Susan's Submission Part 9 (Cho Chang Chapter) (Patreon)

No matter how old he got, Harry made it a point to not forget the kid he’d once been. That meant keeping up with hobbies that many might consider childish. Like, for example, swinging by the quidditch supplies shop in Diagon Alley at least twice a month, just to stare at the newest broom models and all the fancy innovations that had come out. 

He would wander between the shelves with a hood on and a notice-me-not charm active to stop the place from turning into a mob looking for his signature. On an ordinary Tuesday he was putting this habit into practice once again, trailing his fingers over the cover of a row of Quidditch Monthly magazines, when he heard a crash and cursing.

Harry ducked around the shelf to see what the cause was… And felt his eyebrows shoot up.

A woman was bent over in front of him, hastily scooping up golden snitches from a box that she had dropped. She was wearing an apron and the brown attendant robes of workers at the shop. With her figure bent over, her robes squeezed against her ass, giving him a particularly good view of its size and excellent shape.

But Harry was no mindless horndog. He went and helped her, picking up snitches alongside her and shoveling them back into the box they came from.

“Thank you…” the woman said.

Her face and voice were intimately familiar. They elicited bittersweet memories as Harry realized exactly who he was standing in front of.

Cho Chang had grown up a lot. She had gone from being a beautiful nineteen year old, as she’d been the last time he saw her, to a buxom woman in her early twenties. It quickly became obvious how she happened to drop the box; looking at her hold it, her fat D cup breasts naturally pushed the box away from her, already threatening to topple it again. 

Cho squinted at Harry, her brain struggling to process what she was looking at because of the magic shielding his identity. Harry flipped the hood back, which stripped away the magic, and quickly pressed a finger to his lips.

Cho looked surprised, but she understood, and didn’t shout. She slowly realized what the situation was; she’d always been smart, as a Ravenclaw.

“Thanks, Harry,” she said, repeating herself now that she knew who had helped her. “Are you here to shop?”

She kept her voice quiet so that she wouldn’t draw attention to him, though Harry thought she also sounded a bit sad in general.

“Just to look around, mostly. It’s a hobby,” Harry said. “But I haven’t seen you here before.”

“I’m new,” Cho said, sounding sad.

“Last I heard, you were trialing with the Montrose Magpies,” Harry said.

“I was. Things got in the way,” Cho glowered.

She looked down as she said it, at her own chest and the two big bulging things underneath her shirt. Harry understood quickly.

She’d had a late growth spurt in the chest region, and well… As a seeker, there was a reason most of the best ones were men or slim women. Breasts had a habit of bouncing around and getting in the way of the quick movements needed. Having too large a chest could mean the difference from a professional contract as a reserve, and being cut loose.

Cho must have failed her trial and ended up working in a quidditch shop to make ends meet. Harry took one look at the girl he shared his first kiss with, taking in her downtrodden face, and spoke up immediately.

“Do you like this job?” he asked.

Cho blinked. “It pays the bills,” she said in a voice that said, clearly, she didn’t like it one bit. 

“Do you want a better one?” Harry asked.

“Is… Is that an offer?” Cho asked. “For what kind of job?”

Harry leaned in, whispering straight into her air. The busty Asian witch looked scandalized when he leaned back. Gradually, a blush worked its way into her cheeks. 

Quickly, she undid her apron at the back, tearing it off in a way that sent her titties bounced around.

“I’d like that,” she said, failing to meet Harry’s eyes because of her blush. “I’d like that a lot.”

Harry grinned.

“Welcome on board,” Harry said.

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“Huuuu-haaaaaah!” Harry yawned, stretching as he marched into his home after work. He shed his coat, placing it on the hanger, and turned to head deeper into the home, smiling as he did so at the woman standing in front of him.

Cho was posed with a straight back like a maid, although she wasn’t dressed like one. She was barely dressed at all, wearing just a thong across her hourglass hips. Her D cup tits sat with their dark brown nipples pointed at Harry, and she kept her arms behind her back.

“Did you have a good time at work, master?” Cho asked.

The term of address had caused Harry a bit of bemusement the first time she used it, but it only amused him now. He’d told Cho that she didn’t have to call him that, but the girl simply didn’t care. It was something she wanted, he came to realize. It turned her on.

“It wasn’t bad,” Harry said. “I’m glad to be home.” 

“I’m glad you’re home as well,” Cho said. “What will you do first?”

Harry and Cho entered the hallway that ran to the kitchen, Cho walking alongside him and slightly behind him, her breasts rippling as she walked.

“I think I’ll start by having something to eat,” Harry announced.

“There is soup that Susan prepared—”

Cho did not get the chance to finish what she was saying as Harry spun to her, pushing her against the wall, and knelt down, staring directly at her fat ass. 

Cho had put her hands up to stop her momentum, making it look like she was trying to do a push up against the wall. 

