Chapter 40

For the first time in a while, Dudley sits alone in his cabin on the Hogwarts Express on his way back to the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for another year of learning. Looking out the window, he smiles slightly as he watches the countryside pass him by. Him sitting alone… doesn't necessarily mean he IS alone.

"Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!"

Slowly, he lets his gaze slide from the window down to between his spread legs. There, kneeling between them, is a certain Fifth Year Ravenclaw… his old tutor, Marietta Edgecombe. Gurgling her way up and down his length, the red headed witch can't help but give it her all as she deep throats the entirety of his cock again and again and again.

See, in terms of tutoring, Dudley had outgrown Marietta a long time ago. Unfortunately, that had given the poor dear something of a complex. She'd been so smart back in his Second Year. Clever, even. She'd been going places if she could keep that head on her shoulders. Dudley now knew there WERE exceedingly intelligent witches in the Wizarding World… Tiffany Umbridge had confirmed that it was more than possible.

Unfortunately, her inferiority to Dudley had made Marietta stumble well before the finish line. No matter what she did, she ultimately found she couldn't keep up with him. It wasn't her fault, of course. Not only did Dudley have a leg up on her in terms of life experiences and age, but he also had an in with not just Professor McGonagall, but ALSO Headmistress Dumbledore. Surpassing Marietta wasn't a challenge, it was inevitable.

But Marietta hadn't known that. All she knew was Dudley took everything she had to teach him, and did her one better at every turn. Until eventually, Dudley began making noises about ending their tutoring sessions because he didn't want to waste anymore of Marietta's time. Unfortunately for the poor dear, by that point she was desperate to keep herself in his focus. And so the overuse of the beauty charms came out.

She certainly looked better than ever before this year, Dudley had to reflect as he watches her slobber and slurp up and down his cock. However, looking down into her eyes, he could also see that there was a lot less intelligence in that gaze of hers. Alas, she'd suffered the same fate as many a witch it seemed… though to be fair, it wasn't her fault. Even the best of them could succumb.

Dudley's lips curl up into a wide, wicked grin at that thought, as he looks back out the window at the passing countryside, paying Marietta no further mind no matter how hard she tries to pull his attention back with her skill at fellatio. They'd be at Hogwarts soon… a Hogwarts that Dudley wasn't entirely sure he would even recognize. He honestly had no idea what to expect, especially after the actions he'd taken before the Summer… and the fact that they'd come to fruition.

As he enjoys Marietta's desperate enthusiasm while pretending to ignore her efforts, Dudley finds himself thinking back to the day he 'officially' found out about one of the biggest events to take place in the British Wizarding World in over a decade and a half.

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"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

Unlike future Dudley, past Dudley is not inclined to just sit back and let the witch before him fellate him at her own pace. Instead, he has his hands buried in Ariana Dumbledore's silvery hair as he fucks her face quite roughly, pounding away at the slutty cum dump of a witch's throat with so much aggression that she can do nothing but take it. Kneeling there with her hands palm down between her legs, she gurgles and chokes, gagging on his throbbing shaft as her tits bounce all over the place.

Ariana is dressed rather whorishly on this fine Summer Evening. That is to say, she's not actually dressed at all. The most encompassing piece of clothing that she'd had on at the start of all of this was a wide-brimmed witch's hat, though it hadn't survived contact with Dudley's rough treatment of the beautiful older witch. On top of that, all she was wearing was a string bikini that was connected by threads which might as well have been dental floss. She had a pair of pasties covering her nipples while leaving the rest of her massive tits exposed, and the smallest square imaginable covering her pussy, all while her wide hips and fat ass were on full display.

These days, Ariana Dumbledore was pretty much constantly going around with Beauty Charms at their maximum potential, feeding her own prodigious magic into rapidly dumbing down her intelligence and turning her into a bimbo… on Dudley's suggestion of course. Being an Animagus, at least as a witch, truly was spectacularly dangerous.

Dudley wasn't even sure he would ever pursue his own Animagus Form, even as a wizard. When Ariana and Minerva went into heat, it truly put them in the most suggestive states possible… and had ultimately allowed Dudley to take control of two of the strongest, most independently minded… and altogether powerful witches in the Wizarding World.

