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Harry Potter and the accidental casting. Chapter IV.

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Ginny jumped to her feet and rushed to the pupils’ bathroom and stuck her hands under the tap and rinsed thoroughly. After she was sure that her hands were clean Ginny reached for her robes. Just as she was about to pull them up, she hesitated. ‘Paralysing numbness to area will occur.’ Her breasts had been so painful lately, was a little relief too much to ask? They were still tingling as well and it was feeling so good, she really didn’t want it to end right now.

Ginny strolled back out to Hermione, drying her hands on her robes. She flexed her fingers, no paralysis and no numbness, she was ok. “Thanks for the warning.” She said as she climbed back onto the bed. Hermione nodded and tossed the jar back into Ginny’s open junk where it made a soft flump noise as it hit her clothes. “No problem.” She smiled.

They made a little small talk, shared a couple of jokes and discussed future events like Hermione’s up coming exams. She was worried and wasn’t convinced when Ginny said she’d pass easily.

About ten minutes into the conversation, Ginny’s breasts began to feel strangely cold. She ignored it and assumed that the numbing sensation on the warning label was merely beginning to kick in.

Suddenly Ginny screamed loudly and was thrown back onto the bed as a convulsion of agony shot through her body. Hermione’s hands shot to her face and she jumped around to Ginny’s side. “Ginny? What’s wrong?” She asked in a high panicky voice. Ginny thrashed and yelled in agony. It felt like a concrete block had been placed onto her chest. “I can’t breath.” She gasped out in agony.

Hermione was literally shaking, this was frighteningly familiar. She was about to run and find Madam Pomfrey. But she forgot how to use her legs when Ginny’s chest began to expand.

It was like her breasts had been plugged into an air pump and someone had let rip on full blast. In seconds Ginny had gone from C cup to D to E to F. The seams of her robes ribbed and exploded, no longer able to contain the expanding mams. DD, EE, FF, and growing beyond any known size.

Hermione sat dumbfounded as the rags of Ginny’s top fell away, revealing the pale, freckled skin of Ginny’s tits. Her nipples were rock hard and stood up half an inch long. Her breasts still continued to increase in size and there was practically nothing left of her robes now.

Ginny stared down at herself with wide eyes. She tried to sit up, but the weight of her massive mams held her down.  “What’s happening to me?” She cried. Hermione sat dumbfounded. Ginny was now the size of beach balls and were still expanding.

Ginny gasped and flayed her arms madly. “I can’t breath.” She gasped toward Hermione, her face was beginning to turn red and Hermione realised that the weight of the tits was squashing Ginny’s rib cage and stopping her getting air into her lungs.

Hermione jumped to her feet, grabbed Ginny’s arms and pulled hard. It was like trying to carry three people on your back, Ginny’s weight had increased so much. With a lot of hard work Hermione managed to get Ginny sitting up and kept a tight grip on her wrists otherwise Ginny would fall over again. Her tits were sitting on her lap and were actually hanging over her knees. They were slowing down and were coming to a stop. The bra needed to cover those things was in a size that didn’t exist.

Hermione fell back and stared. The large pale skinned tits were covered in freckles. Her nipples were over three inches long and rock hard, the pink around them were as big as saucers. They were impossibly large and reminded Hermione of beanbag chairs with nipples. They covered her entire thighs and hung over her knees and almost touched the floor. Just the very tips of Ginny’s shoes could be seen. If Hermione wrapped her arms around one, her fingertips would only just touch if she squeezed a little.

Hermione felt like her brain had been switched off. She just couldn’t process the information of two giant boobs attached to a small girl. Ginny breathed deeply, it was hard to take air into her lungs due to the size of the knockers, but enough was getting in. “What the hell happened.” She said looking down at herself. Hermione didn’t say a word, she seemed to have been shocked into forgetting how to form words. Ginny looked at her intensely. Her back was starting to hurt and if Hermione loosened her grip for a second she would fall back and suffocate.  “HERMIONE.” She screamed.

