Padma and Parvati by Imouto Kitten

As the Patil twins return to the suite they share in their family home 
after a late night of disappointment at the Yule ball and a long ride on 
the Hogwarts Express, all Padma can think of is taking a long, hot bath 
and trying to forget how Ron Weasley had spent the entirety of the 
evening before ignoring her in favor of staring at Granger as she tries 
to tune out her more extroverted twin's rant about her own disastrous 
date with Harry Potter.

As Padma is levitating her trunk from the twins' sitting room into her 
bedroom, taking full advantage of the trace's inability to tell if magic 
done in a wizarding home is performed by an underaged witch or an adult, 
Parvati manages to break through the more studious twin's meloncholy 
with a direct address, "Padma, are you listening?"

"Huh?" replies Padma, far less coherent than she would be usually.

"I said I knew of the perfect spell for letting girls comfort each other 
when the boys in their lives are being stupid." answers Parvati, pulling 
a worn piece of parchment from her robe pocket and presents it to her 
sister. "Neither me or Lavender could ever get it to work, but maybe you 
can manage it."

Taking the parchment, as much intrigued by the possibility of a 
challenge to distract her as any comfort the spell might allow her and 
her twin to provide each other, Padma looks over the contents. It 
appears to be a clipping from a magazine, and one that was hastily torn 
out rather than removed with a cutting charm as half the page is 
missing, leaving her with an incomplete description that tells her what 
kind of spell it is, but doesn't tell her the exact effect.

"No wonder you couldn't figure it out." Starts the ravenclaw, "This is a 
human transfiguration. A fairly simple one, but that's NEWT level 
material regardless." As she continues studying the parchment, Padma 
does her best to mimic the wand movements depicted on the page, 
frustrated as the enchantment that animates the diagram was obviously 
damaged when the parchment was torn from its source. She also tries to 
puzzle out the spell's effect from the incantation, but it's not based 
on either Latin or Greek as so many common spells are, nor is it one of 
the more modern spells with a almost English incantation. Even her 
knowledge of her family's ancestral tongue isn't enough to let her gleam 
meaning from the incantation.

After about fifteen minutes of concentration, during which Parvati has 
changed into a pink nightgown, that while concealing too much skin to be 
considered provocative certainly seems like it would be more 
appropriately worn at midsummer rather than Yule, even so far away from 
the drafty halls of Hogwarts, Padma announces, "I think I can cast this 
spell."

"Really?" asks Parvati excitedly, "That's great!"

Smiling at her sister's infectious good cheer, Padma performs the wand 
movement, and not wanting to risk harming her sister if she makes a 
mistake, points her wand at herself as she incants, "Futanaris!", a pink 
ball of magic striking her at point blank range.

No effect is apparent immediately, but a glance at Parvati has Padma 
thinking what a beautiful, young woman her twin is developing into and 
the ravenclaw suddenly feels much too warm in her robes. Unconsciously 
licking her lips, Padma quikly discards her robes to leave herself in 
only a ravenclaw blue tunic and matching leggings, her preferred casual 
wear this time of year as she notices her leggings suddenly grow 
uncomfortably tight around her crotch.

Before Padma can process what she's feeling and properly examine herself 
for the change the spell caused, Parvati exclaims, "It works!" Before 
walking up to her more introverted sister and gently rubbing the rather 
prominent bulge that has formed in Padma's leggings. As a shiver runs up 
her spine at her sister's touch, the ravenclaw looks down just in time 
to see the griffindor kneel before her and free the ravenclaw's girlcock 
from its silken confines and stroke the rather impressive member.

Just as Padma's brain catches up with events to conclude, 'That spell 
made me grow a penis!', Parvati has parted her lips and taken the head 
into her mouth, twirling her tongue in a way that nearly makes Padma's 
mind go completely blank except for the pleasure.

The ravenclaw is so lost in what her twin is doing with her tongue that 
she doesn't register Parvati yanking her panties and leggings to the 
floor or the griffindor leading her towards the room's sitting area 
until the back of Padma's knees make contact with something and she 
stumbles backwards to land in an overstuffed armchair, naked from the 
waist down.

