Future Interlude Pt. 5

As Harry leaves Hermione behind and enters the next area, he's got a big, shit-eating grin on his face. Hermione the Sphinx had been fun, but he was definitely excited to play around with the 'minotaur'. And it seemed she was excited to play around with him too, because it wasn't long at all before Harry heard the stomping of hooves and saw the minotaur walk into view.

Lavender Brown looks quite delicious as a cowgirl, Harry can admit that right off the bat. She's absolutely gorgeous, with dark skin and curved horns and a flicking tail behind her. Her hair is still blonde, but it's a lot longer and a lot less tamed now, completely wild as she rests a club on her shoulder and plants her free hand on her hip, looking at Harry up and down appraisingly.

The furred bikini she's wearing does nothing to cover her fat ass or her massive thighs, and it can barely contain her truly gigantic tits as they jiggle for a moment and then fall still when she stops walking. She's clearly trying to pull off the stereotypical bandit queen persona. Harry can tell even before Lavender opens her mouth. But he also knows the truth.

She's no minotaur… she's nothing more than a cow, and Harry can tell it's going to be his duty to 'teach' her that. Pointing her club in his direction, Lavender grins wickedly.

"You! Human! If you want to get to the next level, you have to pay the toll! Mm, and I doubt you can satisfy me in bed, so that'll be gold! Ten THOUSAND pieces!"

Harry lifts a single brow at that. It's not like he's even got pockets for that sum of gold to be hiding out in. At his incredulous expression, Lavender's grin just grows wider still.

"Oh? Can't pay? That's too bad! I guess that means I get to punish you!"

As she steps forward, Harry steps forward as well. Lavender's grin doesn't falter as she does it again, while Harry makes sure to match the approaching cowgirl step for step. It's only as they close in on one another that Lavender's smile finally begins to slip off her face as she looks up into his. Only belatedly does the Minotaur Queen seem to realize that Harry is bigger than her.

"You, s-stupid human… think that a few inches are enough for you to beat me?"

When Lavender swings her club at him, Harry doesn't bother with his sword or shield. He tosses them aside and catches the big wooden stick barehanded in his grasp. The cowgirl's eyes go wide as she presses in, but Harry gives nothing away… and after a moment, he lets go of the club partially, leaving only one hand holding back all of Lavender's considerable strength.

With his other hand now free, and Lavender's both taken up grasping her club, Harry has free rein to reach out and smack one of her titties. This draws a surprised gasp from the cowgirl, which she tries her damnedest to turn into something affronted sounding, even as her face blushes under his gaze.

"Fancy yourself a big, strong minotaur, do you? Heh, I don't see a minotaur, when I look at you. I see a cow, with big tits meant to be milked, and hips meant to be bred!"

His hand comes back down again, and Harry grasps and squeezes the same tit he slapped. Before Lavender can stop herself, a plaintive moo escapes her throat, clearly meant as a whine. She immediately clams up after that, whimpering through clenched teeth instead, but the truth is in her body's reaction, even if she's stifling the noises trying to come from her mouth.

Within moments of Harry squeezing one of her jugs, it begins to leak. Lavender moos again as a trail of milk streams down from her nipple. As soon as Harry sees this, he wrenches her club from her grasp and tosses it aside the same way he had with his sword and shield. His other hand then comes down on her opposite jug, and soon Lavender finds herself pushed up against the nearest surface as Harry looks down into her eyes, grinning wickedly all while squeezing and kneading and milking her big, fat titties.

"N-No… noo, mooooo!!!"

The cowgirl throws her head back and forth in denial of what Harry's doing. After all, big strong minotaurs weren't meant to get their huge jugs squeezed and milked. And heroes were certainly not supposed to drink fresh from the teat, as Harry had suddenly taken to doing! He could tell it felt good, even as he nibbled at Lavender's nipples, one after the other. When he isn't biting and suckling at one titty, he makes sure to pull and twist the nipple in such a way as to make Lavender feel every last bit of what he's doing to her.

Of course, he's far from done. Drinking some cowgirl milk is a delicious, invigorating experience, but Harry wants every part of the cow, so to speak. Finally releasing her tits, Harry reaches up and grabs Lavender by the curved horns atop her head. Using those, the 'barbarian' wrestles his prey to the ground and lays himself across her in the opposite direction.

Releasing her horns, Harry kneels over Lavender as he instead grabs onto her thick thighs next. Forcing her reluctant but ultimately too-weak legs apart, Harry dives down into Lavender's cunt, eating the cowgirl out right then and there as his tongue elongates and slides through her pussy, back and forth along her insides.

"Moooo!!!"

Lavender isn't trying to deny it anymore, and she's having a harder and harder time holding back her moos. His loincloth still contains his member for the moment as Harry eats her out, but it doesn't contain his musk, and the busty, fat-assed blonde cowgirl gets a nice, long whiff of that, even as Harry rubs his chin against her clit in just the right way, while penetrating as deep as he can into her cunt.

