Chapter 34

It's the night before their departure on Winter Break as Dudley follows Draco down to Hogsmeade for a little fun. Technically, they aren't supposed to be out of the Castle at such a time, but Draco being Draco and Dudley having the in that he has with Professor McGonagall… saw them through easily enough. Sure, they might be Hogwarts Students, but there are students and then there are students. Different rules for different people.

Before they both leave to spend the holidays away from Hogwarts however, Draco has Dudley's Christmas Present. Technically, it's more like he's paying the other boy back, but neither of them cared all that much about putting labels on anything. They were best friends, what with the work Dudley had put into cultivating his relationship with Draco. And best friends shared things. After all, just look at Crabbe and Goyle with Hermione.

This was certainly similar to that, and Dudley has to hide the wicked grin that threatens to spread across his face as Draco leads him into a rented room in the Three Broomsticks. He has to hide the grin, because he's not supposed to know what's happening… or why the gorgeous, bodacious Molly Weasley is waiting for them in the room.

Molly's eyes go wide, and she looks mortified to see Dudley follow Draco inside. Meanwhile, he forms his face up into a mask of mild surprise, his eyes widening slightly at the sight of her, though not nearly as wide as hers get.

"Mrs. Weasley? What are you doing here?"

"O-Oh. U-Um… Draco, I don't think…"

"It's fine, Molly. Dudley is fine. He's not going to blab to anyone. Right, Dudley?"

Playing his part beautifully, Dudley gives an almost earnest looking nod to Draco.

"Of course not. Though I don't even know what there is to blab. What's happening here?"

Smirking wickedly, Draco pins Molly with a gaze that leaves the beautiful red-haired MILF squirming and silent. She clearly wants to protest, clearly doesn't want Dudley to know anything… but she also clearly needs Draco's gold more than she needs to hold onto the tattered remains of her pride. Fuck, Dudley has to admit, there's something so hot about seeing an older woman like Molly Weasley forced to submit to younger wizards like him and Draco.

Of course, unbeknownst to Molly, it's too late. Dudley isn't as unaware as he's pretending to be. He's been in the whole thing with Draco practically from the very start. They're bros after all, and they don't keep secrets from each other. Dudley had even helped arrange for Ginny to find out what Molly was up to, all part of the long-term plan of getting Ginny into the budding 'family business' once she was a little more ripened.

Molly, meanwhile, knew none of this, but did know Dudley was Ginny's friend. It was obvious that she was very hung up on this, even as Draco makes a big show of explaining the situation to Dudley, going on about how Molly was tutoring some Hogwarts students… but also 'tutoring' some Hogwarts students.

By the time Draco is done talking, Molly's face is as red as her hair. The Weasley Matriarch looks downright ashamed in herself, and utterly humiliated. But she's also still there… because she needs the money. And that was where Dudley came in. If it came from Draco, well, it wouldn't land very well. But if it came from a completely new 'face' to the 'conversation'…

"Huh, I have to admit, I wouldn't have thought you'd be willing to do that kind of thing, Mrs. Weasley."

Molly flinches and hangs her head.

"D-Dudley, I-!"

"But you know… I think it's a really good thing you're doing here, all the same."

"W-What?"

"Huh?"

Draco, playing the 'bad auror' so to speak, acts surprised, even as Molly looks completely taken aback. Dudley, for his part, just grins cheerfully, not a hint of malice or mockery in his face or voice. He makes sure of that.

"Yeah, Draco. She's just helping to support her family. It can't be easy, looking after a family if nine right?"

See, something Dudley had noticed and felt they could heavily take advantage of… Molly Weasley, like many witches, used Beauty Charms. The kind that seemed to make them all more gullible and less intelligent. Molly in particular, had started to heavily rely on those Beauty Charms as she got more and more involved with Draco and the other few boys who were paying to make use of her body.

Draco pretends to look thoughtful for a moment, even as Molly actually smiles a little, flattered by Dudley noticing how hard she was working for her family.

