Harry walked into the living room of the Dursley house, wearing nothing but a mischievous grin. He had always known that the Dursleys were hiding something beneath their pristine exterior, and tonight, he was determined to uncover it.
As he entered the room, he saw his uncle Vernon, aunt Petunia, and cousin Dudley sitting on the couch, looking as uptight as ever. But Harry was not deterred. He approached Vernon, running his hands over his uncle's hairy chest.
"You're looking good, Vernon," Harry said, with a playful wink.
Vernon, surprised by Harry's forwardness, stuttered a response. "Wh-what are you doing, Harry?"
Harry took this as an invitation and began to undo Vernon's pants. "I'm just showing you a little bit of affection, Vernon. You shouldn't be so uptight."
Meanwhile, Petunia watched in disgust, but Dudley seemed to be enjoying the show. Harry noticed this and beckoned Dudley closer.
"Come here, Dudley," Harry said, patting the couch next to him. "I want to show you something."
Dudley hesitated, but Harry's charm was too strong. He began to undo Dudley's pants as well. "Don't be shy, Dudley. I know you want this."
Petunia, still on the couch, couldn't believe what she was seeing. "What are you doing, Harry?" she asked, her voice shaking.
Harry, now with both Vernon and Dudley exposed, turned to Petunia. "I'm showing them a good time, Petunia. Why don't you join in?"
Petunia, insulted by Harry's forwardness, stood up and began to leave the room. But Harry wasn't about to let her go. He grabbed Petunia's arm and pulled her back.
"Where do you think you're going, Petunia?" Harry asked, his voice low and seductive.
Petunia struggled against Harry's grip, but his magic was too strong. With a flick of his wrist, he undid Petunia's blouse.
"There, that's better," Harry said, admiring Petunia's body. "Now, we can all have some fun together."
Petunia, now exposed, couldn't believe what was happening. But she couldn't deny the feeling of Harry's hands on her body.
Harry, satisfied with Petunia's compliance, turned back to Vernon and Dudley. "Now, where were we?" he asked, a wicked grin on his face.
The four of them continued their erotic escapade, with playful insults and moans filling the room. Harry took charge, directing the action and making sure everyone was satisfied. It was a night none of them would ever forget.
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