There was a bit of physical rearrangement needed in order to get Mera looking into the mirror one more time, but when she did, she looked at herself.  "I'm a pretty little flower..."  She breathed out when she was finally cogent enough to make an answer.  "Y-yifa...?  C-can I have more...<em>please</em>?"  It had felt so wonderful, she wanted nothing more than to be fucked over and over and over again.