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Chapter 8 by VTheImpaler VTheImpaler

What does it suck away?

It devours her inhibitions

The suckered maw puckers against Hermione’s brow, confusing her thoughts. The voice seems to whisper between her ears, “So much prudishness… but what is it holding at bay..? Ah… there’s the lust… right where it usually is, blocked up in the back…”

Hermione can feel her very essence fracturing, being pulled apart by the intruding mental tubule. She strains hopelessly to keep her thoughts in order, but the draw of the creature is too great, and she feels it suck away her propriety. The moment it leaves her mind, Hermione slackens her jaw, letting a glob of constrained spittle roll down her face carelessly. She no longer cares about stains or disorderliness, that part of her has been swallowed into the depth of the creature.

“Good… that wasn’t helping you anyway. Now what else to prune..?” It picks through her mind like perusing a catalogue, “Ahh… this can go… you don’t need your restraint… anymore…” It tugs on her inhibitions, breaking their connections in her brain and freeing the hedonism it had locked away. Hermione arches her back, almost orgasming from the **** of removing such a widespread aspect of herself. With nothing to mentally stop her, she stuffs both handfuls of fingers into her vagina, and rapidly fucks herself to get the rest of the way to that orgasm.

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