This snapped Hermione back into reality and she almost dropped Ginny. Manoeuvring herself around Hermione helped pull Ginny onto the bed and leaned the girl against the wall. Ginny sat with her legs straight and buried under her titan tits. The rags of her robes fell away and lay in tatters on the bed and floor. “What happened?” Ginny asked bewildered.

Hermione shrugged her shoulders and looked at the jar of moisturiser. “Did you put some of this on your chest?” she asked quietly, still staring at the label. A sense of déjà vu came over her but she couldn’t explain it. Ginny nodded. “Yes, but just a little.” She said quietly. Hermione clicked her fingers. “Of course. How could I have been so stupid?”  “What?” interrupted Ginny desperately, Hermione had an answer and she wanted to know.

Hermione stared at Ginny for a moment. The breasts jiggled slightly with every breath she took and Hermione felt a familiar stirring between her legs. She wanted to reach out and touch the engorged nipple, wondering vaguely what it would taste like. A mental snap of the fingers brought an end to that thinking. Ginny needed help. “When I was staying with you over the summer, Fred and George took me aside one day and asked for my help with some disposal of magical items. One of the jokes for their store.

“What they had done was take some moisturiser and enchant it with an engrowment charm. People would use it on their hands and a few minutes later their hands would grow four times bigger. They thought it was a hilarious idea. They had created over a dozen jars by the time they had figured out that people might put it in other areas. If a woman put it on her breasts, they would grow so large that she might suffocate. And if a man put it on his penis…well, you can imagine. They neither wanted a reputation for murder or a sex trade.” Hermione tossed the jar away back into Ginny’s trunk.

“We thought we had got them all, but it looks like a couple slipped through the net. When your mum packed your trunk she must’ve found the jar and put it in for you.”

to be continued…

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Peter Pan: Child-like curiosity. Chapter II.

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Peter’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped. His eyes dropped from her face and he stared at her body. He felt weird. There was something stirring in his body as he looked at her body. The curves that were starting to develop, the apple sized breasts with her nipples, hard as glass and that pussy, hairless and dripping. He could see the juices running down her leg. He didn’t understand what he was looking at or what he was feeling, he just knew that he liked it.

His eyes widened and he looked almost afraid. Wendy noticed and was very concerned that she had frightened him. Peter’s eyes looked down at himself and Wendy followed where he was looking. Her own eyes widened.

Between his legs was a large bulge. A massive tent in his clothing. Peter felt the great pressure in his abdomen as his hard cock pressed against his clothing, trying to get free from its prison. Peter put his hands over it to hide it. Wendy stepped forward and gripped his arms gently.  “No.” She said gently. She pulled his hands away and revealed the bulge again. “no, don’t.”

She dropped to her knees and gripped his shorts in her hands tightly. She looked up at him and he stared down with the same expression of curiosity and wonder. He didn’t stop her, not one word of protest. Wendy gripped the shorts tightly and pulled them down toward the floor. She stared in wonder that the thing of beauty before her. His cock stood proudly to attention, an inch and a half thick and a powerful six and a half inches long. Thick veins throbbed along it’s massive shaft. The very sight of it made her pussy tingle and that fire rose up from her core and started to burn through her body once more. Her nipples wanted to be touched, they ached for attention and she no longer wanted to be the once to give it. Acting on instinct, she gripped the thick cock in her hand and felt along the shaft. It was warm, almost hot. The thick veins throbbed with his heartbeat, she could feel them in her fingers. It sent tiny tingles up into her body.

Peter groaned. He tilted his head back and his eyes half closed as thick waves of pleasure rose up through him as Wendy’s fingers felt along his cock. Wendy looked up at him and grabbed his shirt. “I want you….” She pulling him off his feet and down on top of her. “I want you!”

They start kissing ravenously. Not stopping. She clawed at his clothing and yanked at his shirt. She pulled it up and over his head, tossing it away, revealing his smooth skin. Wendy’s hands caressed his lithe form, the well developed muscles of his chest and back. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him closer. Peter broke off the kiss and looked down at her. She was panting gently with a little sweat on her forehead and a blush on her face. Before now she had just been someone else that had come along to Nederland to play, but now she was so much more to him.

