"FREAK! YOU CALL THIS CRAP BREAKFAST?" Harry tried to push himself further into the kitchen wall to hide from his Uncle Vernon, however this proved to be an impossible feat.

"I-I'm s-sorry Uncle I d-didnt mean t-to-" Harry's apologies were cut short as his Uncle hit him across the face, sending him crashing to the floor.

"BOY, WE BRING YOU INTO OUR HOME OUT OF THE GOODNESS OF OUR HEARTS AND YOU CANT EVEN DO ANYTHING TO REPAY OUR KINDNESS! Well, that is about to change now…" His Uncle seemed to pause in thought trying hard to figure out how to work his brain enough to find a suitable punishment. Seeing his innocent 8 year old nephew nibble his bottom lip seemed to finally got the cogs in his mind to work. "Ah! Boy go to your cupboard whilst I make preparations…" Resigned to his cupboard Harry sat on his 'bed' and pulled his bony legs to his chest and rocked back and forth trying to stop his tears. 'Well, it must not be the belt, so i suppose thats a bonus.' Harry thought long and hard on what his Uncle could do to him, it would most likely be worse as his Aunt wasn't home yet from picking Dudley up from Piers' house, and would most likely be gone for a while as his Aunt liked to gossip with Piers' mum.

After what felt like a eternity of rocking back and forth, but what was actually only about half an hour, Harry's Uncle wrenched open the cupboard door and dragged Harry up the stairs not uttering a word. For once Harry wished his Uncle would say something, but as he knew he'd get a beating if he spoke up, he let the eerie silence linger. Pushing his nephew into the master bedroom Vernon finally spoke "Go and shower boy, I want you nice and clean for what we're going to do." Filled with thoughts of dread and trepidation Harry limped into the en-suite bathroom. Harry slowly attempted to remove his ratty shirt he was graciously given from his cousin's cast-off pile, but his Uncle's impatient grunt had him quickly pulling off his 'clothes' and rushing through a hot shower. After he was done Harry turned off the shower and heard his Uncle walk in, being absolutely starkers, Harry quickly moved his hands to cover himself. "Now, now boy, theres no need to cover yourself." After Harry removed his hands his uncle approached him. "Now, lets get you dry" Harry's small bony body seemed to drown in his Uncle's large fluffy towel and he found himself struggling to breathe, but his Uncle soon pulled away and led him back into the bedroom.

"Now, your punishment Harry is going to be a bit different from normal, we're going to see if we can make you appreciate what my family has given you boy." From the soft spoken words and the kind smile offered to him, Harry accepted his punishment, not seeing the odd glint in his Uncle's eyes as he stared at his nephew's body. He quickly pulled his nephew in for a lingering hug, and Harry who had never known kindness, as he had never left the house aside from mowing the lawn and fixing the garden (Freaks didn't get to go to school), found himself already loving his punishment. Pulling back his Uncle pulled out a large black box wrapped in a pink bow, "Now, pet, this is a gift for you to start adjusting to your new life." Not seeing anything wrong with his Uncle's words Harry opened the box and found himself staring at women's lacy lingerie and other clothes. "Put them on pet." Harry smiled at his Uncle's new name for him and quickly pulled on the green lacy panties and negligee. Smiling once again at his Uncle, Harry waited for further instructions. "Now, aren't you a pretty pet? But for the finishing touches we just need three things." His Uncle delicately placed on a headband with large fluffy black cat ears and clipped a fluffy tail to match onto his panties. Finally a lacey black and green collar was placed around his neck. "You look beautiful pet, absolutely breathtaking. Pet, me and your Aunt agree that this will be good for you and Dudley will be learning with you too. Do you understand Pet?" Harry nodded, still smiling. "Good, good. Now Tuney is going to help you understand how to cook and you won't be working in the garden unless you've been bad. As for other chores you'll be doing, we expect you to care for mine and Dudley's needs. "Of course Uncl-" Harry's agreement was interrupted by Vernon. "Ah-ah pet, I want you to call me Master and Dudley Sir, your Aunt wants you to call her ma'am. Is that understood pet?" Needing no time to agree with the man who had shown him such kindness today Harry quickly nodded very eagerly "Yes Master!" Vernon's grin would have startled Harry with how feral it was if he were not too naïve.

It was several days later since Harry's new life began and he had yet to have been asked to care for his Master. That would change today.

"PET! Come here pet." Hearing his Master's wish Harry quickly scampered for where he heard the voice, his Master's bedroom. "Yes Master?" Harry run his hands together with anticipation of his task. "Come kneel between my legs pet." Harry did as he asked and looked up at his Master with such a look of awe and adoration that Vernon's already large bulge, pulsed a bit larger. Thus getting a better reaction than Petunia ever had. Opening his trousers Vernon pulled out his short, fat cock and positioned Harry's head over it. "Now pet I want you to suck this really well." Harry finally seeing something wrong with the situation tried to pull away. "Uncl-Master I really don't think that's appropriate, please don-" "BOY! We tried our hardest to finally make you see where you belong!" Vernon pulled Harry up from the floor and flung him on the bed. Ripping down his lace panties, Vernon pulled apart Harry's checks and spat on the virgin arsehole. "No! Please U-Uncle don't!" Harry continued to scream until Vernon shoved the wadded up panties into his nephew's mouth. "Shut up boy!" Vernon growled, and promptly shoved his short cock straight into Harry, making his muffled screams fill the air. Harry continued to cry as Vernon pumped into his small body until his release. "Pet… You were so bad boy, back to the cupboard until you learn."

Harry lay in his cupboard, in the silence of the night. Until he heard a voice in his head. "You know you could easily run from these muggles…" Startled Harry sat up straight and asked "What do you mean, they're my family." The voice chuckled in his mind "No my child they're not, I have been kept quiet from you as i had no strength but now i can reveal all i know." Intrigued Harry cocked his head "Will you help me?" Harry's voice dripped with hope. "Harry, I will save you my child. All i need is a little energy. Do i have your permission to take it?" Harry for once thought the request through. "Yes. I trust you." And Harry did. Completely. "Thank you Harry." After a few minutes Harry felt slightly light headed, but he started to see a figure appear in his cupboard. "Hello Harry. My name is Tom Riddle.