Werewolf
I don't own anything but the fic, but this was a dare and while I don't write Harry potter the thought amused me.
Moo to see you 2
By Toxicmpreglover
Werewolf
The moon was large and full in the fall night sky, Harry breathed in the cool air and watched a cloud of warmish air form as he breathed out. Winter was definitely out, the farm was quiet with some of the magical animals already in early hibernation.
'Snow any day now, winter is only a few weeks away' Harry thought, and at this point in life he was glad he followed Yule pagan holidays instead of Christmas, after all Christmas gifts got costly especially with so many children.
What he wasn't enjoying was the fact he was in heat and nothing interested him at the moment, the wild stallion wasn't in the area and his latest magical animal wasn't arriving for three months.
He wanted to be pregnant damn it, but he wanted something different.
The sound of wolves caught his attention, his eyebrows raised since he thought he'd warded the area from them.
Yet...
Harry smirked and licked his lips, he'd never been taken by a wolf before.
Quickly not to loose them he shifted into a female wolf, his form was tiny, black fur with green green eyes.
Harry howled, a call to mate, a free call mate of a female wolf in hard heat.
Howls answered, a wolf pack.
Harry's tale wagged, and hoped that the packs alpha would take him, that would mean more powerful pups.. Err... babies. Once mated the wolves would stay, part of the magic left from the curse to support the future pups... ah well..pups magic till born.
Quickly a large wolf pack ran into the area and Harry felt a slight shift in his body to match the wolves, werewolves not wolves. Just full wolf form at the moment.
Heh... that meant all males would mount the female werewolf since they'd want more cubs, unlike wolves.
The alpha, was huge and strong, Harry drooled in his mind.
At that point the alpha decided enough was enough, Harry yelped in happiness as the alpha thrust inside of him. Harry grunted as the alpha penis knotted deep inside him, locking its seed deep inside the breeder.
Harry could only cry happily as each male wolf other then omega's claimed him, only magic keeping there seed into his body. To his disbelief then went on for the hours the moon glowed in the night sky, and Harry's belly looked almost a few months pregnant as magic kept the seed of all fifteen of the wolves.
Finally as the moon started fading Harry managed to get the pack into an unused barn on the farm, and there they fell deep asleep, and Harry allowed his body to shift to normal his belly still large.
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Morning, was interesting, Especially when the werewolves now Human form realized who there new alpha bitch of the night had been, Harry had just been shocked that the Alpha male was Fenrir.
"Potter?" the werewolf said in shock, he looked younger then what he should look but Harry realized it was because he didn't fight his inner wolf.
"Ah..." Harry said a bit embarrassed, feeling the bond between himself and many of the males because of the mating.
"Explain," Fenrir demanded, yet looking as if he wanted to claim Harry as a human also.
So, Harry explained about his curse/shifting/heat/breeding status. And realized that there was a good chance his new children would end up werewolves, and werewolves were fertile... oh lord.. How many cubs would be carrying.
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Harry moaned as wold Fenrir thrust into him, knotting deep inside him. At this late date in the pregnancy this was very uncomfortable for him. Harry's wolf belly was huge, carrying seven cubs. He found himself mostly in wolf form, since it was more built to carry so many. And magic had already shown this wouldn't have the cubs, since all seven would be werewolves yet with the breeding curse.
This batch of cubs was mostly Fenrir, except two.
The father was shocking, Harry hadn't known Remis had joined a pack, he'd thought the older man had died at the last battle.
Remus had freaked of course, but had agreed to take a magical oath not to reveal anything and to mate with Harry to support his two cubs.
Of course Harry didn't care, he was addicted to mating and the children born of his unions, and had decided that his next several heats and future children/cubs would be from his werewolf patch
The moon was strong in the sky, Harry found he enjoyed his werewolf orgy in wolf form more then human form. And once the cubs were old enough, almost adults they'd probably join the pack also since harry didn't know hoe exactly the shifting breeding part would effect there werewolf part.
Harry yelped as pain lanced his belly, Fenrir pulled away as a certain scent entered there noses.
The cubs were on the way.
Several hours later Harry discovered he's had eight cubs, Fenrir was rather proud at his final cub.
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