Thrusting into the moaning, lustful cat girl that his Transfiguration Professor has become one final time, Dudley unloads deep inside of Minerva's snatch, having no issue whatsoever with creampieing the Scottish witch on the spot. He has no idea if a witch her age can even get pregnant, and it's entirely possible she can given just how good she looks still, but even if she can, so what? Dudley has no intentions of suffering the consequences of his actions.

Pulling out once he's done, he lets Minerva McGonagall slump forward, even as he himself slumps back. Sitting down on his ass, the young man pants a bit, slowly catching his breath. At the same time, Minerva is slowly recovering as well, her cat tail swishing back and forth in the air above her ass, even as his seed begins to seep out of her freshly fucked twat.

Her cat ears are twitching as well atop her head, and truth be told, Dudley isn't at all surprised when the first thing she does upon getting back up onto her hands and knees is turning around and nuzzling into his crotch. She doesn't take him into her mouth, but she does lick and slurp his cock clean of their combined fluids, even as she moans wantonly.

Unable to help himself, Dudley reaches out and runs his hand through the witch's locks, paying special attention to her cat ears and scratching behind them in a way that extracts a delicious purr from her throat. His Transfiguration Professor looks absolutely pitiful, to be sure… and Dudley figures right now is as good a time as any to get a strong start on his overall plan for Minerva.

"Jeez, just look at you Professor… you're such a mess."

Moaning, Minerva slowly nods her head as she repeats after him.

"S-such a mess…"

Grinning, Dudley knows he's got her right where he wants her.

"I can't believe you… you jumped me like that. I'm supposed to be your student. I'm supposed to be under your protection."

"S-Student… u-under my p-protection…"

He opens his mouth, about to continue, only to falter and stop. Looking at Minerva, he's a little surprised at just how vacant the Professor's face is. Sure, he's not surprised she looks so flustered and aroused, after all, she's in heat and he'd known she would be when he'd put this plan into motion in the first place. But… there's something oddly familiar about the dazed, glazed-over look to Minerva's eyes. He feels like he's seen it before…

"… You're my horny little kitty cat slut, aren't you?"

Smiling dopily, Cat Girl Minerva bobs her head up and down in easy agreement.

"H-Horny little kitty cat slut…"

Huh… it hits Dudley then. Where he recognizes this sort of act from. It reminds him of Lily Potter, his addled Aunt. The older witch has always been so dazed and docile, prone to repeating whatever someone tells her to do, or even says to her. He wasn't quite expecting Minerva to be like that, but to be fair, what little glimpse he'd gotten of her and Harry together in the previous timeline had involved a whole lot of yowling and howling on McGonagall's part, and not much conversation.

This bore investigation. It bore… experimentation. Licking his lips, Dudley cocks his head to the side and grins wickedly before snapping his fingers in front of her wandering gaze.

"Hey. Kitty. Listen closely, alright?"

She focuses on his fingers, and then on his face as best she can, still looking significantly out of it and incredibly suggestible. His grin widening, Dudley begins to speak. He talks a lot in fact, just to see to what extent this suggestibility and… vulnerability goes to. And when he's finally done, his cock all cleaned up, he leaves Minerva to it.

He really has no idea if she'll be out tomorrow for normal classes or not, but he has every intention of showing up after dinner anyways for their normal one-on-one lesson. After all, it's not like the Professor has told him not to, or anything…

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To his mild surprise, Minerva is at the staff table the next day, looking as severe as the hot Scottish dame normally does. Though, she never once looks in his direction, no matter how long Dudley stares, so that's pretty interesting. He ends up spending most of the day wondering how she does it, exactly. From his research into the subject, most animal's heats don't just last one night. The possibility that she's already out of heat seems impossible.

At the same time though, looking back, he does realize now that he's yet to see the Professor be absent for even a single day of classes since he arrived at Hogwarts, so she must have some way of handling her heat whenever it happens. It's seeming more and more likely that Dudley simply managed to… catch McGonagall off guard and make her forget all about whatever precautions she'd taken.

