Chapter 26

"Heel, Bitch."

Petunia is currently off traveling, dealing with the new Dursley Businesses and Properties over in Magical London. With the help of the goblins and her new magical core, Petunia Dursley was settling into the life of a witch with relative ease. She walked the walk and talked the talk, and even dressed appropriately.

Luckily, even in the wizarding world, one wasn't expected to cast random spells in everyday interactions, so she could have the appearance of a full-grown, fully trained witch, while not actually having any of the qualifications or teaching. As fast as Petunia was learning spells, she wasn't at all capable of fighting a magical duel or anything like that, and she was still very much the equivalent of a First Year Hogwarts Student. Dudley should know.

That all said, money talked, and that wasn't just a truth in the muggle world. With the Potter Fortune now the Dursley Fortune, and the Potter Holdings now the Dursley Holdings, Petunia Dursley and the Dursley Name were on the rise. That his mother, despite having spent most of her life as a housewife, was taking to all of it so well was… well, it made Dudley's heart swell with happiness.

Meanwhile, his father was off at a business conference over in America. Upon learning that his wife had come into a veritable fortune, Vernon had leveraged that fact to get himself a promotion at Grunnings. He was now their VIP of Sales, which meant he got to go on big trips like the one he was currently on. Dudley, despite feeling a little further apart from his non-magical father since entering the magical world, nevertheless wished him all the best.

Finally, Harry was off dating some muggle girl. Dudley hadn't been paying too much attention to that, all that really mattered was that Harry would be out for the weekend, having made it clear that he intended to stay over at this muggle woman's place.

Which meant that Dudley had the house… and his lovely Aunt, all to himself.

As vacant-eyed Lily Evans drops into a crouch at his order, her hands coming up and curling into the approximation of paws, just the way he'd taught her to do, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she pants noisily, just like a bitch in heat, Dudley just grins.

"Good girl."

He's holding a book open in one hand right now… a book that Aunt Marge had left him, when he'd offhandedly mentioned he was interested in training a bitch. Harry had been there but was clueless as ever and hadn't managed to make the connection that the bitch was his own mother. Petunia and Marge had both gotten it though, with Dudley's mom being pleased and his aunt being incredibly amused.

"Roll Over, Bitch."

Lily does so, rolling on the floor like a dog and coming up into a position on her knees afterwards that Dudley had taught her. With her hands palm down atop her legs, her arms are pushing her impressive bust inwards, causing her huge tits to pop out even more as Dudley gazes upon them appreciatively.

Really, it was almost sad how Harry had all but abandoned his mother to Dudley's depravations in this timeline. In the previous timeline, the magical Harry Potter had saved his mother… albeit with the help of Hermione Granger. That had decidedly not happened here, and with no magic to call upon to give him hope of Lily's recovery, and no magic to make it a him and his mother versus the Dursleys' scenario… he'd simply begun to neglect her.

To be fair, it wasn't like she was being starved or visibly mistreated or anything like that. As far as Harry was concerned, Petunia and Dudley were all too HAPPY to handle the care of his mother. Dudley might be away for schooling for much of the year, just like Harry was, but when he was home, he was always ready to look after his aunt.

All this was to say, muggle Harry could do nothing to help his mother, and in a healthier home environment without that us versus them mentality, the muggle boy had ultimately come to view Lily as a yoke around his neck, a set of weights holding him down and keeping him from living his life to the fullest.

And so, Harry had abandoned his mother… to Dudley, unknowing of just what sort of things Dudley regularly did to his poor, dimwitted Aunt.

Smiling and nodding, Dudley gives Lily a wide smile and some further positive affirmation.

"Good girl."

He notes how the repeated use of the words 'Good girl', and the title 'Bitch' both seem to have their effect on Lily. When he praises her, she perks up, her ample chest puffing a bit further and her back straightening as the grateful smile on her face only grows. Meanwhile, she only obeys his orders now when he gives her them with the word 'Bitch' at the end.

These are tools he learned how to leverage from Marge's little training book. By making every order come with 'Bitch', Lily was no longer likely to erroneously obey someone else. It would be bad if she was accidentally called out by someone else, and thoughtlessly obeyed in a way that hurt the Dursleys' reputation, after all.

