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Chapter 8 by CuriouslyWatching CuriouslyWatching

What happens when Harry goes back to the armoire the next night?

Fuck the Dildo

Making it back the armoire the next night, Harry had no idea how powerful the curse had grown and influenced his mind. Opening the doors, he subconsciously locked onto the dildo that Pansy had used to fuck her ass the night before. The only thing Harry could focus on after seeing it was the image of it plundering the depths of her hole and the squelching sound it made as it pushed against the rim of her ass on its way in and out.

Stumbling in a daze, Harry picked up the used dildo and ran his hands along it, stroking the length while imagining it going in and out of various holes. Before he knew it, Harry was bent over on his knees, with his trousers and panties pulled down.

Harry had just enough mind to realize he was casting the lubrication spell on his anus before the bulbous head of the dildo was pushed against his tightly puckered hole with his other hand.

Moaning in pleasure and pain Harry was finally able to push the head of the dildo into himself fully. Barely moving the dildo back and forth he was able to gradually get used to the feeling.

When the fake cock had finally been pushed all the way into his stretched ass, Harry pulled it out with one quick stroke. Gasping against the floor, he marveled at the sensation of the cool air against his gapping hole.

Pushing the cock back in, Harry was in love of the feeling of having his back door filled. Groaning, he kept it up until he hit a particular spot that caused him to gasp in pleasure.

Under the influence of the curse, Harry had **** but to continue to crush his prostate with the same dildo Pansy used. Continuing to gasp and cry out in rapture he tries to hold himself up on the floor as the curse used his own body to increase in strength.

“Nnnngghhh!” Harry groaned as he came, his ass clenching the fake cock like a vice grip. Caused by his own orgasm, the dildo spurted into Harry’s ass, his pleasure multiplied by the effects of the curse.

The end result was that his tongue had lolled out and his green eyes rolled up, be fore he slumped onto the floor. The curse had reached the requirements for the next step, leaving Harry face down and ass up, with a cuming dildo still logged in his hole.

What's the next stage of the curse?

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