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Chapter 1 - A Curious Discovery
Harry Potter was perusing the shops of Diagon Alley on a warm summer day, enjoying the sights and sounds of the wizarding world. He had just finished his fifth year at Hogwarts and was looking forward to a relaxing summer break. As he window shopped, a particular store caught his eye - "Magical Marital Aids." Curios, 15-year-old Harry pushed open the door and entered the dimly lit shop.
Various sex toys and contraptions were on display - enchanted vibrators, love potions, aphrodisiacs. Harry's eyes landed on a small, pink, silicone device shaped like a vulva, sitting on a velvet pillow. An engraved plaque read "The Pocket Pussy."
"Well hello there, young man," said the shopkeeper, an elderly witch with a knowing smile. "I see you've found the star of the show. That there's a very special item - an enchanted pocket pussy that allows the user to make love to any witch he desires, without them ever knowing!"
Harry's eyes widened. "You mean...like a sex toy that I can use to fuck girls without actually touching them?"
"Precisely," she said with a wink. "Just pop it in your pocket, give it a go, and think of any witch you fancy. She'll feel every inch of your throbbing cock as you take your pleasure, like you're balls deep inside her tight little cunt. And she won't suspect a thing! Quite brilliant, eh?"
Harry felt his cheeks flush. The idea of having his way with the Hogwarts girls without them even realizing it was too tempting to resist. He paid the hefty price and made his purchase, slipping the Pocket Pussy discreetly into his pocket. He couldn't wait to get home and test it out.
Chapter 2 - The First Time
Back in his bedroom at the Dursleys, Harry carefully unwrapped his new toy. He ran his fingers over the soft silicone, marveling at how realistic it felt. He got undressed, lay back on his bed, and nestled the Pocket Pussy between his legs, rubbing his hardening shaft along its folds.
He thought of Cho Chang, the Quidditch star - her pert breasts, her toned legs, that perfect heart-shaped ass. In his mind's eye, he pictured her on her hands and knees, round rump in the air. Harry grabbed his cock and plunged it into the Pocket Pussy, gasping at the tight suction. He began pumping away vigorously, transported in his fantasy.
Across town, Cho was laying on her bed reading a book when she suddenly froze. "What the...?" A constant pressure was nudging insistently at her entrance. Her eyes went wide as a thick, hot cock speared her open and started thrusting! "Ah fuck! So big!" she panted, pussy clenching around the invading length. All she could do was moan and roll her hips back against it as an invisible force made passionate love to her.
Back at the Dursleys', Harry pounded the Pocket Pussy furiously, picturing himself ravaging Cho's cervix. "Fuck yeah, take my cock you sexy witch!" he groaned, sweat dripping down his face. The shopkeeper hadn't been kidding - it felt so real, the way Cho's velvety walls squeezed his rod.
He gripped her hips in his mind, slamming into her harder, hitting depths no mortal man ever had. "Ahhh you feel incredible! I'm gonna fill this pussy up!" Harry bellowed as he erupted, flooding the Pocket Pussy with shot after shot of hot jizz.
Cho wailed as a deluge of semen pumped into her womb. Her untouched hole gushed and overflowed with the warm spunk, ruining her panties and sheets. She shuddered through an earth-shattering climax, the magic pussy milking her pleaser.
After, Harry caught his breath, smirking in satisfaction. This was going to be a great summer. He wondered who to fuck next...
Chapter 3 - Lessons in Lust
A month later, Harry was back at Hogwarts, ready for his sixth year. Potions class was droning on, Prof. Slughorn gurgling about Flagrate potions at the front of the room. Bored, Harry slipped a hand into his pocket to fondle the Pocket Pussy hidden there.
He thought of Hermione Granger, his best mate Ron's girlfriend, as he began slowly fucking the enchanted toy. In his mind, he pictured her bent over a desk, his cock splitting her open. "Mmm Hermione, you have such a perfect arse," he purred, giving her rump a smack.
Meanwhile, across the room, Hermione squeaked and squirmed in her seat. "Oh!" A long, thick cock prodded at her entrance then surged forward, impaling her on its meaty girth. "Ahhh it's so big!" she squealed, biting her lip to keep quiet. Ron nuzzled her neck, oblivious as his girl got reamed.
"Harry, what are you doing?" Hermione hissed under her breath, trying to keep a straight face and focus on her cauldron. But he just smirked at her, pumping away at the Pocket Pussy, plundering her sopping snatch. Her velvet walls squeezed him like a vice as he rutted into her. He grabbed her hips, grunting, hammering her hard enough to make Hermione see stars. "Bite back a moan, love. Wouldn't want to blow our cover," he whispered.
Soon he had Hermione gushing and writhing, pussy overflowing with spunk. She slumped over her desk, skewered on his jizzing cock and panting. Ron looked at her in concern. "You alright babe?" Hermione could only whimper in response, cum drooling down her thighs as Harry slipped out of her with a wet plop.
Ron helped a dazed Hermione out of class while Harry zipped up with a self-satisfied grin. The Pocket Pussy was proving to be nifty indeed. He made a mental list of all the witches at Hogwarts he planned to de-flower. The year was off to a dirty start.