
Harry thrust himself into the magically created pussy. Hours and hours of Harry pounding Draco so harshly that he was certain he’d break. It felt like a never ending cycle of Harry pounding him and then proceeding to cum inside of him so much that his skin stretched out. Draco’s belly was already distended as if he were pregnant.
Harry moaned, it had been Draco’s decision to take the genitalia potion, but it was definitely a worth while one. The potions Draco had been taking caused his body to release several eggs at one time, in the hope that one or more of them would catch. Harry had always wanted a big family, but after getting together with Draco he resigned himself to adoption. But now, he could have as many green-eyed babies as he wanted.
“That's it,” Harry groaned, “I’m going to breed you, fill you up with my babies and my cum til you are so big that you can’t walk.”
The broken whimpers coming from Draco was all the encouragement Harry needed. The feeling of Harry’s cock pressing into Draco was so all consuming that he moaned wantonly. Draco cried at the pleasure, writhing desperately against him in the hopes of making sure he wouldn’t stop. His thrusts had started out slow and shallow, his cock sliding out just a bit, then pushing back in with a small rock of his hips.
But soon Harry’s pace sped up and he started slamming into Draco, deeper and deeper. It was so rapid that each strike threatened to pierce a hole in his newly created cervix. A primal noise vibrated through his chest and Draco’s breath hitched as they both lost themselves to the pleasure.
“You like fucking my pussy that much?” Draco asked in the heat of his orgasm. His eyes were closed as he strained for a coherent thought.
“Yeah, I love it. I love you,” Harry replied, kissing Draco’s sweaty forehead.
Harry leaned forward, lips wrapping around one of Draco’s perky nipples, suckling and nipping at the tender bud. He couldn’t wait for his chest to swell with milk as Draco carried their child. Draco howled as his fourth orgasm hit, squirting out the milky liquid. Harry switched nipples, pinching and pulling at the previous one.
“Fucking finish already Potter,” Draco wheezed, his voice lacking its usual spite, “Please just cum.” Desperation seeped into his voice as he twitched around Harry’s shaft. Harry’s hips jerked and Draco moaned as his inner walls tightened again.
Harry growled lowly as he came deep into Draco’s pussy for the third time that day. He leaned down and bit Draco’s ear. “I can’t wait til you’re pregnant,” he murmured.