Harry Leaves Them to Enjoy the Room

"Have fun girls." Harry grinned "I'll be back in a hour." He left the room as the tentacles grab the girls.

The tentacles, now seemingly in a frenzy, turned their attention to their mouths. Hermione and Luna were suddenly **** to accommodate the thick, slimy appendages, which slid between their lips and down their throats, stretching them wide open. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of discomfort and excitement as they both struggled to breathe around the intrusion. The tentacles tasted faintly of salt and the sea, a strange but not entirely unpleasant flavor that only added to the intensity of the situation.

As they were mouth-fucked, the tentacles inside their pussies and asses never ceased their relentless pace. The two friends' eyes met in the mirror once more, both filled with a mix of shock and lust. The sight of each other's stretched, bound bodies only served to heighten their arousal, their tongues dancing around the invaders as drool slipped down their chins.

The tentacles in their pussies swelled, the suckers inside them pulsing in unison with the ones in their mouths. Hermione felt her body tighten, her walls clamping down around the intruder as she struggled not to gag, her eyes watering from the intense sensation. Luna's moans grew louder as she too was pushed to her limits, her throat constricting around the thick appendage that filled her mouth.

But the tentacles had one more trick up their... or rather, down their sleeves. Two of them detached from their previous tasks and slithered up the girls' bodies, wrapping around their large, bouncing breasts. The suckers latched onto their nipples, drawing them out into stiff peaks, and began to squeeze and massage their sensitive flesh. The feeling was exquisite, sending sparks of pleasure directly to their swollen clits.

Hermione's eyes went wide with surprise as she felt the tentacle tighten around her breast, the suckers pulling and tugging at her nipple. It was as if the creature had discovered a new plaything, and she couldn't help but arch her back, pushing more of herself into the embrace of the slithering appendage. Luna's eyes remained on Hermione, watching her reaction in the mirror with a mix of envy and excitement. She had felt the same sensation before, and she knew exactly what was coming next.

The tentacle in Hermione's mouth grew thicker, its girth increasing as it pumped in and out of her, filling her throat and making her gag. But she didn't pull away; instead, she leaned into it, her tongue wrapping around the shaft as she attempted to give it the same attention she had seen Luna give to Harry's cock earlier. The tentacle responded by pulsing faster, sending ripples of pleasure through her body that only added to the intense sensations from the ones inside her.

Luna's eyes grew glassy with lust as she watched Hermione's tentacle-filled mouth, her own body writhing under the relentless **** of the appendages. Her mind was a haze of pleasure, unable to form coherent thoughts beyond the need for release. The tentacles had them both in a state of pure, animalistic lust, reducing them to nothing but vessels for their own carnality.

Their moans and gasps grew louder, their bodies trembling with the effort to keep up with the tentacles' insatiable hunger. The room was filled with the slick sounds of flesh against flesh, the smell of sex heavy in the air. The tentacles had taken complete control, reducing the girls to mindless creatures of desire. They had been fucked into a state of blissful ignorance, their intellects overwhelmed by the intensity of the sensations that coursed through them.

Hermione felt a pressure building in her chest, her throat straining around the thick tentacle. Her eyes watered uncontrollably as she tried to keep her breath steady, but she was too far gone to care about anything except the pleasure that was threatening to consume her. She could feel the tentacles inside her pussy and ass contracting, as if the creature was preparing to climax with her.

With a sudden, violent jerk, the tentacle in her mouth released a stream of hot, sticky liquid into her throat. Hermione swallowed instinctively, the taste salty and foreign as it coated her tongue. She gagged slightly, but the sensation of being filled so completely was too intense to resist. The tentacle in her ass followed suit, pulsing and releasing its own load deep inside her.

The pressure in the room grew, the very air seeming to crackle with sexual tension. The tentacles tightened their grip on the girls, their movements becoming erratic as they approached their own climax. Luna's eyes rolled back in her head as the one in her mouth grew thicker, the suckers on the end pulsing rapidly.

The tentacle in Luna's pussy swelled to an impossible size, the suckers inside her pulsing in a maddening rhythm that sent her over the edge. She screamed, her body convulsing as the tentacle released a torrent of hot liquid deep inside her. The feeling was indescribable, a mix of pain and pleasure that had her toes curling and her nails digging into the bed.

A) An hour Later (Harry frees them)

B) Another girl comes into the room. (Who)

C) Tonks checks on them (she either frees or joins them)

D) Add