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Revenge is Sweet Written by SSK Beta read by: Slicerness

Tags: Futanari, Transformation, Futa on Female, Male on Female, Penis/Breast/Balls Expansion, Domination, Body Modification/Alteration, Humiliation, Harem, Enslavement

A/N: A fun little side thing from me and Slicerness if you have an idea for an intermission let us know by e-mailing me or him!

Intermission Chapter 1

Daphne's Birthday present

Harry grunted as Daphne sucked his cock eagerly, even rubbing her face on the massive 24 incher. She reached down to grab his enormous watermelon sized balls. He was liking the ball version of Damara's Blessing so much; he shot a ton of thick hot juice and Daphne gobbled it up like it was her favorite food. He was pretty convinced that it was now.

"Mmm I love your cock master, so big and delicious!" Daphne said then she stopped and pulled away from his cock. Harry was surprised, shocked even, at the sudden stop to their fun. "Something wrong?" He asked.

"Well pretty soon is... never mind Master, may I leave?" Daphne requested.

So surprised was Harry that he nodded without thought. Daphne got off the bed and went to the shower to wash up.

Harry watched her, stunned still as he leaned against the headboard, not sure of what he could do aside from wait for the potion to wear off. Daphne came out of the bath rubbing her hair dry, her breasts normal-sized again. "I'm sorry Master, I'll do better to- um... next time!" She said.

Harry nodded again, still completely lost as she grabbed her clothes, put them on and left. He rubbed his chin; he wasn't a master detective but he knew something was up. Daphne had never wanted to stop after only an hour of sex, he needed to talk to Millicent.

-The Next Day-

Harry walked into the Room of Requirement to find Hermione going at it with Millicent, the two in a kiddy pool full of oil, their bodies shining and glistening. Harry watched as Hermione jack-hammered into Millicent from above, her cock sliding in and out rapidly, a shining blur.

Hermione turned her head slightly, panting, and saw Harry. She jerked her head towards the nearest piece of furniture. Harry walked in and sat down, reclining comfortably as he watched quietly.

Hermione grunted and turned her attention back to Milly, only to slam her hips straight down at the girl's plump backside and let out a loud roar. Millicent keened loudly, her eyes rolling in her head.

He watched with interest as her belly began to bloat like a balloon over a period of about two minutes before Hermione gasped for breathe and pulled up, her cock sliding free with a shocking amount of difficulty considering how lubricated it was, testament to how tight Millicent was, but she pulled free eventually and thick cum began oozing from Milly's gaping pussy.

"Hey Harry, what's up?" She asked.

"I need to speak with Millicent." He said.

"Yes... sir?" She asked, sending a questioning look at Hermione, who paused for a moment in thought before she nodded.

Harry was pleased with his position in the pecking order being formally established. "Do you know if Daphne has something ... special coming up?" He asked.

"Daphne, um I think she mentioned something..." Milly rambled slowly in thought until she snapped, or at least would have if she wasn't covered in oil, and exclaimed, "Oh! That's right, her birthday is coming up!"

"Daphne's Birthday? Hmm, I see, now it becomes clear." He said, rubbing his jawline in thought. "Thank you Millicent. When's her birthday?" He asked.

"Eleven days from now." She answered dutifully.

Harry stood up. "Thank you Millicent, you've been incredibly helpful. Hermione, would you reward her for me?"

A sexy growl, a squeal, and a splash of oil answered that request quite nicely. As much as he would have wanted to stick around and watch, Harry had plans to make.

-Next Day-

Harry inhaled sharply as Daphne sucked his cock, licking the head and rubbing her enhanced breasts against the length. He grunted and Daphne cooed as she angled the head lower, towards her mouth. Just as planned when he shot large ropes at her it landed on her face and cleavage, but most pooled in her mouth. She giggled and swallowed the load in her mouth, using her fingers to pry what she could off her skin and sucking on her fingers loudly. "Mmm always delicious." She purred.

Harry leaned back and she laid next to his cock, rubbing her face into his crotch like it was a stuffed animal she was snuggling with.

"Daphne if you could ask one thing from me, what would it be?" He asked.

"Master?" She sounded a mix of confused and suspicious.

"Answer the question, please." He said, softening his voice at the 'please'.

