Chapter 4

The next day in the Great Hall, the students were eating breakfast. Harry was sitting in between his two wives, trying not to blush. They were both wearing heavily modified french maid costumes, which only consistent the traditional headwear, a bikini top, a skirt so short it barely covered their arses, fishnet stockings that came up to the bottom of their calves, and 3" heals. Both had their giant breasts squished against him as they took turns feeding him, which caused Harry to blush

"Master," Divine started in a sexy voice, "Do you like your maids?"

Harry's blushed turned even redder, Karen giggled at this as they both pushed their busts against him more.

"Master, we are your humble servants," Karen said, in a similiar sexy tone, as she used her free hand to rub Harry's lap.

"Girls," Harry managed to let out a complaint.

This caused both girls to giggle.

"Well, well it isn't Potter and his two whores," a familiar voice said.

The trio turned to see who it was and it was Draco Malfoy, followed by his two cronies, Crabbe and Goyle.

Draco puffed up his chest and said, "Why don't you two leave this loser and date a real wizard."

"We are dating a real wizard," Karen replied as she gave a passionate kiss to Harry.

"We don't date rodents with small dicks," Divine replied.

"He does not have a small dick," a pug-faced girl piped up, "You two obviously used potions to enhance your saggy boobs."

"Their HH-Cups, hun," Karen responded after she finished her kiss with Harry who is not speechless.

"And they are completely natural, like the rest of us," Divine added as she cupped one of her breasts. "As the tiny dick comment, I'm going to say you never seen it have you girly?"

The girl huffed in frustration, "Of course I have!"

Divine let out an amused snort, and replied, "I can tell when people are lying, and you are doing just that."

"Let's go master," Karen said as she brought Harry up to his feet and put one of his arms around her waist and had his hand grope her breast, "You can play with it as much as you'd like master."

Divine quickly followed Karen's example and she said, "These tits belong to you master!"

As the trio left, two pair of eyes were watching them, both red heads.

The first one spoke, a girl, "That should be me."

"Careful Ginny," the second one responded, a male about a year older than her. "We need to stick to the plan."

"I know that Ronald," Ginny Weasley responded. "Dumbledore will make sure those two hussies break up with my Harry."

"That's why I said to be careful," Ron Weasley said. "Dumbledore needs time to make sure his plan will work correctly."

"Stop repeating what Dumbledore already told us Ronald," Ginny replied with a huff, as she crossed her arms around her chest, and she looked down with a disappointed look. "Why couldn't I have tits?"

"Ummm," came Ronalds response. Ginny immediately smacked him in the back of the head without a second thought.

In Harry's private chambers both of his wives were giggling as he saw Hermione standing there, in a matching maid costume, with a blush on her face.

"Hermione, what are… " Harry started his question but was interrupted by his wives.

"Last night Hermione came to us for help…" Karen started.

"...Dumbledore, her magical guardian, has signed a betrothal contract for her…" Divine continued.

"...To Ron Weasley," they both finished.

"How can he do that?" Harry asked, "Everyone knows that Hermione has no feelings for Ron!"

"Wizarding Britain is dieing out," Hermione replied, "Their genetic makeup is breaking down and each generation has less and less magic, so new blood has to be added to add to the gene pool."

"How can I help you?" Harry asked.

Hermione went over to one of the cabinets and opened it, and brought out a box and put it on the table in between them and she opened them and inside them were leather collars, with golden runes etched into them.

"These are Potter's wizarding slave collars," Hermione replied.

Harry's eyes widened at what Hermione was implying, "No, no no. I'm not going to make you a slave Hermione."

"I'd weather be your slave, than Ron's wife," Hermione shot back. Without another word Hermione took out one of the collars and snapped it on her neck. Hermione's eyes rolled to the back of her head as she let out a moan of pleasure, her neck length bushy hair started growing and stopped growing just it reached her arse, her waist shrink, her hips and chest expanded and in a matter of seconds Hermione's figure matched his two wives.

Hermione face returned to normal after she blinked rapidly for a few seconds and she looked at Harry and said to him in a sexy french accent, "How doez mazter like me now?"

"Hermione, what happened to you?" Harry asked in a concerned voice.

"Ze collarz will make you zlavez and they havez a zenze of humor and ofzen make the zlave into what zey are wearing," Hermione responded.

"So you're French Maid?" Harry asked.

"Yez mazter," Hermione replied as she bowed to him, giving Harry a good of her new cleavage.

"Are you two good with this," Harry asked his wives.

"Of course Harry," Divine replied as she licked her lips seductively as she examined Hermione. "Imagine all the fun we can have with her!"

"I'm not to thrilled about this, but it this is her choice, and I respect it," Karen replied.

"What doez Mazter Harry, want this zlave to do," Hermione asked.

"What else does the collars do?" Harry asked as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Karen reached in the box and brought a sheet of paper and she quickly read it, "Not only does the collars change her appearance into more sexually appealing, it also slightly alters her memories."

Harry let out a sigh and asked, "Hermione, how long have you been my slave?"

Hermione quickly responded, "Zince you zaved me from the troll in our firzt year, mazter."

"What about your parents," Harry asked.

"Zey gave you full blezzingz about me being your pocezzion," Hermione responded.

