(3) Bovine Bones Breeding

At the Ministry, Amelia was struggling to fit into her new uniform of a string bikini. She'd never expected Fudge to be so underhanded. A wager over a Duel, and he'd neglected to mention his opponent was contractually incapable of harming him, and he was the winner twice over. Her abundant curves were eye-catching, her body a singinging endorsement of fertility. But she had none! No children.

Not for lack of trying too. Which was the reason for the vial on her table. Supposedly guaranteed pregnancy in a bottle, she was looking forward to going home and blowing her House Elves, then getting bred.

The potion tasted wrong... then she got dizzy.

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"Mooooo!" Amelia groaned as her House Elves used her. While one was thrusting nearly two feet of Elven dong into her welcoming cunt, two more were climbing all over her massive udders, running their hard cocks against the massive titmeat.

Her bikini didn't fit her new curves, and her House Elves preferred her naked, the state such a slut belongs in.

More cum was pumped into her and sprayed all over. She was getting plumper and more obviously pregnant. She was happy so many Elves in the Bones Family to breed her.

WHAT NEXT?

• OPTION 1- Breakfast at Hogwarts (Piss, Smegma, and Jizz)
• OPTION 2- Hermione and Ginny, the Last Witches of Hogwarts (For now?)
• OPTION 3- What's Daisy doing?
• OPTION X- Open to Suggestions