After a moment, Harry gives another show of his physical strength. His hands slide down from Lavender's thick thighs and around to her absolutely massive posterior. His masculine fingers squeeze into her fat buttocks, giving away even more of the lie. She's not some big strong minotaur, not with a soft, malleable bubble butt like this one. But then, Harry already knew that, didn't he?

Heaving, Harry forces Lavender's ass into the air, causing most of her weight to be supported on her shoulders as he lifts her cunt to him, sitting up on his knees. Lavender moos in surprise, and then she moos in wanton lust and enjoyment as Harry's tongue brings her to an explosive climax. She cums all over his tongue, her pussy juices squirting outwards and upwards like a fountain.

Harry catches some of it, but the majority falls back onto Lavender as he pulls away and grins down the length of her body, looking into her eyes. When he drops her, he sits back on the ground with a plop and eyes her consideringly, his loincloth bulging but still concealing his member. Slowly but surely, Lavender the 'Minotaur' pulls herself up onto her hands and knees, turning to him as she glares, but also gazes upon his form seductively.

"N-Not, bad, h-human. But if that's how you want to play it, it's my turn now. And we all know that a silly human like you can't have nearly enough hiding beneath that loincloth to satisfy a minotaur like… me?"

Lavender had been getting progressively closer as she spoke, but now she's between his legs, and she's just pulled his loincloth away. Said loincloth clearly has some magic to it, magic that Harry has abused just a bit for this 'round'. Because even soft, his dick wouldn't normally fit under it… but hard? Hard, it would have burst out a dozen times over if he'd not been careful to keep it hidden.

As it is, Harry's erect pecker springs forth when Lavender releases it from it's seemingly meager confines. It doesn't quite smack her in the face, but that's because the cowgirl has approached from an angle. Instead, it straightens up and pushes out PAST her face, which was inches away from his crotch already when she pulled his loincloth away. Slowly, Lavender turns her gaze to look at the massive, bitch-breaking meat rod next to her cheek.

Her hot breath brushes over Harry's erection in a way that has him hissing with delight and taking matters into his own hands once again, even as Lavender stares at the cock before her in abject stupefaction. Reaching out, Harry grab the cowgirl by her curved horns once more. Her eyes snap back to his at that, filling with faux indignation, but when Harry then proceeds to simply rub his cock across her face, Lavender can't control herself one bit.

The blonde cowgirl almost immediately breaks, moaning and mewling as she rubs her cheek against his member, her eyes gazing at it with some serious adoration. Harry lets her do so, chuckling darkly and enjoying the show of the cowgirl, who'd tried so hard to be an uppity minotaur, worshiping and praising his member with her tongue and her fat, pouty lips, mooing every once in a while, almost instinctively.

However, when she goes for his cockhead, when she goes to take him into her mouth, Harry uses his grip on her horns to stop her.

"What do you think you're doing?"

Lavender blinks at that, taken a bit out of the moment as she stares at him in confusion.

"I…"

He cuts her off there, grinning wickedly.

"You want a taste of this cock? You ask for permission, you filthy cowgirl slut. Tell me what you want. Tell me how much bigger my dick is then any other you've ever had before. And most importantly, tell me what you ARE."

A shudder runs through the blonde cowgirl, and Harry can tell the moment that Lavender 'gives in'. Not that she was ever going to not give in, especially since this was always a little… out of character for her. But that's fine, Harry doesn't begrudge letting his blonde fuck pet do a little roleplaying. Now though, now it's time for his delicious cowgirl to tell him the truth.

"I want it… I want your dick, you big, bad barbarian hero! I want your massive, fat cock inside of me! It's big, it's so much bigger than any before it! Please, hero! Use me, use me as your personal cowgirl onahole! Use me and f-mmph!"

Harry's heard enough, and honestly, he's already immensely turned on as it is. Lavender's eyes glitter as he cuts her off and stuffs his cock right into her open mouth. The blonde cowgirl transitions from begging to sucking immediately, slurping at the underside of his dick with her tongue, even as her cheeks suction in around his big fat cock.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

The 'barbarian hero' wastes no time in fucking Lavender's face, not that the cowgirl minds one bit. Her mouth stretched wide around his cock and her throat bulging, Lavender truly is the perfect blonde cowgirl onahole as Harry takes out his lusts and his arousal on her, thrusting into her esophagus again and again and again.

As he looks down into her eyes however, Harry is struck by what he sees there. There's hearts where Lavender's pupils should be, and he blinks at that, before groaning and going at her throat all the faster. Must be a bit of extra magic, given the amount they girls have already used to set all this up. Far from ruining the immersion however, it only really enhances the experience as Harry forces the blonde cowgirl to deep-throat his big fat pecker again and again, watching her throat bulge every single time as a result.

All the while, Lavender is doing her damnedest to participate in the face-fucking. She gives the best blowjob she can, a world-class in any definition of the phrase. Her tongue writhes back and forth along the underside of Harry's dick, and her hands come up to rest on his thighs as she kneels over him. His grip on her horns means Harry controls the pace of things, but that doesn't mean Lavender can't contribute, can't participate.

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