“What about your meal, master!” Cho protested. But she was wiggling her hips eagerly at the same time.

“I’m having it right now,” Harry announced.

He shimmied her thong down off her thick cheeks. When it was pulled down to her knees, Harry slapped his hands down on Cho’s ass, enjoying the feeling of her sculpted glutes. Her pro contract might’ve fallen through, but it was clear to see that she still kept to a rigorous physical regimen. 

Harry squeezed her supple flesh and pried her cheeks apart, jamming his tongue into the hole between them.

“Master!” Cho cried out.

Harry’s dick saluted inside his pants as he listened to his first crush call him that in a voice choked with pleasure. He stuck his tongue in deeper, wiggling it around, and ate her ass with a vengeance.

“Ah! Ahhhh! AHH!” Cho moaned. 

She lifted herself on her toes, her calves flexing because of the pleasure. Harry wiggled his tongue around, ensuring that she’d feel every little move it made, and Cho started screaming even louder.

It didn’t take long for the pleasure to mount. Feeling a little bit as if he’d just started, Harry heard a sound like a sink had been turned on. He leaned back and watched as Cho squirted all over the wall and the floor, with droplets sliding down her thighs.

Standing up and smirking, Harry left her panting as she leaned against the wall, quickly stripping out of his outer layer of robes. In under a minute he stood naked. Just as Cho was getting her breath back, something far larger than his tongue was shoved into her ass.

“AH!” Cho screamed. 

He moved his arm around her upper body, grabbing one of her tits and pressing his wrist into the other one. Holding her that way, Harry lifted Cho off of her feet.

“You were excited, weren’t you?” he asked in a teasing voice.

“Exc-ited?” Cho asked, her voice hitching in the middle.

He leaned in and whispered in her ear, like he’d done in the quidditch shop.

“Leaving that job behind… Being hired on as my bitch… I bet it got you wet in the middle of the store.”

“No!” Cho gasped. A few thrusts later, as her cheeks clapped, she revised her statement. “Maybe a bit…”

Harry grinned. He stopped teasing her and started biting her neck while he fucked her ass. Cho’s tits were locked in place because of his hand across him, but her whole body still jerked up and down thanks to the power of his thrusts. She moaned and squirted, both her body and her voice displaying her pleasure clearly. 

“MASTER!” Cho screamed.

She slapped her palms against Harry’s sides, touching his thighs. Her feet were still suspended in the air. Grunting, Harry filled her asshole with cum. 

There was a puddle underneath the two of them on the floor. Her toes gradually went limp while her head leaned forward. She was panting heavily.

Her eyes widened as Harry spun her around and pinned her to the wall. He dragged her thong down until it slipped off her ankles, looping his arms under her legs and stepping forward. 

Cho found herself staring into his eyes as his dick pierced into her. It went deep, hitting her womb, and she quickly started moaning.

Harry smiled, his face serene and outwardly calm, which clashed with the powerful and almost desperate thrusts his hips were delivering. Without his arms holding them in place Cho’s tits had started flying around on her chest, bouncing all over. 

They might’ve ruined her budding quidditch career, but as Harry leaned in and suckled and bit them, his eagerness was obvious for Cho to see, and she suddenly found herself grateful for her bust in a way she’d never been before.

Harry thrusted, and thrusted, and kept her folded in half against the wall. She howled. The pleasure she was undergoing was so thick and intense that she forgot all about the moniker she had given him, screaming his name:

“Harry! Harry! HARRY!”

Cho’s soaked pussy quivered and tightened. There were wet noises every time Harry thrusted against her. She looked like she could barely see out of her eyes because of how hazy they’d gotten with pleasure. Cho kept screaming. “HARRY!”

The other girls were probably spread around the house, no doubt hearing the newest addition screaming, likely reminiscing about when it had been their own turn. Harry kept going, hard and fast, until it was time. 

The eruption from his tip ensured that Cho was flooded. He came deep inside her, the flow of his seed washing against her womb; penetrating it; sliding deeper. Every cranny of her insides were filled at the same time, and as it happened, Cho lunged forward, kissing Harry’s lips with all her might.

The kiss was a thing of pure passion, a million worlds away from the awkward kisses they had shared as teenagers. They were adults now, a man and a woman. Experience, attraction, arousal, and devotion all mingled in the strokes of their tongue. Cho’s cheeks hollowed because of how hard she was kissing, and even though he just came, Harry continued to thrust.

A second load, a third, a fourth, Harry kept going until ropes of cum were hanging from Cho’s drowned pussy, and pupils had met each other at the bridge of her nose. When he pulled his dick free of her cunt, a big glob of semen poured out and slapped down on the floor. There was still plenty inside of her, taking root in the depths of her pussy.

Cho smiled at him, her eyes still crossed, and they shared another kiss to mark the occasion.