Molly's Grandbaby Potions: The Twins
mc; drug; mf; MF; Mg; m+f; Mdom; oral; tf; preg
Angelina Johnson was the first to feel a Weasley cock inside her of the Gryffindor chasers. She hadn't known it was going to happen, though she should have, given how wet her pussy had become with the twins touching her, just like they were touching Alicia and Katie. George had his hands on their naked pussies, even as Fred took her naked body, whispering sweet nothings in her ears.
She'd seen what happened to the girls who had arrived before her at the Burrow, as she'd joined the Weasley Family for dinner. It was hard not to, as all the girls and boys at the table had been naked. It was with Ron and Hermione that she'd first realized exactly why Mrs. Weasley had stripped her children. He'd pulled out of her, leaving a spattering of his seed on her belly when he'd been called in for dinner. Then first Penny had come down the stairs with Percy's seed barely leaking from her, and then Ginny had followed, leaning on Harry as Harry's seed dripped from her. The Gryffindor Seeker had put torrents of his seed inside her.
While she was eating, her body started to get more and more aroused. By the time that she'd finished, there was a literal puddle between her legs. When Fred had touched her she came, hard. Whatever had been done to her, it had left her as an aroused and ready body. After he'd pushed her down on the sofa, and licked her pussy, he'd declared her "the sweetest dark chocolate in the land."
And now her dark chocolate was being filled by his hard cock for the first time. She hadn't intended on it happening to her, even as late as when his cock touched her pussy. Angelina couldn't stop it though. And as he began to thrust inside her, she didn't want it too. Suddenly a thought that she'd never had before popped into her mind. She wanted to have a Weasley baby. It didn't mater if it was Fred or George's. Her body was supposed to have babies. She was a Weasley's girl now, fertile and willing. Her prior intent was gone, lost before the hearth of the family.
She came hard, as Fred filled her fertile body with his seed, welcoming his baby into her womb. Her cry for his baby was echoed above her in the Burrow, in both Ginny's and Percy's room. If it wasn't for the distance, she would have heard Hermione's cry in Crawley too, as the Weasley boys filled their girls for the first time after dinner.
Alicia Spinnett lay on the love seat, George between her legs, licking what he called "the finest milk chocolate ever produced." She'd watched as Angelina had lost her virginity to Fred, and had known hers wasn't far behind. Angelina had collapsed into sleep right after Fred pulled out of her, his cock's milk leaking out of her dark chocolate pussy. That was when George turned from his caressing of both her and Katie to focus on her.
She'd been pushed down onto the love seat, and had almost immediately begun gasping with pleasure as George had replaced his hand on her pussy with his mouth, licking up the spring which had grown between her legs since dinner.
Before she'd arrived at the Burrow, Alicia had not wanted to have children. Quidditch was her life, and babies ended Quidditch careers. She didn't mind getting naked, as it showed off her fit milk chocolate body, proclaiming how well she'd trained as a chaser, but as she sat beside George at dinner, she'd started to get aroused, really aroused, for the first time. By the time dinner was over, her wetness had left a puddle between her legs that had grown big enough to drip off the bench.
Then she'd stood to one side of George and watched Fred take Angelina's virginity. The pleasure on her fellow chaser's face had been infectious, and she'd actually come as Fred made his last deep thrust inside her friend. It had helped that George's fingers were thrusting into her and Katie's pussy as they watched. She figured both of them were primed for the twins.
Alicia pulled George up her body, welcoming his cock at the opening of her pussy. "Put a baby in me," she said. Only as the words passed her lips did she realize how much she wanted a baby inside her. As George's cock started to fill her pussy, she gasped with pleasure. She was a Weasley girl now. She wanted, she needed, to feel a baby growing in her womb, and George was going to give it to her, as he thrust deeper into her body.
George was agonizingly slow, thrusting into her as if he was trying to match some external rhythm instead of Alicia's desire for him to go faster. But still, each thrust drove her higher, made her want to have George's seed, George's baby, inside her more. When finally the peak came, she cried out with Katie, feeling George's seed fill her fertile womb.
He pulled out, and Alicia was barely able to smile her thanks before the exhaustion of her first breeding sent her into sleep.
