Moonlight Sonata

This story is in response to a challenge put forth by TexasRose. Here is the challenge:

This challenge is simple. Harry has sex with some one in their animagus or were- form and he doesn't know it's anything other then an animal, or who it is. He ends up pregnant. They get together. BONUS: The child is not initially human. I also request that anyone that takes up this challenge write a oneshot version before trying for a full lenth version.

If you guys want me to continue let me know!


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Harry’d been living on his own for a year now. It wasn’t the solution his friends liked best, but it was the only one that let him have his own life. Hermione and Ron had been married six months now, so they accepted his bachelorhood, sort of. Ginny. Well, Ginny had been forced to accept it. Did she really think he’d stay with her after he walked in on her, in their bed, with Pansy Parkinson’s fist inside her pussy? Come on now. He was nice not a bloody saint!

One of the great things about living alone, he discovered, was you could masturbate whenever you wanted where ever you wanted without pissing anybody off. It was a pleasure he took advantage of frequently, nightly in fact. Hence his current activities.

Since he’d been living on his own, Harry decided he could finally try out all of those ‘deviant’ things his imagination had come up with while in school. He’d purchased hundreds of galleons worth of sex toys. Dildos, plugs, sounding rods, cock rings, nipple clamps, synthetic vaginas, anything the guy in the store could convince him might feel good. Harry’s quickly discovered that, while he liked pounding into the fake pussies, what he really enjoyed were the dildos.

Tonight, he was taking full advantage of one of his larger dildos though he was surrounded by several other toys he thought he might enjoy later. The dildo currently in his ass was his favorite. It was pounding into his ass like he’d charmed it to for the past hour. His cock was bound in a simple gold ring that flashed in the firelight. His hands and knees were slightly rug-burned, but he didn’t care. He’d wanted this to last as long as possible, and it was, oh was it ever. He’d already experienced two dry orgasms, and his body was quickly working up to a third.

Adding to his pleasure, a light breeze was coming in through the open patio doors. Something else Harry had discovered was that he liked the thought of being caught. The idea that someone might be watching… Harry gasped at the idea and was forced down to his elbows as another orgasm wracked through his body.

Little did Harry know, that very night, he actually was being watched. The golden eyes of the beast avidly watched the dildo pounding into the sweet ass, and he wanted. His own cock had long been extended from its furry sheath. His nose was assaulted with the pheromones the young man was putting off, and he was drooling with need.

The beast was pushed over the edge of sanity when the nubile youth screamed out his third orgasm. Slowly and quickly, he pawed his way into the house through the open doors. The blissed out youth didn’t hear a thing.

Harry was quickly working his way to a fourth orgasm when something cold pressed against his perineum, just below the dildo pounding in and out of him. He froze, waiting to see if he’d feel it again, wondering if he’d only imagined it. Just as he was beginning to relax back into the pleasure, a long, rough tongue dragged over his balls. Harry moaned before he could help himself. He let his head drop to try and get a glance at whatever had joined him.

He could make out four furry legs ending in paws, canine legs. He could also barely make out the tip of a large red penis. Harry groaned and made a quick decision not to fight the beast. He was so horny, so desperate for more pleasure, he dropped forward completely, laying his upper body on the floor.

The beast behind him was thrilled at the show of submission. This human wanted him, and he was going to take advantage. He nudged his nose against the dildo still working that sweet ass.

Harry got the picture and pulled the dildo out. Before he could settle back into position, the beast’s tongue was in his ass. Harry nearly came just from that. The rough tongue was running over his walls, pushing deep. Harry couldn’t resist; he started pushing back against the tongue, silently begging for more.

And more he would get. That tongue grazed over his prostate causing Harry to scream. Enjoying that reaction from his human, the beast pressed his tongue firmly against that spot and roughly thrust against it. Harry dry orgasmed again.

