Emboldened by the success he had been having, Peter had gone against his cautious instincts and had sought out the Lovegood females again a few times in the next week. As tempting as using their bodies again had been, he had used these quick visits to gauge how effective his Memory Modification Charm had been. Questioning them under the Imperius Curse, he was relieved to learn that it seemed to have been a total success. Mother and daughter, while confused about where the sudden love of anal stimulation had come from, were embracing these new urges, their swimming sessions having taken on a new incestuous sexual dimension.
Peter was also glad to learn that his plan to lure Ginny to a sleepover seemed to be working. While Molly was as ever reluctant to let her little girl out of her sight, Pandora had been able to slowly wear away at her resistance. If everything progressed smoothly, Peter would be able to feast on the little cock tease’s alluring body before too long.
Of course, this development also presented certain challenges, one of which was the presence of Xenophilius Lovegood, Luna’s father. His routine, while irregular due to his work as a researcher, would almost certainly keep him at home for the proposed period of the sleepover. Although Peter could keep him Stunned or Charmed without too much trouble, modifying his memory would be a problem as Peter would need to create memories from scratch to cover an extended period and any gaps in the new narrative could destroy the whole illusion.
The presence of Ginny herself was another challenge, as it was yet another person he would need to keep under his control. His previous trick of using one person to control another wouldn’t work as the young girls didn’t possess wands or the magical ability to use the curse and he was extremely nervous about having two adults armed with wands around him.
Last time he had been cautious, not wanting to risk too much by trying to control two people at the same time with the Imperius Curse. But he was aware of the fact that the best solution to the challenges that he faced was using the curse on everyone that would be in the house. This way he would be able to distract Xenophilius by having him do what he normally did in the course of a normal day, which would make the memory modification much easier. He would also be able to shield himself with his other puppets if he somehow lost control over one of them.
It was very risky, so he decided that he would need to do a trial run first and for this he was of the opinion that the Lovegoods would be the perfect guinea pigs. He had learnt during these quick visits, to his shock, that the Lovegoods had placed no wards on their home, rendering the residence completely open to anyone wanting to enter. He could not understand how people could be so blasé over security less than a decade after the horrors of the war, but he wasn’t about to complain as it made his life much easier.
A few nights later, Peter was standing in the Lovegoods’ living room, the family asleep on their backs on the floor in front of him. After all of the other peculiarities that he had discovered about the family so far, it probably should not have surprised him that the family slept in the nude. Having accessed the house with no trouble, he had simply charmed them into a very deep sleep and had then levitated their bodies from their beds to the living room. Both of the adult Lovegoods’ wands were safely within his possession.
He had taken steps to ensure that he wouldn’t be disturbed tonight. His wards, while temporary, would keep anyone out of the residence long enough to give him ample time to flee. Though judging from what he had learnt from Pandora, the chances of him being interrupted were quite slim.
Softly flickering candlelight illuminated the nude family. As always, Luna was a mesmerising beauty; the slight movement of her tiny light pink nipples as she breathed and the inviting hairless slit between her slightly spread legs causing Peter’s lust to grow and his cock to stiffen inside his trousers. Lying next to her, Pandora’s more mature body was delightful enough, her modest breasts and darker nipples softly moving with respiration and her dark blond pubic curls offering a warm haven for his dick, but she was at best an appetiser to him. Next to her lay Xenophilius, whose tall body with its slim build, long white hair, silvery patch of pubic curls and average sized cock held no sexual interest for Peter.
Aiming Percy’s borrowed wand at the naked man, Peter released the sleeping charm and then incanted, “Imperio.” As the curse took hold, Xenophilius’s blue eyes opened while his body stayed relaxed. Non-verbally Peter ordered him to go to one of the room’s windows and stroke the glass with one finger from both hands. A pointless task, but it served its purpose as a test of Peter’s control. Satisfied that the man was doing as he had been ordered, Peter next aimed the wand at Luna, repeating the same procedure that he had done with her father. With her silvery eyes open, she did as he mentally instructed, standing up and then jumping on one leg on the same spot.