She stiffened then she shuffled. "W-well I'd, um, like you to smell more... dirty. It just drives me crazy." She said, "It makes my blood boil and my senses go nuts." She was blushing now, Harry raised his eyebrows.

"Really, the prim and proper princess of Slytherin loves men that smell?" He teased, causing her cheeks to burn even harder.

"M-Master could you not tell others about this, I beg you!" She said, turning to him a look of fear in her face.

"Your secret is safe with me." Harry said, stroking her head softly. 'I better start tomorrow then.' He thought. "One last time then we need to leave." He said.

"Yes Master!" She turned and stuck her butt out to him and he grabbed his cock for his last rodeo.

-Next Day-

Harry stood at the door after pacing three time. With a grab and a twist he pulled the door open. He walked into the hot room and closed the door, making sure it locked. He released the handle and began to walk further into the Room of Requirement. It had been altered further, instead of the large bed in the back the room was filled with exercise equipment too.

He walked over to a cabinet and opened it to find the specially modified leotards he had envisioned. He pulled off his clothes and put them away, slipping on the leotard. Near his crotch a loose bit of cloth hung. He went to the potion room and grabbed a rather large vial of Damara's Blessing Balls version and took a sip. He shifted new clothes as he felt his balls begin to swell, rapidly filling the loose cloth while his dick grew an inch. The cloth was still rather loose, but one could see his softball sized balls there already. He set the vial down and walked to the treadmill. This was a special treadmill that used magic to monitor his progress. He didn't know how it worked, but it did what it's Muggle equivalent did with magic, and that's all that mattered.

He placed the little adhesive pad on his wrist and looked at the main board. Not sure what to do, he pressed a green button. He nearly tripped as the tread began moving beneath his feet but he turned it into a stumbling jog that quickly evened out, "All right Harry, time to get dirty!" He announced with a chuckle.

-Ten Days Later-

Daphne walked into the Room of Requirements, Hermione having passed along a message from her god, who requested she join him for the evening. She was a little nervous, Harry, while not avoiding her, hadn't touched her or allowed her to touch him for a little more than a week. She was a good servant, and could easily tell how needy he was becoming, but he would always turn her down when she tried to soothe him. She paused in her walk, unsure of whether or not she should continue.

She was just starting to feel self-conscious about herself, 'Maybe he's not satisfied with my body anymore?' She thought. _'But he did call for me...'_when she thought that she continued on again. She entered, looking around when she caught sight of her master lying nude on his back on a large bed, a table with a half dozen potion bottle on it next to him.

"Harry birthday Daphne." Harry smiled warmly.

The Slytherin smiled back, happy that he somehow knew. "Thank you. What are we doing today? Do the potion stores need refilling again?" She asked.

Harry shook his head. "No, nothing like that. Today I've decided to give you a present."

Daphne looked cutely curious so he elaborated. "I've been taking a steady but small dose of the balls enhancing variant of Damara's Blessing for the last ten days. I also took into account your request for me to be smelly and sweaty, so I haven't taken a shower either." He gestured towards the table next to the bed. "I've brewed a fresh batch of the cock and ball versions of Damara's Blessing, the additive for it, and the Fertilius potion. You, Daphne, have full control over how much of each kind I take."

Daphne's eyes slowly widened as she wrapped her mind around the situation. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish as her eyes darted around at the things he'd gathered to the visible sweat dripping from his body. "You... you promise?" She whispered, scarcely believing the gift she was being given. A joy was spreading through her, one that had lingered in the darkest corners of her mind refusing to appear due to her pride.

Harry nodded, and Daphne's feet started taking her forward. Her nostrils flared as the smell hit her first, a thick musk that made her head fuzzy. She walked forward sniffing almost like a dog now she could smell the powerful and thick scent of smelly cock and balls. So strong and musky she felt her legs wobble and her pussy starting to soak so much she could hear dripping. She then stood straight, she was a woman on a mission and she pushed past the alluring scent to grab both versions of Damara's Blessing on the table. She walked over and handed him the ball enhancing version, "Scoot down to the edge of the bed and drink this one, all of it quickly." She said, her heart thumping as her nose caught the scent even stronger now.

