Tonks looked like herself, with short pink hair and her usual cute features, except for the wings coming out of her back. Instead of being bat wings like Harry's, they were feathery. Tonks beat her black wings and slowly flew up about ten feet.
She dropped back to the grassy ground immediately after. Her descent was slightly too fast and would've had a rough impact, had Harry not stepped in and caught her. Tonks grinned at him. Now that her powers weren't spasming out of control, she was starting to feel excited about her new tricks.
"So. I can fly," Tonks said, trying not to make it sound like a big deal.
"Technically, you could already fly," Harry said. "As soon as I made you a devil, you'd have wings. They just wouldn't have been this kind."
He ran his hand along the ridge of one of her wings. It was as soft as it had looked.
Interestingly, Tonks shivered when she felt his fingers.
"I like these wings better," Tonks admitted. "Yours are a little bit… Well…"
Harry crossed his arms in mock outrage. "Watch your words! I happen to love my newfound ability to fly!"
"Flying is all well and good. They just look like dried leather," Tonks said. "These are much prettier."
She looked admiringly at her wings. Harry would have to make sure she didn't bring them out at an inopportune time. He wasn't completely sure what the relationship between the two races was, but seeing a devil pull out fallen angel wings seemed like an easy way to spark a fight if it was done at the wrong time. Either because it angered other devils, or because it aggravated a real fallen angel.
Tonks retracted her wings. She now looked like herself, only with holes in the back of her robes. The tests they had run had given fairly comprehensive results.
It seemed that when Tonks transformed into another kind of entity, she gained the physical abilities of that being, but wasn't able to use their magical abilities.
For example, she could fly with fallen angel wings, but she couldn't create weapons of light the way the Benemune's guards had done.
They hadn't tested yet to see if Tonks could transform into non-humanoid creatures. A normal Metamorphmagus couldn't. With the power of an Evil Piece inside of her, Harry was willing to bet that limitation had been loosened.
Tonks sprouted her wings again. She flew up, growing more confident, and did a small loop in the air. Harry smiled. He brought out his bat wings and flew after her. Giggling and crying out, Tonks led him on a brief chase.
It was only brief because Harry was much more adept in the air. He moved as gracefully as a senior devil, quickly catching up to Tonks and wrapping his arms around her from behind.
"Oh no!" Tonks had to stifle her giggles in order to sound alarmed. "It seems I've been caught! What is this STRONG devil going to do to me?"
Smirking, Harry took them both to the ground. They landed smoothly, hitting the ground in a grassy field. Harry had rolled them over in the air so that he would land beneath Tonks, cushioning her fall. That left her on top of him.
"Is there aaaaanythiiiiing I could do to make you let me go?" Tonks asked, sliding her fingers down Harry's shirt to his crotch. "Surely there's something I could take care of for you. I'm very… Resourceful."
Her appearance transformed while she spoke. Instead of a pink haired auror, it was a girl with golden hair and a hefty rack that was laying on Harry's lower body.
Lavender Brown was one of Hermione's roommates at Hogwarts, and a brief ex of Ron. More importantly, she was the second bustiest girl at Hogwarts for a few years, to the point that even Tonks knew about her reputation.
Tonks opened Harry's pants, reuniting with the member that had been piercing her back at the ministry. Now that their sex was no longer a bittersweet sendoff, but instead a precursor to many more lovemaking sessions to come, Tonks was more willing to take things slowly. Including this roleplay she'd invested herself in.
"You won't kill someone with these, would you Mr. Devil?" Tonks asked, lifting her borrowed tits.
She pulled off her top and plopped her thick tits down around Harry's dick. Molding them into the right shape, Tonks looked at Harry and dripped spit from her mouth. Lavender's brown eyes looked good when filled with passion.
"Here, Mr. Devil. Just lay back. I'll prove my worth!" Tonks said.
Fwoop: PLAP! Was the sound as she lifted her tits, then dropped them. The crash as they hit Harry's body was a testament to their weight. Tonks put Lavender's mammaries to good use, lifting and dropping the flesh balloons until Harry's dick was experiencing a constant state of friction. As he was rubbed more and more, he couldn't help but moan.
"Ooh!" Tonks had the gall to sound SURPRISED that he was enjoying this. "Does Mr. Devil like my tits? What about… These?"
Tonks transformed again. Lavender's golden girls disappeared in favor of shining red hair. She developed freckles on her face, while her features changed to be broader but no less comely. Meanwhile, her breasts grew by at least two cup sizes.
"How is this?" Tonks asked teasingly.
Lavender Brown was the second bustiest girl at Hogwarts. Her rack was legendary. It just wasn't her fault that she was born in the same year as the Cow Tits Queen.
Susan Bones was simply unmatched. She made three years of Hogwarts boys bemoan the fact that they hadn't been sorted into Hufflepuff, just because they wanted to get a little bit closer to her.
Harry privately believed that her popularity was even more extreme than his own when it came to a certain age (and gender) demographic. Not that Susan ever realized it. The sweet Hufflepuff was oblivious to the boys lusting after her, far too innocent to realize their desires.
There was no way the real Susan could give Harry the dirty look that he was receiving right now, while Tonks put those massive breasts to use in her quest to milk him. Harry's eyelids twitched. He's not even embarrassed to admit that he came in under five minutes.
Tonks was relentless. She didn't stop when his seed bubbled out of his tip, dripping down into the chasm between those chest boulders. She used the extra cum as lubricant, combining it with her spit to rub him even faster.
"You're so virile, Mr. Devil!" she hummed. "It's so frightening to think that you caught me! Why, if you pinned me down and stuck this thing in me, while I was helpless to stop it… I'd get pregnant for sure!"
