chapter one

Harry Potter wasn't like the other boys he knew, for starters he was pretty sure the other boy didn't sleep in a cupboard with their aunts broken vibrators, neither did the other boys have to eat breakfast opposite a cousin wearing a gimp mask and a butt plug.

"Boyyyyyy" bellowed his uncle Vernon. Harry knew better than to dawdle, he sprinted up the stairs, as he got to the landing uncle Vernon was coming out of his bedroom doing up his fly. "your aunt needs some help. Don't be long, I've built up quite an appetite and I want my breakfast." Harry walked into his aunt and uncle's bedroom and he couldn't believe his eyes. His aunt was almost naked aside from a tail plug and rope tied around her boobs making them swollen and bruised. She seemed to be struggling with the bondage swing suspended from the ceiling. "come here and help me oil this, the squeaking must've annoyed the neighbours all night. As Harry got nearer to his aunt, he noticed that she still had cum on her face. "um, aunt Petunia, did you know you have a little something on your face?" said Harry tentatively. "of course, I knew you irritating little prick, your uncle likes to see his handy work and stop asking questions and oil those springs you little virgin." Harry did as he was told, out of the corner of his eye he noticed aunt Petunia trying to ease out her tail plug, her eyes started to bulge as it came out, harry saw why, it was fucking huge, at least 10 inches long and as wide as Harry's wrist with little nobbles on it. "are you done with that yet virgin?" said and Petunia gasping slightly. "yes aunt Petunia." Said harry dreading what was coming next. "good, come here." Harry walked over and aunt petunia grabbed him by the hair causing his mouth to open, then aunt petunia shoved her plug down his throat. "it's got to be clean for when your uncle wants to use it again." Said aunt petunia as she slid it in and out of Harrys mouths, his eyes were watering and he was gagging on the sheer size of it. This wasn't new to harry, his aunt and uncle always made him clean their toys with his tongue, the bit that disturbed harry though was the fact her anal toys tasted better than her regular ones which were distinctly fishy.

Harry brushed his teeth to try and get rid of the taste of shit and sweat from his mouth, as he walked into the kitchen looked at his uncle, he had a pained expression on face, his fists were clenched on the table. Aunt petunia was standing looking at him with what can only be described as a look of pride on her face, the cum still glistening on her cheek. Uncle Vernon let out a loud sigh of relief and seconds later his cousin Dudley emerged from under the table wiping his mouth. Aunt petunia looked as though she was about to wet herself with excitement. "ooooo well done diddykins, you've finally managed to make daddy cum. So proud of you diddy." "well done dudders, and you swallowed. Such a good boy." Said uncle Vernon breathlessly. "now go and clean your aunt up, then you can have your reward." Said uncle Vernon putting his cock away, harry didn't like Dudley getting rewards, it never worked out well for him. Dudley walked over to his mum who stooped slightly and he started licking the cum off her face. Uncle Vernon walked over to inspect Dudley's handywork. "good job dudders, you got the lot. Now for your reward. You know what to do boy." Said uncle Vernon glaring at harry. Unfortunately harry did know what to do. He took his glasses off and dropped to his knees, as harry knelt there, Dudley walked over undoing his trousers. The part harry hated most about having to suck his cousin off was the fact it was so difficult. Dudley was massively fat and he had a micro penis. Barely an inch long when erect. Harry had to put his face into the sweaty rolls of fat Dudley called a stomach. The only upside was that it never took long.

It was no wonder harry was skinny for his age, his breakfast usually consisted of cum and dildo residue. He was a little below average height, he looked smaller than he actually was because he only wore Dudley's hand me downs which made him look like a saggy scrotum. He wore glasses as a result of a golden shower gone wrong.

The only thing he actually liked himself was the lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead which he apparently got in a car crash he was involved in when he was a baby. A car crash that killed his parents. He doesn't remember any of it and his aunt and uncle never mention it and he is never allowed to ask about it. Harry didn't remember his parents at all, although sometimes in his dreams he saw a blinding flash of green light.

Some years earlier

Privet drive was the sort of suburban middle-class area that was well known for swingers groups and wife swapping over the weekend but tonight was different. A couple of the wives have gonorrhoea, so the neighbours decided to keep themselves apart for a couple of weeks.

Vernon Dursley was having the usual type of morning, his wife petunia was heavily pregnant, so he was only doing anal and throat fucking so he didn't harm the baby. After he left for work, he was the director of a major drill making firm called Grunnnings. As he got into his car and started to reverse out of the driveway, he noticed a tabby cat on the pavement opposite, just staring at his house, he thought this very odd. He leaned on the horn trying to scare it away. "will you shut the fuck up you fat cunt!" bellowed the next-door neighbour from his bedroom window. Vernon thought the cat was actually giving him the wanker sign. He shook his head. He must've imagined it. The drive to work was a little longer than usual, the streets seemed a little more crowded than usual, he was fairly sure he seen men wank each other off as they skipped down the street dressed is strange robes.