In fact, Ariana wasn't even in heat at the moment. She might as well have been though, for all the gurgling giggling she was doing around his cock as he railed her throat like it was an extra pussy rather than the hole she talked out of. This was the price witches paid for being beautiful, it seemed. And certainly, Ariana had never been more beautiful. She was almost as gorgeous as those veela at the World Cup had been. Almost…

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

Tap-Tap!

Blinking, Dudley looks up from the choking form of Ariana Dumbledore to see that there's a Post Owl waiting for him on his windowsill. Not bothering with pulling out of Ariana's clenching throat, he walks them both over and pulls open the window, letting the owl deposit its letter into his waiting hand. Just from the appearance of the owl itself, Dudley already has an idea of who the letter is from… but the letter as well is made of a rich parchment, and clearly quite expensive.

Smirking, Dudley keeps one hand fisted in Ariana's hair, continuing to pound Dumblebitch's throat with every inch of his cock even as he sets the letter down and nonchalantly breaks the seal, pulling it open with just one finger. As expected, the letter is from Draco Malfoy… and is far less professional than the parchment it was written on.

Merlin's Balls, Dudley! You're not going to believe this! The Hogwarts Headbitch… has retired!

Dudley snorts in amusement at Draco's actual use of '…' in a letter. Considering he had to go out of his way to do that with a quill, it was rather funny. Regardless, he continues to peruse the contents of the letter, snickering to himself as he uses said 'headbitch' as his own personal sex toy, even as he reads Draco's incredulity.

Apparently, as far as Draco knew, Ariana had declared that she wanted to enjoy her twilight years, and that she couldn't do that with all of the positions she was in. And so she was retiring from the public life, setting down her titles and becoming a private citizen once more. All of these things, Dudley already knew of course… though it WAS interesting to not only hear Draco's take on matters, but also to hear how the others were reacting.

According to Draco, his father and Minister Fudge had been downright blindsided by the sudden decision, but were not in any way, shape, or form adverse to taking full advantage of it all the same. Draco didn't know much more beyond all of that, except that they were already discussing who to replace Ariana with, seeing as the beautiful witch hadn't exercised her right to pick her successor, something that had the people at the top even more flabbergasted.

Ending the letter is a hastily scrawled 'Regard, Draco Malfoy' almost as an afterthought, making Dudley snicker one more time as he sets the letter down and looks to the woman that its about. Ariana stares up at him with dimwitted eyes and lips suctioned down on the base of his cock. Her nostrils flare even as snot and saliva coat her lips and his dick alike.

Even if he were to read out the letter to her, it's unlikely she would even understand that it was about her at this point. Ultimately, Ariana Dumbledore was no more. All that was left in her place was a sexy silver-haired bimbo who hung off of Dudley's every word and obeyed him in all things. Which is why Dudley had no problem holding Ariana's head down and giving her a one-word order as he began to cum.

"Swallow."

To her credit, the bimbofied ex-Headmistress does as she's told to the best of her ability. There's some initial choking and gagging as his seed fills her throat, deposited directly into her gullet. His jizz ends up exploding out of her nostrils as a result of that. But after a little while, she manages to get herself under control and her throat begins to convulse more smoothly as she drinks down the latter half of his load, guzzling away at it until there's nothing left.

Though, in truth there's plenty left. Dudley shoots an amused glance towards the owl and quickly picks up his wand, turning over Draco's letter and tapping it. He has no time to take out a quill and ink pot and actually pen a proper response, so instead he relies on his magic to jot down his 'surprised' reaction to the news. Then, he folds the letter back up and reattaches it to the Malfoy Owl, watching as the regal-looking bird gives a single nod and then takes off in flight.

With that taken care of, Dudley finally pulls Ariana off of his cock properly, the gorgeous bimbofied witch having been suckling and nursing at his dick tip while he was working.

Giggling like the bimbo bitch she now is, Ariana Dumbledore looks after the departing Post Owl with the faintest note of curiosity in her dimwitted gaze.