With baited breath Peter studied his puppets, wand at the ready, almost distracted by the alluring motion of the girl’s immature slit as she hopped up and down. Seeing no obvious deviation from their assigned routines, Peter changed their instructions. Xenophilius walked to another window and started to stroke the glass with all five fingers from only his left hand, while his daughter did five hops per leg, alternating legs after each set. After a few moments of this, Peter sighed in relief. So far everything was going according to plan.
But the real test was still to come. Repeating the same procedure as with her husband and daughter, he soon also had Pandora under his control, her silvery eyes with a hint of blue fully open as she moved to carry out his mental commands. Standing at the window where her husband had been at first, she started to do repetitions of bending forwards at the waist and then straightening her back again.
Peter was almost giddy with pleasure, his plan working flawlessly as he watched the Lovegoods follow his commands with total obedience. But he couldn’t relax just yet. Taking a few moments to collect himself, focusing on the magic that linked their minds to his, he gave an order to all three simultaneously. If he could manage this, then he almost certainly would be able to manage during the sleepover.
Time seemed to slow down dramatically as he anxiously waited, watching as all three Lovegoods moved their right arms. With three resounding smacks, they slapped their right buttocks with their open palms, all without interrupting their assigned routines. He was very impressed by the athletic ability shown by Luna, who had managed to perfectly land her palm on her tight ass cheek even as she hopped up and down.
Peter smiled, his watery eyes brimming with satisfaction, the intoxicating feeling of absolute control flooding his soul. It was to make his puppets dance to his tune.
Peter stood naked, having used a spell to remove his clothes, as for the first time during his adventures he felt relatively secure with his wards in place. The Lovegoods’ wands were safely hidden behind a ward in another room, leaving him with the only available wand. His puppets stood motionless, their bodies left defenceless with their minds under his control.
Deciding to start the evening’s activities, he gave them their commands. Sweet young Luna laid down on her back, spreading open her slim legs. She used her small hands to open her immature flower, the light pink insides and her winking starfish below briefly visible to Peter before her father’s white haired head blocked his view. The girl gasped as she felt her father’s tongue lathering her sex with long soft strokes. Peter had decided that it was only proper for a father to prepare his daughter for her fucking.
Meanwhile, Pandora had gotten to her knees in front of Peter and taken his flaccid short penis into her invitingly warm and moist mouth, her soft hands busy fondling his hairy testicles. As before, he enjoyed her oral skills: her agile tongue stroking around his purple head and assaulting his fraenulum, her cheeks collapsing inwards as she created a strong vacuum in her efforts to pleasure him. He moaned with delight, even as his eyes were locked onto Luna’s small body which was arching in bliss as her father licked her cunt, forcing her body ever closer to orgasm.
The beautiful vision before his eyes and the pleasure from his cock were also bringing him closer to his release, but he was determined to deposit his seed inside a more fitting orifice. Having Pandora move away from his cock and testicles, he made his way over to the little girl, his aching prick bobbing with his pulse. Denying Luna her orgasm as he made her father move away with a mental command to keep himself busy with his research, he non-verbally commanded the girl to assume his favourite position. She got onto her flat chest and knees, her hands reaching back to spread open her tight labia in complete submission. He settled behind her on his knees, rubbing his penis against her soft thighs and spread lips, leaving trails of clear fluid behind.
Taking hold of her boyish hips, even though it was a bit awkward with his right hand still holding Percy’s wand, he forced his penis in between her spread nether lips, drawing a moan from his throat and a gasp form her mouth. As was to be expected, she was deliciously tight, even though she was no longer a virgin, with Peter having to gradually force his cock ever further up her birth channel, her walls milking him with his every movement. Her father’s ministrations had done wonders for the girl, as the pleasure from before and Peter’s further commands had turned her into an active participant, her hips slamming back against his as she fucked herself on the invading shaft, seeking the orgasm she had been denied, her clit throbbing with need.
