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tusk-rumours · 4 months

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Sopping Wet

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poly!marauders x regulus black x remy (ratatouille) x stuart little x chicken little x gingy x winky x cat!snape x diego x buck x george cooper x dog!snape x macklemore x three blind mice

warnings: underage murder, heavy smut, bondage, murder, george cooper, threesomes, foursomes, probably fivesomes, degradation, furries, slavery, abuse, self-harm, men on men action, george cooper, loud noises, kink shaming probs, rat sucking, incest + more!

massive fun time!!

co-wrote with @mxilkyways

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It was a cool October night in the Hogwarts castle. Sirius, James, Lupin and Peter, who was currently in his animagus form, were cuddled underneath a blanket in front of the gryffindor fireplace. James was splayed in the middle of the couch, while Lupin had his head rested against James' broad shoulder. Sirius was lounged across his boyfriends laps, Remus' fingers running laps through his curly mess. Peter was perched on James' head.

"Jamie your shoulders are so tense, you've got to relax your muscles for the big game on saturday." Remus cooed, lifting his head from his shoulder. Remus moved his nimble fingers to the planes of James' back, eliciting a groan from the boy.

"I know a bit of cardio to get him loosened up" Sirius perked up from beneath the two.

It was late, so the common room was empty. Sirius smirked at his two boyfriends, clearly hinting as to what he was suggesting. In the silence that followed, electricity began to spark as Remus' quick hands pressed along James' chest, down to the hem of his shirt. James' breathing stopped.

Sirius sat up from his horizontal position and slowly moved to sit at James' side, resting his hand on his neck, applying pressure before reaching up through his thick curls to pick up Peter, who let out a tiny, but ever so cute squeak as he transferred him to the arm of the couch. Peter knew he could never participate, only watch.

As Remus moved to straddle James' lap, a groan from the portrait hole sounded, however it failed to capture the attention of the three boys who were too caught up in the heat of the moment. Slim, pale fingers grasped the edge of the portrait, prying it open, however the body suddenly stopped at the sight in front.

Remus was now kissing James' neck eagerly, feeling along his shoulders and arms as they relaxed. Sirius had one of Remus' hands in his grasp and was slowly leaving a trail of kisses up his arm, lifting his sleeve. After his momentary state of shock, Regulus swiftly made his way over to the couch, standing before them.

"Well well well, didn't think to invite me huh?" He said coyly, arms crossed.

"Reggie, what are you doing bro?" Sirius gasped, Remus hand slipping from his lustful grasp. The two other boys heard the mumble of words behind them, registering them to be Regulus however their minds were in too much of a haze to care. James cupped Sirius' chin and dragged his face so they locked eyes, "please Siri, i need you" he pleaded, moving his hand to his groin and exposing just how badly he needed him.

Sirius eyes rolled back, a failed attempt a hiding a moan tumbled from his lips which he had sucked between his teeth. He could no longer hold back. As his mouth moved to the nape of Lupin's neck, his eyes remained locked on Reggie. The scene caused a hot flush to run through the younger Black. Almost instinctively his own palm moved over the tent in his pants, mimicking the movement between the three marauders.

At the sight of him, Sirius grabbed ahold of Reggie's other hand and pulled him into the group, as they all quickly began to remove each other's layers of clothing. They were a mess of limbs on top of each other, as Regulus crawled back to the edge of the couch, where he sat, silently begging for his older brother to join him. Instead, Remus came to tend to him, as Sirius was busy exploring James' newly exposed muscles. Just as Remus towered over him, Reggie's breath was caught. Remus began eagerly exploring his body, travelling lower before his hand aggressively grasped the part of Regulus that was begging for attention. As he quickly tugged, Reggie cried out in pleasure, which then turned to a cry of embarrassment as Remy the rat emerged from his pubes, just as if he was underneath Linguini's hat. As Remus moved back, eyes wide in shock, the rat moved up to sit on Regulus' stomach.

"Did I cook or what?" Laughed Remy, flipping a wooden spoon in his tiny paw.

A small scream erupted from Lupin at the sudden visitor which caught the attention of both James and Sirius. At the sight of Remy, Sirius chuckled.

"Hell yeah you did lil bro!" Sirius dapped up Remy before enclosing his small body in his fist and placing his plush lips around the furry body, sucking on him with great vigour. Remy was reborn from Sirius' mouth with pop, now sopping wet. Sirius then moved toward him again and enveloped the front of the rat in a passionate lick, before throwing him against the wall with all the hate he could muster. Remy hit the wall with a wheeze that resembled a squeaky toy, before collapsing on the ground in a small, soppy heap on the floor.