Running her hands through her twin's hair, Padma comments barely able to 
find the breath, "That feels... so wonderful... dear sister..." which 
only encourages Parvati as she starts to bob her head up and down on her 
twin's futahood. Padma throws her head back, letting out a loud moan as 
she rests her knees upon Parvati's shoulders and crosses her ankles 
behind the griffindor's neck.

Padma had explored her own nether regions on a few occasions, but the 
sensations of her probing fingers can't compare to having her sister's 
mouth wrapped around her member, even if said appendage isn't a part of 
her natural body, and it isn't long before the unfamiliar sensation of 
male orgasm overtakes her. As her rational mind fails her for the first 
time in a long time, Padma instinctually holds Parvati's head in place 
as she shoots more than a pint of seminal fluid down the griffindor's 
throat.

Upon catching her breath, Padma asks, "How did you get so good at 
fellatio?"

Licking her lips of the last traces of her sister's release, Parvati 
replies, "Actually, that was my first time sucking cock, or even getting 
to touch or look at a cock up close. I guess I'm just a natural, though, 
I have plenty of experience licking pussy from my experiments with 
Lavender."

Before Padma can fully process her sister's words, Parvati has lifted 
the hem of her night gown to reveal a lack of underwear, and placing a 
knee to either side of Padma's thighs, the griffindor straddles the 
ravenclaw's lap before snogging her sister senseless. Thoroughly 
distracted by her sister's lips against her own and her twin's tongue 
trying to gain entry to her mouth, Padma doesn't notice Parvati shifting 
her hips to bring the futa's tip in line with her opening, and without 
warning, the ravenclaw finds the grifffindor's warm, wet womanhood 
wrapped wonderfully around her member, the twins swallowing each other's 
moans as they become one.

Though she sees no sign of pain on her twin's face from losing her 
virginity, Padma can't help breaking the kiss to ask, "Are you okay? I 
mean, what you just did should've torn your hymen."

"My hymen?" asks Parvati dreamily, nearly lost in bliss from having her 
pussy filled with her twin's futahood. "Me and Lavender used 
transfigured dildos to take care of those pesky things for each other 
months ago."

Padma wants to ask so many questions about what her twin has gotten up 
to with her roommate, but they are all driven from her mind as Parvati 
starts bouncing in her lap, "OH MERLIN AND MORGANA!" cries the ravenclaw 
at the overwhelming pleasure that fills her with every movement of her 
sister's hips. "This-This feels so much better than when you used your 
mouth!"

"And your cock feels much better than when Lavender licks me down 
there!" replies Parvati, continueing to piston on her sister's futahood. 
Grabbing the hem of her nightgown, Parvati pulls it over her head and 
tosses it to the sitting room's floor, leaving herself completely 
exposed to her sister's wandering gaze. Padma stares mezmerized by her 
twin's twins, the griffindor's perky breasts seeming to defy gravity in 
the way characteristic of a freshly cast brassiere charm. Noticing where 
her sister is staring, Parvati leans forward, mere inches from 
smothering her twin with her bosom and asks, "Would you like to suck 
them?" Padma only able to nod in response as Parvati offers a nipple to 
her twin. As her moans increase with her sister's suckling, the 
griffindor guides the ravenclaw's hands from the chair's armrests to her 
half moons as she says, "Feel free to fondle my arse, and don't be 
afraid to give it a nice, firm smack from time to time."

Padma isn't really sure what her sister expects from her, and her 
thoughts are too scrambled by pleasure for her to care, but she has to 
admit that her twin's supple flesh feels much better than the leather 
upholstery under her palms as she unconsciously kneads Parvati's rear, 
and if the way the griffindor tightens up around the ravenclaw's shaft 
is any indicator, the more outgoing sister is pleased with the movements 
of her twin's massaging hands.

