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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Nymphadora_Tonks
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Nymphadora_Tonks
  Additional Tags:
      Metamorphmagus, Metamorphosis, Metamorphmagus_Sex, Seductive_Tonks,
      Underage_Sex, Consensual_Underage_Sex, Book_5:_Harry_Potter_and_the_Order
      of_the_Phoenix, Order_of_the_Phoenix_(Harry_Potter), Canon_Compliant,
      Porn, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Legilimency, Legilimens, Tonks_is
      a_secret_legilimens, No_metamorphosing_rules
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-09 Completed: 2017-11-10 Chapters: 3/3 Words: 1916
****** Tonks' Turn ******
by haveyoutriedguest
Summary
     Tonks helps Harry 'pack' for his departure from Privet Drive.
***** Chapter 1 *****
(BTW the early dialogue is directly from the book)
Tonks and Harry entered his room as she cast around seemingly wondering where
to start the packing. Tonks sighted the mirror and wandered over to it,
examining her reflection. “You know, I don’t think purple’s really my colour,”
she said, “D’you think it makes me look a bit peaky?”
As Harry scrambled for an answer, not wanting to hurt her feelings (in truth he
found her very attractive), she answered her own question. “Yeah, it does,” she
proclaimed and began to screw up her eyes tightly. Harry watched in shock, as
the locks of Tonks' hair changed from deep violet to a bright pink. Tonks,
apparently seeing this as an every-day kind of occurrence, began to fiddle
nonchalantly with the front of her top.
“How did you do that?” asked Harry, amazed. “I’m a Metamorphmagus,” she
replied, still looking at herself in the mirror, “It means I can change my
appearance at will.”
"All of it?" gasped Harry.
"Pretty much," she said, turning. As she did so Harry could not help but notice
that not only her hair had changed. Tonks' figure was noticeably altered. Her
hips were slightly wider and her breasts were now bulging a little from her
rather low-cut top.
"What the others downstairs don't know," she began, breaking through Harry's
somewhat lewd thoughts, "is that I'm also a legilimens." she seemed to have
expected more of a reaction form this.
"A what?" asked Harry, confused.
"You'd probably call it mind-reading," she said with a smirk. Harry flushed a
bright red as he realised what she must have just read in his head.
"You weren't-- were you-- I didn't mean---" stuttered Harry.
"It's not a problem... I quite like it sometimes... with some men." Harry noted
that she used the word men. "It can be useful too," she continued, "it's easy
to get something out of someone if you know what they want to see: some want
the tiny innocent girl..." as she spoke her body shrunk to a slighter frame.
She was still recognisable but her chest had all but vanished and her hips were
narrow. "Some prefer something more familiar..." her hair grew bushier and her
form slightly more developed; Harry was painfully aware that Tonks now bore a
striking resemblance to Hermione. "...Or sometimes they want perfection..." Now
Tonks breasts regained that full quality they had had when she had turned from
the mirror. Her hips widened and, even from this view, Harry could tell her
rear had expanded. harry felt his dick, which had already been excited by
Tonks' performance, strain against his jeans. She giggled slightly and lifted a
hand, caressing his chest.
Tonks pushed Harry backwards, gently onto his bed. He scrambled back towards
the wall eagerly. She smiled widely.
"Tonks..." began Harry
"Ssshhh..." she moaned. Tonks caressed her hips and pushed her arms up her
body, lifting the material of her outer robes with them. She dropped the cloth
to the floor, leaving behind the top and a set of tight breeches. She reached
down and pulled the top over her head leaving only a black bra which could
barely hold in her expanded chest. Tonks slid out of the breeches, kicking off
her shoes, leaving only the underwear: a tiny piece of black cloth, covering
her womanhood. Harry could barely control his breathing as he took in Tonks'
beautiful form; the pale, toned stomach; the long, strong legs; the beautiful,
milky breasts that he so wished were uncovered. As if reading his mind which,
Harry suddenly thought, she probably was, Tonks reached in between her tits and
unclasped the bra. It fell away to reveal a large, full, pale and unfathomably
perfect set of breasts. Her perfectly round nipples were peaked in the slight
cool of the room. As if to try to make Harry orgasm on the spot Tonks reached
down and slid the black underwear down her legs, casting the cloth aside. Her
glistening slit was as hairless as Harry had dreamed it could be.
Tonks knelt down in front of Harry and reached foe his jeans. She unzipped the
front and slid them off like her own. She stared avidly at the tent in Harry's
boxer's and grasped his t-shirt, her eyes unmoving. Having removed all but his
underwear, Tonks slipped a hand into Harry's boxers and grasped his dick. Harry
gasped with indescribable pleasure as Tonks slid her hand over his erection
carefully. She rolled over his skin with her hand and thumbed lightly at the
point of the revealed head, where precum shined invitingly. She slipped off his
boxers and leaned forward, her mouth enveloping his throbbing dick.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Tonks' pink locks bounced as Harry gasped in pleasure. His little sexual
experience had been very strictly limited to the kind of self stimulation he
could get away with in the dead of night. The waves of pleasure that Tonks'
lips, sliding vigorously up and down Harry's length, were pushing through him
was a new world entirely. She worked her tongue around the head of his dick and
Harry's eyes rolled back in unadulterated pleasure.
