A/N: Of course, if you can't already tell, this story is based on Futanari One-shots over on ArchiveOfOurOwn and Sensations of Shemales. I was really frustrated with the lack of Futa content, so I decided to do something about it. Hope I do it justice!
Harry lay on his bed, contemplating the words Mrs. Weasley had said to him before she apparated him to King's Cross.
Just before Molly apparated them to the station she leaned in close, tucking one of his much longer black locks behind his ear with a smile.
"Just remember Harry, if you start to feel," she glanced at his crotch, "frustrated, you might want to consider approaching Ginny. She's a special girl just like me and I think she could be convinced to help you."
".. Really?" He wondered.
"Yes" She grinned, "you'll probably have to convince her to become your girlfriend, though."
It had only been three days since he had arrived back at Hogwarts and all he could think about was the way Mrs. Weasley had seemed so confident that Ginny would even consider it.
"Well, it couldn't hurt to try, could it?" Harry thought to himself.
He got up and was about to walk into the common room when he stopped himself, "Maybe later, what's the hurry anyway?"
As he was turning around, Ginny walked into the dorm.
"Oh... uh... hey Ginny."
"Hi Harry, I just wanted to let you know that my mom sent me a letter about your," she glanced down at his crotch "situation, and I just wanted you to know that I would be glad to help with your, uh, problem."
"R-really?" Harry squeaked.
"I mean, sure, only if you want to, though." Ginny hastily replied.
"O-of course, you just caught me off guard."
"So, uh, when do you want to," she leaned in closer, "you know, do this?"
"Tonight?" he replied, "I can bring my invisibility cloak down to the common room, and uh, I guess we could look for a room around the castle."
"Sounds good." she replied her face already flushed from the conversation, "I'll uh, see you then I guess." as she made a speedy retreat into the common room.
After dinner all Harry could think about was meeting up with Ginny, time just seemed to go by extraordinarily slow for him so he pulled out the marauder's map as to pass the time.
"I solemnly swear I am up to no good" he whispered, he wasn't worried about his roommates bothering him because he spelled the curtains shut.
After watching the map for a good hour and finding nothing out of the ordinary, he whispered, "Mischief managed" and put away the map.
He did a quick time spell and saw that it was almost time to meet Ginny in the common room, so he grabbed his cloak and headed down to the common room to wait for Ginny. He waited in silence by the entrance to the girl's staircase for Ginny. He heard her creeping down the stairs, right as she passed him he jumped out, whipped off his cloak and whispered, "Boo!".
Ginny clutched her heart and started smacking his arm, "You prat! You scared me half to death!"
After a good berating that would rival Mrs. Weasley any day, Harry and Ginny both headed out of the common room to look for a good room.
After wandering the seventh-floor corridor for a solid thirty minutes, "Why is it so hard to find a good room on this floor!" Ginny ranted, "I swear to Merlin this is the third time we've passed that stupid tapestry with trolls in tutus." And that's when it happened.
A door materialized out of nowhere.
"Harry! Did you see that?" Ginny asked.
"Of course I did Ginny! Where do you think it came from?" Harry responded.
"Only one way to find out," Ginny opened the door, peeked inside and gasped, "Harry, come look at this, it's exactly what we were looking for."
"Sweet Merlin, you're right."
As they entered the room and shut the door behind them, they took in a sight similar to that of Harry's dorm, but with just one King sized bed instead of smaller beds.
As they approached the bed, Harry instantly realized how awkward it had become, "Uhh, so yeah, we're here I guess. So, um, how do you want-" is as far as he got because he suddenly found himself on the bed with Ginny on top of him with her lips pressed against his.
"Uh, Gin-" he stammered.
"Shh, just go with it" she replied, her voice silky.
"OK," his voice cracked.
Ginny giggled and continued to forcefully kiss him, until she started receiving some response back from him, "There we are." she said, her voice husky.
Lightning quick, she pushed Harry over her knee, "Ginny?! What are you doing?!"
"Just punishing you for that little stunt back in the common room," Ginny said as she brought her hand painfully down on his bum. He gasped at the pain. She rubbed her hand and brought it down once more.
"Ginny...please stop!" Harry managed to get out.
"I don't think so, this is what happens to naughty little sluts like you." once more she painfully spanked him.
Ginny reached for her wand, "Evanesco vestmentium!", all of Harry's clothing vanished.
"Ginny!" he said indignantly as he shuddered from the sudden chill.
"Quiet slut!" as she started plying his pert flesh. She spread his ass cheeks to reveal his tight arse hole. "You must be a real butt slut if you are this tight after what my mum did to you, Harry."
She stuck her finger in his mouth and started to finger his arse. She then slapped his bum, leaving a red handprint on his cheek. He gasped, confused at the mix of pain and pleasure. She continued to go deeper until she hit his spot. He moaned the instant her finger rubbed against his special spot.
As she continued to finger him, she could tell he was reaching his peak, just a little more and he would climax. She slowed her ministrations and heard him whimper. "What would you do for me Harry?" she asked, constantly teasing the spot to keep him on the brink. "Anything." he exhaled.
"Would you, I don't know, be my boyfriend?" she asked.
"Yes, yes of course. Please Ginny..." he whimpered.
"How about my personal cock-sleeve?" she purred.
"Yes, please Ginny I'll do anything!"
"Then cum for me my slut" as she simultaneously put her hand under his cock cage and pressed his prostate.
"Urgh...Argh...ah, ah, ahh" He said as he came with a vengeance into her hand.
"Don't forget to clean it up," Ginny said bringing her hand to his mouth.
"Oh, right..." he mumbled, thoroughly cleaning his cum from her hand.
"Now it's my turn, cock-sleeve," Ginny said as she disrobed and crawled back onto the bed.
"Woah," he said as he marveled at her eleven-inch cock.
"Well," she snapped, "It's not going to lick itself slut."
He licked her cock from the base to the head. He then proceeded to take the head into his mouth, "Ahh, work my cock slut.". With that, he bobbed deeper until he could feel it pushing up against his throat.
"Just swallow for me Harry" as he swallowed she pushed his head down even deeper, entering his throat. His gag-reflex must have known it was a futile fight because, after ten seconds, it stopped. She continued to push his head all the way down to the base of her cock. After thirty seconds she finally lifted him back up to where only the head was in his mouth.
Harry only has half a second to catch his breath before he was back down with his nose in her stripe of red-haired pubes. She repeated this process until she felt a boiling in her balls.
"That's right Harry, take it all," she said, her breathing hitched.
"All right Harry, I'm about to cum," she said as she slammed his head back down to her crotch.
"Guhh! Oh fuck Harry keep swallowing." she gasped out.
Harry kept swallowing her baby batter until only a dribble would escape her cock. She pulled him back, with her head still in his mouth as he sucked the last of her cum out of her still hard cock.
"Wow." she breathed.
Harry could feel how full his stomach was after that great deposit of a cum load filled his stomach. "I could say the same thing" he replied.
As they both recovered from their ecstasy, "Oh shit Harry it's already 1:00 AM and we both have classes tomorrow."
"Well you kind of vanished my clothes!" he replied annoyed.
"Oh yeah, sorry" she replied sheepishly, "as long as you are under the cloak you shouldn't have a problem."
"Fine, let's go," Harry said.
He lay in bed, after they made their way back to their dorms, thinking over the events of the past hour.
"This is going to be a great year." was his final thought before he drifted off into bliss.