Chapter 15 by Zeebop

What Happens As Lois Waits?

It Grows Tighter

Lois waited in the cramped air duct, trying to distract herself from just where she was. Claustrophobia had never been one of her major problems, but the tight metal space was definitely testing her nerves. The only saving grace was that the lack of movement meant the broken stone cock plugging her pussy couldn't agitate her any further.

Or so she thought.

As she waited, heat began to build up around her. Sweat trickled down her armpits, pooled where her nipples touched the floor of the shaft. It trickled down the crack of her ass and between her legs. Lois could feel her crotch swamping, but dared not wriggle...and there were other, more pressing matters.

The cold stone cock lay in Lois' pussy, heavy and inert. But as she lay there, Lois could almost feel the walls close in. She could feel her belly press against the floor, shirt riding up, cold, dusty metal against an inch of bare belly...and the longer she laid here, as still as she could, she could still feel the shirt riding up farther, more and more of her belly pressing against the metal.

With nothing much to see outside, the reporter's senses turned inward. She became aware of the slightest shift in her body, unable to ignore the little pains and irritations that would normally be below the threshold of consciousness. There was a pressure inside her abdomen, a familiar bloating like gas or a period...

Shit, when was my last period? It's too early for it to come again.

It was hell. The little private hell that comes of being cut off, all alone in a small place, with a stone prick buried inside. Lois could feel it there, and some trick of sensation almost made it feel like it was creeping forward inside of her, impossibly slowly. She knew that couldn't be the case, but as the walls seemed to get tighter and tighter, the more real the delusion became.

Lois was just about to leave the air shaft, to throw in the towel and find some other clue to the missing women, when she heard a noise.