She shivered as her god did as she asked and downed the potion in seconds. She watched with elation as his already large balls, watermelon size at least, bulged and inflated to the size of yoga balls, large enough to spread his legs wide. Since his lower half was dangling off the edge of the bed they simply dropped down to land on the floor with a heavy thump. Odor washed over her like a wave and she was tempted to get on her knees and bury her face in all that filthy ball flesh. She controlled herself and looked at the gonads, noting that his cock had grown slightly gaining maybe 3 or 4 inches.

She handed him the other version of Damara's Blessing with a lightly shaking hand. "S-slowly please..." She cooed, still hardly believing he was doing this so willingly.

Harry's lips twisted into a little half smirk and he shook his head in amusement as her eyes were suddenly more focused than a falcon zeroing in on it's prey on his crotch. Regardless, he downed the potion one sip at a time.

Daphne whimpered as his cock began to grow. It was just like a normal cock growing hard, a steady growth, only it never stopped. Bigger, taller, and thicker the tube of meat grew. By the time it was done growing she grabbed her wand and sent a measuring spell at him. An even 50 inches tall and 14 and a half inches around. This was the maximum size her lord could currently grow, and it was all for her. The smell of cock was overpowering she nearly fainted but her perverted mind held strong. Ignoring her knees growing weak, creating a loss of balance she snatched the Fertilius potion and shoved it into his hands. "Whole thing, now." She blurted too excited and horny now to realize what she was asking.

The result of this potion were surprisingly anti-climactic. A few seconds after knocking the potion back, enjoying the chocolatey taste, he felt his balls tingle and... well that was it. No physical change at all.

Daphne didn't seem to mind at all, her body shivering everywhere now. She jerkily snatched the Damara's Blessing additive and forced it into his hands. "Drink. All of it, now, quickly." She said, haltingly she was rubbing her legs and was starting to tear her clothes off.

Harry looked at the almost black concoction. "Daphne this is an additive," He said slowly, not noticing her eyes swivel from their previous position glued to his genitals to his face and grow even wider, a wild and almost crazed look developing in them. "You're only supposed to end up taking a few drops of this at a time-"

"DRINK IT!" She suddenly interrupted him almost commandingly, which she promptly muffled, both her hands slapped over her own mouth as her gaze filled with horror. It only lasted a second before her crazed expression reappeared and her hands cracked open. "You-you promised, pleasepleaseplease-" She clamped her hands over her mouth again as her mouth seemed to be stuck pleading. Tears were starting to form in her eyes.

Harry raised a hand. "Calm down Daphne, I just wanted to make sure you knew. If you want me to drink the whole thing I will." He popped the top and drank it all. It had a rather strong taste, like licorice. He smacked his lips to help rid the taste. "Okay... that was suspiciously easy..."

He regretted those words as the potion kicked in. His every muscle tensed, his hands gripping the bedsheets strong enough to pop his knuckles, and his legs beginning to go numb he cursed Hermione's luck. Hermione enjoyed it when her body changed. It was uncomfortable in some innately 'wrong' kind of way, but it was pleasurable for her besides. Harry wasn't so lucky, and any significant and extreme change was actually quite painful.

Case in point, right now. "GNAAAAH!" He cried out inarticulately. His balls began to throb visibly, almost audibly too. He felt his neck muscles bulge as his testicles swelled and even began to start to change color, tinting slightly before becoming a light blue, but that wasn't the only change; they felt at least five times heavier.

"A-are you okay?" Daphne asked worriedly, snapping out of her maddened state. Fearful she had somehow damaged her beloved god and master somehow she looked at the balls that continued to swell.

Harry breathed deeply, his teethe gritted as the last of the pain went away, but the ungodly pressure in his balls remained. "Fine. There's another potion on the table, the orange one. Take that so I don't split you in half. You've been able to take me till now but this is far beyond what even you can take."

Daphne wanted to argue, assure him she was worthy of his girth by herself, but he was right, and she knew he wasn't going to budge on this. So she reached over and quickly swallowed the orange potion, the only untouched bottle on the table. "God they hurt so much!" He grunted his balls starting to become purple tinted.

"M-Master! Oh this is..." Harry held up a hand.