"What in gods name did you do?!" Reggie cried.

"What? I was done with him. Tasted good though." Sirius muttered nonchalantly.

"Sirius that was kinda fudged up." James said, staring at the small lump with slight indifference along with the others.

At that moment the boys heard the vicious roar of an engine in the distance, before a miniature fluorescent green quadbike broke through the portrait door, leaving a gaping hole, similar to Reggie's that still yearned for a filling. It roared across the floor and did a few donuts before coming to a screaming halt near the soaking wet lump. As the motion slowed, the boys recognised the daring driver as Stuart Little. He hopped out and went to pick up his old friend, wordless. The domestic mouse hurled the unconscious cook in the back of his car, before the engine roared to life and he sped off, a little too fast.

On the road up ahead Chicken Little slowly trudged across the road, disappointed from his recent loss in baseball which resulted in a beating from his dad. Sirius and Regulus knew the feeling. As Stuart saw him, he couldn't hit the brakes in time, instead hitting the depressed chicken full force.

Chicken Little exploded into minced meat, his feathers and limbs spraying the walls with his remains.

His intestines had slid down both the rats throats, which spurred the unconscious one to life. They both immediately began to gag, which the boys on the couch liked. Remus quickly ran into action, using a spell to pull the intestines back up their throats. After that shock the rats could finally look at the scene.

Peter took this chance to finally run wild with his pack. Using Sirius’ head as a leaping pad, he launched off to catapult himself into the back of the quad bike.

“Sayonara bitches!”

Stuart Little panicked - he couldn't go back to prison, not after what he did to Snowbell - so instead, he sped off with Remy's unconscious body.

Now, as the crime scene lay abandoned, a singular foot of Chicken Littles rested by the portrait of the common room. Suddenly a big beefy hand reached down and grabbed the foot.

"Aye, free KFC. Who would leave this laying around?" The sexy southern accent cooed. "Winky! Carry this foot for me, you useless elf"

"Yes master Cooper" Winky cried.

The three marauders watched in shock at the events that just unfolded in front of them. Mr Cooper and Winky trudged past, paying them no mind. Sirius turned to gawk at Regulus and his 2 boyfriends, however instead of finding them in disbelief - he noticed they were still turned on.

Mr Cooper went and settled himself on one of the plush armchairs, as Winky assumed her position on the floor. After a moment of stunned silence, the legend spoke.

"You guys got any brisket?" He enquired, turning to the boys, paying no mind to the state of them.

"N-no, sir." Remus said, who was then distracted by James pawing at him, wishing to continue what they started.

"MOMMY!" James cried after his attempts at mumbling were unsucessful. He whined and whined for his mommy but his daddy Lupin told him he had to wait and could not touch himself or he would be very mad. A sigh escaped George.

"Give him what he wants, just shut that runt up, or i'll do it myself."

A beat passed.

"C- can you?" James nervously enquired.

"Course pal. Winky, hold my clothes."

The boys on the couch were shocked. Were they about to be pleasured by George Cooper himself? This night couldn't get any better.

Mr. Cooper undressed before them in a sultry manner, chucking his clothes at the tiny elf with full force, causing her to stumble into the fireplace. Instead of burning normally, slowly and crisply, she burnt like an animal dying in minecraft would- turned red and swiftly turned horizontal.

George payed no mind- he had special intentions for his boys.

He slowly made his way over, locking eyes with James, who returned a pleading gaze. George grabbed James' neck suddenly and began to choke him. James revelled in the sensation, as the other boys went to touch Mr. Cooper.

"Aye there skippers! Hold your horses." He scolded, eliciting embarrassed looks from the boys, except for James, who was enamoured by George's power.

James was the first to get the George Cooper treatment. He took them each in turn, bringing them to euphoric heights. As so much time had passed, the boys forgot all about the ratscapade, except for Remus, who reminded himself and was sure there was nothing but pleasure in store for the remainder of this evening. George let them all snuggle up around his manspread on the couch, as they gave Mr. Cooper some very special treatment.

Reggie sat on the far end of the group next to Sirius. As Reggie sat there, on cloud 9 after his experience with Mr. Cooper, he still yearned for his big bro.

"Daddy what about me?" Mega sub Reggie whispered to his dom older brother Siri.

Sirius turned to look at him, his gaze suddenly softening at his brother's vulnerable state.

"I'm sorry my little boy, let me make it up to you." He said, smirking slightly as the sentence concluded.

As Sirius moved to straddle his brother's lap, a loud noise rung out from behind him.

"Meow."