Continueing to massage and caress Parvati's plump rump, Padma 
periodically switches from sucking one breast to sucking the other, 
humming contentedly around her sister's bosom as she enjoys having her 
girlcock ridden and the melodic moans the escape Parvati's throat.

Suddenly feeling the same shift in sensation that warned of her imminent 
release while she was recieving head, Padma detaches from Parvati's 
nipple to warn, "Parvati, I think... I think I'm about to ejaculate 
again! If you don't get off of me, I might... I might end up 
inseminating and impregnating you!"

Smiling down at her sister, Parvati leans in to whisper in Padma's ear, 
"Don't worry, sister. That note was for a spell that would give a girl a 
cock, but would leave her sterile and only capable of shooting blanks." 
Picking up speed and shifting to a huskier tone, Parvati continues, "So 
go ahead, fill me up. Shoot me full of that hot, gooey cock cream. Flood 
my womb without fear of knocking me up!", and with those words, Parvati 
crashes her lips upon Padma's, wrapping her arms tightly around her 
sister's neck as she speeds up even more.

Parvati's words and greater pace are more than Padma can handle as she 
wraps her arms tightly around the griffindor's waist and thrusting 
upwards with everything she has, the ravenclaw's futahood erupts deep in 
her twin's pussy. The first shot of futa jizz is all it takes to send 
Parvati over the edge as well, her passage convulsing around her twin's 
girlcock as both sisters tremble in pleasure from their respective 
climaxes.

Parvati is the first to regain her voice as she breathlessly declares, 
"That was incredible."

Recovering from her own climax, Padma replies, "It sure was."

Untangling herself from her sister, Parvati stands up, and though a 
shiver runs through Padma as the relatively cold air of the room makes 
contact with her exposed futahood, the ravenclaw has to admit the sight 
of her naked sister standing in front of her with her seed running down 
the inside of the griffindor's thighs is quite lovely.

Padma is broken from her admiration of her sister's form by Parvati 
asking, "Would you like to switch places now?"

It takes several seconds for Parvati's meaning to penetrate Padma's 
pleasure fogged mind, but once it does, she's quick to discard her now 
rumpled and sweat-soaked tunic and point her wand at her twin, 
"Futanaris!" This time, the pink spell's effect is apparent immediately 
without clothing to conceal the transformation as Parvati's clit swells 
and then shifts in shape until the griffindor is sporting a member to 
match the ravenclaw's.

Draping her legs over the armrests, Padma reaches around her thighs to 
spread her labia as she all but begs, "Please, sister be gentle, I still 
have an intact hymen."

Instead of going straight for Padma's cherry, Parvati kneels in front of 
the ravenclaw, planting a kiss square on her twin's exposed opening 
before trailing her tongue along the underside of the more studious 
twin's shaft. Reaching Padma's tip, Parvati once again engulfs her 
sister's futahood before bobbing her head a couple of times to clean it 
of their combined juices. Stroking Padma with one hand, Parvati returns 
her mouth to her sister's pussy, putting all her experience eating out 
Lavender to good use to leave the ravenclaw a squirming, moaning mess.

Sensing that she has Padma right on the edge, Parvati withdraws her 
tongue, and not giving her twin time to calm down, lines up her virgin 
futahood with her sister's virgin pussy and thrusting her hips forward 
pierces the ravenclaw's maidenhead and hilts her own member in Padma in 
a single stroke. The stabbing pain of having her cherry popped is 
quickly forgotten, however, as the sudden penetration sends Padma into 
the throes of orgasm.

Nearly overwhelmed herself from being buried in Padma's passage and 
being impatient to return the favor of having her womb flooded, Parvati 
gives her twin no time to adjust to having her inside her pussy or to 
recover from her climax as the griffindor starts pounding the 
ravenclaw's pussy at a furious pace. Letting go of her twin's erection, 
Parvati slides her arms under Padma's legs and leans forward, hugging 
the ravenclaw's legs to her body as her member is trapped between their 
flat tummies, their breasts are pressed together, and their lips meet in 
a passionate kiss.