"Huh. I guess I never thought about it like that. You're a good woman, Molly."

Hearing that from DRACO of all people only makes Molly feel even stranger. After all, for as much as she hated and blamed herself for their arrangement, she couldn't bring herself to blame Draco. Even if he was technically abusing her monetary woes, he was the age of her youngest son, and Molly found it impossible to think he was taking advantage of her.

… Which made it all that easier for Dudley to slip in and take advantage of her as well.

"You know, Mrs. Weasley… tutoring and 'tutoring' is all well and good… but wouldn't it make more sense if you were to get a single employer or two for the long-term? That would be more stable than always being on call, right?"

Blinking rapidly, Molly's mind clearly struggles to follow along, even as the Weasley MILF slowly nods all the same.

"W-Well… y-yes, that makes sense. B-But I can't just… it would hurt Arthur's reputation if I were to go and get a real job, Dudley. That's why I have to do this work on the side…"

Draco hums at that, before speaking up. For once, the Malfoy Scion isn't smirking. All the better to sell the act he and Dudley have got going here.

"Why don't you let us hire you full-time then?"

Molly blinks owlishly, looking between the two of them in confusion. But Draco isn't done dangling the carrot just yet.

"I don't know about Dudley, but if you can keep to the degree of quality you've given me so far… I would be happy to pay you a retainer of five to ten Galleons a month."

Both Dudley and Draco knew that was less than a week's allowance for the Malfoy Scion. Hell, it was a drop in the bucket for Dudley as well. He still makes a show of thinking about it, however.

"… Yeah, I could match that payment… if you prove to be as good as Draco says you are, Mrs. Weasley."

Molly's eyes widen at that, and there's a shocked look on her face. But also… excitement alongside the shock. Ten to twenty Galleons a month might not have been much to the two of them, but it was a LOT of money for helping balance the Weasley Family's frankly precarious budget. But then, Dudley and Draco knew that, of course.

"I-I… I would certainly be happy to do my best, D-Draco! D-Dudley! T-Thank you… thank you for your consideration!"

Draco does smirk a little bit then, as he reaches down and begins loosening his pants.

"Please, Molly. We're to be your employers. Call us Lord Malfoy and Mr. Dursley, if you would be so kind."

Hah. 'Lord' Malfoy. Still, Dudley wasn't going to call Draco out on stealing his father's title in the privacy of this rented room in the Three Broomsticks. And Molly wasn't either, as she flushes and bows her head obediently.

"O-Of course… Lord Malfoy. Mr. Dursley… please… allow me."

Before Draco can finish freeing his cock from its confines, the gorgeous Weasley Matriarch steps forward, moving up to the two of them. She hooks her fingers into their pants and tugs them a bit closer to her as she goes down on her knees, that massive rack of hers bouncing. Dudley stares down into Molly Weasley's freckled, line-free face, admiring her gorgeous looks as she deftly, one-handedly, frees their cocks at the same time.

Double-fisting their dicks without hesitation, the MILF blushes but doesn't stop as she looks right back up at the two of them. Finally, she leans in and begins to suck Draco's cock, swirling her tongue around the head of his dick for a moment before pulling back and moving over to Dudley's to do the same. Back and forth she goes, alternating between their dicks.

Draco and Dudley share a glance over the top of Molly's bobbing head as she begins to get into it. They also share a secretive grin. Turning Molly Weasley into their own personal whore? This was one of the best ideas they'd ever had. Fucking the gorgeous MILF on the regular, and for a pittance of money? Yeah, they were going to enjoy this.

And the money was clearly an excellent motivator for dear Mrs. Weasley, because the beautiful older witch is going to town on both their dicks by this point. Her tongue swirls along Dudley's cock one moment, and then is slurping at Draco's the next. Her lips piston up and down their shafts one after the other, and soon enough the wizards are rock hard and ready for action.

That's when Draco gives Dudley another glance, tilting his head to the side. Then, he grins and nods.

