Dudley...
Laugh at Harry response
"Oh, you think you can stop me, do you?" Dudley taunts, his cocky grin growing wider as he takes a step closer to her, his erection standing tall and proud. "You and your friends with your sticks and spells?"
Harry couldn't help but smirk at Dudley's theatricality. It was all so absurd, yet she felt a thrill at the idea of playing along. "I might not be a wizard anymore," she retorted, her voice dripping with sweet sarcasm, "but I still have some tricks up my sleeve."
Harry peel open the black wizarding robe to give Dudley a sneak peek at her voluptuous body, the stark contrast between her attire and her newfound sexuality making his cock throb with excitement.


She giggled, "You think you're so powerful with that thing?" Dudley's eyes widened with lust as she stepped closer, her breasts bouncing slightly with every step. Harry squeeze her tits through the robe and touch herself gently. "This is real power."
Dudley groaned, his cock twitching in response to her seductive display. "You think you can fight me off with...with those?" he stammers, his resolve wavering.
"Oh, I know I can," Harry cooed, reaching up to stroke his cock with one hand while the other played with the hem of her robe. "But maybe you can convince me to join you instead."

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