It stopped. With a pop, Tonks' released his dick and looked up at him. Harry
sighed as the building feeling in him subsided. Her grinning lips were dripping
with saliva and precum. She stood, revealing her body again. With renewed lust,
Harry took in her huge tits, quivering slightly with the movement. He grasped
his member and pumped roughly, desperate to retain this image as a stimulant
for the future. Tonks shook her head, "No, no, no... We're not done yet."
Smiling, she gently guided him towards the headboard of his bed. He sat his
shoulders against the wood and waited. Tonks crawled from his feet upwards.
Harry's eyes were glued to her breasts, swinging as she clambered towards him.
Harry had barely imagined this kind of thing ever happening. Let alone to him.
Once, he had gotten hold of a porn film from Dudley's room, something his
cousin had likely stolen himself. But the women had been an odd, over-tanned
mix of fake tits and loud American voices. Harry had felt very little when
watching the film. What he had learned, however, was what was about to happen.
Tonks reached Harry's crotch again. She raised herself up on her knees and
gripped Harry's thighs with her strong, pale legs. She widened herself over
Harry's dripping dick and sunk down. Harry watched himself disappear inside
Tonks' pussy as his brain exploded. She held back very little. Leaning forward
to stare into Harry's eyes, she began to bounce up and down on Harry's dick.
Harry, remembering something he had seen, leaned forward too; not, however, to
look at Tonks. Harry opened his mouth and buried one of Tonks' breasts in his
mouth. He suckled her nipple wildly as she cried out in shock and pleasure.
With one hand against the wall, she grasped Harry's hair with the other. Harry
slid in and out of the velvet of Tonks' pussy as wave upon wave of pleasure
coursed through the both of them.
Harry flipped to Tonks' other breast. He bit slightly at the teat and she
moaned wonderfully. With Harry's dick still pistoning in and out of her wet
hole Tonks quivered. They danced on the line between pleasure and pain as he
bit and caught at her huge breasts. With one globe held tight in Harry's lips
Tonks bent further forward and bit at his neck. Harry murmured, mouth still
tight on her teat, through Tonks' breast in pleasure. She felt the slight
vibrations across her flesh in unyielding wonder. Harry released her chest,
letting her tits wing back, and clamped his arms around her back, pressing her
to him. The two of them rolled over, his dick still plunged inside her. Harry
now placed a hand on each side of Tonks' shoulders. Boring into eachother's
eyes he thrust in earnest.
His rather large dick slammed into Tonks' pussy further than ever before. He
rammed over and over into her as she gasped in excitement. Bringing up one hand
she massage her chest while, with the other, she reached down to their point of
connection. Tonks found what she had been looking for and rubbed madly at her
clit. She suppressed a scream as her body was overwhelmed. Harry began to feel
the building feeling inside him again and caught sight once more, of her sweaty
tits, bouncing with each thrust that Harry hit her with. Tonks noticed his eyes
and took one of her tits. She bit at the teat slightly with her own teeth and
began to suckle. The sight threw Harry over the edge.
To be continued...
***** Chapter 3 *****
Harry watched Tonks suckle on her own nipple and could hold on no longer. His
dick pulsed inside her and he sprayed his load deep into her folds. Tonks
moaned in delight as she felt Harry explode in her. Her hands grasped his face
as she pulled him down into a long kiss. Still inside her, Harry felt lips,
breasts and heavy breathing. They continued until Tonks broke away. Harry knelt
back, watching as Tonks sat up. Her legs spread wide before him, she plunged
two fingers into her dripping hole and scooped out his cum as though it were
gold. She sucked once or twice on her fingers before rolling over onto all-
fours and bearing her perfect rear to him. She wiggled her arse slightly as
Harry advanced on instinct.
Meeting her exposed rear hole Harry paused for a second. Slowly, he lifted two
fingers two her still gaping pussy and, without preamble, drove them into her.
Tonks gasped in mingled surprise and ecstasy as Harry pulled in and out of
Tonks' pink folds. As she moaned he added a third and fourth finger. She
giggled at his daring and pushed herself back, forcing his fingers deeper.
Harry pushed his face forward and connected with her arsehole. Tonks let out a
quiet scream of joy as Harry worked his tongue inside her. All the time Harry's
fingers pistoned in and out of her pussy until, with a final burst of
adventurousness, Harry clenched his fist and drove back into Tonks.
She collapsed forward onto the bed as Harry continued into her, following the
movement. He withdrew his tongue and nipped at one cheek of her rear before
redoubling his efforts on her back passage. One hand now slick with Tonks'
juices Harry inserted a finger into the now moist arsehole and twisted his way
into the woman before him. She bucked and arched with the pleasure of it as he
now bit harder on her cheeks. Harry slung an arm forward and clutched at a
breast, pulling Tonks up to her knees once more. As she steadied he reached his
hand down and found her pussy. He rubbed furiously. With a final cry Tonks
exploded with liquid. Harry rubbed her through her orgasm as tears burst from
her eyes.
They lay, breathing heavily for another minute before Harry realised who was
downstairs. With a sudden twist of panic he stumbled to his feet, throwing his
clothes back on. Tonks lazily took her wand in hand and flicked. Her clothes
began to add themselves back onto her body until, with a serenity Harry would
not have thought possible, Tonks rose from the bed and began to pack.
 
Fin
 
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