Dolly is not sure how much time she has spent damaging the clear material, her notion of time is blurry.

Is hard to concentrate on freeing these larvas while they feel so frickin good inside her but she eventually manages to finish a hole in her lower body and went she does all hell break loose, and it's incredible.

The tentacle beasts decide that enough is enough and all of them start popping up from her insides, the sudden pressure makes the cracks bigger and bigger. The constant output of tentacles makes the statue wobble, she falls from the table and breaks on the floor, pieces of the clear material jump everywhere. The moth hasn't even noticed all of this, she is too busy constantly climaxing from the flow of tentacle beasts coming out of her.

Dolly has no idea how much time she was birthing tentacles on the floor, but she feels exhausted, lightheaded, and...empty...

Her legs are not responding again, she still has some of the clear material in her, she can't fly, but most important the table and the floor are full of squirming tentacles, she can't let them there. She uses her magic to collect all the "children" in a water bubble and then she crawls back to the lab, she puts them in the tub with their "father".

The moth takes a moment to rest and think about what to do now, she could try to leave...but that is what Alice wants, to keep all the fun to herself...man she is hungry and thirsty, giving birth to those creatures really leave without anything inside. Collapsing here would be terrible, wait...there is food here right? She crawls back to a bucket of sludge...and starts eating, she no longer cares, being horny is better than passing out and way more fun.