Lois Presses The Switch

There really wasn't any choice, from Lois Lane's perspective. She had already taken too much cum in her pussy as it was. Any more and she was almost guaranteed to be pregnant. So taking a deep breath in through her nose, the reporter thumbed the button and held it down.

The "nurses" began dumping the gallon of cum in the funnel. Lois watched the white line of goo thread its way down the clear tube. It reached the valve and...yes, began to make its way toward her mouth. The tube that dipped down to the reporter's pussy remained clear.

Now all she had to do was keep holding the button.

Anticipation grew as the line of white grew ever closer. The reporter's stomach still felt full. She didn't want to add anything to it...wasn't sure there was any room left inside of her. But the other option was unthinkable. So she watched the cum slip past her lips and out of sight.

At least I can't taste it, Lois told herself, knowing that the creamy jizz was even now sliding down her throat. She wondered how she would know when it hit her stomach. Would she just feel...fuller? Like she overate? Or would there be a spreading coolness, or...

The reporter's throat clenched tight and she couldn't breathe, nearly **** on the tube. By sheer **** of will she kept her grip on the control, the button. She **** herself to relax, to breath, not to gag, not to try and vomit. Pressure was building inside of her, almost in her chest, the weight of her stomach pressing down on her diaphragm. Her gut burbled unpleasantly as the liquid weight of the excess jizz pushed the gasses further along in her intestinal track.

A lesser woman would have succumbed. The easy thing to do would be to let go. But Lois Lane would not give up this easily. One of the "nurses" stepped away, holding the empty cum container. Lois couldn't see her stomach, but her belly felt bloated.

"Not bad," Angelica Blaze admitted. "But I think you can take a little more."

Lois Lane's eyes widened as she saw a pair of nurses hefting water cooler filled with cum. At least ten gallons. Lois shook, knowing that she couldn't possibly take that much.

Hang in there, a voice said in the reporter's head. Hang in there as long as you can!

Lois didn't let her surprise show. It wasn't her voice. Was she hallucinating? No, the voice was familiar. She'd heard it before...and it gave her a little hope.