You wake up in a large jar with holes punched in the lid, you are about 6cm (2.4 in) tall. You look around to notice this is the girl's dorm. Hermione waltzes in, with a smirk spread across her face. She ignores your cry for help and just stares into you. You be quiet and realise that she seemed quite sinister and devilishly cheeky.
'What did you call me in potions class today?'
You are confused.
'You called me a nightmare. If you think of me in that way, then i guess i'm a nightmare.' She whispers, lips close to the glass, 'I'm going to make you pay'
This genuinely terrifies you. Suddenly, a loud gurgle comes from Hermione's stomach. She moans lustfully. You know that whatever torture you were in for, she was going to enjoy it, like this is been her horny dream.
'Lunch was amazing' she smiled, 'so many portions, now my gas needs to escape.' She giggles, and her stomach groans again, like the sound of when the last sliver of water pours down the drain. She moans loudly and clutches her stomach.
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