Hermione sighed. She didn’t have a choice, did she? She was tiny, and no one would hear her in here. The only question was, would Ginny let her go afterwards?

Sitting up, she quickly became away of how close Ginny was to her, by the scratchy pubes reaching out to meet her like barbed wire.

With her head practically in Ginny’s mound, and bright orange hair poking her in random places, she supposed it had to do. This was better than having it wrapped around her face or something.

With Ginny just looking down at her expectantly, she extended an arm, and pushed a hand into the snarling monster before her. Effortlessly swallowed into the scalding pink mass, it took her entire arm and showed no sign of mercy. Juices leaked out of Ginny’s pussy as Hermione’s arm ventured in, and the giantess around her just purred in satisfaction from her efforts. The slippery pink flesh soaked her arm as she pumped it in and out, and aside from an occasional moan from Ginny above, she had no idea how long this was going to take.

What was a tiny girl to do?