Myrtle gives out

Myrtle is pinned thoroughly in the pipe, unable to unstick the book from her womb. She squirts ectoplasm like a sprinkler, and her ejaculate flows down the pipe, flowing over her body along with trickles of water. The ghost moans in pain and pleasure, squirming to try and dislodge the book from her belly. She twists awkwardly, and the book does shift somewhat, though it also brings her an eruptive orgasm which floods the pipe with ectoplasmic girl-cum. Myrtle gurgles, her mouth filled with her spectral juices, and tries the maneuver again. Again, a spray of jizz fountains from her depths and washes over the poor girl. Struggling to keep herself conscious, Myrtle twists a final time and the book finally dislodges itself.

Myrtle has no time to celebrate her freedom, as the book suddenly slips further up her body and passes completely through her torso and shoots straight through her head! The violation of being punctured by the book sends a wave of sensations through her body, and she explodes with another shower of juice. Her incorporeal form collapses, her anthropomorphic appearance scrunching up like a used tube of toothpaste as her very essence splurges from her nethers as sticky ectoplasm. She ceases to be humanoid, and instead dematerializes into a plastering of spectral guts and goo lining the pipe. By the end of her excruciating orgasm, Myrtle is nothing more than an exhausted sludge coating the walls of the pipe.