Chapter 1: The Gathering Storm
The air in the ancient Potter Manor was thick with anticipation, a heady mix of old magic and raw desire. Lily Potter, her emerald eyes glinting with a wicked edge, stood by the grand fireplace, her voice a sultry purr as she spoke into the enchanted mirror. 'Daphne, darling, don’t keep us waiting. The accord must be sealed tonight.'
On the other end, Daphne Greengrass, a vision of blonde perfection with curves that could stop time—EE-cup breasts straining against her emerald robe and a 47-inch ass that commanded attention—smirked. 'Oh, Lily, I wouldn’t miss this for all the galleons in Gringotts. I’m already dripping at the thought of what’s to come.' Her voice was honey laced with steel, a size queen who knew exactly what she wanted.
At the same moment, Lucius Malfoy’s cold, aristocratic drawl echoed through Malfoy Manor as he summoned his son. 'Draco, it’s time. The Potter-Malfoy accord demands our... fullest participation.'
Draco, all sharp angles and dangerous charm, strode into Potter Manor shortly after Daphne, his silver eyes locking onto her with predatory intent. 'Greengrass, you look positively famished,' he quipped, his smirk as cutting as a blade. 'Care to feast on something more... substantial than Potter’s pitiful offerings?'
Daphne tossed her hair, her laugh low and throaty. 'Oh, Malfoy, I’m not here for scraps. I expect a full course—and I don’t settle for less than the best.'
The room pulsed with tension as Lily and Narcissa, both radiating a fierce, untamed beauty, sank to their knees before Draco. With deft, confident hands, they stripped away his robes, revealing a 19-inch cock that stood hard and proud. Daphne’s breath hitched, her thighs clenching as she felt herself grow wet, her body betraying her hunger. 'Merlin’s beard, Malfoy, you’re a bloody weapon,' she muttered, dropping to her knees without hesitation, her lips curling into a smirk. 'Let’s see if I can handle the firepower.'
Her mouth enveloped him, bold and unapologetic, while her hand reached for Lucius, who had joined them with his own impressive 15-inch length. 'Don’t think I’ve forgotten you, old man,' she teased, her grip firm as she stroked him, her eyes flashing with challenge. 'I multitask better than any witch in Hogwarts.'
Lucius chuckled, his voice a dark caress. 'Careful, Greengrass. You might bite off more than you can chew.'
'Oh, I always swallow,' she shot back, her tone dripping with defiance, her tongue flicking over Draco with expert precision.
The door creaked open, and Abraxas Malfoy entered, his 14-inch cock dangling with an air of casual dominance. Behind him, Helena and Dorea strutted in, their naked forms a symphony of power and seduction, while Charlus Potter trailed behind, his cock caged and his eyes burning with a mix of shame and longing. James and Harry, seated nearby, exchanged a glance as Charlus muttered, 'Well, the Potter tradition continues, eh?'
Abraxas’s lips curled into a cruel smile as he cast a spell, the air humming with dark magic. James’s and Charlus’s cages vibrated, then fell away, leaving them exposed and aching. 'Stroke each other, Potters,' Abraxas commanded, his voice like ice. 'You’ll get no release until we’ve drained every last drop—and you know we last for hours.'
Lily and Narcissa exchanged a gleeful look, their laughter sharp as they watched the Potters’ humiliation unfold. Meanwhile, Daphne’s attention shifted as Abraxas approached, her hand wrapping around him with a confident grip. 'Three at once? I’m not just a witch—I’m a bloody legend,' she purred, her body already sweating with anticipation, her pussy aching to be filled.
Draco, his voice rough with lust, muttered a lubrication spell, his wand flicking with precision. 'Let’s make this unforgettable, Greengrass.' The slick magic coated his cock, Lucius’s, and Abraxas’s, while Daphne felt the spell tease her ass and pussy, leaving her panting and horny as hell. 'Ready for the main event?' Draco growled, positioning himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips with bruising force.
'Bring it, Malfoy,' Daphne challenged, her voice a seductive dare as she braced herself, her body trembling with need. Lucius and Abraxas moved in, their intent clear, and the room seemed to hold its breath as the trio prepared to claim her in a way that would shatter every boundary.
To be continued...
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