They all froze.

"Meow meow. Meow meow meow."

"What the fuck." Remus said. As they all turned to him, they saw he was staring wide eyed at a spot on the floor, turning to it, they all gazed upon non other than Cat Snape.

“Professor Snape?” James asked, his eyebrows raised in disbelief. The four boys and George Cooper all moved to sit around cat Snape in a circle.

“Meow”

“Theres no way professor Snape is sat in front of us as a cat right now” Lupin gawked. How had this happened? Only earlier today had he seen Snape in potions and he was neither small nor furry. Nonetheless, Lupin had to admit to himself how kawaii the Slytherin house leader looked in his fursona. Before he could voice his thoughts, another broke the silence -

“I- I hate to say it but sensei Snape looks so cutesy, i just wanna stroke him” Regulus pouted. One by one the other boys all nodded in agreement.

“Well boys, you cant leave him waiting - give em a pet” George instructed. Sirius’ fingers glided over the soft black fur of Cat Snapes backside, the sensation posing a memorable contrast to that of Reggies coarse pubic hair. Sirius’ eyes met Regulus’ from across the circle - his lips torn between his teeth as he squirmed and palmed himself waiting to resume what had started with his brother.

Sirius had forgotten he was stroking Cat Snape until a noise rang through the tense and humid air which sounded like a pur? All the boys’ attention snapped down to the little creature, who seemed to have no different than an expression of hate on its face yet the soft kneading of its paws on the rugs below said otherwise.

“Load me up boys” the silence was broken by the heaving of Mr Cooper who waddled his way to the couch, promptly throwing his round and voluptuous belly onto the cushions.

Quickly understanding, Remus gently coddled Cat Snape and moved him to rest on Mr Coopers back. As soon as the professor made contact, George let out a pornographic moan. The sound had goosebumps arise on the marauders and Reggies skin, their palms becoming clammy and blood rushing downwards.

However, before they could react a loud bang came from a nearby window as it crashed open, smashing into shards against the brick wall. Through the darkness of the night, a predatory shadow emerged - highlighted by the glow of the moon.

The shadow slowly stalked towards the boys and Cat Snape, light from the fire capturing the long, sharp fangs cascading from its lips. Just as it seemed the boys were about to be jumped, a smaller shadow appeared on the back of the predator.

“Good Kitty Diego. Obey daddy Buck and let me handle this”

Sliding down the back of Diego, Buck landed onto a spring-pad which launched him up towards the chandelier hanging from the common room ceiling. His small nimble fingers grasped the metal, the momentum flipping his slim body around the light.

The room watched in awe as Buck, on his fifth flip sent his body towards Remus. With expertise, Buck grabbed onto the hard rod of Lupins peeny, completing another 2 flips before sticking a landing onto the plush rug. The boys watched in awe, dumbstruck.

“MAN that was some pretty dope moved little guy!” James said enthusiastically, reaching for Buck. Before he could grasp him George snatched Buck, causing him to wheeze like a squeaky toy and deflate as George bit down on his arm, ripping it off.

“Tastes just like chicken!” He moaned, nibbling for more.

At that moment Diego growled in a husky tone, prowling towards the group in a sultry manner, before arching his back in a stretch and laying down, paws crossed.

“Thank fuck that idiots dead.” He said, shutting his eyes peacefully as the boys came over to suggestively stroke him.

At that moment, another different window shattered. The noise caused the group to turn, and their eyes lay on a whimsical sight. Gingy stood proudly, with both hands on his hips overlooking the group. He had the three blind mice on individual leashes in front of him.

For a moment it looked like Gingy was leading them like dogs, however as the moon passed by the window it became clear to what was really happening. While the three blind mice where in fact on leashes, they were aggressively giving head to Gingy whose pornographic squeals filled the air.

“No, not the buttons. Not my gumdrop buttons!” he mewled as hot frosting shot from his gingerbread stick. Instinctively, Gingys hands tightened around the leash, causing the collars on his mice to tighten and choke them. Their small paws gripped at Gingys, crumbs cascading around them.

“Oh! The muffin Man!” Gingy sighed, his sweetened liquids coating the window sill and dripping down the walls. The marauders and George all watched in their grow hardened states. George almost immediately after, combusted. Hot grease shot from his hands, landing on his hairy chest. He thought he better save that for MeeMaws meatloaf later.

Sirius, Remus, James and Reggie had all gathered into a circle, their hands stroking anything they could grasp in their hazy states. Harmoniously, they finished in a heaping pile of white, their pants and moans coating the already damp and heated space. As they coated themselves in their ecstasy, the full moon cast through the shattered windows, catching young Remus’ eye. He began to transform, causing all of the boys to scramble backwards.