Humming, Dudley licks his lips as his eyes trail up and down Lily's body for a long moment more before he nods. He's growing a little bored of training. Time for the fun part.

"Beg, Bitch."

Lily whines pitifully, not a single human sounding noise coming from her lips as she instead begs… well, like a dog-girl might. Her big green eyes turn particularly mournful as she whimpers and whines at him, while her hands… her hands go across her body. One goes up, to one of her breasts, beginning to play with it. The other goes between her suddenly spread thighs as she continues kneeling there but with her legs splayed apart.

Fingering herself and toying with one nipple, Lily all but humps the air as she thrusts her body out in his direction, tongue still sticking straight out of her mouth. Her version of… begging. Dudley just grins and sets the book aside, reaching down and freeing his cock from its confines. As his mostly hard member rises from his boxers to stand at attention, he notes the way Lily's gorgeous green eyes focus on his dick tip, going crossed in the process.

The animalistic whining and whimpering coming from her lips only increases in volume, nearly reaching a fever pitch.

"Is this what you want, Bitch?"

Stepping forward, Dudley takes hold of his own cock in one hand, and Lily's hair in the other. He slaps his dick down across his dimwitted Aunt's face, watching as she continues to stare at it needily, her tongue waving along the underside of his shaft, slurping away at whatever part of his length she can reach.

"Heh… fine then. Have at it."

Leaning back, repositioning himself, Dudley slides into his Aunt's warm, wet, and altogether inviting mouth without another moment of hesitation. A groan leaves the young man's lips, even as he pushes against the back of Lily's throat in no time, using the red head as his own personal sex toy… his own personal bitch in heat.

Lily, for her part, immediately begins sucking on his cock, her tongue still waving back and forth wildly as she does so. The sheer amount of saliva in her mouth makes it clear that her sensory training is coming along nicely as well. Dudley has been working hard to addict her to his musk, to make her begin salivating at the very thought of having his cock anywhere near her pillowy lips.

He's making good progress, that much is obvious as Dudley begins to saw in and out of Lily's submissive, willing mouth, groaning as he grips her tightly by her hair, starting to face fuck her right then and there.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

"That's right, Bitch. Take it all. Take my whole fucking cock, you slutty little cunt!"

Dudley would never forget what the Lily of the previous timeline did to him and his family. Sure, he might not be able to prove it was her. Sure, there'd never been any direct revenge that he could point to or had seen with his own eyes. But he wasn't stupid. He wasn't!

The Dursley Family's suffering, the shit-turns their lives had taken, had only started happening after Hermione Granger healed Lily Evans Potter's mind. Only after Lily was reborn with all of her mental faculties, had things gone to shit for the Dursleys.

For that, Dudley would take out all of his pent-up frustration and anger on his Bitch. He would make THIS Lily shoulder the burdens of her predecessor. And he would enjoy every last second of it, to be sure.

"GAGKH! GAGKH! GAGKH!"

Lily's emerald eyes are watering now, tears eventually streaking down her cheeks as she stares up at him imploringly, her nostrils flaring but clearly not getting nearly enough air at this point in time. But Dudley doesn't care. He keeps going. He keeps fucking her face, until those teary eyes of hers begin to roll up in her head, her throat convulsing and the lack of oxygen slowly but surely getting to her.

In this moment, he holds his Aunt's life in his hands… and he takes it as far as he does, reaching climax as her lids begin to flutter, as her face starts to grow a little… purple.

Needless to say, his seed explodes out of her nostrils and the sides of her mouth, making an utter mess of her face as he cums and cums. But Dudley also pulls back as soon as he's finished, leaving Lily to cough and hack up his jizz, to finally clear her airways and get some air in her lungs. Of course, the only problem with that is… she makes quite the mess as a result, getting regurgitated cum all over the floor.

"Bad girl."

Watching his Bitch freeze up at the admonishment, Dudley's grin only grows wider still. Even still trying to recover from the lack of air, she hears his words and tenses, whimpering as she realizes she fucked up somehow. Of course, like a dog, she won't truly know HOW she messed up unless he points it out to her. Grabbing hold of her by the hair again, Dudley forces Lily's face close to the ground, to the mess she's made, pointing at it accusingly.