"Like… who was that sir?"

Hearing such a powerful and influential witch addressing him as 'sir' sends a proper thrill through Dudley, even as he chuckles and shakes his head.

"Not important, slut. Not like you can read anyways."

For a moment, Ariana just stares… then, she giggles and nods her head obediently.

"You're right, sir! Tee-hee, dunno what I was thinking!"

Smirking, Dudley leads her by her hair over to his bed, enjoying the sight of her crawling on her hands and knees, her massive tits bouncing below her and her equally massive ass bouncing along behind her.

"You weren't thinking. You're not supposed to do any thinking anymore. You've got me to do the thinking for you, don't you?"

"Hehe! Yessir!"

The former Hogwarts Headmistress doesn't even resist as Dudley pulls her up onto the bed, positioning her on the edge on all fours. In fact, she moans like the wanton sow he's turned her into as he pushes her face first into the bedding before grabbing her hips and positioning himself behind her. Standing there, he yanks her back onto his cock by that grip, thrusting into her pussy with the same force that he'd been using to properly fuck her face.

With a growl, Dudley begins to really rail into Ariana Dumbledore. After all, he wasn't going to be taking her back to Hogwarts with him this year, unfortunately. Still, she'd given over the Dumbledore Fortune to him and his mother. House Dursley was in an even better place financially than ever before. Ariana might not be fit to keep any of her titles and thus none of her political influence, but she was still a cash cow… emphasis on the cow part.

With a growl, Dudley leans forward, pushing Ariana further into the bed as he reaches around her to grab at her tits. The end result is actually that the silver-haired bimbo slips off the bed entirely, ending up kneeling on the floor as she moans and giggles in a silly fashion at her 'mistake'. Dudley just grunts, reaching around with both of his hands and groping her massive milk jugs to his heart's content as he continues to piston in and out of her hungering twat.

"You want my seed, don't you bitch? You want me to cum inside of you. That pretty little head of yours is so empty now… all that matters is being my breeding bitch for the rest of your days~"

Ariana just moans and nods at this.

"Yessss sir! I want it! I want your jizz, tee-hee!"

To think she'd once been the most powerful witch in Britain, if not the world. Shuddering, Dudley really lets loose, pounding Ariana into the bed and enjoying the way she cums for him practically nonstop. Her bimbo brain will allow for little else, her eyes rolling back in her head and her tongue lolling out of her mouth, swiping back and forth madly as she collects his seed from his previous ejaculation that ended up all over her lower face.

Until finally, with a hoarse groan, Dudley begins to cum in Ariana's cunt, filling the silver-haired witch's womb. He fills and fills it, pumping her to the brim by the time he's done. As he finishes, a wide grin spreads across Dudley's face. Ariana Dumbledore was his greatest conquest ever… but she was just the beginning of his plans. The Wizarding World wouldn't know what hit it when House Dursley was finally ascendant…

-x-X-x-

Back in the present, Dudley groans as he cums down Marietta's throat. To her credit, the cute red head does her best to swallow every last drop of his seed before she's done. When Dudley finally pulls back, she's gasping and panting. The upperclassman witch shudders as she looks between him and his dick for a moment before biting her lower lip. When she opens her mouth, Dudley already knows what she's going to say.

Unfortunately for her, Marietta never gets the chance to say it, because all of the sudden there's a horn that sounds and the magically enchanted voice echoes down the length of the train, announcing that they're half an hour away from Hogwarts. Flushing, Marietta pauses, even as Dudley grunts and stands up, moving around her.

"I… I was hoping we could…"

"No time now, I'm afraid. Maybe later."

He knows the nonchalance completely throws Marietta off. After all, with her rapidly escalating use of Beauty Charms, she has plenty of wizards throwing themselves at her. And yet… all of them pale in comparison to Dudley's machismo. He's got his hooks in Marietta, and he's got them in deep. In the end, the older witch just slowly nods.

"O-Okay…"

Dudley watches out of the corner of his eye as she leaves, even while he's getting ready for the Opening Feast. It'll be interesting, seeing just who's sitting at the Head Table this year. Very interesting indeed.

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