Drained Dry

Lois closed her eyes, aware now of new sensations. She could feel Rat's hard prick engulfed by her folds—could feel every square inch of his skin, in a way she never could with any of her lovers before. Her new cunt shaped itself to him, feeling the slight scar from his circumcision, the soft pulse of every vein, every bump and smooth valley, all the way down to the base of that hard shaft, where it formed a tight seal.

The pulsing of that organ was instinctive, automatic, the suction so much more powerful and yet gentle than she had ever been able to provide with any blowjob. The seal was so tight that it trapped the blood inside, and she could feel the prick swell to even greater dimensions within her, until Rat cried out in pain...but Lois only smiled in terrible anticipation of what was to come.

It was barely a minute when she felt the first spurt of his seed, and she could trace the full passage of it, along the whole length of his shaft until the very moment of its release...and Lois thought, as the warm spurt forcefully hit the back of her cunt, that would be the end of it. Yet she did not break the seal. She felt...something else inside of her...

Lois began to pant, as something inside of her new cunt unspooled. Rat was sobbing beneath her, but the seal was tight, and she would not allow his erection to die. Somehow, inside of her, she felt...things...move. The reporter was aware of his urethra, opening and closing spasmodically; shooting ghost loads, trying to ejaculate but there was nothing left.

But there is. Lois knew, new instincts causing her to push those feelers down toward that urethra. I can taste it...

Rat was motionless beneath her, and Lois could not tell if he felt the first of her feelers slip past the lips of her cock...prelubricated with a soft goo, to plunge down the narrow channel. Seeking, seeking...for the first time, Lois knew what it was to penetrate, rather than be penetrated. To wend her way through the tight, hot internal anatomy, feeling her way to...ah...

She could not remember all of the details of the male anatomy. The urethra was connected to the vas deferens, which carried sperm from the testicles...she could almost taste the sperm, growing ever stronger as her feelers wended their way to the source, and then...

Something hot shot out of Lois. It was like taking a little piss, except it went down through that channel, into the recumbent, unresponsive Rat. If she could only have seen, his ballsack swelled slightly, as though filled by some liquid, until they were taut...a veritable fleshy water balloon between his legs...and then the suction began in earnest, and Lois gasped in terrible fulfillment as all that had been Rat's manhood was drawn up into her.

Slowly, the sack deflated...until it was an empty shell of skin, containing nothing. With a sigh, Lois released the seal, and his now limp and useless price fell out of her, its urethra grossly distorted. Her new cunt retracted back into her pelvis, her labia closing over it so that it looked no different than any other woman's slit...and a strange and terrible satisfaction came over her, staring at the worthless noodle that Rat had once dreamed of using to impregnate a woman.

She had drained him dry, for all time.