"Look at what you did, Bitch. Look at this mess. This is all your fault; do you hear me?"

His voice is raised, but he's not shrieking or shouting at her. Instead, he speaks in a clear, judgmental tone, a sharp tone that cuts right through the haze over Lily's mind. She truly does have the intelligence of a bitch in heat, as she whimpers and shudders, looking thoroughly distraught over what she's done.

"… But I'll give you a chance to make it up to me. You've been a bad girl, but you can still be a good girl."

Lily perks up at that, and as Dudley lets go of her hair, she lifts her head, looking at him with hope in her big green eyes. Dudley just raises an eyebrow, smirking easily.

"It should be obvious. Clean up after yourself, Bitch."

Limited understanding dawns in Lily's unintelligent eyes. Dudley doesn't even have to elaborate further or deny her the use of her hands. No, a Bitch like Lily, mostly trained now, knows what's up. And so, without further ado, she lowers her head back to the ground of her own volition, and this time, lolls out her tongue and begins to lap up the mess she's made at his feet.

At the same time, whether she's consciously doing it or not, his Aunt raises her hips high into the air, very clearly offering herself to him like… well, like the bitch in heat he keeps referring to her ass. Letting out a noise of interest, Dudley circles around Lily's naked, voluptuous body as the red head continues to clean up after herself.

Her hips high in the air, her voluptuous peach-shaped ass on display, and along with it… her gushing wet pussy lips, just waiting for the right man to come along and give her a good, hard dicking. Dudley chuckles as he lays a hand on one of Lily's ass cheeks, causing her to jolt as he gives it a good hard squeeze.

"I want you to know, Bitch. This isn't for you. This is for me."

His cock, having risen back to full mast by this point, comes up and slots into his aunt from behind with ease. Despite his words, Lily moans wantonly while continuing to lick up the mess in front of her. Dudley, for his part, groans in pleasure. He knows that his Bitch is going to get a lot out of this, but he's not willing to deny himself just to punish her. He wants to fuck Lily Evans… and so he's going to fuck her, no ifs, ands, or buts about it.

Grabbing her by her hips, digging his thumbs into her ass cheeks, Dudley grunts as he begins to fuck Lily harder and faster by the moment, pounding into her from behind without reservation, without hesitation. He fucks her like she's his, because she fucking is. She belongs to him, he OWNS her… and if he wants to pound her silly while forcing her to lick and lap up his cum, he fucking will!

There's a certain headiness, to fucking Lily. She's a representation of all that he's accomplished since coming back in time. She represents his and his mother's mutually beneficial relationship with the goblins. She represents his and his mother's magic. She represents her son's failure to ever be anything but a magicless squib muggle… she even represents Hermione Granger's failure to be anything save for Crabbe and Goyle's chew toy.

Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Lily Evans Potter. If anyone could be said to have played a part in his family's ruin in the previous timeline, Dudley would say it had to be those three. Even if Hermione didn't help Harry and Lily take revenge, she directly facilitated Lily's recovery.

And for that… Dudley was happy to have left her in Crabbe and Goyle's clutches. And he was happy to have made Lily Evans his dimwitted, loyal, obedient Bitch.

With one final thrust and a hoarse, victorious shout, Dudley proceeds to cum inside of Lily, pumping her full of his cum. He fills her and fills her, groaning all the while, until finally its done and he's finished. Panting a bit, Dudley refrains from collapsing atop his aunt, instead pulling back and giving her fat ass a harsh smack before getting to his feet.

"Keep cleaning, Bitch."

Amusedly, as Lily obeys, Dudley can already see his seed leaking out of her slightly agape pussy lips and can tell she's going to cause a mess down betwixt her knees as well if he doesn't stop it.

… He doesn't, of course. Instead, Dudley walks from the room, cock still out and swinging every which way as he goes to get himself something to drink and a snack, already looking forward to the opportunity to ream Lily a new one when he gets back, and she has yet another mess to clean up.

No less than his Bitch deserves, after all.

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