His hands started moving, exploring her body, gently feeling every inch of her skin and each curve. His fingers brushed over the soft rise of her breast and the hardness of her nipple. Wendy shivered with pleasure as he passed over the area. He carried on lower, feeling her silky flesh lower and lower down her body. He felt the gentle mound of her sex. So hot, so wet and so soft. He rubbed the very entrance of her lips and she trembled under his touch. He wanted her so badly, more than anything he had ever wanted in his entire life.

They stop and stared at each other. “Can I keep you?” Peter whispered, staring at Wendy’s elegant and beautiful body underneath him. “I’m yours forever…” Wendy replied lovingly.

He leaned forward and kissed her patiently on the lips. She returned the kiss with just as much excitement. This was making Peter horny. The feeling of touching and kissing her was too much for him. Already a thick drop of precum hung on the end of his cock.

Wendy spread her legs for him and slowly guided his cock toward her tight entrance. He rubbed his throbbing purple head up and down the lips of her twat. She moaned deeply as the hot cock brushed against her clit. She couldn’t stand this teasing she wanted him so badly.

He caressed her breast with one hand, pinching her hard nipple between his fingers. Wendy squealed and wrapped her legs around Peters waist, pulling him forward and driving his cock into her. She gasped, almost cried out at the sudden shock of pain that crashed through her body as the thick member rammed into her insides. Peter froze, seeing that she was in pain. He slowly moved himself backwards, intending to pull out. Wendy glared up at him and tightened her legs, stopping him cold.  “No.” She demanded. “Wait. It doesn’t hurt so much now.”

The two of them lay there for another minute, perfectly still and Peter’s hard cock still inside her. She loved to feel it there, despite the initial pain. She could feel the veins throbbing along it’s massive shaft, which felt a thousand times bigger now that it was rubbing again and stretching the walls of her cunt. “Now.” She whispered to him. “Try moving now.”

Gently Peter started to slowly push his cock further into her. Wendy moaned, feeling more of that massive meat stretching up through her pussy, expanding it to it viginal limits. She felt like another half an inch would tear her in two and she loved it all. Every last blessed centimetre.

Peter pulled out slowly until almost an inch was left inside her and then thrust forward, filling Wendy to the limit again. She moaned deeply as he started picking up speed. Each thrust was harder than the last and the pleasure built up inside her, crashing through every corner of her body. Peter’s thrusts grew faster and more frenzied. A fire burned through his very core and it’s intensity flared up with each pump of his cock inside Wendy’s tight virgin twat.  “God, Peter. YES.” She screamed loudly.

Peter started thrusting faster, a pressure was building inside him. The waves o pleasure was growing. He felt like he was going to explode. Wendy wriggled beneath him. With every thrust of his massive member her small breasts shook and bounced but also wave after wave of ever growing ecstasy built up inside her. She didn’t know what this was leading to be she was loving it.  “Ohhh, God Peter. Yes. Harder” She groaned. She tightened her legs, pulling him deeper into her.

He doubled his effort. He’d gone too far t stop now. Even if Captain Hook and his whole band of pirate’s descended upon them he wouldn’t stop. Wendy’s screams grew louder and deeper. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight against her body. She almost wanted the two of them to merge into one being.

Peter tossed his head back and groaned deeply, feeling his balls blast their load into her tight little cunt. Wendy groaned as she felt Peter’s hot cum spread through her insides, coating every inch of her pussy in his juices. It was so hot, almost boiling inside her. She arched her back and cried out, feeling the explosion of climax consume her entire body.

Peter thrust a few more times, feeling the weak aftershocks of post-climax. Wendy trembled and moaned softly beneath him. Her satisfied expression said it all. Peter fell, his body suddenly weak. He lay on top of Wendy, unable to find the strength or the will to move. Wendy didn’t care. Her legs fell from his waist to the floor but she kept her arms around him. She never wanted to let him go. “That…was…ama…zing.” She said between many breaths. She could feel the sweat over her entire body and a warm creamy feeling between her legs as Peter’s cock slowly softened and his cum started leaking out of her.  “It…was.” Peter agreed, equally out of breath. “That…was…a great…game.”

