Examine Herself

Trying to control her breathing, still clinging to the wall, she looked down.

A pink tube like a naked mole rat was hanging between the reporter's legs, right below the carefully trimmed tuft of dark pubic hair.

Gently, she reached down to touch it. Smooth skin, soft as a newborn, met her fingertips. Her own fingertips felt rough and callused by comparison, and she could feel them, through the skin. Carefully, Lois circled her fingers around the base, until thumb and forefinger met, and gently lifted it up. The pink tube flopped over her hand, and she shifted to hold her palm under it.

Flaccid, it hung just over the tip of her thumb. She tried to estimate its size. When penises were engorged, they could be up to twice as long. She tried to picture where the cock was at now, and what it would look like twice its current size. Lois knew that...if it was what it looked like...that it was big. Bigger than the biggest member any of her partners ever had.

Holding the cock out of the way, she reached between her legs with her other hand, still exploring.

The first thing she found were her balls. That was a new experience, dangling there right below the cock, a pair of quail's eggs in a thin, hairless, baggy sack of skin. Experimentally, she exerted the tiniest pressure on the hard masses within, then just as immediately stopped. It hadn't hit the pain threshold, but definitely suggested that she shouldn't try that again.

Knuckling those gently aside, she searched underneath...and felt a degree of relief as her fingertips brushed against the familiar lips of her pussy. She ran a questing finger tip around the labia, checking out the vaginal landscape. The vaginal opening was still there, and the balls and shaft kind of emerged from the top of that, where her clitoris and urethra used to be. Plumbing rerouted, she suspected. She probed a questing finger up into her pussy and, huffing slightly at the penetration, confirmed that at least a couple inches of the canal was still in pace.

Then Lois remembered that that Rat was right there. At the moment she had more immediate and important things on her mind, but here she was, cock in hand, a finger buried in her cunt, pants around her knees...