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Chapter List
- 1-The Cat-Who-Was-Fucked
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DISCLAIMER – Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling and Warner Brothers. I do not, nor will I ever own it. I also make no money from this whatsoever.
DISCLAIMER – In this story, children start Hogwarts at 16 years old.
Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Cock
Chapter One – The Cat-Who-Was-Fucked

Minerva McGonagall was tired. She had been sitting on a brick wall all day, opposite Number Four Privet Drive, observing Petunia Dursley and her son, Dugbey or whatever his name was. Petunia Dursley was the sister of Lily Evans-Potter, who had been one of her favorite students. At this moment, however, she could not see anything that the two sisters had in common.
Where Lily Evans had what could be called pretty, and quite beautiful even, Petunia Dursley was thin, and looked like a horse, which her long neck and stretched face. In terms of personality, the two were once again miles apart, as where Lily was charming, helpful, intelligent and most of all, a huge slut. Petunia Dursley however was as prudish as they came, and had quite an off-putting personality. She was also something of a gossip, a trait that one would have never found in Lily. It was as if the two were not sisters at all.
Oh how she missed Lily! It had been nearly two years since they had been hiding from the dark lord, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. They were apparently under an obscure ward that prevented anyone knowing their location until their ‘secret keeper’ allowed them to know the place. Rumor was that young Sirius Black had been chosen as their secret keeper. Fitting, she supposed, as Black had been James Potter’s best friend.
There were whispers, of course, of how the dark lord had been vanquished on this very date. James and Lily’s son, young Harry they said it was who had finally defeated the evil. Minerva scoffed.
‘A one year old baby is the one who finally did the deed! It seems that wizards have no common sense after all.’
‘Besides, if it was true that You-Know-Who had been killed by Harry Potter, then it must also be true that James and Lily were- no!’ She could not even bear to think of such a thing. No! They were safe, after all Sirius Black would never give up James Potter’s secret; he loved them too much for that. He loved Lily tool, if the rumors were true…

Lemon Start

Lost in her thoughts, McGonagall did not sense the approach of several other cats who lived around the area. McGonagall was a cat animagus; that is to say, that she was a human who had learned how to transform into a cat.
A curious thing about female cat animagi is that instead of facing ‘their time of the month’, they go into heat for a week every month, and it just so happened that, when she was in Privet Drive, it was Minerva McGonagall’s time to go into heat.
Being magical, she gave out a much stronger allure than normal cats. She had attracted several tomcats already who, if they were human, could be described as horny. McGonagall was too busy lost in her thoughts and worrying about the Potters that she did not see them coming. Therefore, she was completely startled and nearly fell off the wall when she felt a cat beginning to rub itself against her body.
She immediately tried to move, but found her path blocked by two more cats, both looking down on her. She felt the cat that was attacking her behind trying to mount her like a stallion. She kept moving, but that just seemed to spur him on if his growing enthusiasm was any indication.
In the meantime, two more cats had started to join in, and were now rubbing their erect cocks along her body and were desperately trying to align themselves with her pussy before the other cats did. McGonagall kept trying to move away, and had even successfully pushed one cat away; however, her resistance was crumbling with every half-hearted paw that she sent in the direction of her attackers, because she was in heat and her inner cat quite liked being dominated by several males. It was a thing she had in common with the human McGonagall.
It appeared that the tomcat, who could be called the alpha of the neighborhood if cats had such classing, had finally found her vagina as she felt him plunge his cock in her pussy. McGonagall felt a rush in her knees and she gave up fighting entirely, content to let the cats have their way with her.
The cock that was wedged inside of her would have been laughed at had it been human, bu8t as it was a cat’s appendage, and McGonagall herself was a cat, it felt huge to her and soon she was mewling in pain and pleasure. The cat, uncaring of her feelings and whether she was heart or not, he began pounding her like a bitch, or in this case a cat in heat.
McGonagall, being more aware then most cats, also began to move her hips in a backwards thrusting motion. If she was honest with herself, she was quite turned on by the situation, and loved the way she was being dominated by a random alley cat. She felt like a slut and a whore, and started making noises that would have been interpreted as moans had she been in her human form.
It appeared that cats were quite the rough lovers as she felt several love bites along her body. At the moment, the cat was pounding away at her like crazy. She felt her eyes roll up into her head with pleasure. This was the best sex she had had in ages, and to think it was with a cat!
Suddenly, she felt the cat’s cock expand and her pussy being spread tighter than ever. She realized, through whatever part of her brain that was still thinking, that the male was about to cum. She tried to move away, however the cat resisting her attempts at escape stopped her. He held her down in a position, that when Minerva later realized that night with a small amount of humor and a large amount of longing, that it was called ‘doggy style’.
After a small bit of time, Minerva felt her insides filling with hot cum. At that moment, she also felt release and started cumming. The cat, its job done, moved away without a casual look at Minerva as if she was a common whore that he had just fucked silly. At that moment, however, Minerva thought of none of this and just felt satisfied.
Lemon End

