Whew, yes. You speak to Luna before she drops you.

“I’m up! I’m up!” You scream just as Luna’s lips start to surround you. Your feet touch her spongy bottom lip, as she’s inches to you and millimetres to her from completely being inside her mouth. Right in front of you ids her dark, hot esophagus which you’ll go into much easier then her twat. For a terrifying second, you think she didn’t hear you and you were going to be CPRed to ****, but then Luna pulls back and then drops you onto her palm. Looking vapidly down at you, a soft smile quickly forms on her face.

“I can see you’re up Harry. No need to shout or point.”

You don’t get the last part until you remember that you have an erection. Sighing tiredly, you catch your breath for a second and try to work out the kinks in your body. Your sore, but alive. You survived going through the ringer inside the madhouse that was the loony snatch and your survived the resuscitation that followed. You’d think getting the vacuum treatment, getting boob crushed and then nearly gulped down would turn you sour to Luna, and you’d be wrong. As dangerous as what Luna did, she didn’t mean to hurt you. She was loony, but reasonable and that meant you could make sure you never ended up nearly swallowed again

“Listen Luna, I’m going to start a list of these you can never do to me, ever. First is CPR. If I’m not moving, I’m probably just taking a nap, don’t put me in your mouth or squish me against your breast,” you tell her softly, but with enough authority that she would listen. It feels a little silly telling a giantess what to do when you had no way to stop her. You were well aware that Luna could do to you whatever she wished, although you don’t think she knew that.

“I understand,” Luna nodded quickly. Another big difference between her and Hermione, she agreed with things easily. Hermione didn’t do that back when you were normal size. Although, when Hermione did listen, she fully understood what you meant. Luna added with an comprehending tone, “From now on you I will not let you near my mouth or breasts, ever.”

“That’s not exactly what I mean,” you slowly say. You loved Luna’s breasts, they were so soft and springy. You were planning on spending a lot of time nestled between those babies having the time of your life. Also, you may not like the thought of being a part of Luna’s lunch, but you did find her mouth sexy. The thought of the things Luna could do with a tongue twice your size was both frightening and arousing. You’d have to be even more careful then you were in her snatch, but you’d like to maybe see what it was like to get a blow job while completely inside a girl’s mouth.

“Luna, just don’t put me in your mouth or squish me into your breast when I’m ****,” you specify. That should keep you safe from waking up to find you floating around in Luna’s stomach with her breakfast.

“Okay,” Luna says simply, filing away these new rules in her head. As Luna review in her mind all the new things she had to remember, like she had a boyfriend, he felt good inside her and she could pop him into her mouth when he was awake, her tongue moved over her lips and she moaned softly. “Yummy.”

That remark does not go missed by your tiny ears. You tense up and look at Luna’s giant face as she licks and smacks her lips, tasting something she likes very much. That is not a good thing for you. The last thing you want is Luna thinking you taste good enough to eat. You trust her enough to go inside her, but not enough to trust her completely not to **** you inside her. You watch her enjoy the aftertaste in her mouth, until you see her eyes move down and she says one word that sends shivers down your spine. “More.”

You start crawling backwards as fast as you can. You’ve seen the same glimmer in Luna’s eyes as you have in Ron’s right before a big meal. You try to speak, but as the thought of being swallowed alive races through your mind, you find yourself unable to speak. Will it hurt? Will Luna chew you up? Will you die inside her stomach? Could you survive being processed through her body and come out from the other end? You think you’ll find out all of that and more as Luna lifts up her free hand.

“NNNNOOOooooooo….” Your cry tapers out when Luna moves her hand down to strike and completely passes you. Her hand keeps going down until she plunges it into her panties. She moans as her fingers dig into her sloppy pussy until she lifts her wet hand out. Greedily, she brings her hand to her mouth and sucks one of her long fingers into her maw. A louder moan rumbles through Luna which you notice does fantastic things to her soft, supple chest. Moving your eyes off her bouncy boobs, you watch her lick and suck each of her fingers, cleaning them of all her juices. She sucks her fingers in right to her knuckle and then pulls them out with a wet pop. The sight and naughty sounds make you even harder. You’re starting to be envious of her fingers.