Katie Bell watched as Fred pulled out of Angelina. Somehow she knew he'd be her first. The moment she'd arrived at the Burrow, she knew what was going to happen to her. Once she'd agreed to take off her clothes, it had been inevitable. She'd sat between Fred and George at dinner, and the puddle that she'd left behind was bigger than either of the other girls.
Now, as George shifted away from her with Alicia, ending his stimulation of her pussy while they watched Angelina loose her virginity, she really wanted a cock inside her. Fred started to kneel as he reached her, but Katie couldn't wait for his still hard cock, covered with his and Angelina's juices to enter her. She pulled him close, hugging his body tight against hers. His hard cock was an iron rod still, against her belly. "Take me, Fred," she whispered in his ear.
"I guess I don't get to taste white chocolate first," Fred said as he pushed her down onto the chair, which reclined to fit them both. He guided his cock into her wet virgin pussy.
Fred's cock filled Katie's pussy, and suddenly she wasn't just thinking about sex. The thought of having a baby had been the furthest from her mind when she had woke up in the morning. Even when she was watching Fred put Angelina in the puddling club, hearing her cry for his baby, she had not thought about it happening to her. Now she wanted it. Now she had to feel Fred filling her womb with his seed. She had to feel her belly swell.
He was taking her slowly, because she was his second, and she relished the feeling as he brought her over the top again and again. However, Katie wanted his seed in her fertile womb. She withered beneath him, begging for it. And then it came, his cock pulsing inside her as a jet of his seed filled her pussy and was swiftly welcomed into her womb. She cried out with Alicia, as her last bit of energy flowed into her climax.
Molly Weasley watched as her twin sons took the three chasers. Her own panties were quite wet, as memories of her first time in front of the Burrow's hearth echoed. She'd been about to enter her sixth year when Arthur had put Bill in her in that very room. There hadn't been any furniture, in the semi-abandoned Burrow at the time, so she had lost her virginity on the floor as she became a Weasley girl.
"So, how many of our children are about to become parents?" Arthur asked, as he slid up behind her.
She hadn't realized that her husband had arrived home yet. His hand slipped under her skirt to feel her wet panties as she replied, "I'm still trying to figure out how to get Bill and Charlie, but the others are on their way now. In fact, if I read the spells right, I might have overdone some of the preparation. I'm pretty sure that Harry was a bit overdosed. I didn't realize he was that small, and don't think he eats enough at the Dursley's."
"Well, judging from what I heard as I arrived, our daughter appears to be enjoying the results," Arthur said. "The question is, how much will she be enjoying holding in a few months?"
"Our daughter looks to be giving us both a grandson and granddaughter," Molly said, as Arthur pushed aside her panties. "Ron put triplets in Hermione, two girls, one boy, I think. He's spending the night at her house. And poor Penny looks to be having quads, all boys."
"Oh you did overdo it a bit, Mollywobbles," Arthur said, his hand playing with Molly's pussy. "I think I'll have to punish you by giving you a set of quints while you're becoming a grandmother."
Molly felt her panties drop and knew that her husband was taking control again. Her body, fattened and distorted by six pregnancies and seven children, responded to his orders again. She knew he could do it. He'd told her she was going to have twins next, after she'd misbehaved, flirting with Perkins, following Percy's birth. That was when she'd taken the matriarch's figure, instead of returning to the same lithe figure she'd had at sixteen. "Please don't, Arthur," she pleaded.
"Maybe not quints," Arthur said, stripping her of her dress. "But you didn't tell me that you were ready to do this, and you have overdone it with at least three of our children. So I'm going to have to punish you. And remember, I can control every bit of your body, if I want to, my little moll."
"Yes, Master," Molly gasp, as Arthur hugged his body up tight against her. She was his body and soul again. She felt herself changing, her pounds melting off her body. She had to look up at Arthur now, as she became young and tight, the way he always made her before he put her in the pudding club again. He picked her up, as she felt even her breasts start to shrink. Deep in her mind, a thought often suppressed echoed, she never should have tried a love potion on a Weasley.