“What the Sigma. I am a fucking cat.”

Remus stretched out, his fair skin replaced with grey fur, his big nose stretching out into a slender snout. He howled, causing the castle walls to shake. Sirius immediately turned into his dog form, and at that moment another dog appeared out of thin air at his side. It was Dog Snape. He was a black Scottish Terrier, sporting the sexy face of Snape. He and Sirius made eye contact, before Dog Snape opened his trapper.

“Woof woof. Woof woof woof. Give me a bone.” He simply stated in a monotone manner. In that instant he was presented with several bones, from James, Reggie and George.

Sirius dismissed the thing, lunging at Remus full force. They entangled themselves in a brawl, with everyone watching. Dog Snape became referee, donned in a black and white striped shirt and whistle. Cat Snape then appeared in a red shirt hastily providing the dog sips of water.

James and Reggie took this prime opportunity to focus on each other, giving each other side eyes and smirks. James grabbed his wrist and pulled him against the wall, pinning Reggie’s wrists above his head, before licking his front. He then knelt before him, grabbing his knees and bonking his head on them as hard as possible. Gingy then attacked him, screaming “Look at me! Don’t do this to yourself! Please! Stop! For me!?” He said, eyes exploring James’. James’ face softened.

“Anything you say angel.” He replied. Regulus was completely forgotten. A bit similar to his home life.

As this unfolded, All the animals were still engaging in a fight. Sirius had called for time out, and the fighters were on either side of the boxing ring, the three blind mice stroking his fur, whilst Diego, who had lost all of his fur in the fireplace, was screaming shrilly at Remus.

“Get your fucking act together you useless half-breed, or i’ll cull each and every one of you bastards!”

George payed them all no kind as he savoured every morsel of raw, alive Buck’s body, using his leaf eye patch as a napkin.

Time out ended, and the brawl resumed. The fight was weak, with very poor effort. Mr.Cooper had to intervene. He grabbed Sirius by the scruff of his neck, straddling him and grabbing onto the handles. He cracked his whip to his side, then said in the most godlike tone possible, glaring daggers at Remus and Diego;

“Stop on them runts.”

As Sirius and George began to charge, suddenly an earth shattering boom silenced the room. The air became so silent, you could hear a pin drop. Then, from the centre of the common room, a section of the floor began to lower, rays of spotlights and laser beams seeping through the cracks.

After a minute of silence, the floor began to raise back up, the soft hum of a speaker flowing into the space.

What? What? What? What?

As the platform raised to its full height again, it was now accompanied by the silhouette of a tall man.

“I'll wear your granddad's clothes. I look incredible. I'm in this big-ass coat. From that thrift shop down the road” The mystery figure lowly spoke, his voice mirrored through the speakers that had appeared around the boys.

Through the artificial fog, dark stage lights and coloured lasers, the man in the fur coat and deco stayed in gold jewellery could only be none other than-

“Macklemore.” Reggie said softly, forgetting all about himself being the runt of the litter in all aspects of his life. George hadn’t said it straight to his face, but as Sirius was giving him head earlier, he locked eyes with George who was beneath James, and silently mouthed ‘runt’.

The other boys looked at him, then back at the man who stepped through the fog.

“I am going to pop some tags. ‘ve only got twenty bucks in me pocket though is tha’ a’right?” He said to them through his microphone.

“Fart Bomb!” Macklemore laughed before ripping the biggest stinker. It may have been silent but boy was it deadly, all the boys, including dog snape, cat snape, Gingy, Diego, Gingy and the three blind mice all dropped to the floor in a heap of naked, sweaty bodies.

Macklemore cackled, he had finally achieved his life long mission. Scooping up the Snape variants, he whispered quietly.

“Gonna put you puppies in the incubator at Stark Industries.”

Chuckling darkly, he kicked Remus’ unconscious wolf form with all the hate in the world.

“Fucking half-breeds.” He muttered, before escaping sneakily though both the shattered windows, splitting himself in half to do so, then merging back together as the flew away into the sunrise.

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The next morning, the four boys awoke in their dormitory somehow, their beds pushed together as per usual. James woke first, snug tight in between Remus who was behind him, and Sirius who layed on his chest. Peter, who made his way back to the dorm after a wild night of rat frat parties, still in his rat form, was curled up on the pillow. James waited as the others came to, and they layed there in silence for a while, until James broke it.

"Last night was a movie huh guys?"

“Bazinga!”

Bazinga father was always watching.

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