It should probably be mentioned, at this juncture, that the reason for Fleur and Tonks's friendship was their many similarities.
They were both the children of strong willed women, Apolline Delacour in Fleur's case and Andromeda Tonks nee Black for Tonks. Both of them were very talented witches, with Fleur being the Beauxbatons champion and Tonks being one of the youngest aurors in the history of the force.
Finally, they were both absolutely and unrepentantly kinky sluts.
Tonks giggled. "Your cum would leak between my legs… And it would get all over my womb… It would be so WARM and STICKY! Thank goodness my tits are keeping you sated. You like them, don't you Mr. Devil? Yes, you love them!"
There was something about hearing such dirty words coming out of Susan's mouth, in Susan's voice, which made Harry's dick twitch and threaten to spit cum for a second time.
As hot as she was, Susan was the kind of woman who thought of missionary with the lights off as daring. Tonks, on the other hand, would talk you through a fantasy of being captured and knocked up, stroking your dick the entire time. There was only one thing Harry could say:
"Merlin… No wonder you and my wife get along so well."
Tonks laughed, briefly breaking character. "Fleur and I are two peas in a pod."
Harry watched a thoughtful look cross her face. Before he could even ask her to share her thoughts, she went ahead and started musing out loud.
"Who else would turn you on? Maybe your mother in law? Her tits are at least the size of Lavender's. Maybe I should go for Gabrielle? Fleur has gotten you to fuck her by now, I assume. She's already nineteen, and Merlin her utters might get bigger than Fleur's within a few years. Or if we really want to excite you…"
Tonks smiled evilly. Harry was a tad frightened, but mostly turned on. It was readily apparent that she'd reached an epiphany.
"How could I forget? There's a pair of tits you couldn't even look away from!" Tonks said.
The next moment, her red hair turned purple. Her freckles were replaced by a look of timeless beauty as piercing orange eyes looked at Harry like headlights.
Benemune lay on top of him. Her breasts were so enormous that they were physically heavy just laying on his body. Harry wasn't even sure there was a mortal bra size that could accommodate a woman like this. If there was, it definitely wasn't designed for someone who retained a slender hourglass figure.
"Oh, yeah. I can see how much you LOVE this one," she hummed.
Benemune was a complete seductress. Even her voice was perfectly honed, like a treasured tool, to stimulate men. It didn't matter that Tonks was only borrowing it. Just from hearing the cadence, Harry came closer to cumming.
Tonks couldn't comfortably lift and drop these tits; they were so big that her hands would just sink into the bottom and barely elevate them. Instead, she dug her hands into the sides of these breasts, rubbing Harry that way. The only difference between her and the real Benemune was her lack of glasses.
It shouldn't come as a shock that Harry was NOT looking at her face right now.
"Feed me. I'll take your seed, in exchange for my freedom," Tonks purred. "Offer it up now, Mr. Devil. I'll take good care of every last one of your sperm."
She smiled at him, moving her whole upper body to help stroke his dick with her breasts. Harry's penis, as large as it was, had completely disappeared into the canyon of her cleavage. Tonks moved faster, harder—
Harry came all over her breasts. She lurched up, going onto her knees, while the inside of those swelling tits was clearly painted white.
Tonks lifted her right breast, using both hands, and suctioned her lips against the inner side of it. These breasts were so big they could easily reach her mouth when propped up. She lapped up all of the cum that she could, before doing the same to the left breast, holding eye contact with Harry while she did so. Still, some of his cum leaked before she could get her mouth to it, running in narrow trails down her tummy.
"Rats." Tonks broke character, reverting to her usual looks as an attractive punk. "They're so big that they hurt my back."
"I wonder how Benemune flies with them?" Harry wondered.
Tonks smirked. "You could always ask her. It sounded like she was pretty darn interested in seeing you again."
"True… If the opportunity comes up," Harry said.
He was part of House Gremory now, a true pillar of the Underworld. Meeting Ajuka had shown him how important Rias and her family were in the scheme of politics down there. Something told Harry that visiting Grigori turf unannounced would bring more ramifications than just fucking the sexy fallen angel. Even in neutral airspace above England, her guards had assumed he was there to attack her and fought back before asking questions.
"It's a lot to wrap my head around," Tonks admitted, frowning. She had gone from horny to pensive surprisingly fast, probably because her thoughts had turned to fallen angels like Harry's had. "There are angels, and fallen angels, and apparently a God, and lots of gods, and the two of us are now devils. It's just hard to believe, even after seeing it."
"Not just us. Fleur is a devil now too," Harry added.
"Yeah… But it fits her," Tonks declared.
She didn't say it in a mean way. She loved her friend. She was simply saying that Fleur was already a being who lived by her desires. All veela were, in a way, which made sense when Harry considered that they were originally descended from Underworld denizens.
"I'm still adjusting to it too," Harry admitted. "But…"
Tonks looked on curiously, waiting for Harry to finish his sentence.
"Isn't it exciting?" Harry asked. "So many new powers. Plenty of challenges and beings we couldn't have dreamed of. For the first time in a few years, it feels like I'm really alive!"
"Spoken like someone who grew up in a war," Tonks said, not in an unkind way. "It won't be boring, though, that's for sure. And I'm sure the women are a nice plus."
Tonks's face turned impish and teasing. Harry, however, could only shake his head.
"You don't know the half of it," he said.
Fleur had seen Benemune and one (admittedly pretty) fallen angel who worked for her. Based on Grayfia, Akeno, Rias, Koneko, Ravel, and even Yubelluna, Harry was starting to realize that supernatural women had a lot more in common with veela than with regular women.
Every single one of them was gorgeous. It seemed like ALMOST every single one of them also wanted a piece of Harry himself.
Like Tonks told him before: he was one lucky man.
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