“I’m finger licking good,” Luna comments before sticking her tongue out and licking her palm. Watching that limo-sized tongue sliding over Luna’s palm makes you tremble slightly and your erection throb. You had been so scared of being swallowed, but now your mind was going to other thoughts, like how it would feel rolling around on Luna’s tongue, traveling down her long, luscious throat and being digested inside of her. Would becoming part of Luna be painful or would it be the most meaningful thing you ever did?

Your long, hard stare has not gone unnoticed by Luna. After she had finished cleaning her hand of her own juices, she looked apologetically down at you. “Sorry Harry, you tasted too salty for me.”

Those simple words leave you flabbergasted. You don’t know why you want Luna to think you taste good, but you do. You look at her mouth, a wide hole that if you traveled down you would never escape from, but in the end was that better then disappearing forever. It slowly sinks in that somewhere in your mind you want to be eaten by Luna. You didn’t want to vanish from this earth and the only way you can think for some small part of you to remain is for you to become part of Luna’s body. There is still a glimmer of hope that you’ll stop shrinking or Dumbledore will save you, but before you’re reduced to atom size you want to end it, inside Luna.

“Sorry you don’t want to eat me,” you dazedly say as the realization makes your body go numb. Luna nods sympathetically, understanding your anguish. Its hard to be the untasty one in a relationship. Maybe later she could let Harry nibble on her. Luna had heard that boys loved giving head; maybe Harry could suck on her forehead. Still hungry for more of her own juices, Luna plunged her hand in, scooping up even more of the milky treat. She noisily licked it from her hand, enjoying every second of her meal. No wonder so many girls in her dorm loved sticking their tongues in each other’s clamhole, there was a treat oozing out. Merlin bless the snuntrunt for making such a fine meal.

“Luna, there’s something I want to ask you.” Luna stops eating herself to listen to you. Her first thought is that you want to go steady, the second is that you want to eat her too, which was not going to happen. You already got to lick her from the source. Bad Harry, if you eat too much of her you’ll get fat.

You struggle to say what’s on your mind. Cleaning your glasses as you fight to find the right words, you put them back on and stare into your girlfriends face. You wish that you could have known how wonderful and sexy Luna was before you got sick, but you didn’t have a Time Turner to go back and leave yourself a note to snog Luna. Deciding to take the Luna approach and just blurt out whatever was on your mind, you tell Luna exactly what you want.

“Luna, I might be getting smaller really soon. I need you to do something for me without any questions if I ask you or am too small to talk to you. Luna will you eat me?”

“That….” Luna says before taking a deep breath before turning her face away. You will never know what Luna is thinking, but the fact that she doesn’t jump on the idea of eating you makes your heart swell. She really cares about you unlike some other people. You saw how self-indulgent Hermione was in using you after you shrunk. It was clear now that your romps together were more about her using you then the both of you having fun. Luna should have been the one to keep you from the start.

Finally, Luna found the words, but they were not what you expected, not from Luna. She looked at you with pitying eyes. “You’re crazy Harry. You are my boyfriend, not my meal.”

You open your mouth to argue,to tell Luna about your reasoning behind wanting to live on through her, but a loud sigh from your giantess girlfriend halts you. “But I’ll still eat you Harry when the time comes. Not because I want to, but because I want you to be happy. You mean a lot to me Harry and if being my meal is what you want, how can I refuse you?”

You stare blankly at Luna who had spoken to you without the usual whimsy and lightness that she always showed. She was completely serious with you. That moment you realize how much you love Luna for everything she is. This is the woman you should be spending the rest of your life with, but will probably not last the week. You want to tell her how you feel, how much her concern and love touches you, but instead you start laughing when she speaks again, returning to her normal tone of voice.

“But If I’m going to eat you, I want it to be after you’ve been properly marinated inside my clamhole. Your not very tasty so when I eat you, I want to be eating myself too so I’ll be able to stomach swallowing you.”

You laugh hysterically at that and nod at Luna when you see that you’re starting to confuse her with your laughter. Luna’s crazy, but so are you. The both of your are certifiably nuts, which explains why you belong together. It comforted you to know that whatever happens you’ll be with Luna, one way or another.