Lois Drinks All The Cum

Lois Lane wasn't a big woman. She had her physical limits.

But she had been a sorority sister.

And never quit.

So she swallowed...and swallowed. The waitresses on either side tilted the horn, keeping the cum level, always flowing into her mouth, never too much or too slow.

Mind over matter, was Lois Lane's mantra as she felt the slow distension of her stomach, mouth after mouthful of cum swelling her stomach, working its way down through her digestive system. Whole minutes passed, the reporter's jaw aching, and she could feel it flowing down into her, the pressure helping to **** the lower liquid down into her intestines.

It was all about breath control, and ignoring her body's screaming instincts to stop, to vomit, to quit drinking. Lois ignored it. Stayed focus on the task at hand. One more sip, one more mouthful, one more slow slurp.

Her shirt began a slow climb up her stomach. The waistband of her pants grew tighter as the belly began to press out, bloated with cum. The waitresses kept tilting, arms shaking, even as the load lightened...and the hush of the crowd was such that Lois could hear a pin drop, if she could hear anything over the endless slurp-slurp-slurp of salty jizz going down her throat.

She fought the urge to stop, even when she felt the shirt ride up to just under her breasts. A twinge of pain in her lower back, gravity shifting slightly as the better part of a gallon of spunk coursed through her body...and now she desperately had to pee.

The headache started behind her eyes, vision suddenly blurry...two vast cornucopias of cum before her instead of one...and Lois remembered that as a sign of water intoxication. Too much water, too fast, was bad for the body, thinned out the blood...but this was different. This was new.

Cum intoxication.

But it was almost over now. Lois had stopped actively slurping, just opened her mouth and let it slide down her esophagus as the last, slow-moving sludge of cooling cum flowed into her mouth like molasses. She almost couldn't taste it. Wobbled on her heels. The crowd had begun to chant...

Chug chug chug chug chug...

And then the waitresses were lifting the horn away, and Lois stood there, swaying gently, one hand on her bloated belly, and the crowd was roaring, screaming, everyone excited... Lois smiled, dazed, ready to explode out of both ends, when this amazing woman in a form-fitting black dress appeared, cleavage dipping down to below her belly button, appeared and took her by the hand.

"Congratulations," the woman said as she led the unprotesting reporter away, cum sloshing within her at ever step. "It's time for your prize."