Wanting to take things up a notch, Peter had Pandora take her place behind him, her hands spreading open his hairy buttocks to grant her tongue access to his arsehole. He started to moan ever louder as her nimble taste organ speared in and out of his backdoor, the tip making his nerves burn with pleasure as she licked his rectal walls, her obedience total even as the foul taste made her face scrunch up.
The twin assaults were driving him ever closer to his release, but as he needed to maintain focus on the three connections with which he controlled his puppets, he was unable to stop some of his pleasure filtering through the connection, which in turn caused his puppets’ pleasure to spike. Luna’s inner walls clenched around his cock as her own moans got louder, while Pandora’s thighs started to become covered in her own arousal. Her husband’s cock grew stiff as he sat on the chair, even while he was so focused on his research – per Peter’s commands – that he was completely oblivious to what was happening around him.
Burying himself to the hilt inside of the girl, Peter moaned in ecstasy as the orgasm broke over him like a wave, drowning him in pleasure as his cock jerked again and again inside of the immature vagina. Luna’s unripe uterus was soon flooded with another helping of his baby batter. Luckily for her, the pleasure she had gotten through the connection had been enough to make her own orgasm crash over her, her mouth opened in a wordless cry as she felt the warmth flooding her insides.
Peter sat relaxed on a chair, his groin sticky with fluids as he waited for his penis to recover from the intense fucking. On the other side of the room sat Xenophilius, busy writing notes as he read through stacks of books and papers, his mind completely focused on his research. Between the two men lay the Lovegood females, their nude forms writhing in pleasure as they engaged in incestuous lesbian cunnilingus and anal stimulation, under Peter’s mental direction.
Pandora lay on her back, her modest breasts squeezed against her torso by her daughter’s lithe body which lay on top of them. Luna held her mother’s furred labia open with the fingers from one hand, the girl’s tongue agilely licking the mature cunt and erect clit as she speared a finger from her other hand in and out of the older woman’s pink anus. These activities were mirrored by her mother, with Luna’s hairless petals held open by her mother so that the older woman’s tongue could lather her daughter’s immature sex and tiny clit with saliva. The girl’s tight sphincter was intermittently forced opened by a digit being shoved in to the knuckle. As Luna’s womb had been filled with a creamy stuffing, every now and then Pandora got a taste of Peter’s bitter semen while she was pleasuring her daughter.
As erotic as watching mother and daughter fuck each other was, Peter’s eyes were locked onto the girl’s pink rosette as it was fingered by her mother. A fine layer of sweat was forming on their smooth skins as they fingered and licked each other towards the heights of ecstasy. Their moans, while muffled as they ate each other out, increased in volume as their pleasure spiked.
Feeling his penis start to stiffen again, his desire for the girl’s tight rectum making his nerves tingle, Peter stood up from the chair and moved towards the girl. As he went, he used Percy’s wand to coat his cock with a thin layer of magic, protecting it in preparation for anal penetration. Pandora responded to his mental command and removed her finger from her little girl’s rectum, leaving the pink ring of muscle invitingly spread. Sinking to his knees behind Luna, he immediately forced his purple cockhead through the ring of muscle, making the girl groan with discomfort and him with pleasure.
Her tight rectum forced him to take his time in filling it with his penis, but while the pressure on his invading shaft was still exquisite, it wasn’t as constricting as it had been when he had last taken her arse. It seemed that his ploy at introducing the mother and daughter to anal stimulation had proven fruitful in ways he hadn’t anticipated, as he was now better able to bugger the girl and, while she was still in discomfort, she was feeling some pleasure from her anus being so grossly defiled, especially as her mother still continued to pleasure her immature cunt and clit.
