Fleur shows Luna how it works

Luna wraps her thick fingers around her new appendage. The moment her fingers close around the slick rod, she gasps and stiffens, “Bloody thestral-shit, that feels- ohOOohh!”

Ron moves to wrench her arm away, but Ginny catches his shoulder and yanks him back to her clutches, “Oh no you don’t, you’re not gonna be messing up her experiment! You can stay right here, I’ll take good care of you, maybe we’ll even do a little experimenting of our own!”

Ron scowls at his sister, but she heads off his incoming retort by sliding a hand up the back of his - Luna’s shirt. He feels her fingers bunch and something pop, and then cool air draws his attention downward towards his new breasts. Tumbling down his chest, Luna’s unhooked bra floats gently towards his inexplicably bare toes, freeing the gloves of love contained within.

Ron looks back up, but regrets doing so when he sees the satisfied look of superiority in his sister’s eyes. He glances back towards Luna, and gulps as Fleur gracefully straddles his old body purposefully, “Slow your branlette, Luna, you’ll burst ‘afore ze best part!”

Positioned directly above Luna’s vigorous wank, Fleur gently pulls her hands away from her rod. Luna meekly moans with disappointment, and then intakes her breath sharply when Fleur settles herself solidly on her cock. The sensual sounds keep coming as Fleur starts to pick up the pace.

While Fleur graces Luna with her goddesslike body, Ginny holds Ron’s face still, forcing him to watch his body fuck Fleur without him in it. She steps around him so that she’s in his line of sight as well. She digs her thumb under his panty-line and pulls the underwear down to expose his quivering cunt. Smirking at how soaked his panties already are, she hooks a finger into his scooping crack and relishes his wavering moan and the gush of fluid she provoked. As Ron gazes upon his stolen body, she holds him still and roughly fingers his pale puss.