F/F Merfolk vs Mermaid Vore

The Simic scientist rose out of the access pool as the lights flickered to life. One stroke of her powerful, gill-enhanced legs was enough to propel her through the small opening- which almost grazed her impressive bust and posterior-  and land in a crouch in front of the main work space. She surveyed her lab as the lights kept turning on above her, culminating in illuminating the tanks that had her specimens. Specimen would be a more accurate term, as the only vat that contained something was number three. The mermaid floated in the oxygenated nutrient solution, lulled to sleep by a constant dose of sedatives pumped into her chamber. The blue merfolk scientist looked at her atavistic cousin, studying it with both the eyes of science and eyes of aesthetics. She noted the mermaid's excellent tail musculature, and fatty deposits in her breasts. She also noted her absurd gill placement. The merfolk's gaze lingered on the mermaid's chest again. The peach-colored brests were almost floating in the nutrient solution. She glanced down at hers. Still ample, but much less so than her counterpart. She gave a soft huff, as she stepped in front of the console, and tapped it to activate it.

The scientist looked through the latest reports. "Hemoglobin low," she muttered as she looked through the data, "temperature barely low-end, oxygen incredibly low and stabilized, growth rates have stabilized..." She mulled the data over, gave a sigh, and shook her head, as despite her exasperation, a small smile formed on her lips. "Well, waste not, want not," she said as she pressed the "Terminate" button. A second window appeared. "Sterilize container? Y/N" The merfolk pressed a dainty finger on the screen, touching "N." "Biological disposal? Y/N?" The merfolk touched "Y" the second time. There was a hiss and a few bubbles that escaped, as the nutrient fluid drained out of the chamber. The merfolk slumped against the glass, which slowly started to retract. The merfolk made a small gesture with her fingers, as a pair of phosphorecent tentacles emerged from the ground, as they delicately cradled the body of the mermaid, who began taking the short, shallow breaths of someone trying to come to consciousness. The merfolk raised her finger as she undid her belt, which fell to the floor, letting the white dress losse from her body. She kicked off her shoes as she approached the mermaid, who was starting to slowly move her head.

The scientist commanded the tentacles to raise their prey high into the air and start tilting her at an angle. At the same time, she focused the magics she possessed inward, activating the temporary alterations to her body that made what was going to come next possible. The mermaid's tail pressed against her mouth, when it began stretching becoming wide enough to accommodate the base of the tail. The fin crumpled up on itself, as the lower tip of the tail of the mermaid entered the mouth of the merfolk. Almost immediately a shudder of pleasure went through the blue scientist - the mermaid was incredibly delicious. Her eyes widen as she makes a note to record this data in the form of jargon after she was done disposing of the biological waste. She gave a swallow as her throat expanded and the tail began its inexorable descent into the merfolk's digestive system. She gave another swallow as almost a quarter of the tail has entered  her esophagus. The mermaid, who was currently being supported by the summoned tentacles, slowly opens her eyes, as she blinks herself to half-consciousness, associated with a tightness around her tail and a sensation of falling or slipping.

The merfolk meanwhile gave another series of gulps, as her mouth came almost face to face with where the mermaid's butt was. As her nose was buried between the mermaid's scaled buttcheeks, her questing tongue found something far more interesting in the mermaid's front. Her tongue deftly pushed itself into the mermaid's exposed vaginal opening, and elongating itself with a minor spell being triggered. Almost immediately, the mermaid started awakening to consciousness a lot more quickly. She felt her heart race as something entered her vagina. "O-ooh," she cooed softly, as she is still unsure of what is happened, or why someone was pleasuring her, or why her tail felt tighter, and why she stopped falling. But very quickly, those thoughts faded, as the sensation of something penetrating her drove out all other considerations. Very quickly, all other thoughts were obliterated. Her nipples hardened, her face flushed slightly - despite the lab being cooler than average - as she gave a louder cry and a ripple of pleasure passed through her body. She softened a bit as another coo of pleasure escaped her, as she looked down to what pleasured her.