Vernon didn't notice all the strange things happening that day as sat with his back to the window. There was a gentle thud every now and again coming from under the table, Vernon's secretary had asked for a pay rise, so she had to stay under the desk, naked all day. She was to constantly finger herself if she stopped. No rise. She also had a target of making Vernon cum 5 times that day. Vernon being the horrible prick he was, hadn't washed his cock or wiped his arse for days. He wanted the poor girl to suffer for her raise.

As he left for home at the end of day, he was very happy. He didn't have to give her raise because he only came 4 times, halfway through his fifth blowjob he deliberately pissed and shit himself, causing the poor girl to throw up on his dick. He barked at her that's she's useless and clean up the mess before she could get dressed. On his way to the car he saw more people in funny robes, he overheard snippets of their conversations. "yes, gone" "the potters". The potters, Vernon thought, that was the name of his in-laws. Vernon and petunia never spoke about her sister and her husband, they didn't get on. Apparently, her sister, Lily, always got to wear the strap on when it came to family time, by the time petunia left home her fanny looked like a pickled cabbage. All the way home Vernon saw people in robes everywhere. "must be some sort of charity day" he thought to himself. As he got home, the cat he saw earlier was still there, in the same place. Still staring at the house. Vernon walked into the house, petunia was in her usual place, on her knees just inside the door. "it's ok petunia, I need to take a shower first." Said Vernon. "did another secretary ask for a raise and fail? asked petunia getting to her feet and catching a whiff of Vernon's trousers. "yep, never had to give a raise yet." Said Vernon chuckling as he walked up the stairs.

Night had fallen across privet drive, not a soul was out and about except for the tabby cat Vernon had saw earlier. Although now it wasn't staring at the house, but frantically licking itself. Suddenly, the road was plunged into darkness, the cat seemed oblivious and carried on licking. A man appeared from nowhere, a tall man with very long silver hair and a beard zz top would be jealous of. He looked down at the cat whose legs were now trembling as its tongue was moving like lightning. "ahem" said the man, the cat paid him no attention, its legs shaking more than ever. The man bent over the cat and swiftly stuck his finger up its arse. Something very strange happened, the cat was no longer the, in its place stood a rather fierce looking woman. "Albus, why did you, cough cough, splutter. Sorry, hairball. Why did you do that Albus? I was so close." Said professor McGonagall pulling hair from her mouth. "so I noticed, there are more appropriate places professor." Said dumbledore. "I couldn't help it, I've been watching that house all day. That woman is the biggest cum slut I've ever seen. The letterbox is like a glory hole. The milkman, the postman, the amazon man. Albus. She literally sucks off every man that walks up that garden path." Said McGonagall starting to touch herself again. "stop that professor, we have business to attend to." Said dumbledore pulling her hand away. "the things I've been hearing Albus, is it true? True that he's gone?" "it appears so." Said dumbledore looking to the sky. "they're saying that the potter boy finished him. A tiny baby and lily and James are dead." Said McGonagall tearing up a bit. "the only thing we know for sure is that lily and James are indeed dead, the boy lives and Voldemort has gone." Said Albus. McGonagall winced at the sound of the name. "ahhh here comes Hagrid." Said dumbledore, looking at a small black dot in the sky. The black dot quickly got bigger and bigger, until the silhouette of a gigantic motorbike was clearly visible.

It landed with an almighty bang. Sitting astride it was the largest man you've ever seen in your life, with really shaggy hair and beard, he looked like he was the sort of person who lived in the woods hiding from the police for touching kids. "alright professors, how the fuck you doing, cor you two look like you've licked a syphilitic cunt. Said Hagrid not bothering to get off the bike. "this is a difficult time Hagrid. Two special, talented people are dead." Said dumbledore. "yeah, those poor fuckers, anyway I got their sprog. Sound a fucking sleep" said Hagrid handing a baby to dumbledore. "Albus, that cut" said McGonagall. "ah yes, a curious shape, that's where Voldemort's curse touched him. But this bruise on the side of his head, I don't know. Hagrid, any ideas? Said dumbledore looking up at Hagrid. "the noisy little cunt wouldn't fucking shut the fuck up, so I gave him a little flick on the temple." Said Hagrid. "a little flick? He's bloody unconscious." Said dumbledore holding the baby up by the ankle, limp as wet spaghetti. "not my fault he's a fucking pussy is it?" said Hagrid shrugging his shoulders. Dumbledore gave him a withering look and conjured a Moses basket with his wand. He laid the basket on the doorstep and slid a note into the blankets. "good luck, harry potter." He said, giving the boy a final tickle of the bollocks.

With that Hagrid kicked the bike into life and roared into the sky. McGonagall had turned back into a cat and within seconds was being pounded into by a ginger tom cat. Dumbledore restored the lights and vanished into thin air.

The next morning petunia opened the front door and screamed. Vernon appeared behind her, they stared down at the baby. "is it alive?" said petunia picking up the note. "soon find out." Said Vernon. He took his cock out and pissed all over the baby. It started crying. "guess so." Said Vernon laughing.

This was just the start of things to come for harry potter.