"If you want to fix this-!" He grunted and grabbed his huge cock and pushed the head down painfully the entire length slick with large rivers of pre-cum. "Then get on this cock!" He ground out, Harry nor Daphne realized that he was developing blue balls, quite literally, his balls were in overproduction now, and since all his cum was storing up it was starting to go through a sort of constant self-renewal recycle phase. If he kept this up without releasing it could affect him immensely. Which was why it was fortunate, the moment Daphne put her lips on his huge head he exploded. She screamed as he roared. Harry's cock shot a literal jet of cum so hard that it blasted Daphne off. His cum shot up and into the cauldron room door, which crumbled under the jet's strength.

Both he and Daphne expected for him to shoot till he drained his balls, but were surprised when the flow suddenly stopped. He panted and the two looked at the floor; the cum was thick, thick as molasses even. Daphne walked over to it and grabbed some. It felt strange, heavy, as if it was wriggling slightly. "Hey, get back here-urgh!" Harry groaned painfully and Daphne went back to her lord quickly, ready to fix the mess she had created. Harry was lying on the ground now, his cock pointed straight into the air, a 50 inch pillar of pure man. Harry's balls had lost their purple tint, thankfully, returning to the blue. His cockhead was throbbing looking even bigger than before, and Daphne's perverted side took over as she once again began to force herself down on the head.

Harry grunted as he felt the over powering desire to orgasm, but he held it in. He looked at Daphne and grabbed her legs. She squeaked as he pulled her with every ounce of desperate strength he could muster. Her stomach bulged bigger and bigger as his huge head sank in. She could feel it pulse and throb inside of her, it was exhilarating! She looked down, cooing as she gazed at her stretching form.

She heard her master panting, releasing her legs, and only just then noticed that her ass was planted firmly on his enormous balls, every inch of his cock nestled inside her pussy, her belly expanding as needed thanks to the orange potion to fit it all. She began to wriggle, twisting her body as best she could and reaching back with her hands to rub at his balls, feeling them actually moving underneath her silky hands.

"God that feels so damn good!" He shouted, yelling as he began to shoot again. Daphne cooed and giggled madly as she felt the spray push her belly up even further. She could feel the hot, thick and heavy goo in her pooling.

It was then she realized something. With all the fertility based potions she made him swallow even if she cast the birth control spells, which she did, it was entirely possible his seed had too much magic and would simply tear the preventative spell apart and impregnate her anyway!

"M-Master stop!" but Harry couldn't, his cock seemed to be trying to expel everything, the length bulging so much it was a good 4 inches thicker.

Daphne knew she would be punished for this but she had to get him to stop. She put her foot squarely on his chest and pushed up using her feet. Harry, surprised by the sudden action, groaned at the friction. He felt her push against his chest and he coughed and grunted as he felt his ribs groan.

Daphne felt herself slide off slide off slightly, but it wasn't enough. She looked then, putting her hands on the table. She tried to push off but couldn't, her belly now so heavy that it was costing her strength. "O-oh god I'm so full and yet..." She was about to continue when she realized what she was about to say.

"No I need to get off!" She again tried to get up when she felt Harry's hands on her belly. He pushed and she felt his dick slide out, but it pulled her feet under her belly where she became trapped. She felt his dick pop out and she moaned as her pussy tried to expel cum with not a single drop of success as the incredibly thick and sticky semen stayed exactly where it was. She gave a squeak as she felt splooge hit her face. It was so thick that pulling it apart was difficult.

Harry sighed as his cock finally stopped shooting. His balls felt lighter though, and he was sweating even more. Had Daphne not of been buried in her belly and cum she would have came at least once, potentially even more, from the smell alone. He looked at her with her massive gurgling belly for several long moments before he stood and found he could walk slightly. He shuffled as fast as he could to grab the bottle of Atlinse. He popped the cork and took a swig.

The effects were immediate, he felt his muscles start to bulge slightly and strength filled him, much more than his muscles hinted. He stood up straight, lifting his balls easily and walked to Daphne, who was panting, trying to push her belly off of her to roll over onto it, or at least her side instead of flat on her back.

Harry reached down and pulled her up, eying the massive slightly spherical belly that was attached almost comically to her. It looked like she was pregnant with a full grown horse. "What was wrong?" He asked still feeling her kick on his ribs, he would have a talk with her afterward depending on her answer.

"M-Master I think... I think you might impregnate me if we do this!" She said, Harry sighed.

"I told you to be aware of the consequence." He chided.

