How Harry become pregnant....
Chapter 2 Part 1: How Harry Got Pregnant…
The end of Harry's 4th year had come to an abrupt and strange end. During the final event of the tournament, he was transported to a cemetery after touching the cup alone. There he was tied to a tombstone and Pettigrew had appeared, holding something in his arms and throwing that same thing into a cauldron, which must have already been present, then following along threw a bone which he retrieved from the grave on which Harry was restrained and ended up cutting off his hand. Harry didn't ask what happened but felt the pain of having his blood drawn without his consent. Afterwards he didn't remember much except perhaps his wish that what he had guessed to be Voldemort in the cauldron would die him and everything connected to him, leaving him in peace forever and then it was just a pain and burning sensation in your body before he passed out. He woke up later in what looked like an infirmary where an Auror who was stationed there watching over Harry briefed him on the situation. Apparently unusual spikes of magic had taken place at several locations in England including one where Harry had been found unconscious and injured surrounding what was presumably a ritual gone wrong. There were also found the lifeless bodies of Pettigrew, Barty Jr and a deformed thing bearing Voldemort's magical signature. Other dead bodies had also been found in Azkaban and where the other magic spikes had taken place. All the bodies bore the mark of the Death Eaters. Harry told himself that finally his wish had been granted but he wondered at what cost. Still, the Aurors had waited for the young man to wake up so they could question him. As Harry was conscious again although still a little tired, he asked to be questioned now which the Auror granted who took Harry to headquarters where the young man was put in a room. There he was asked to drink a potion that would only make him tell the truth and he was asked a lot of questions about the events since his disappearance from school until he was found and once his statements were finished he had to swear about his life and his magic what he did. Harry had then had to go back to his aunt and uncle and even though he had been told that his godfather was going to have a fair judgment because the condition that had been imposed on Sirius to have his judgment would be to seek treatment then at Saint Mungo, making his godfather unable to take care of him.
Harry's aunt and uncle hadn't been too happy to see him when he rang the doorbell after one of the Aurors dropped him off at the end of Privet Drive. No sooner had Harry put his things down than his guards confiscated them and locked them in the cupboard under the stairs. Harry had to resume his chores around the house. He could sense that something was wrong with the house and he had confirmation because shortly after his return to this house, Harry heard his uncle come back muttering under his mustache something about debts and finding money. Vernon realized that Harry had heard him and he yelled at the young man to go back to his chores which Harry did not without having caught a gleam in his uncle's eyes which sent colds down the young man's back.
A few days later, on a cloudy late afternoon and Harry had returned from shopping for his aunt for a very important meal according to Petunia, the young man could never have guessed what he was up to. would happen to him. Harry was hungry, only eating what he could steal and felt more tired than usual when he got home to his aunt and uncle, he felt that his magic that had sustained him so far wasn't as strong. than before. Lost in his thoughts wondering if it was the backlash of his wish, he paid no attention to his surroundings and therefore did not see the person who took him by the arm to lead him into a dark alley. and narrow. Her cry was muffled by a gloved hand. Harry tried to struggle as best he could but his lack of strength and fatigue didn't help him at all and it was resigned that he stopped struggling. Thinking the person behind him was going to threaten him for valuables he might have on him, he threw his hands up, knocking the shopping bags he was carrying onto the floor. Harry felt the person behind him twitch slightly and moved shortly after which reassured the young man that the person was after something of value but what he didn't expect was the blow he received behind him. head and knocked him out.
The next time Harry woke up was to find himself in a dimly lit place on a mattress that had seen better days. He sat up and was seized with a dazzling headache that made him nauseous. He raised one of his hands to his head as if trying to soothe the pain. Once the dark spots that obscured his vision were gone, he was able to look around and he realized that he was in a small, empty, disused-looking shed. Harry was overcome with shivers and his eyes fell on her body which he discovered without clothes. The young man began to tremble with fear as the situation he was in sunk into him. He was naked, tired and helpless in an unfamiliar and unwelcoming place. A sound of a steel door opening startled him and he looked in the direction the sound was coming from to find a group of men all dressed in black, paralyzing Harry with fear, leaving him to stare at the group. step forward in front of him.