The beast was overcome. The pheromones were too much. He pulled his tongue out and mounted the flesh beneath him. He didn’t give the human time to think or back out. He pushed his cock in, imbedding the growing knot, before that tongue-induced orgasm was over.

Harry screamed. He’d never had anything inside him that wasn’t his fingers or plastic. The heat from the flesh and the burn from not being stretched quite enough for that knob threatened to push him into another orgasm. He didn’t think it could get any better than this.

And then the beast began to thrust in and out of his anus in short, fast, brutal strokes. Harry groaned out his pleasure. He had to know, had to see what sort of beast was causing this divine pleasure. He turned his head and gasped.

The wolf pounding into his was a magnificent creature. The fur was lustrous and a deep mahogany color. The eyes were closed in a look of pure bliss. The mouth was open, showing sharp teeth and that tongue that had been so divine in his ass.

Harry orgasmed again. He’d never considered fucking an animal before, but beastiality had just topped his kink list.

The wolf groaned when the walls of the body below him clenched tighter than they already were. He could feel his knot swelling. Soon he’d be buried deep inside that flesh with no chance of moving, but he wasn’t ready for that quite yet. He forced his body to hold off. He put more power behind his hips, fucking will all the power in his furry body.

Harry had gone hoarse from the screaming. All he could do now was groan and moan and beg for more with his hips. He’d lost count of the number of orgasms he’s experienced, all dry thanks to the ring binding his cock. He was completely blissed out.

He was brought back to reality when the wolf above him howled and thrust deeper into him than he had already. He could feel the knot swelling uncomfortably in his ass, but that was soon overshadowed by sharp teeth sinking into his shoulder. Harry screamed.

His body collapsed. His cock was begging for release. His brain was white and fuzzy. He could feel the cum filling his bowels. He’d given himself an enema before, but nothing compared to this. The cum was hot and flowed quickly into him. The wolf was panting heavily as he collapsed against Harry’s back. Harry could see his blood dripping onto the rug from the bite on his shoulder though it didn’t phase him. This had been wonderful. He’d never felt so full. He wished he could always feel like this.

Time passed; neither were aware of how long they laid together like that, the wolf still buried in Harry’s sweaty body. When the wolf felt the swelling in his knot start to go down, he manipulated the body beneath him, until the young man’s nose was pressed against a rather large butt plug.

It took Harry a moment to figure it out, but when he did, he groaned. Merlin, that was a good idea. His wolf was brilliant. He grabbed the plug and reached back to feel where that cock still penetrated him. He groaned again, this time in distress when the wolf pulled out. He quickly pushed the plug in and collapsed.

The wolf nudged Harry’s hip and got the boy to roll over. His human was still hard. He growled at his own inability to fully please his lover when he saw the ring. He grunted, the only laugh he was capable of, and ran his tongue over that swollen cock. He pressed his tongue firmly to its base and tried to work his tongue under the metal.

Harry got the picture and released the ring. As soon as the ring was gone, the wolf began flicking him tongue over the sensitive flesh. That tongue wrapped around the turgid flesh, squeezing and rubbing until Harry screamed and came all over his stomach. The wolf greedily lapped it up.

Satisfied the wolf laid down beside his human, his muzzle pressing into Harry’s neck. He licked the mark he’d made, enjoying the shivers it sent through that delicious body.

“Please stay.”

The wolf grunted.

“At least until I fall asleep?”

The wolf licked his mark again. Satisfied, the young man let his body relax. He would be sore tomorrow, that is, if it hadn’t all been a dream. He sure hoped not. Absently, he ran a hand over his full belly. He really enjoyed the feeling of all that cum in him. He hoped it was real so he could continue to enjoy that feeling tomorrow. With those thoughts, Harry slid into dream’s arms.

The wolf watched his human sleep until an hour before dawn. He pushed himself up and licked his mark one more time. His mate. He’d waited decades for this one human to grace his life. Now that he had him, the wolf wasn’t letting him go. With those thoughts, the wolf left through the open doors, vowing to himself that he would return on the next full moon.