She stared up at him. Was everything they had just done a game to him? Was that all he could ever truly be? Just a little boy having fun.

Peter looked down at her and kissed her passionately on the lips. Wendy fell into his embrace and even moaned softly as she felt his hot lips on hers. Her hands started to wander again, feeling the toned young body of the boy. Peter’s hands were also starting to move, heading up her torso and to her soft, if small, tits.  “Want to play a little more?” Peter asked. His cock was soft for the moment, but his hands still had the energy to continue until it was ready to go back into action.

He pinched her hard nipple, sending pleasurable sparks through her. Her worries were instantly forgotten. “Yes.” She replied.

The END!

Author is Englishwitch

Harry was sitting in the common room reading the half-blood princes book as he often did on a Friday afternoon. He had found a spell that caught his attention in the margin of a love potion page. It was a spell for the same affect, he read the scribble
”potion takes long to make and tricky to administer, spell should have stronger affect, easy application but memory loss of time under affect”
Harry had grown very horny around all these beautiful young ladies day in day out had wanted, needed to just fuck one, maybe two. He thought this could be perfect..but as he read on the prince noted the spell as failure with the side affects being both wizard and victim having green lines around their necks that glowed when in proximity.
Dissapointed he closed the book and glanced around the room. He saw Ginny and Dean over in one corner snogging with their backs to the rest of the room and ginny was moving her arm up and down slowly while dean mapped her young womans body(mainly her boobs) with his hands. Hermione was a few desks from harry pretending to read an Acient Runes book, but really she was glaring at Harrys copy of advanced potions and hating the halflood prince. She raised her book enough to hide her face and wand hand, then harry felt he familiar pressure of intrution of someone trying to read his mind. He hated his Oclomency lessons with Snape, but he had learned some tricks. So he projected a all consuming thought back at his intruder knowing already it to be his brunette bookworm friend. With her concentration broken he reeled her into his fantasy……
………Harry and Ginny sitting by the fireplace at the burrow alone talking about how good Ron and Hermione would look as a couple dressed for bed. He was just in a lite buttoned shirt and a loose pair of pants over his trainers, she was in a lite gown that Mrs. Weasly probably only just considered acceptable. They were pondering how long her brother and Granger could hide romance before Mrs weasley would intrrveine when their hands touching reaching for the last one of mrs. Weasleys homemade cookies. They both drew back, but harry pulled up enough courage to slide back over and drape his arm on her shoulders. His eyes ran up stream from her long smooth legs, across her tight young private area, along her strong yet sexy flat stomach, pausing on her blossoming breasts, hard and aroused before sedaling on her angelic face. He stared into her hazel eyes a good minute to be sure his thoughts were welcome before he slid his other hand up and cupped her right breast as they sank to the earthen rug and shared their first kiss…
….Harry’s passionate thoughts overwellmed Hermione to the point where she was having a hard time ignoring her own hot wet body. She could feel harry’s arousal as if her own, her breasts damanded attention as did her pussy. But the strong willed Gryfandor kept her disapline…
….the kiss went on forever with their tongues dancing the tango their hands tore at each others garments, she quickly had his shirt of and was running her hands across his strong thick chest. He had his hands up inside her gown and was toying with her left nipple while lightly groping her right breast. She rolled them both over with her now on top and he removed her gown, and watched her body move as she lifed up her arms causing her breasts to rise up. He admired her well toned abs and sides accenting her beautiful humble breasts as the shadows from the fireplace danced across her skin…
…it was too much for her now! She needed to get out of site and satisfy her bodys cravings, harrys images and feelings were just too much…
….ginnny glanced down at the giant bulge ramming into her tight threw the clothe, ficsating her attention to it. Weith harrys help she got his trousers off and took a second to take in the buety off his nude male form.
His body was the perfect combination of hammered stenght, lean fitness and hansome looks. Looking at his chest and arms she knew he could protect her and her family. Looking at his legs and ass she knew they could walk anywhere together and that they could always bring him back to her. And she knew that she got a gift in life that this beautiful face would be hers to look at every morning for all her life.
She leaned forward to kiss him as they both removed her soft cotton trainers and placed a hand on each others gift for the other….
….Overcome by thew passionate imagry she gave into her bodies demands. Plunging her hand deep into her skirt ad lowers she borrowed her middle digit with her wet moist folds and tended to her garden while her other had dug within her robes to her bossum and vigourously handeld it…
….as harry kissed her kneck he glanced down her body to the prize waiting for him, a well groomed moist hot cavern between her sexy legs, a welcome mat was the only hair there, he was growing impatient!
She took a second to covet time looking down to see it again, the boilocal wand poking her thigh, how she thirst to have it deep within her channeling his affection into her, satisfying her every want and need…
…now the whole common room was mesmarized by the Prefect locked in ectacy, atisfing her self in a leather chair in the middle of the room moaning and gasping as she twitched in delight.
Ginny was the first to try and help her friend regain her modesty, but to no avail..this was going to happen and all the gryfandors were going to see….
….ginny sat up and tossed her hair giggling,she was really going to enjoy the next part she reached down and wrapped her fingers around the chosen ones chosen one as she placed her other hand affectionately on her lovers chest “time for the big show, Mr Potter” and plunged herself onto him…………..