A tall man ducked down in front of Harry who couldn't describe him as he was in backlight, blinding Harry. The young boy couldn't concentrate on the conversations around him as his head started to sling again but what he caught did nothing to calm Harry's fear and it wasn't about to calm down when the man in front Harry, whom he identified as the leader, slid a dirty look over the young boy's naked body. Harry could easily see the man in front of him having a smile on his face which made the young man's body tremble. The latter also had the impression that his veins froze with the next sentence said by the supposed leader that Harry understood, even despite the green-eyed boy's headache.
“Guys I have another idea. We're not gonna get rid of him, we're gonna keep him with us and we're gonna use his beautiful looking delicious body to pay off Dursley's debts."
Chords were heard from the men in the shed and Harry could feel tears welling up in his eyes. He tried to move his body to escape but it was as if it was fixed in place. He glared frantically at the man in front of him and Harry saw the man's smile grow wider if possible making him slightly cruel.
"Guys, have fun with him first," the supposed leader said.
-No please, Harry managed to get out in a shaky voice.
"Oh, he's begging… Well, guys, he's yours…"
The tall man got up and left, giving way to the other men.
A cry of horror came from Harry's mouth as the other men around him squealed in delight while others whistled their chords. Harry was quickly stunned as he tried to move. His back quickly met the mattress he had woken up on as men immobilized his hands. A man took his place in front of Harry and took the young man's legs to spread them and create a place between. Harry tried to move his legs to kick the person who was settling in the created hollow but other men took his legs and they were kept apart.
"Please let me go. Please don't do this, begged Harry.
-The boss is right, he is handsome, answered the man between the young man's legs.
Harry had confirmation of what he supposed but didn't dwell on it because the man above him had a carnivorous smile that sent chills down the young man's back.
-I have a feeling we're going to have fun, said the man
Harry shook his head sharply as he heard the man undress.
"Please don't do that," Harry pleaded. »
A gleam of pleasure shone in the eyes of the gangster who licked his lips in pleasure.
As Harry felt a shiver of fear and opened his mouth to plead again, he felt a huge burning sensation in his lower stomach that made him cry out in pain, making him feel like he had been pierced by something. big and hot which made him run the tears accumulated in the corners of his eyes. Harry could feel the ring of muscles in his anus tighten involuntarily around the length that was thrusting into him. A sharp pain in his spine was felt for having been opened so suddenly. The man above Harry showed no mercy and didn't wait until the boy had had time to get used to before initiating rough and fast back and forth movements that made Harry scream in pain.
The pain the movements brought to the young man was sharp and sharp, starting from his sensitive hole and running through his whole body like electricity. The man's cock hadn't gone all the way in but each thrust he made into Harry caused the length to work its way deep into the young man until the gangster's balls slapped on the eyed boy's buttocks. Greens who could feel her walls constrict in pain around the length. A blow of nothing harder than the others stabbed Harry's deepest parts causing him to scream in pain and he could feel what he guessed was blood coming out and running down his buttocks. The man on top of Harry moaned in pleasure and continued his thrusts in unison, pounding the young man's previously blank walls and electrifying Harry's nerves with pain.
The cock inside him felt huge and fat and each thrust made Harry scream in pain that could only feel the incessant back and forth inside him. His cries burned his throat like his intestines which suffered assault after assault, drawing hot tears from closed green eyes and continuing their races on the cheeks just as hot of the young man.
"Yes it feels so good, you're so tight little one and you take my dick so well" said the gangster.
Harry let out a scream that tore his vocal chords even more and made him open his eyes. The man had just given a jerk that sent shivers between pleasure and pain, stiffening and hardening Harry's cock completely.
“Oh looks like I hit the prostate,” the man added.
Harry barely had time to register what the man was saying before the latter seemed to target that part deep inside him. The blows to his prostate always brought a mixture of pleasure and pain, trapping the young man's breath in his chest.
The man continued to thrust in and out of Harry violently and endlessly brushing his point deep inside him. The young man could feel cum dripping from his own cock which swayed with the movements his body followed with the thrusts the gangster made with his big, hot cock. Harry felt weak and helpless, enduring the pleasure of the other man shoving his own cum into the boy's boned body, which felt itself tighten around the length inside him even more.
“Damn you are a really good bitch. You use my cock well as it should. I'll be coming soon” growled the gangster.
