[[Sorry, I kind of lost the plot for a bit there, but at least you guys were easily able to keep on without me! ^_^]]<br/><br/>Cyra's nigh constantly in shock at what's going on in front of her. Multiple bodies- one stiff from paralysis- pushing in and out of her flower, one breaking off to attend to her friend Aiyaka and spread around the debilitating pleasure, all while she had the bliss of feeling a meal's final traces absorb into her bloodstream, taking soul and flesh into her own- though only one could she keep. "Hn-n-n-nnnn," she manages to 'say', half a plea and half a moan. Barely able to hold onto the mousegirl, at length she lets the poor thing drop to the ground so that she can try to come back to something like coherence. The ground she falls onto is sodden, as multiple kari climaxes had soaked into the dirt, and feeling instinctively possessive the kari scoots forward to half-rest her still gurgling stomach on top of her former dildo. She slumps backwards- not that a kari can slump all the<span style="font-style: italic">way</span>backwards, but definitely limp- and stares at the sky with her tongue hanging out, panting and twitching occasionally.