Hermione felt the stinging pain subside in her lower back. Although the stabbing needle-work had stopped, Hermione wished that the nozzle plugging her hole would be removed too, the uncomfortable bloating feeling was made worse as she could feel the thin fingers of the potion master lather a sticky ointment across her sealed pussy lips. Unbeknownst to her, the dancing sphere in her sex pulsed open to add another unpleasant sensation, the same slippery secretion sloshed in her pussy. The sphere’s jiggling continued as the trapped liquid in both Hermione’s holes magnified the discomfort.