It was about five seconds later, when she had recollected her thoughts, that she noticed the group of cats staring at her. It appeared that she had attracted cats from more than a neighborhood away.
‘If they do what I think they want to do, then this could take hours’, she though with some trepidation. She later added, with a cat’s definition of a smirk, ‘If they were as good as the first one, this could take hours.’
Hours Later
Professor Dumbledore put away his Deluminator, the job done. He then looked at the cat he had noticed before.
“Fancy seeing you here, Professor McGonagall.”
The cat, which looked quite tired, stared at Professor Dumbledore. It lay curled in a ball, and its fur seemed to shine in the moonlight. As it got up, Professor Dumbledore could see the liquid, semen perhaps, that covered her and leaking out of her nether regions.
The cat then transformed into a grown woman, with glasses around her eyes. She had full, red lips that seemed to be made for sucking. Professor Dumbledore’s eyes wandered to her full breasts that looked to be a C cup, and then travelled down her long, sexy legs that seemed to go on forever. He also noticed that there seemed to cum stains around her legs. She had been busy, he guessed. He was interrupted by a stern-sounding voice.
“Honestly Albus, my eyes are up here! However did you know it was me?” Professor McGonagall asked, somewhat shortly. The cats had taken longer than she had expected, and now she was tired and snappy.
“My dear professor, never have I seen a cat look so content. That is nothing to say of the semen seeping from your legs. A pity I don’t swing that way, or you would have made a desirable sight.”
“Albus! Why are you here tonight, and where have you been.”
“I was out celebrating, my dear Professor, and it seems so were you. As for why I am here, it is to place young Harry with his only remaining relatives.”
“Young Harry – you don’t mean- James and Lily! The rumors were true! Oh Albus!”
Comforting Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore spoke, “There, there Minerva. Not all is lost. Harry still lives, and now he has his mother’s sister, his aunt to take care of him. All shall be well, now that Lord Voldemort is gone.”
Professor McGonagall flinched violently at the name, but then recovered. “His aunt, Albus! You don’t mean these Muggles do you. They’re the worst sort of people imaginable! And to top it all off, they are complete prudes! Harry is a wizard! We are creatures of lust! He cannot possibly live here without a release available!”
With a comforting tone in his voice, Albus Dumbledore spoke once more. “The release is not important. Harry will be safe here, with his mother’s blood protecting him. And I am sure that he will find a place to release if it becomes truly vital.”
McGonagall was not convinced; however, she said nothing before the wisdom of the great Headmaster. Instead, she focused on the bundle that groundskeeper Hagrid seemed to be carrying with him. She kissed Harry on the forehead, knowing that she would not see him before he got his Hogwarts letter when he was 16. And so, with a heavy heart, Minerva watched Albus Dumbledore place the Boy-Who-Lived at the doorsteps of his Muggle family.
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