The Pussy Destroyer

Chapter 25- Weasley is our king

a/n Some terminology:

-Queef-le

-Buldger

-The Gay Switch

Quidditch.

Man I've always wanted to ride a broom.

😏

"And it's Johnson-Johnson with the Queefle, what a player that girl is, she's got bunda still.. I've been saying it for years but she still wont suck my juicy-"

"JORDAN" yelled Professor McGonagall in her pussy form.

"-Just a fun fact Professor, adds a bit of interest- and she's fucked I mean ducked Warrington, she's passed Montague, she's- ouch- been hit in her jiggly tiddies by Crabbe's ballsack! Montague catches the Queefle , Montague head(😩)-ing back up the pitch- and nice Buldger there from George Paris Weasley, that's a buldger to the head for Montague, he drops the Queefle, caught by Katie bell in between her slimy buttcheecks! Katie Ball- BELL Bell sorry, Katie Bell of GryffinWHORE -get it?- reverse passes to Alicia Spinnet and Spinnets away.."

The wind ruffled my silky hair and my nipples were spiky.

"What's that they're singing?" I heard Lee say and I drove my attention over to the Slytherin stand.

'Weasley cannot shag a thing,

he cannot hump a single ring

that's why Slytherin's all sing

Weasley is our King.

'Weasley was born in a bin,

he always let's the Queefle in,

Weasley sucked my Uncle Jim

Weasley is our King.'

I could hear Lee's voice attempting to drown out the word of the song but it was a hopeless case. My eye's were fixed on a certain platinum blonde flying high up in the sky and my vagina fluttered as i caught sight of his bunda still.

"Slytherin score" I huffed and rolled my eye's before shuffling to relocate my tampon.

"WEASLEY WILL MAKE SURE WE WIN

WEASLEY IS OUR KING"

I could see immortal Potter stationary in mid air as if he too had been staring at Draco's fatass, before diving and circling around the pitch.

Potato zoomed around the end of the stadium behind the Slytherin goalhoops, willing himself not to look at Ron's rear end.

I could hear Luna's lion hat moaning violently amidst the Gryffindor cheers.

All of a sudden, I saw glasses-fuck jump slightly, appearing to have seen something. He dived (deep into my ass).

Daddy's sexy body copied Potatoes actions and dived after him, the pair frantically chasing after the Switch. Feet from the ground, Harry lifted his right hand from his broom, the other hand caressing his bum, stretching towards the switch... to his right, Malfoy's arm extended too, as long as his penis, and he was reaching, groping..

Harry closed his fingers over the struggling golden ballsack and the Gryffindor spectators moaned their approval.

All of a sudden... WHAM. a Buldger hit Harry right in his nono square. I gasped loudly, my tampon sliding out of my vagina at high velocity. Pot-head flew forwards off his broom and landed flat on his back on the frozen pitch.

I got up out of the stand and cartwheeled onto the pitch, flashing the whole school as I did so.

Angelina ran over and helped him up, groaning seductively as he did so.

"It was that thug🥶🥵🤟🏽🔥💯🔫🧊 Crabbe" Angelina snarled sexily.

"Saved Weasley's neck haven't you?" I whipped my head around to see Draco strutting towards us furiously "I've never seen a worse keeper... but then he was born in a bin... did you like my lyrics Lilah?" He caught me off guard when he spoke my name, and I pooed in response.

Ron Sheeran was making his way slowly back to the changing rooms alone, singing Despacito quietly.

"But you like the Weasleys don't you Pottah? Spend holidays there and everything don't you? Can't see how you stand the peepeepoopoo stink..."

I grabbed hold of George, massaging his biceps as I did so and creaming my Cinderella panties. Malfoy was giggling and I shot him.

Shot him a glare obviously.

"Or perhaps," He continued, "you can remember what your mother's house stank like, Potter, and Weasley's pigsty reminds you of it"-

Suddenly Harry and Oui Oui George yeeted after Malfoy, and Harry drew back the fist clutching the snitch and sank it as harder daddy as he could into Malfoy's stomach.

I screamed and fainted.