By the time Arthur plunged his cock into her pussy on their bed, Molly was a flat chested girl, younger than her daughter, losing her virginity to him again. By morning, she'd be back to the way she had been, mostly, as Arthur could only hold that much change for a few hours. Though Molly knew that he'd be starting on the more gradual change of her body. She hoped he'd leave her with a little development to go with how many babies he decided to put in her in the end. She hoped it wouldn't be quints.
It was George's turn to fill Angelina with his cock. As far as the twins were concerned, there were no Johnsons, Spinnets, or Bells at the Burrow any more. It was Angelina Weasley who was sandwiched between him and Fred. Both Alicia and Katie were asleep following their first times, but Angelina had woke, just as he and Fred found themselves ready to take a girl again.
Neither he, nor Fred knew how they'd managed to suddenly be able to get all the way with their girls. They didn't really care. They just wanted to put their cocks in their girls, and damn the consequences. If the girls got pregnant, they were Weasleys, that was supposed to happen early and often, according to their father, before he when on about some muggle thing called a voting machine.
They made love to Angelina, sandwiching her between them as their cocks filled both her holes. There was no stopping, not until Angelina was insensate from pleasure, and another load of twin seed decorated her insides.
They did Alicia and Katie the same way, before all five of them fell asleep on the Weasley Hearth. Their seed leaked onto the hearth, and they, in turn, were gifted by the hearth. Power pulsed inside the Weasley girl's wombs, the gift of the hearth and land ensuring that the fraternal twins conceived in their wombs that night would be powerful witches and wizards.
Arthur pulled out of his once again small wife. It wouldn't be long before she reverted to his Mollywobbles. Sometimes he regretted letting her mature, but she needed to be able to take care of all of his children. He was going to make her loose some weight, though. He liked it when Molly's baby swollen belly had bulged out from her otherwise thin frame. He'd kept her leaking his seed from her pussy through most of her pregnancies.
After Ginny, he'd stopped trying to keep her that way, as the healer had said she needed to recover. He'd kind of got used to the fuller figure of his Mollywobbles after that, and it was darn hard to justify raising the rents. Fortunately, he had a justification now. After Ron had told him about what the Malfoy heir had said about his family, he'd tripled the rent on the Manor that the Malfoys lived in. It was too bad that the Malfoys would never know that the Weasleys were the actual owners of their manor.
Molly's belly glowed a nice rose hue from the spell Arthur cast. He'd done exactly what he had promised to do. Ginny was going to get the little sisters she wanted, and he'd finished the promise he'd found out that Molly was using a love potion to get his attention. The five baby girls he'd just fathered in his wife would bring her right up to a dozen.
Before he returned to his wife's side, he cast a summons. His second son was needed to take his place and turn next.
Then he slid back into bed, beside his growing wife. While he loved to feel his cock inside a tight little girl, when it came to cuddling afterwards, he loved to feel his Mollywobbles' ample breasts afterwards, just as much.
Molly looked in at her twin sons entwined with their three girls on the Weasley Hearth. Seed leaked from each naked girl. She'd cast the spell, and figured that each of the girls were having a boy and a girl. It was a good thing that the hearth could be as comfortable as a firm bed to sleep on. She knew that from personal experience. Bill and Charlie had both been conceived there.
"Time to get up boys," she said, waking them. "You've got chores before breakfast."
As her naked twins separated themselves from their still sleeping girls, Molly went back into the kitchen to start breakfast. Everyone would want a big one, especially after all the night time activity in their beds. She was surprised to find Arthur and Charlie sitting at the table, sipping their morning tea.
"I'll make sure the circle is ready for you, this afternoon," Arthur said to his son. "Morning Molly."
"Good morning, Mum," Charlie said.
"When did you get in? I thought you were stuck at the Preserve?" Molly asked her son.
"Dad summoned me, so they had to let me go," Charlie said, as Molly began to make breakfast "Are you sure that circle will work, though, Dad? Dora's been really good at stopping me from putting her in the pudding club. She may like danger, she is trying to become an auror after all, but not when it comes to risking pregnancy and pregnancy metamorphic lock."
"So, have you decided how she's going to be locked?" Arthur asked.
"Oh yes," Charlie said, as the sound of his sister's climax echoed through the Burrow. "Ginny's a loud one, isn't she?"