With his departure however, she seems to have recovered in full. Which… that's fine, so long as the things he told her continue to hold. Whether they do or not will make or break what Dudley can get away with here. Though even if they didn't, he's still planning on blackmailing the Professor with the knowledge that she'd gone ahead and fucked a student… fucked him, to be exact.

When Transfiguration Class rolls around, Dudley is as attentive and present as ever. More so even, maybe, because he spends the entire time watching Minerva, trying to see what she's thinking. She still ignores him though, perhaps embarrassed by what little she remembers of what happened between them, maybe? Dudley really can't say for sure, but when class finally comes to an end, he gets something of an answer was the Professor calls out his name.

"Mr. Dursley…"

As everyone else leaves, Dudley walks back up to the front of the room, staring at Minerva without a lick of fear in his gaze. If she's going to try to turn this on him, he has every intention of making it absolutely clear he's not going to let her play the victim here. She was the Professor; he was the student. She had the position of authority here and had abused it when they'd had sex.

Except, that doesn't happen. She can't look him in the eye, even as he stares her down, but Minerva's next works are not censure for what they did the night before. In fact, they're far from it.

"… Do remember to come by my quarters for our afterhours lesson once dinner is concluded, alright?"

A small grin crosses Dudley's face as his eyes twinkle with excitement.

"Of course, Professor. I can't wait."

There's the faintest bit of red on Minerva's cheeks, and Dudley notes it before heading on to his next class. It's true, he CAN hardly wait… but wait he does, forced to let the slow march of time continue onwards. Eventually, dinner comes, and Dudley eats a good, hearty meal before making his way to Minerva for the 'private lesson' that they're going to have together.

When the door opens and she ushers him inside, Dudley licks her lips at the sheer bathrobe she's wearing, instead of something more concealing. Once he's sat down in a chair behind a small desk, Minerva turns to him… and shucks the bathrobe off of her body, stripping naked before Dudley's eyes. She averts her own eyes, clearly embarrassed, but Dudley just grins.

"Why are you naked, Professor?"

It's not an accusation, but a simple, cheerful question. It's him making sure that it's worked, that he actually got it right.

"B-Because when doing a lesson one-on-one, a Professor should always be naked with their student, o-of course…"

Dudley just nods slowly at that, eyes trailing up and down Minerva's gorgeous body. Even if the cat features aren't pronounced right now, she's still a smoking hot broad, a beautiful older witch that he can't wait to fuck again…

"Hey, you're still in heat, right? A Professor doesn't keep secrets from the student she's tutoring after all, now does she?"

Flushed with embarrassment and humiliation, the usually stern Transfiguration Professor shakes her head.

"N-No, she does not… a-and yes, I am currently going through my heat cycle still Mr. Dursley. But last night will not happen again. I will take the potion that… suppresses the symptoms now, and we will continue on with your lesson."

Ah, so that was how she usually did it. As Minerva moves over to a small potion across the room, Dudley clears his throat and stops her in her tracks.

"No, don't do that. You can take that potion in the morning still, but not at night, at least not when you're with me. After all… the student has the overall authority when alone with the Professor, right?"

Minerva's mouth opens as she reaches for the potion, only to click shut as she falters. God, Dudley was oh so glad for just how many little 'rules' he'd made regarding their tutoring sessions now. It turned out, Minerva McGonagall was INSANELY suggestible when in heat as a Cat Girl… and any 'suggestions' that Dudley gave her during that period did in fact carry over to her when she wasn't in heat or a Cat Girl.

Pulling her hand back from the potion, the Transfiguration Professor slowly nods.

"… Yes, that is correct. Then… let us begin the lesson."

