Made It!

Lois didn't spend much time on the plan. She went for it. Anyone who glanced in her direction saw a pair of women, too drunk for a club, one half-naked, bolt through the door. One more crazy night...

In the cab on the way back to her apartment, Maria still clinging tight to her arm, Lois felt a sense of elation. She had done it—the adrenaline rush of the successful escape hit her like a ****.

This must be what Catwoman feels like. Lois thought to herself. She laid a hand on her stomach, almost imagined she could feel the eggs dissolving inside her through the skin of her belly. The driver didn't care, radio turned up to catch the tail end of the Metros game.

The plug agitated in Lois' asshole the entire trip, and by the time she paid off the cabbie she was more than half distracted. It was bigger than any dildo she had ever used, and she'd never had one inside of her for this long before. The long, rumbling elevator ride up to her apartment was worse, left her on the verge of orgasm—but she did not dare to end the act until she was safely inside, with the door locked and bolted. And there was Maria, looking young and scared, her warm breasts pressing into Lois' arm.

They went up into her apartment. Only then did she begin to disrobe. In a hurry she shucked off the jacket, shirt an bra, to stand naked. The plug was burning in her ass, and Maria followed her, as Lois made a bee-line to the bathroom, to stand in the toilet and push.

Nothing happened.

Gingerly, Lois tried to pull it out—and found the plug wedged tight.

"Maria?" she called out. "A little help?"

The pink-and-red-haired woman came into the bathroom...nude.

"I...uh...I saw you taking your clothes off, and..." The woman blushed. Lois' heart melted a little.

"The...plug. It's stuck. Help me out?"

"Oh, yeah!" The woman said. "Totally. Here, lean over the tub and spread your cheeks."

Lois did...feeling surprisingly natural in that position. Yet she still had to restrain from jumping when she felt something cold and slimy on her anus. A familiar floral scent filled the bathroom, and Lois knew Maria had found the small bottle of lube Lois kept in her bedside table.

Maria used the slick tip of a single finger to probe and lube a little all around the tight pink rim of her anus, and Lois gasped as it **** her wider still. When she had made a complete circuit, Maria grasped the base of the bottle with her dry right hand and gave a tug. It didn't move.

"It's okay." she said. "I know a trick."

Lois didn't ask what the trick was...but she had to **** back a scream as she felt the hardness of Maria's teeth slide against her asshole. The warm wet suction of her lips on her rectum as the nude woman grabbed the base of the plug with her teeth and began sucking.

Maria placed her hands on Lois' butt for support, then began to pull—muscles bunching in her neck and back. The reporter couldn't see it, but she could feel it. Lois had never been one for size play, had no experience with stretching. But she knew that the human body was surprisingly elastic, so long as you didn't try too much, too fast. Slowly, as Maria pulled, the plug began to move. She flexed her internal muscles, wishing she'd done more kegels. Worse, she could feel her heat build as inch by inch the plug slowly came out...

Then, unable to resist any longer, her left hand let go of her ass cheek and came around to jill her clit. Vaginal penetration alone seldom brought her to climax, and anal penetration never, but the length and thickness of the plug were definitely providing a good bit of stimulation, and she sped up the fingers rubbing against her clitoris until with a wet schlorp the plug finally popped out...the reporter spasmed as her orgasm finally hit her.

Lois gasped then looked behind her and almost laughed to see Maria sit there, naked, on the cold tile of the bathroom floor, the smooth anal plug hanging out of her mouth...

And Lois realized that was in. None of the eggs were moving. She could feel the cold air on her gaping asshole, which was slowly recovering to its normal size, and pushed...but nothing came out.

"What the...why aren't they coming out?"

Maria placed the plug up by the sink.

"They're not going to." She said. "That's...one of the things we have to talk about."