Having finished with making the prey content -and maybe just slightly getting herself off- she gave another swallow, as the crotch and butt are compressed and enter the merfolk's throat, distending it even further. The mermaid gasped in horor when she saw the lips of the blue scientist around her waist where the tail should have been. She raised her arms to strike at her assailant, but the tentacles sprang into action, as they bound the arms of the mermaid to the sides. The colder hands of the merfolk grabbed the hands of the mermaid. They touched for a moment, but even still much was said - the calm and measured grip of the merfolk scientist, who held her prey only as tight as to prevent her from escaping; and the mermaid's hands, covered with sweat, and nervously scrabbling at that of her devourer, as her words failed her. Instead, the merfolk gently, but surely pressed her hands down and gave another swallow. The disappeared into her mouth, and the tentacle retracted from the mermaid, as at this point, nothing could stop the scientist from finishing disposal of the experiment.

"No," whimpered the mermaid, her lungs softly releasing her breath, as they began to contract harder, as the mermaid became fully cognizant of the situation she was in. "Stop it," she cried out as her heart started racing and she began to try to thrash in the gullet of the merfolk. Instead, a tentacle launched itself into her mouth. She tried to bite down on it, but felt that she couldn't bite down through the summoned rubbery material. Tears started unwillingly roll out of her eyes, as she felt another gulp from her midsection. What was worse is that she felt her tail start to have some room around it. She began moving it around and saw to her horror that her movement were mirrored in the slightly distended belly of the merfolk. The flow of tears increased as another gulp was felt. At the same time, the scientist was having an issue. The mermaid has a very large chest and she would have problems getting it down. She could either attempt to compress it down or swallow and let gravity press them upwards. She raised her hands and began to attempt to squish the mermaid's chest down to a manageable size. The mermaid shook and sobs racked her body and she was being manhandled by the merfolk eating her.

The merfolk let her hands down, as it became clear that she wasn't going to be able to press those breasts down, as well as open her jaw further. No, she decided, let gravity do all the work. So she gave another swallow. The mermaid's breasts were raised upwards as she felt gulp after gulp. Her breasts were being pulled and squished upwards. She tried to give a cry of discomfort, but couldn't because of the tentacle violating her mouth. So she just cried as the pressure on her breasts increased. She saw that the swell in the merfolk's stomach area was increasing, and she felt her entire tail enter the fleshy sac that was going to be her end. She winced in pain as another sob racked her as her boobs finally enter the mouth of the merfolk. They press tightly against the face of the mermaid, and as the tentacle slides out, she tries to cry out, but her own chest is in the way. There is another swallow, and she feels her hands enter the stomach. One more, and she saw the light of the lab framed by the lips and teeth of the scientist. One more, and all was dark. She felt herself slide down under gravity into the merfolk's stomach, ending up on her back. She began crying in earnest, as her breasts were saw, there were various gurgling and sloshing noises all around her, she was low on breath already, and she was just swallowed whole, almost mechanically without any feeling to it. Then she suddenly felt a pressure on her tail moving up and down. She then heard a burp and began crying even harder as the realization that she was coming to her end here very soon.

The merfolk rubbed her distended stomach, which was protruding from her like she was severely pregnant. She gave a small burp, holding her hand to her mouth. She then tried to hold her own belly with her hands as best as she could, she waddled over, and fell down onto the sofa prepared just for these sorts of things. She leaned back into it, and her grossly distended flesh settled on her frame. She patted it again, stroking it to try to more quickly coax the air out of it. The orb developed several bumps moving across the surface as the mermaid probed the walls of her fleshy prison. Finding no yield, the mermaid began to start thrashing - but almost immediately stopped, as she began to sit there paralyzed with despair. Several more burps and her air ran out. From the outside, the blue orb bounced once, twice, then a humanoid face could have been seen once pressing from the inside, then one more jerky motion, as it stopped moving and began gurgling faster. The scientists rubbed it again, a look of pure pleasure on her face. Her optimized and modified mechanism was already preparing to store the mermaid in an attractive deposit on her breasts and rear. A tiny bit on the thighs. She looks at her tentacles, which animate once more and begin caressing the scientist. She closes her eyes and lets the mental program take over, and smiles even wider as the first tentacle enters her.