Lois Is Penetrated

The smooth sides of the tip touched the insides of the reporter's thighs before it touched her pussy. Sweat broke out on her forehead as she struggled to move, but her legs remained locked in place in the glowing circles, and her whole body felt heavy, as though being pushed down toward the rising titanic dildo.

It can't fit, Lois thought, as she stared at her own reflection in the smooth surface of a dildo as wide as a basketball. It's impossible, it's going to tear me in half, it's...

The smooth curve of the rounded tip pressed against her pussy lips. Lois struggled to move, but it continued to rise, and she could see her gaping, engorged pussy start to spread, even as she felt the pressure on her crotch begin to increase.

It's wider than my hips! I'm going to be skewered!

"Help!" Lois yelled, suddenly finding her voice. "Help! Please! Stop it! Turn it off! Please!"

The pressure increased. Surprisingly, there was no pain. Not yet. It must have been a side effect of whatever process had stretched her pussy so obscenely. Lois waggled her hips, but all she did was smear cunt-juice over the rim of the object. She was leaking badly, and no surprise; Lois could feel the urge to pee increase as the dildo continued to steadily move upwards, increasing the pressure on her bladder.

"SUPERMAN!" She screamed, panic lending volume to her cries. "SAVE ME! PLEASE!"

Indeed, as Lois Lane screamed for help, she could feel other things shifting inside her body as well. The pressure on her thighs was increasing, she couldn't even shift her feet, and it felt like things were straining inside her body. It was difficult for Lois to describe, even to herself.

Until her hips dislocated.

The reporter's screams stopped with a grunt as she felt her femurs pop out of her sockets. Again, the process was eerily painless. Lois knew she should be in agony...and it wasn't as if she was numb, either...but it was closer to how during a really good yoga stretch she could approach the edge of pain, tendons tight against the bones.

She wobbled atop the dildo; without her legs in place, more of her body weight was not resting directly on the rising pillar...and to Lois Lane's growing disbelief, she saw her pussy start to stretch further as the mass pressed upwards. Her pelvis must have fractured, though Lois couldn't feel it. That was the only explanation that the reporter could think of as she felt the edges of her cunt start to creep down those smoothly angled sides...and saw and felt the round bulk of the dildo begin to actually penetrate her body.