She wants to be full

Luna shudders, the emptiness within her begging to be filled. She thrusts her hands into her crotch and crams her fingers inside herself, but it’s not enough. The void within calls for more, and her dainty fingers cannot satisfy her. She looks around desperately for something to plug her holes, and finds a half-melted candle. She doesn’t hesitate to thrust the still-soft wax up her hole and relish in how it permeates through her nooks.

Another candle follows the first, this one a bit firmer so it mashes the other’s wax into her vagina walls and penetrates deeper. Luna kicks wildly, barely keeping herself upright. Through breathless gasps, she holds out a hand, “Accio!” Without her wand or even another word, her intense longing is enough to bring a few dozen sex toys to her grasp. She falls backwards into her bet and thrashes around her wax intruder, grabbing handfuls of rubber from the collage of dildos around her and stuffing them ruthlessly down her throat, up her ass, and following the candles into her cunt.