Part 2 - An unusual request

Harry stared moved from the glass, to the hairs and back to Ginny. He was torn by the idea that Ginny had presented. He'd loved fucking her as Hermione, but could he fuck her as another man? He looked down at his beautiful wife and decided that he would do this for her. Dropping the hairs in the glass and seeing the liquid turn a swirling silver colour, Harry kissed Ginny on the lips before taking a large swig.

The transformation felt incredibly odd to Harry. He could feel his hair growing down his back as well as himself growing a little taller. But then the really strange bit happened. He felt a swelling in his chest and looked down to see he'd grown breasts and, he registered this with shock, his genitals were gone. He grabbed down between his legs only to find he was now very clearly a woman.

"Ginny, who have you turned me into?" Harry said surprised at the husky french accent that game from his lips. "Am I.. am I Fleur?" A coy smile played across Ginny's mouth. She nodded to Harry and said "Ron wasn't the only one with a little crush on Fleur. It just took me a little while to realise how those feelings were there."

Harry was a little taken aback by this revelation although he was intrigued too. "Well," he smiled at her "come and get your anniversary gift." Ginny stood and walked over to Harry, marvelling at Fleur's flawless beauty. She moved her lips to Harry's, her tongue darting forward exploring the red lips. She ran her hands delicately down his body, her fingers toying with Harry's new breasts before tweaking one of the nipples. Harry was overcome with the feelings caused by Ginny's touch. It was so different to how it felt when Ginny caressed his body. It was like being in Fleur's body had turned his sensitivity up to eleven. He wanted more, his lips nuzzling into Ginny's neck, his fingers traced the fine contours of her back.

The two stood there, entwined in a lover's embrace. The moved slowly together and Harry caught sight of themselves in the large mirror that hung above the fire place. The sight of Ginny and Fleur naked and wrapped around one another was a thing of beauty and if Harry still had a cock it would be sporting one hell of an erection at the sight.

Ginny continued to explore her new toy with her lips and tongue. She moved Harry down on to his back and saw her prize between his legs. Fleur's pussy glistening like a flower in early morning dew. Her tongue flew to it, eager to taste. Harry's mind was blown by this feeling. He loved it when Ginny would suck his cock but this was that feeling times a thousand.

He looked down at his redhead lover eagerly eating Fleur's cunt and has hands flew to the flesh on his chest. Squeezing Fleur's breasts brought fresh moans of bliss from his mouth. But now he wanted more. Manoeuvring Ginny round he brought her sweet peach into range of his mouth while allowing Ginny access to continue her exploration of Fleur's deliciousness. His tongue darted across Ginny's folds, Harry using all his knowledge of his lover's body to give her every bit of pleasure he knew how.

He found Fleur's dainty hands were much more dexterous than his own and Ginny screamed in pleasure at the sensation. "Oh Fleur," she cried "you're so good!" Harry grinned at this and from the back of his head summoned up what little french he'd picked up "Oh Ginny," he replied in Fleur's voice "Oh qui. Qui! Je t'aime."

The sound of this sent Ginny into raptures of delight and desire. She spun around, seeing Fleur's lips slick with her juices. Greedily she shot forward to taste them and lifting Fleur's shapely leg over her shoulder she brought both the pussys together, sparks of electric joy flashing through them both.

Harry mind was numb. This was an amazing feeling, especially looking up at the wanton look on Ginny's face as she ground herself again Fleur's body. He could feel something building within him. Ginny looking down at Fleur's beautiful body writhing beneath her was compelled to increase her pace. "Oh god!" She called out "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

Fleur's voice sprang forth from Ginny's, joining hers in a choir of pleasure. Harry's orgasm was mind blowing, no words could describe this feeling and his mouth just moved up and down in silence. But Ginny wasn't finished. She kept grinding herself into Fleur's cunt, squealing girlishly.

Harry, trying to get his brain to work after the intense pleasure he'd just felt looked down at her then noticed the change to his own body, the skin had changed from Fleur's porcelain to his own tone, his chest was his again the suddenly with the strangest feeling, his cock appeared between them, hard as rock. Ginny grabbed at it, sliding it straight into her wet channel and began to bounce up and down, lust in her eyes and a scream of pleasure on her lips. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she yelled.

Harry barely had time to register what was happening before Ginny was on top of him. He grabbed the hair on the back of her head and pushed his face into hers, kissing her roughly. Ginny's hips slammed down with all her might as she began to cum, squeezing Harry's cock inside her and setting of his orgasm. Ginny looked down at Harry, kissed him gently and whispered words of love in his ear. Harry wrapped his arms around her and repeated back her declaration of love.

Both lovers, completely spent, drifted off into a blissful sleep.