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Chapter 10 by Zeebop Zeebop

What Does Lois Do Now?

Fuck Herself

Lois groaned as her new cock, now stuffed into her pussy, continued to swell. Her brain failed to find any comparison to the new experience...she had dicks in her pussy before, but never her own dick. The reporter cursed her impetuousness in trying to hide away her problem as she sank to her knees.

Fingers scrabbled at her pussy, but she was already so wet, and the cock was wedged in tight. Lois frowned as her fingernails scraped at the sensitive sides, trying to find purchase on her schlong. She couldn't decide what was worse—the pleasant stretching she felt from the girth as it got swelled, or the way she could feel the dick creeping deeper and deeper up her pussy.

Flaccid, the dick had only been four or five inches, and Lois hadn't given any thought to how it would measure when fully erect—had not even given thought as to whether it could get hard. Now, the measure was more than academic. She knew that some penises could double in length and girth through the erection process...and already the "bend" in the cock where it was pressed down to jam up her own vagina was feeling unpleasant. She didn't want to think what it would feel like at full extension, if it could even get that hard...

Rat, meanwhile, was not helping. He was on his knees, jerking his own cock, despite having spewed his manhood scant minutes ago. She scowled at him.

"You're not helping." Her voice had an edge to it that could cut diamonds.

"I can't help it," Rat panted between strokes. "You can see the thing get bigger. It's already twice as wide as when you were stuffing that limp dick in your box. I can only wonder how deep it'll go before..."

"Before what." Lois almost spat the word.

"Before you cum." He looked at her funny. "That's what you want to do, anyone. Only guaranteed way to make it go down."

Lois meditated on that. It made a certain kind of deranged sense. Granted, she didn't know if she could orgasm, or what it would mean...the image flashed through her mind of her cock head pressed up against her own cervix, spewing jizz into her own womb...and groaned as her cock got even harder.

"Fine." She grimaced. "Any suggestions on how to accomplish that?"

What Does Rat Suggest?

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