**The Unexpected Inheritance**

Harry Potter, or at least, this version of him, stood before the old, mysterious-looking mirror in his bedroom, adjusting his tie. His unruly black hair was perfectly messy, and his bright green eyes sparkled with a hint of excitement as he prepared for the day ahead. He wasn't your average young wizard, though. Harry was a futanari, blessed with both feminine and masculine physical characteristics that made him stand out in a crowd. His slender yet athletic build, coupled with his longer, curly black hair and softer facial features, often led people to do a double take. But today wasn't about his appearance; it was about the unexpected inheritance he had received from a distant relative, a great-aunt he had never met. The solicitor's letter had arrived a week ago, informing him of her passing and his inheritance of her estate, including a mysterious, ancient tome. The letter had been cryptic, but the mention of a 'magical artifact' had piqued Harry's interest. As he made his way to the sitting room, the tome caught his eye. It was bound in a strange, pulsating material he had never seen before, almost like a living thing. The cover was adorned with symbols that seemed to shimmer and dance in the morning light. Harry felt an inexplicable pull towards the book, as if it was calling to him. Without thinking, Harry reached out and touched the tome. The moment his skin made contact with it, he felt a surge of energy course through his body. The room around him began to blur, and he was flooded with visions and sensations he couldn't begin to understand. It was as if the book was communicating with him, showing him snippets of his own potential. When Harry came back to himself, he was standing in the middle of the room, panting, with a strange, buzzing sensation in his fingers. He looked down at his hands and saw they were glowing with a soft, blue light. A sudden jolt of fear mixed with excitement ran through him as he realized that something was very different. He stumbled towards his desk, trying to make sense of what had just happened. As he sat down, he noticed that his hands were still glowing, and his body felt... different. There was a tingling sensation in his groin, and he could feel a growing arousal that seemed to be linked to the magic coursing through him. Confused and a bit frightened, Harry tried to focus on the tome, hoping to find some answers. As he opened the book, the pages revealed themselves to be filled with strange symbols and illustrations that seemed to depict various magical rituals and spells. But there was something else, something that made Harry's face flush with embarrassment. The spells and incantations described in the book seemed to have an... unusual effect. They induced ejaculatory effects in the caster and, sometimes, those around them. Harry couldn't believe what he was reading. Was this some kind of joke? But the more he read, the more he realized that this was real. The book was teaching him about his own unique magical abilities, abilities that seemed to be tied to his body in ways he was still trying to understand. With a mix of trepidation and curiosity, Harry began to experiment with the spells, trying to control this new aspect of his magic. It wasn't easy, and the results were unpredictable, but he was determined to learn. As the day went on, Harry found himself oscillating between excitement and terror. He had so many questions and no clear answers. What did this mean for his future? How would the wizarding world react to him? And most pressing of all, how was he going to control these new, potent abilities? The journey ahead of him was uncertain, but one thing was clear: Harry Potter's life was about to change in ways he could hardly imagine.