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Chapter III. How Much is That Kim in the Window? Part 2.

The 2nd part of “Kimitation is the Sincerest Form of Flattery  Chapter III. How Much is That Kim in the Window?”

Suddenly there was a scream of rage and Kim-45 appeared, snarling and throwing her naked body against the bars while trying to grab Monique. In shock, Monique staggered backwards against Tara and stepped on the blonde girl’s foot with all her weight. When Tara cried out in pain, Kim-45 immediately stopped clawing the air and dropped her arms. She stood there against the bars with a confused look on her face for several seconds, then went into a rage again.

“That was weird,” Bonnie said. “What just happened?”

“It was the behavior inhibitor,” Kim responded. “Hearing Tara in pain shut her down temporarily, even though she didn’t directly cause it.”

“You’re right,” Bonnie said thoughtfully. “They are different from the old clones.”

Tara hadn’t seen the earlier Kimclones in person, just on the TV show, and she marvelled at how much this one resembled Kim. Of course, her hair was a mess, but you wouldn’t expect a mindless clone to worry about personal grooming. “She looks like she just stepped out of the shower.”

“Maybe she did. The automatic hosedown happens several times a day.”

The clone was still trying to grab someone, and made inarticulate sounds of rage over the fact that she could not reach. “Hold her arms,” Kim said. “I’ll take one wrist and you get the other. Now.”

Kim and Bonnie each latched onto one of K45’s wrists. Needless to say, this upset her even more, and she struggled to get her hands free, making sounds of intermixed anger and distress. But they managed to hold onto to her and she eventually quit fighting so hard, finally getting it through her almost empty head that she was wasting her time. She continued to snarl at them and made periodic attempts to break free, but for the most part she was quiescent.

Kim spoke to the clone in a soothing voice. “That’s better, baby girl. No one is going to hurt you. Monique, take this arm.” After the other girl did so, she said, “Ease off, you’re pulling her against the bars too hard. We don’t want to hurt her.”

Kim approached the cell slowly, again making calming sounds. The clone again tried to get her hands free and went into another frenzy of growling. Kim reached through the bars and stroked her gently on the neck. K45 tried to bite, but of course could not reach her own neck. Kim continued caressing her neck, getting her used to the idea of being touched. Then she started running her hands slowly and gently all over the clone’s naked body, gradually working her way into the intimate areas.

K45 appeared to be confused by these strange new sensations, but the sounds she was making were no longer angry in nature. Kim softly spoke to her again. “You like that, don’t you? Tara, come and take over. Just feel her up all over. But don’t make any sudden movements. Take it slow and gentle.”