"Go ahead. You can have first go at her cunt."

Dudley raises an eyebrow even as he nods in appreciation and steps to the side. Molly, her lips currently wrapped around Draco's dick, goes to pull back, only for Draco's hands to land atop her head, his fingers curling through her red locks as he pulls her further down his shaft.

"That's it, Molly. Suck my fucking cock. That's a good girl."

Molly gurgles and moans, only to let out a stifled squeal as Dudley gets behind her and hooks his hands into her hips, yanking her up to her feet. The Weasley Matriarch ends up standing but bent over at a perfect right angle, her mouth latched onto Draco's cock, her head buried in his crotch, while her massive tits dangle beneath her… and her fat derriere is now at level with Dudley's own throbbing dick.

Grabbing ahold of her plush backside through her dress for a moment, Dudley just enjoys fondling her ass. But only for a little bit. His dick is still throbbing and covered in her saliva, glistening even as it pulsates with need. He wants to be inside of her right fucking now… and so, he hikes up the Weasley MILF's dress, bunching it up around her hips.

Is he surprised that Molly wore no panties to this meeting? Not really. She knew she was meeting with Draco for a 'tutoring' session. And Draco had even told Dudley how he'd conditioned the poor woman not to wear underwear, since he'd torn through a few of her precious pairs until she'd finally stopped putting them on before seeing him altogether.

After all, panties were expensive, and an extra expense was the last thing the Weasley Matriarch wanted at the moment.

What he IS a little surprised by is just how sopping wet Molly already is, as he runs the head of his cock against her slit for a moment before thrusting inside. She's positively drooling and sliding into her from behind is quite easy given just how slick her inner walls are. Groaning his appreciation for Molly's fine pussy, that despite her seven children and despite her arousal, is still quite tight, Dudley holds onto her hips with both hands and begins to fuck into her.

Meanwhile, Draco receives the fruits of Dudley's labor, in the form of Molly's face being further buried in his crotch until she's choking on his dick as he thrusts forward again and again.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

Spit-roasted between the two of them, Molly is stuck between a pair of rock hard cocks, the two wizards fucking in and out of either end of her. In turn, she can do nothing but reach up and wrap her arms around Draco's waist, hanging onto him for dear life as Dudley's powerful pounding sends quaking aftershocks through her ass and every part of her body, her legs trembling and threatening to give out on her, if she weren't being propped up between their two shafts.

How long this goes on for, Dudley couldn't say. But eventually Molly starts to cum for him, climaxing along his cock. Those beauty charms… Dudley has no idea who invented them or how far back they'd been thought up but fuck if he doesn't love them all the same. Thanks to the beauty charms that almost every witch in modern society employs… it truly is a wizards' world, where being a man means you can have almost anything or anyone you could possibly want… with the right leverage, of course.

As Dudley fucks Molly's cunt, he reflects that he and Draco have the exact kind of leverage they need for this. Oh yes they do.

With a hoarse groan, Dudley proceeds to thrust forward and creampie the gorgeous MILF right there on the spot. His seed explodes into her womb, even as Draco thrusts forward as well and unloads in her throat, causing Molly to choke and gag and sputter for air instead of focus on the fact that Dudley just came in her.

When they're both done, they pull back and let Molly drop to her knees for a moment, coughing and sputtering. But just as she's recovering, before she can raise any sort of protest or concern, Dudley and Draco strike up a new conversation.

"Well, Dudley? What do you think? Is she worth hiring?"

Molly's head immediately snaps up, eyes wide and hopeful as she waits with bated breath for Dudley's answer. Of course, there was only ever one possible response.

"You know what, Draco? I think she is. You're hired, Molly."

"Yep. You're hired. Now… time to earn your pay."

After all, the night was still young and they'd both be traveling tomorrow morning anyways. They could sleep on the train. Tonight… tonight was about breaking in Molly Weasley and making the woman, who was already whoring herself out to them, their bitch.

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