Aria's peak is a flood of that lavender tinged juice, all over Ivalice's body and down her throat... as the large celophaid screams in release, the muscles around Ivalice spasm and ripple like waves.<br/><br/>In those long minutes, Ivalice is squeezed, squished, and almost swallowed back into Aria's womb, the trip needy, desperate...<br/><br/>As the tentacles inside Ivalice writhe and extend in the last throes of Aria's orgasm, the mermaid's body is stretched to its limit... and then they begin to recede, leaving Ivalice curled up in the soft, slimy embrace of Aria's womb, the tentacles slipping slowly out the mermaids cervix to dispensary through Aria's own.<br/><br/>"Oooooh... goooood baby..." Aria's melodic voice is soft, and exhausted... but oh so happy.