"I'm-I'm sorry Master," She was tearing up again, and soon she was sobbing. Harry sighed, trying to think then it hit him.

"Daphne could you ask your parents to build you a summer home like Millicent's, for you and those you allow alone?" He asked. Daphne sniffled and nodded. "Okay, here's what we can do then. If you get pregnant we can stay at the summer home and no one would be the wiser."

Daphne thought of that then and smiled. She tried to hug him, but only succeeded when he pulled her flush against him, some of his cum finally be expelled by the pressure of them sandwiching her belly between them.

"Oh thank you so much Master!" She cried, surprising Harry with her strength. She then pulled away and looked at him, her eyes shining before she blushed and looked away. "C-can I ask for one last thing?" She asked.

"...Sure..." Harry said.

"Can I... kiss you?" She asked shyly. Harry paused then he inhaled deeply.

Daphne lowered her head, only to find his hand pushing her chin up and she widened her eyes in surprise as he kissed her gently but affectionately. Tears poured down her cheeks and she pushed back, returning it heartily. _'Master, I will do anything you wish of me because... because... I love you,'_Her pride that had previously denied that truth was now put aside as her heart, her very soul, now wished to be nothing but of use to this person she was kissing. Whatever he wanted she would do gratefully.

They broke the kiss and Daphne pressed her head against his chest, sighing, fully content... or at least she thought so; she wanted one last thing and she pushed back and looked at his balls, they had shrunken slightly and lost their blue ball hue, but when she put a hand on them she felt them rumble. She looked at Harry, "Fill me even more! I want... I want to have them, your children!" She said with conviction, "Let me have that honor!" Aware of another who also had that honor.

"All right but I'm gonna not hold back!" He said she smiled.

"I would hate you if you did." She said with a slightly serious air.

Harry pulled her up and helped her use her belly as a brace. She stood now, her legs spread, her belly resting on the bed in front of them. Harry grabbed her butt with one hand while the other steadied his cock and began to push in. When he had a good 10 inches in he began to walk in faster, pushing it inside completely. Daphne cried out, her mouth open and her eyes rolling up; the feel of his cock sliding in even with her expanded womb and walls it was mind boggling. She then felt him pull out and screamed as an orgasm came, her legs twitching but her knees remained locked, keeping her standing. She screamed again as she felt him run back in, causing her limbs to jerk and twitch as they started losing feeling, her entire focus dropping to focusing completely on her pussy.

"I-I's feelsh good!" she mumbled almost drunkenly, high on pleasure.

Harry chuckled, pushing and pulling steadily, his cock was a buzz of senses. His balls gurgled and he felt them pulse on his legs. "All right Daphne, here it comes!" Harry jerked his hips back to pull mostly out, his cockhead throbbing, barely inside her, before all at once he charged forward, sinking it in.

Harry roar was matched by Daphne's cries as they both came. She felt her belly begin to swell again. She could feel Harry's magic fighting against the birth control spell, and with a sound like shattering glass that only she could hear his sperm was suddenly venturing into her deepest parts, fertilizing every single egg they possibly could. Harry groaned deeply as something set off another orgasm and his balls churned even harder, pumping what must have been pints of his potent seed into Daphne.

Neither of the two knew how long their orgasms lasted, but it was long enough for Daphne's legs to give out completely. Not that it meant anything, her belly was so big now it had crushed the bed. She rested her head on her belly, giggling and babbling in something like baby talk. Harry pulled his dick out of her with a grunt of effort and stared at the still semi-hard length in surprise. After an orgasm like that he was expecting to be completely wiped, improved stamina or not, but he was still raring to go.

He looked back at Daphne'e gaping pussy, the stretched out orifice already shrinking and returning to it's pristine pink beauty. "Well she's not going anywhere... then again I'm not either." He said with a feral grin before he slipped back inside her, Daphne giving a joyous cry as she was filled again.

Neither of the two were seen again for another week, but some very terrified first years insisted the seventh floor was haunted as wails, screams, and the sound of shattering furniture could be heard.

Daphne spent the last two days of this week in a solid orgasmic haze as the smell of their activities completely and utterly overwhelmed her. She was lucky she didn't wind up in a coma, but she left the room unquestionably pregnant and even more loyal to her master than before, a fact that she thought was completely impossible.