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Chapter 11 by Zeebop Zeebop

What Is It?

Another Big Dildo

Pink flashes blinked rapidly across the screen. Lois felt her sense of time broken. Her body went limp, pussy stretched wide around the massive dildo locked in place, her ass...

Something was pressing against her ass. It seemed too wide. Smooth and round, wet and lubricated, but far too big. Yet it smashed into her ass slowly, and as the pressure increased she could feel her flesh start to give. ould imagine her little brown asshole slowly stretching forth, but it was too much, too big, too fast...

...fast...

Time came unglued. The pink flashes seemed to be getting longer and longer, and each time they stopped, and Lois was staring into the endless montage of gaping buttholes, she realized that she had lost seconds. The massive fake cock pushing against her asshole, however, had not ceased. It had continued to press, and her ass had begun to slowly give way, being stretched open slowly, achingly...

Except Lois Lane was only aware of it in bits. One second, it was pushing against her ass, and the next she could actually feel her asshole open...and the next it was actually inside of her, a little bit anyway...and the next it was squeezing against the other dildo in her pussy, the thing skein of flesh between the holes slowly being stretched and ground together, no more room at the inn...

On the one hand, the disjointed perception allowed Lois to skip over long moments of discomfort and terror; on the other it felt as if everything was happening much to quickly, her asshole blossoming open, swallowing the massive cock, stretching far too wide, too fast, the dildo stretching her asshole to impossible limits...and her body was already stretched beyond what she had thought was the limit of her endurance. The reporter shook, in her brief moments of clarity, as she wondered what would be left at her, to take two such impossible dildos into her pussy and ass at the same time.

What are they even doing? Lois thought, badly distracted by the way her asshole was stretched taut as a rubber band, as her guts seemed to shift to make room. It wasn't pleasure she was feeling, and her pussy and ass were on the threshold of pain...women giving birth might feel this stretched, but no-one else...and then the endless cascade of images faded into a swirling pink background, and new words floated up on the screen.

What do they say?

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