"writhe for me, little ivalice..." Aria whispered as the mermaid screamed in her womb. "wiggle for mother. you're all mine..."<br/><br/>The tentacles undulate and twist against the walls of Ivalice's swollen womb, Aria taking the time to gently mimic the exact feeling that all of her children gave her when she took them in, hoping that Ivalice can relate to the sensation of fullness and motion all at once.