Ginny

Myrtle pops her head out of the toilet to see Ginny, soaked in girl-cum and toilet water, sitting flat on her ass in the pooling water. Her face is one of shock, she clearly did not expect such a powerful torrent of liquid to assault her for merely flushing a book.

Ginny’s normally straight hair is plastered into a wild spread due to the force of the now-caking girl-cum. It sticks out from her head in drooping spikes of stained ginger. Her chin drips with water onto her saturated robes, through which Myrtle can clearly see her nipples - which Ginny is surprised to feel are hardening.

Myrtle swoops from the toilet to right in Ginny’s face, cackling wickedly. “So you’re the person to thank for my fu- …misery! Do you have any idea how hard it is to get a book out of your womb when your hands are pinned to the walls of a pipe?” Ginny stares at Myrtle in stunned silence.