"Does Harry's wives have the ability to order you around," Divine asked.

"Az long it dozen't contradict or harm Mazter." Hermione replied.

"Goody," Divine said with a giggle.

"No harming her Divine," Harry said in a serious voice.

"I wasn't planning on it, husband." Divine said with a lustful grin.

"I have a bad feeling about this." Karen said. Harry only sighed in frustration.

"How many of these collars do the Potters process," Harry asked.

"Zey had 127 collarz." Hermione replied.

"So I have 126 collars left," Harry said.

"Zat is not entirely accurat, mazter," Hermione said.

"What do you mean," Harry asked as he raised his eyebrow.

Hermione walked over to Harry's closet, as she swayed her hips from side to side and her breasts to jiggle with each step and as she opened the walk in closet there was another girl standing in it, wearing a realistic Power Girl costume and matching figure and hair cut.

Hermione looked back to Harry, "Daphne Greengrass managed zo zteal one of the collarz mazter."

"Let me guess, she put it on while she was in that outfit," Harry stated.

"Yez mazter," Hermione responded.

"Is their any other surprises I should know about," Harry said to nobody in particular.

"Zanks to the collar she is biologically the same as mizztress Karen," Hermione replied.

This time Karen groaned, "Now I have two clones of me."

Harry walked up to Daphne, the now former Ice Princess of Slytherin, and asked, "Daphne, can you hear me?"

"Yes master," the girl responded in a monotone voice, and her voice still was hers and not Karens like he'd expected.

"Why did you put on the collar?"

"Because I want to be with someone that'll treat me with respect and not like a baby factory, like most pureblood wizards do," Daphne said with a monotone voice and her eyes blank.

"Daphne you have your former personality back," Harry ordered.

Daphne blinked and she instantly looked around and then looked down at herself and she exclaimed,"What the bloody hell happened to me!?"

"You put on one of family's slave collars," Harry responded in a serious tone.

"Oh," Daphne responded in a sheepish matter as she rubbed the back of her head, "Now I remember. I do have a question though."

"What is it?" Harry asked.

Daphne cupped her breasts and said, "These things should weigh a ton but I they feel as light as my C-cups before the change, how come?"

"Super strength," Divine suggested.

"Kryptonian biology?" Karen offered.

"Kryptonian? What's that?" Daphne asked.

Divine snorted and Karen raised in eyebrow and said, "You put on a Power Girl costume and you don't know what a Kryptonian is?"

Daphne shook her her no and Harry offered a simplified version of what she needed to know, "When you look up at the night sky you see stars in the sky, right?"

"Of course," Daphne said as she put her hands on her hips, "What are you getting at, Master?"

Daphne blinked and realised what she said and asked, "Did I call master, Master?

"Yes you did. What I'm getting at is those stars are like our suns, but much farther away than our sun is to the Earth, the light from them can take upwards of hundreds of years to get to Earth, that's how far away they are. Anyway some of these distant suns have planets, orbiting them and some of them can support life."

"Kryptonians come from one of these distant planets," Daphne asked.

"Yes Daphne, though Kryptonians were much more advanced than any human can imagine," Harry said.

"Were, you said were," Daphne said.

"You are biologically a Kryptonian now, and there less than 10 known Kryptonians left in existence, known to humans, since their home planet exploded with most of them on it," Harry said.

"So I'm an advanced alien now," Daphne said as she brought a finger to her chin to think about it.

"Of course you are, now strip for me," Harry said.

Daphne's eyes widened as her body followed Harry's command and she slowly removed her gloves and boots for him, and she tossed to the side, she then leaned forward to give Harry a view of her cleavage before she started taking it off.

As Daphne removed the final bit of her clothes, she had one arm trying to cover her massive cleavage, and another hand covering her private part.

"What happened to me, and why didn't my body listen to me," Daphne asked in a panic tone.

"You are wearing a slave collar Daphne, and now you have to obey all my commands," Harry responded.

Daphne sighed in defeat, and said in defeat, "I guess I should have known better."

"Yay, we have two slaves for us to have fun with," Divine exclaimed in excitement.

"Divine, settle down," Karen said as she grabbed an ear.

"Ow, ow, ow, stop doing that mom!" Divine said, "I'll behave, I'll behave!"

Karen let go and said, "That is better. Hermione?"

"Yes mizztrezz Karen," Hermione asked as she submissively bowed to Karen.

"You are ordered not to have sex with Divine here, without my or Harry's permission," Karen ordered, "Is that clear?"

"No zex wiz mizztrezz Divine wizouz Master's or Mizztrezz Karen's orders," Hermione responded.

"No fair," Divine pouted.

"Too bad," Karen replied.

Harry returned to the group with Daphne now wearing a matching uniform to the four girls, and Harry asked, "What's not fair?"

"Karen won't let me have my way with Hermione," Divine complained in a childish tone.

Harry gave her a look and said, "Don't you get enough from me?"

Divine pouted and responded, "Of course I do, but you won't always be around to satisfy my needs."

Karen sighed and , "Since we are magically married to Harry, the magic makes us, extremely horny and won't be satisfied until we both have a male child for you Harry."

"That's just great," Harry replied.

To Be Continued…

A/N: Sorry about the delay in updating this story I had a serious writers block on this preventing me from writing more of this story.