It distracts her with a southern addition

“Hmmm… that shut you up… but we can’t be seen gripping ourselves all the time… I know… maybe a little something extra?”

The Entity concentrates, their shared eyelids fluttering as it distorts the flesh around Hermione’s aching pussy. Stubby bulbs of skin bulge from her inner thighs and quiver against her moist crotch. Additionally, a bulb grows between Hermione’s cunt and her asshole, and lengthens quickly to become a thick rubbery tendril. It curves around and shoots unceremoniously up Hermione’s cooch, spearing her sex with 10 inches of sensitive meat. Had Hermione been in control, she would have orgasmed instantly from the combined sensations of being both the penetrator and the penetrated. The Entity on the other hand is much more resistant to its own game, and it merely shudders in Hermione’s flesh and moves on.

“There… now you’ll be to busy to even think of trying to take control again… mmmm, feels nice… maybe I’ll thicken it later… once you can handle it better…”

The Entity turns to inspect its form in the mirror, and runs a hand across Hermione’s belly, satisfied that the magnificent rod stuffed inside her can’t be noticed from the outside.