet they were awake enough that they didn\'t want to go back to sleep.



Ginny kissed Harry on the chest and shifted herself so that a hand could reach down between her legs. She touched her pussy. Despite the fact she was still exhausted by her mind blowing fuck session there was a stirring inside she wanted to deal with. Amazing as it was to even think; she was actually still horny and still wanted more. She wanted another climax like the one she had experienced before. She wanted that pleasure that made every cell of her existence feel like it was on fire.



Her cunt was warm and welcoming. She slid two fingers inside herself. Harry knew what she was doing. He felt her nipples harden and she started rubbing them against his chest. Her breathing deepened slightly and Harry felt the movement of her arm rubbing her pussy. His body responded automatically and he felt his cock stir from its slumber. Sleep was quickly becoming the last thing on both their minds very quickly.

“Harry.” She whispered to the dark. She felt Harry\'s dick, almost fully erect rising between her legs and the shaft touching the back of the hand that was playing with her pussy.

“Yes?” Harry whispered back to her. His hands moved down her back and gently caressed the curve of the small of her back and her firm ass. Experimentally fingers probed down and met her hand at her pussy lips. She made some room for him and together their fingers started to probe her lips.

“Tell me.” She whispered back in a shaking voice. “Tell me everything. Everyone. All of it.”



She lifted her hips and her hand left her cunt and gripped Harry\'s cock. Twelve inches long and growing towards it\'s full hardness. She guided it to her lips and pushed herself down. It hurt for a second, she wasn\'t as prepared as she usually was for the large invader. But the pain both excited her and helped wake her up. “Tell me.” She said to him again. “I want to know it all. No more little stories as foreplay I want to know it all right now.” She started grinding her hips. “Every...last...girl.” She panted down at him as her pace started to build. But she kept it slow and constant so they could prolong their pleasure as much as possible. They had both had a taste of a cosmic orgasm and they wanted it again. Ginny wanted to to know everyone she had ever beaten to help her. Knowing she had been chosen as the best of them always aroused her more.

“That\'s a lot of...girls....Ginny.” Harry said breathlessly. He started to move his own hips and picked up the rhythm to move in time with her own grinding. Like her he kept the pace quick enough so there was a build of pleasure, but slow enough so it would take a long time to reach their climax\'s. The longer it took to orgasm the more intense the orgasm was, they both knew that.

“I want...it all...Harry.” Ginny panted down to him. “Please...tell me.”



Harry couldn\'t resist. He loved her and adored her perversions too much to even think about saying no. Between deep pants and the pleasure building carefully and wonderfully in his body, Harry began with the first story that came to mind. “There was the time with me... and Hermione...” He started. “We\'d taken a... Polyjuice potion and it... had gone wrong... for her...”



To be continued.



***Authors note*** Yeah, a bit of a clunky ending, but I tried to make it work. Basically all chapters following on from this aren\'t following a time line that previous chapters have set up. I\'ve recently been re-reading the books and new ideas have begun forming. So I\'ll write them up as they occur to me.