As the mother-daughter duo continued their incestuous sapphic performance, their moans were dampened as they buried their faces in each other’s twats, but Peter had a better use in mind for Pandora’s tongue. Obeying his mental commands, the woman started to lick his hairy scrotum as he buggered her little girl, her tongue replaced by a digit sawing in and out of the girl’s cunt.
Moaning as pleasure once again started to dance up his nerves like a spreading wildfire, Peter sped up the motion of his hips, his aching cock resolutely filling the little girl’s guts. Like the females, his skin was starting to become covered in a fine sheen of sweat, while his mounting pleasure was again filtering through the three open mental connections that he maintained.
Luna was the first to come undone, her cunt clenching down on her mother’s finger. Her anus constricted around Peter’s invading shaft as the orgasm tore through her body, setting her nerves alight and making her scream her moan into her mother’s sex. The added tightness around his cock tipped him over into orgasm. Stream after stream of ejaculate flooded the girl’s bowels as he let his own orgasmic moans rip, his soul basking in the exquisite pleasure that fucking the little girl had created. Pandora was the last to orgasm, her daughter’s oral ministrations combined with the pleasure radiating from Peter’s mind enough to make her own nerves dance with fire as the pleasure rampaged through her body, her moans filling the air unhindered.
Slipping out of the little girl, leaving her anus gaping with small streams of pearly semen leaking out of her bowels, Peter had Luna roll off of her mother, her exhausted drenched nude body coming to a rest next to Pandora. Feeling the familiar urge starting in his bladder, he relaxed and grinned as the acrid stream of his urine burst from his urethra and arched onto the girl’s skin. Directing the stream with one hand on his wilted penis, he made sure to baptise her slit, light pink nipples and silvery blond hair with his piss, delighting in how powerful the degrading act made him feel.
Feeling that Xenophilius might also have a full bladder after working so hard, he made the man leave his work and walk over to his wife. With Peter’s commands keeping her relaxed, said wife offered no resistance as her husband aimed his flaccid prick at her body and soon drenched her with his piss, leaving her in a similar state to that of her daughter.
Becoming aware of how dry his throat was, Peter conjured a glass of water for himself. Sighing in relief after he had consumed the liquid, he thought that his puppets may also be quite thirsty. Some of them might also be struggling with full bladders, so he thought he would kill two birds with one stone.
Settling back on the chair, he conjured a glass for each of the Lovegood females, giggling as they followed his mental commands and squatted over the created objects. They soon filled the glasses with the arching streams of piss that erupted from above their cunts. When they had filled their glasses, they exchanged them with each other and were soon chugging down the bitter fluid, their faces scrunching up at the taste as their stomachs churned. Meanwhile, under Peter’s mental direction, Xenophilius laid down at his daughter’s spread feet and waited as Luna moved to a squatting position over his face. Carrying out his instructions, he started to force his tongue as deeply as he could into her defiled cunt and arsehole, thirsty for the bitter semen that Peter had deposited inside.
Laughing uproariously at the perverse show his puppets were putting on, Peter was left quite content.
Leaving the Lovegood residence, Peter made his way back to the Burrow. He had left the Lovegoods where he had found them: deeply asleep with their memories modified, their bodies cleansed and refreshed with magic, even their wands had been returned to them. As Xenophilius had been such a sporting chap tonight, he had left Pandora with an increased sexual drive and decreased inhibitions. Nothing too drastic, but he thought old Xeno might enjoy it. For his favourite pair of incestuous lesbians, he had left a memory of them deciding to indulge in vaginal stimulation, which should cover why Luna would have a sore cunt in the morning.
Purely out of interest, he had looked at what Xenophilius had been researching while he was satisfying himself with his daughter’s tight holes. It was strange stuff, some nonsense about Heliopaths and a Crumpled... something. Shaking his head at how ever more peculiar the Lovegoods became as he spent further time with them, he hastened his pace, his soul hungering to fuck little Ginny every way he could.
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