The man pounded the prostate with quick, powerful blows and made Harry tighten even more around the cock inside him. It was on a last movement touching the point of pleasure of the young man that the gangster expelled his hot seed in Harry and caused the enjoyment of this last, tearing him a cries between the pain and the pleasure.
As soon as the man had finished emptying himself he didn't wait and pulled his half-hard cock out of the walls that had welcomed him, taking with him a creamy white and red mixture that flowed over Harry's buttocks and abused hole. who gave a mew of pain.
Harry didn't even have time to regain his strength when another man took the place of the one who had just enjoyed and tucked his penis, which was smaller but longer, into the boy's red, swollen and abused hole, using semen and blood to facilitate his entry and thrusting its full length into Harry in one fell swoop. The latter could only scream in pain as the man reached the bottom of the young man's stomach.
"You're fucking tight for someone who just got caught," growled Harry's new captor.
The man wasted no time and began a quick and powerful rhythm in his thrusts, ripping cries of pain from the boy's abused and aching throat.
The man only had to do a few thrusts and change angles before he found the prostate swollen from the previous abuse the young man had suffered. The man's throbbing cock twitched as the boy's abused walls tightened around the length that sank into his body and spilled the semen and blood still inside Harry, tainting him for years to come.
The poor boy could only endure the repeated assaults on his prostate, screaming and crying in pain. Harry's cock, which had gone pout after his orgasm, barely had the energy to go half-hard. The man's back and forth was quick and forceful, giving Harry no respite as he continued to scream.
"- I'm tired of hearing him scream, someone shut his mouth, said the leader who watched his men having fun with their new acquisition
- Good boss, answered a henchman »
Harry barely had time to process his two sentences before he heard a man approaching overhead. The young boy didn't have time to see anything before he had two hands that held his head in place and soon after he felt something heavy and thick in his mouth which made him cry out and turn into a moaning as an erect cock was forced into his open mouth, taking the young boy's breath away in the process. Harry closed his eyes not wanting to see the cock in his mouth which started to move causing Harry to choke and make him want to vomit. He didn't even think of biting the length in his mouth.
However, the man between his legs had not stopped his thrusts as he made it clear by giving a thrust that touched Harry's prostate.
For long minutes that felt like hours to the young man, he could do nothing but moan around the cock which lowered his mouth and throat while another abused his prostate in quick, hard thrusts. Fatigue and pain were very present in Harry's body, becoming very lascivious and docile in the hands of the gangsters. The hot tears that had stopped rolling down the boy's warm cheeks joined the drool that was dripping from his mouth from the cock that was flowing in and out of his lips that were turning red and swollen from the abuse.
Harry had lost focus on what was going on around him, focused on the pain his body was feeling. So he didn't hear the sounds of zippers opening or the sounds of masturbation around him. All he could hear was the filthy slapping of balls slapping on his buttocks, the watery sound of cock ramming down his throat, and the grunts and degrading comments of the two men abusing his holes.
They told him he was a good whore and took their cocks well and made them feel so good.
Harry felt degraded and his tears kept flowing. He could feel semen flowing from the tip of his penis and continuing its way to his balls to join his red hole, swollen and burning from the abuse before and from what he was still undergoing.
Her consciousness revived as the man taking her mouth began to speed up his movements.
“Damn I’m coming soon… You better swallow everything bitch or you’ll be in pain,” the man growled.
Harry who still couldn't move his head felt more tears come out of his eyes.
-I'm enjoying, I'm coming… Take it all! »
A few minutes later Harry felt something warm and creamy come out of the cock in his mouth and he had the instinct to spit it out but he remembered the threat and swallowed instead. A bitter taste filled his mouth which made him moan around the length. He swallowed load after load of cum that landed in his stomach making him feel hot and heavy.
Harry could feel the walls of his anus tighten around the length inside him which made the man groan between his legs who gave a final thrust on the prostate and cum deep inside the young man who in turn felt his cum jet out of his hard cock to coat his belly. It was only then that Harry heard several moans and his weak and weak body was coated in several loads of cum from the various men around him.
Harry felt the two men pull their cocks out of his asshole and out of his mouth, causing his aching body to jerk in pain. He lay there on the mattress, his body covered in semen, sweat, blood and tears.
"Well I feel like we've made a nice acquisition guys" was the last thing Harry heard before fainting.