She waits for Dudley to smile and nod as well before she starts teaching him. Needless to say, it's not a particularly instructive tutoring session, at least as far as actually progressing his skill in Transfiguration is concerned. Dudley is far too distracted with Minerva's gorgeous, voluptuous naked figure to pay much attention to the words coming out of his mouth. Not to mention the sheer anticipation of knowing that she'll soon succumb to her heat once more, due to him not allowing her to take the potion.

It's not an all at once thing either, but slow and gradual, over time. He notices it in the way her face gets redder and redder, in how her exposed nipples grow harder and more pronounced. Her naked pussy lips are glistening in the candlelight by the time it finally happens, by the time her cat ears pop out of her hair and her cat tail grows out from behind her, flicking through the air as she mewls pitifully and needily, dropping to her knees.

Dudley stands up and grins at his dazed, heated Professor as he slips his cock out of his pants. Already fully erect, he wastes no time in moving into position and placing his cock right in front of McGonagall's lips.

"Kitty wants her cream, doesn't she? Go on, slut. Suck it."

Into her mouth his cock goes. Dudley wastes no time either, placing his hands on Minerva's hair and fisting her locks as he begins to drive her back and forth. After all, this isn't foreplay… he's had enough foreplay already, what with her not daring to look his way all day long, and then spending the last hour of lessons with him completely naked and wet and needy.

Growling, Dudley goes to pound town on Minerva's throat, fucking the lusty cat girl's face quite roughly, gagging her on his cock.

"Hulghk! Hulghk! Hulghk!"

It feels good, abusing her like this. Now that he knows a bit more about how all of this work, now that he knows he can shape and mold Minerva into exactly the kind of woman he wants… Dudley doesn't have to hold back anymore. Watching tears flow involuntarily from the Cat Girl's eyes, he grins sadistically, wickedly, and then groans as he lets his seed explode down her throat.

She chokes on it, of course, his cum coming back up and exploding out of her nostrils in an exquisitely messy fashion, as well as the sides of her mouth. She looks like a complete mess by the time Dudley is done cumming, and as he pulls out of her throat, he sighs appreciatively, even as he begins to stroke his spit-slick cock and prepares himself for Round Two.

"Assume the position, bitch. We both know you want it bad… so I'm going to give it to you."

Mewling pathetically, Cat Girl McGonagall spins around and plants her face on the floor as she lifts her hips high into the air, assuming the position indeed. Maybe he'll try another few sexual positions before her heat is finished… and after as well, since he intends to make her his bitch in every way imaginable, but for now, there's something just so wondrous about dominating the stern Transfiguration Professor in this manner.

With a triumphant groan, Dudley sinks into Minerva from behind for the second time in as many days. He fucks her hard and fast like that, railing her. Her pussy walls clench and squeeze down around his cock, her insides trying to hold him in or maybe push him out, but not actually succeeding at either. His progress goes ultimately unimpeded as Dudley plows Minerva silly, enjoying the sounds of her cat-like yowling and howling and mewling.

The Cat Girl cums again and again along his length, just like she did the night before… but it's different now. It's different because Dudley has won. It's only day two, and he's already fully conquered Minerva McGonagall. The bitch just spent an hour before her heat even overtook her, naked and exposed to him as she tried to teach him Transfiguration!

… He would need to be careful; truth be told. A mixture of business and pleasure would have to be found, because Dudley had plans that went beyond turning this Scottish Dame into his personal fuck toy. He needed to be strong, he needed to be capable, he needed to be POWERFUL. His magic… he had to continue improving it, or Dudley would never be able to achieve all he intended to achieve.

So yes, while acquiring Minerva was all well and good, Dudley would have to exercise some self-control and focus up going forward. He still needed to learn all she knew about Transfiguration. Until he had mastered the subject and drained Minerva of every bit of knowledge she could give him… he would still have to treat her as his Professor as much as his pet.

Only once he'd used her up as a supply of knowledge could he treat her solely as his fuck toy, and that… that day was still pretty far off. For now, though, Dudley is triumphant. Nay, he's ascendant. His path forward is as bright as ever, and he can hardly wait to see where things go next.

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