The restlessness of Camille was causing Liandra to be jostled around against the soft lining of her friend's womb, but the tiny girl never once stirred from her sleep.  She was now dreaming about her and Camille, her dreams bringing her to the realisation that now she actually belonged to Camille and that she'd have to do whatever Camille desired if she ever wanted to get back to her original size...she was worried that Camille would find her touch addictive and not want to let her tiny self be freed, I mean she had just given the scorpion girl the best series of orgasms ever.