Mushroom People

Down the dark tunnel the naked reporter fled. Shapes seemed to lurch at her from all sides, and the shadows assumed forms strangely familiar to her eyes. It was as though the reporter was in a cavern...great masses of fungus grew from moldering heaps of vegetable matter, the decaying flesh emanating a low heat and foul smell. Lois Lane slowed her stroll as she admired some of the great domed caps and stocks...some of the smaller ones were phosphorescent, glowing in the darkness. Others moved in the breeze...

...except, Lois Lane quickly realized, there was no breeze.

Now, the dim and fantastical shapes took on new meaning. They swayed and shuffled towards her...vaguely human forms, but covered by ridges and shelves of fungus, with soft swollen caps, dark eyes staring out at her from gills. There were five or six of them...ten...a dozen. They moved around Lois, so that the naked reporter spun from one to another, not sure where to escape to, or what they wanted from her.

Until she saw the stiff, phallic stalks that jutted out toward her, weird puff-balls and oozing caps at the tip. The reporter shuddered and sought to retreat, but there was nowhere to go...she tried to find her voice but found her tongue swollen in her mouth.

The mushroom people closed in. Soft, rubbery stocks pressed against her. The decaying heat and smell surrounded her as the figures gently explored her strange form...and a terrible relief went through Lois as, by some empathy, she realized that they meant her no harm. How strange she must look to them, as they did to her! They wished only to satisfy their curiosity.

Realizing this Lois relaxed. She spread her legs and arms, to allow them better access. The strange creatures seemed fascinated by her breasts...ran their soft stocks down her lower back and buttocks. One of them leaned in close and rubbed its gills on her nipple, which made Lois laugh...but more and more, they focused on her lower body, on her flat stomach and small, muscular butt, and finally between her legs. There was great consternation there as their rubbery shafts rubbed over her labia, down the crack of her ass...and then she felt them lift her up, grabbing and spreading her thighs, and the foremost of them rubbed their phallic fungus tubers against her wet slit.