Tara cautiously approached the cell and started handling K45 as the real Kim had done. She also continued the calming sweet talk, telling K45 what a good girl she was and so on. The clone was shaking a little as Tara gently squeezed the tits and stroked the nipples. Now K45 was making sounds more like a normal girl under the same stimulation.

K45 was not trying to get her hands free any more, concentrating more on the feelings going through her body. Kim slowly took the hand Bonnie was holding and placed it on Bonnie’s tit, closing the clone’s fingers around it. K45 seemed to like touching it, as her little sounds of pleasure increased. Taking Kim’s lead, Monique did the same with the hand she was holding, placing it on her own tit. Kim took off her top and bra, then transferred the hand on Bonnie to her own bare tit. K45’s eyes were closed now and she was breathing harder, making her seem even more like a normal girl.

By now Bonnie was topless too, so she took K45’s other hand away from Monique and pressed it on her tit. She manipulated the fingers to brush her nipples.

Monique stuck her face though the bars and started sucking K45’s tits, causing the clone to moan and rest her chin on one of the crossbars. Tara began rubbing her pussy, making the moaning louder. K45’s body started to writhe, and she opened her legs wider.

“Wow, that was handy,” Tara said. “I was wondering how I would get her legs open. I think I’ll lick her now. You said she was clean, right?”

“Sure. Do her. But if you finger her too, be careful of her cherry.”

Tara looked at Kim in surprise. “Does that really matter? I mean, it’s not as if she is saving herself for some guy. She doesn’t even know she has a cherry.”

“Just remember that she’s fully intact. She hasn’t ridden horses or bicycles and she hasn’t diddled herself. She’s like an 50s-style Ozzie and Harriet virgin who hasn’t done anything. It might hurt if you break her, or at least make her uncomfortable. It might distract her from sex and we could wind up fighting her again.”

“Good point. I’ll be careful.” Tara gently spread K45 open and made a tentative lick, then analyzed the taste. Just like Kim, she thought. Well, duh, Tara, she IS Kim. She started licking in earnest. With one hand she gently probed into the pussy. With the other, she unzipped her jeans, pushed her hand into her panties, and started playing with herself.

By now the other girls were diddling themselves as well, while still stimulating K45. The clone was now moaning nonstop and thrashing her head around, totally oblivious to anything other than the sensations flowing through her. Tara was licking and fingering her, Monique was sucking her tits, Bonnie was squeezing her hand between her own tits, Kim was rubbing K45’s other hand against her pussy.

“Wow,” Bonnie panted. “She’s really enjoying it.”

“Well, it is her first time. It’s kind of overwhelming for her.”

They continued on like that for several minutes. “I think she’s gonna cum,” Kim said. “Let’s try to cum with her.” Kim put K45’s hand on her shoulder, to avoid dropping it and walked up her arm to the bars. She put her own arm around her duplicate’s back in case she collapsed after cumming. Then she did herself feverishly.

Everyone came pretty close together, including K45, who screamed from the force of it. Her body spasmed several times. Then she started crying. Sure enough, she went limp and would have fallen down if Kim had not been holding her. After recovering from their own orgasms, the girls reached through the bars and eased K45 down to the floor, handing her off to each other at the crossbars.

The clone continued crying for a minute or two and then fell asleep.

“Is she okay?” Monique asked.

“Sure. They always do this the first time. It’s just a little intense to cum when you don’t even know what sex is.”

One of K45’s feet was sticking out of the bars. Kim pushed it back inside and then closed the outer door.

“That was fun,” Tara said. “Are we going to try a Bonnie now? After we rest a little?”

“I have no problem with it,” Bonnie said. “It’ll be a little weirder for me, but if Kim can handle it, so can I.”

“Okay, we can do a B-model,” Kim said, “but not one of these. This time we’re going through the other door so we can walk on the wild side.”

“Having sex with clones isn’t wild enough?”

to be continued…

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