Home for the Holiday (The Burrow)

“Oh! I’m so excited!” Mrs. Weasley exclaimed, waving her wand as she tidied up the house. “Everyone is going to be home soon for Christmas, and they’re bringing Harry and Hermione too!”

“Yes, very exciting.” Mr. Weasley responded, perusing the newspaper, “I’m excited to ask Harry about the function of this wand.” Mr. Weasley showed his latest find, a pink, vibrating dildo. “Do you think muggles believe this will give them magic? Cause when I turn this dial it starts to sha—“

“Arthur! For Merlin’s sake, put that away!” Molly scolded. Their magical clock rang and she looked to see that the hands for Ron, Ginny, Fred, and George had all arrived home. Bill’s was still on traveling, probably waiting on Fleur. The door creaked open as Mr. and Mrs. Weasley ran to greet their guests. Their jaw dropped as they saw the forms that their children had taken.

First to walk in was Ron, his arm around Hermione, both of them were naked. Ron’s enormous cock swung around like a pendulum, his enormous balls acting as a cushion. Hermione seemed to have gone through a growth spurt, her tits reached her waist, even as she stood, and her belly matched, but she didn’t seem pregnant, just full of some kind of liquid. Next to saunter in naked were Fred and George. Although their cocks were smaller than Ron’s they still had impressive members hanging between their legs. Behind them was a rope that guided a very jiggly and docile Cho, who crawled in on all fours. Finally, Harry walked in, his cock balls deep into Ginny. With each step, Harry’s enormous balls would bounce and smack Ginny’s ass, her shrieks matching his pace.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley could not find words. They were dumbfounded by the parade of sex that had entered their home. “Wha…what…wha…” Mr. Weasley stammered.

“What is that smell?” Mrs. Weasley breathed. Her eyes became listless as she slowly walked toward Harry. She leaned down and found the source of the smell. Ginny saw her mother and grabbed her head and smashed it into her full pussy. Struggling to breathe, Mrs. Weasley swallowed some of Harry’s cum. When Ginny was satisfied, she released her mother’s head. Mrs. Weasley felt weird. There was a pain in her head as she started to change. Her wrinkles started to disappear, appearing to be half her age in a matter of seconds. She stripped off her clothes to reveal that her body had matched her face, no wrinkles in site. She kept her child bearing hips and enormous breasts, but her waist had shrunk down to express her curves.

“Wow…” Mr. Weasley commented, sporting an obvious hard on.

“Here dad,” Fred said, squirting a glass of Cho’s milk into a glass, “drink this.”

Mr. Weasley was skeptical, but trusted his son and drank the liquid. He felt a sharp pain, but then a warmth in his groin. He unzipped his pants and saw that his balls had grown to the size of cantaloupes…and he knew exactly who to use them on. He grabbed his wife by the shoulders and with his newfound strength, started to plow her. “I thought we were done with kids,” He snarled, his enlarged balls smacking her ass hard, “but I guess we were just getting started.” With each thrust, Mrs. Weasley could feel her husband’s balls swell more and more, ready to release. “Ugh…get ready for more twins Molly!” Mr. Weasley yelled, cumming like a fountain inside of her. Her eyes rolled as she started to inflate, quick to catch up to Hermione and Ginny.

“What is going on ‘ere?” A lofty voice said. It was Fleur, behind her was Bill, who was dumbfounded by the sheer amount of sex happening in front of him. Without warning, George grabbed Fleur and put her mouth to Cho’s tit, forcing her to suck in her liquid. Harry **** Ginny’s tit into Bill’s mouth and **** fed him her milk. Fleur’s pristine, thin figure was a thing of the past as she turned into a chubby, curvy sex goddess. Bill’s balls reached the size of baseballs before he pushed Ginny away.

He started to yell, an unexpected sound for everyone, nonetheless, he started to transform. His jaw jutted out into a snout as dog ears appeared on his head. Fur started to grow all over his body, his dick growing, the knot at the base of it the size of a coconut as his balls grew to proportions into coconut size. Before them was the werewolf Bill, he stomped over to his now curvy wife Fleur and snatched her up. He threw her onto the kitchen table and, like an animal, rammed right into her dripping pussy. Fleur, whose mind was quickly diminishing to that of a simple cow, was enjoying the animalistic passion of her lover. Bill was scared of letting it out when they had sex and never let his werewolf out, but now, she was getting what she wanted. Harder and harder Bill fucked, his knot causing Fleur to shriek with pleasure each time it went in. Bill finally thrusted one more time and pushed his knot in all the way into Fleur’s pussy. He howled as he came in Fleur, his enormous balls draining into the no longer thin woman. Unlike the others though, her belly did not grow. Her hips were the first noticeable thing to swell, they started to become wider and wider as she started to rise as her ass grew. Last came her tits that started to balloon out, milk leaking from her tits. Fleur’s milk started to spray everything and everyone in the room as she orgasmed from the feeling.

“Good to be home for the holidays eh, Ron?” Harry said, unloading his sixth load into Ginny.

“Fuck yeah it is!” Ron responded, finishing up in Hermione once again. “You think we can get Fleur to spread some love at her school?”

Harry looked to Ron and smiled. “I like the way you think mate…I like the way you think.”