Parvati's relentless assault on her sister's inexperienced pussy soon 
brings Padma to a second and then a third climax, every clench of the 
ravenclaw's internal muscles threatening to trigger an eruption from the 
griffindor's girlcock.

Neither sister is quite sure how many times Parvati brings Padma to 
vaginal climax when the griffindor's self-control finally reaches its 
limit, the ravenclaw's womb being flooded by sterile cum as the twins 
break their kiss to shout, "I love you, sister!" in unison.

The twins lay panting in each others arms for quite some time before 
Parvati stands up, her futahood sliding from Padma's no longer virgin 
passage and suggests, "I think we need a bath."

Noticing how much of her sweat has soaked into the upholstery, Padma 
replies, "I think you're right." as she accepts Parvati's hand and rises 
to shakey feet. Grabbing her wand from where she dropped it, Padma aims 
at the armchair and incants, "Scourgify!" before following Parvati to 
their suite's bathroom, both twins silently agreeing their discarded 
clothes can wait until later.

The clawed foot bathtub, just barely large enough to let the two sisters 
soak at opposite ends without their legs getting tangled up, is soon 
filled with hot water and emitting steam. Initially, the twins just 
enjoy letting the hot water wash over them driving every care from their 
minds, but it isn't long before Parvati is feeling frisky once more.

Moving slowly to not catch Padma's attention until the last moment, 
Parvati crawls to the opposite end of the tub, and turning her back to 
the ravenclaw, sits in her twin's lap. Padma lets out a gasp of pleasure 
as she finds herself once more deep in her sister's velvety passage and 
puts up no resistence as Parvati relaxes against her chest.

Letting out her own sigh of pleasure, Parvati comments, "This is much 
better than sitting by myself."

Wrapping her arms around her sister's midriff, Padma replies simply, 
"Indeed."


Starting to gently gyrate her hips, Parvati guides one of Padma's hands 
to her shaft, whispering, "How about you stroke me with your hand while 
I massage you with my pussy?"

The twins spend quite some time sitting there in the bath, Parvati 
lazily riding her sister's futahood as Padma lazily strokes her in 
return, but eventually, they both shoot their loads, the ravenclaw in 
her twin's pussy, and the griffindor into the bath water.

As the tub drains and the twins dry off, Parvati suggests, "How about we 
sleep together tonight?"

Stifling a yawn, Padma replies, "that sounds nice."

Silently agreeing to sleep in the buff in Padma's bed, the ravenclaw 
leads the way, not noticing when Parvati picks up the nightgown she 
discarded earlier or when the griffindor transfigures it.

Padma turns down her sheets and crawls into bed, Parvati soon spooning 
up behind as expected. What isn't expected is when the griffindor hilts 
herself in the ravenclaw at the same time the silken sheath of the onnahole that use to be a nightgown engulfes her girlcock.

Exhausted from not getting much sleep after the ball, the long train 
ride, and their earlier activity, Padma just takes the latest pleasant 
surprise in stride, and Parvati is apparently just as exhausted, as she 
seems to make no attempt to actually fuck the ravenclaw. So the twins 
just lay there in a pleasant embrace and let sleep overtake them.

###

When classes resume at Hogwarts after the break, Padma is surprised to be approached by Harry following a joint Griffindor-Ravenclaw class.

"Padma, do you have a moment?" asks the Boy-Who-Lived.

"What do you want, Potter?" replies the ravenclaw, somewhat on guard 
considering lack of prior interactions with the griffindor seeker.

"I just wanted to apologize for asking Parvati to set you up with Ron."

Blushing at the reminder of what lead to the most memorable Boxing Day 
she ever had, Padma replies vaguely, "That's okay, someone helped cheer 
me up a lot after your friend's rudeness at the ball." Before 
shouldering her bag and beating a hasty retreat, leaving Harry confused.

As she barges into the hall, Padma's eyes meet with Parvati's, the 
ravenclaw giving her twin a look that screams 'we need to find a private 
spot for some sisterly bonding.'