Hello reader. This is Erykah. Badu Woodhouse here just chimming in to thanks for waiting around for this very special batch of chapters now coming out after a lot of time. Well! Like Snape always said, "let's get down to brass tacks!"

Minerva watched the sunset with anticipation. Once it sunk bellow the hills just outside of Hogsmeade she would be off shift for the weekend, and with the week she'd had so far she couldn't wait to get back to her apartment, take off her workboots and switch into party-Minerva mode. Any few minutes now, she reckoned, watching the red ball sink lower and lower behind the snow capped upthrustment of the earth. They were sure beautiful this time of year, this time of day.

'Enough zoning out ol' 'nerva' she thought to herself sharply.

She set to cleaning up the store in preparation for closing time, which as previously mentioned is when the sun goes down.

Minerva had started working at Ronda's Sit N' Spin ever since the commencement of the annual school field trip to America. It had been a real hassle to get all those werewolves on the plane and she also didn't want to stick around for the Year of the Snake, wherein the Slytherin's will reign supreigm over Hogworts due to their House Cup Championship Win. It was a bitter thing, but the rules were there for a reason she figured, and decided she wouldn't hinder Slytherin's rights but instead work at a store that sells Owner Operated Roomba's for a year or two until things cool down.

"You sure are a wild one," Trelawney said after Minerva had shared her plan over drinks, grain alcohol and apple juice.

"Nah, I just don't want to deal with Pansy and Snape gloating all year," Minerva had tried to downplay it but then Trelawney brought up the time that Minerva had transformed into dogMinerva and raged a reign of terror and brutalization for a full 12 months out of respect for 9/11. She eventually had to concede that she came up with some crazy schemes every now and then,.

But anyway, Minerva finished dusting off all the Roomba's with their pleather seats and plastic operating handles and pedals and then set out for her apartment on the other side of Hogsmeade. Snape was there waiting for her.

They locked eyes wordlessly and she let him in.

She licked her lips and hiked up her skirt, began masturbating shamelessly in front of him. "Talk dirty to me," she gasped.

"Oh yeah," Snape said, watching her masturbate, standing with one leg propped up on her kitchen table. The heel of her foot mashing into a cold plate of eggs that had been sitting out for Kraug knew how long judging by the smell. "Here I go talking so dirty,"

Minerva continued to jill off, going absolutely wild with all of Snape's witty and depraved sexual banter.

"I'm going to talk so dirty to you that you're gonna need to take a shower afterwards," he continued deviously.

Minerva gasped and threw back her neck like she had been struck was how aroused that made her. "go on," she urged him desperately.

"Okay," Snape decided to be agreeable.

Minerva could hardly wait.

"When we have sex first I'm going to put my pecker inside of you, but not all the way," Minerva couldn't believe what she was hearing, was this the power of erotic verbal roleplay? she felt like a new woman and almost transfigured into dogMinerva on the spot to celebrate but she decided to let this odyssey of exploration and sexual accomplishment continue onward...

But Snape wasn't done just yet. "Then I'm going to take it back out," he continued, "but not all the way out, then I'm going to slide it back in but further this time and just when you think you know what's going on... I'll pull it back out again and start the whole damned cycle over again!"

She nearly blew her load then and there! Dear reader let me tell you her quivering passions were quite the sight and if you were only there to witness for yourself you would never believe what would happen next. But that's a story for another day...

Minerva knew she would have to stop masturbating soon or she would go completely insane from over-arousal. The only cure; a good and thorough dicking. She slipped her hand out of her worn out old snatch with a wet slurping noise and advanced her gaze upon the unctuous leader of house Slytherin, her worst enemy, her secret delight...

Now is about time I figured it he is really all talk or if he's got the moves, she decided.

"Time to put your dick where your mouth is," Minerva declared.

She grinned wickedly and used her leverage from her awkward and impractical position, one legged upon the table, to torpedo launch herself upon Snape. She went straight for the crotch.

Immediately she was upon him and had his pants wrested off unto the floor. But his erection was only 3 inches at full and curved to the left so that the head of his penis pressed into his pelvic fat.

There's no way he could penetrate anyone with a pecker like that! Even Minerva McGonagol knows that, but luckily for him she has an ace up her sleeve.

That's when she transfigured into a pistachio and Snape slipped her up his anus, fully prepared to be her 'butt slave' from now on. The last one had died of anal reversal syndrome three months back, so the position was open and he secretly hoped this was his chance to fill it, but really Minerva just saw it as doing a favor for a friend, who, finally getting laid for the first time in his life would maybe lighten up a little and learn to have a bit more fun.

And as it turns out he did just that very thing!