Harry's Lovefest

So they talked into the night. April grew tired and more tired till she fell asleep in the chair. Harry watched her sleep and was saying to himself, "The way Draco had his hair slicked back was different. It really suited him. But he's still a slime ball"
Toby woke up in the morning and found Harry touching himself with a huge smile on his face. Every now and then he would moan, something about duck nipples, but Toby didn't quite catch it. "Good morning guys." She greeted. "Harry... are you playing with yourself?"
Harry awoke with a start, still massaging his pubic mound. "Hagrid..." he muttered, then appeared to awake fully, yanking his hand from his trousers, and the other from stroking one highly erect nipple.
"Mhmhmhm, I just love the way that beard scratches..."
His other nipple stood to attention as well. The triangle formed within his pants slowly deflated as he realised the situation that he was in. April was starinig at him aghast, face fallen. How dare he massage himself sexually without her capable hands!
Harry cried out. "For the love of Chilch! I wasn't doing nothing Toby, mi swear!"
"You were erotically attacking the pink horned beest!"
"Nooo... it's just, Toby, I have needs! I'm a woman, with needs~!"
"I...I can help you..."
She spit on her left hand. "Just let me... inside..."
Harry spread his legs wide, muttering to himself- "All she needs is a sensual beard"
Toby's hand was well lubricated. "Mhmhm, let me see now, let me see that slutty hole."
With a flash, April reached into her wizard robe and pulled out a strapadictome, yanking down her slutty skirt and belting it around her sensual, slippery hips. "Allow me..." She whispered, eyes half lidded, cooch already slippery with cum.
Harry stood with a start as he prepared to be pegged. "I'm a skanky holed boy! Please, punish me! I need your whipping beests, your whipped creem."
"Mrhjdfhf" Harry sighed voluptuously. As the 9-incher impaled him, he couldn't help but think of Snape's impressive robed rod.
JUST THEN! Snape walked in himself, stroking his fapstick under his choad coloured robe. "I see you've begun without me. This is an extra cause for... detention.. after potions class." With that, he came over the crotch of his choad-robes, and his nipples began to lactate.
Ron heard the commotion and tramped down the stairs, wondering what was happening. He had forgotten that he had been putting on his makeup in the boys dormitory, frolicking around in his sisters robes, pinning up his skirt.
His weenie dangled below the hem of the skirt - but that's how he liked it. It wasn't a big weenie - It was small enough to make the other boys in the Griffindor Common Room not notice when he skipped past.
At the foursome in the main room, Ron stopped, scratching at his freckly wrinkly testicles absently as he watched Snape push April out of the way and take a groaning, moaning Harry from behind.
"Oh my... Harry! How could you! You were saving your ass-virginity for Malfoy! He'll be crushed, but aroused! Think of him, his gleaming rod, crying all ova his hard nipplets... mhmhgf."
Harry looked up, tears in his eyes as his rectum bled sweet lubricating juices all over Snape. His dick seemed to be wedged somewhere between Toby's volumptuous jumblies as she licked them with her abnormally long tongue.
Macgonagall had tought her the spell to extend her tongue during an after-school detention. Ah yes, she remembered those lessons well, Wrinkly Old Macgonagall spread over her table of justice, fingering a string of anal beads with her long, wizened fingers.
Harry was enjoying Macgonogalls tricks now, especially the one that bloated her already enormous jumblies to the size of beach balls. He would have fingered them, Toby thought as a crossdressing Ron took her up the anus, but he was busy with Snape.
Snape grunted as he thrust his enormous wang into Harry's slippery ass, hearing him moan about Hagrid, his long, tangled beard, his giant hands and how they treated him just right, fit right into his love hole.
Hagrids fingers... just thinking about those giant Nuclear Powered Love Sausages made Harry cum harder all over Toby's giant breasts and face - the spell had spread, like his white sticky juices.
"Soy Unpendedor!"
Harry wang GREW! It seemed to take on a mind of it's own, the head growing red hair. It looked strangely like Ron. It danced too, like a leprachaun, an Irish jig right in his panties.
His panites were frilly and pink, like his ween. They were moist too, and the fetid smell wafted down the corridor. They seemed to attract a great numbor of Griffindorians, their cocknipples standing like soldiers.
The Kedster's flaps swayed in the light zephyr.
'IMPROVISE! SLAP MI MAN BEAST!"
All of the beests began to frolic around the fields, mussing the bushes as a collection of men, women, and menwomen like Harry and Ron flocked to the gryffindor common room, drawn like a wang to a cooch by the sensual smell.
"I WANT YOU TO CUM IN ME!!" Harry squealed, like a cornered pig, as Snape thrust faster and harder, April urging him on as she pegged his potions teacher.
Harry's frantic squealing made Snape cum harder than he ever thought possible, so hard his nose began to bleed, dripping down to further lubricate his slimy choad.