Pussy Plug

Lois waited as Maria turned and rummaged in a dresser drawer. While part of her wanted to watch that sexy ass sway back and forth, to catch sight of that hint of vulva between those smooth thighs...the reporter found her gaze drawn to the dressing table mirror, her own fat pussy on vivid display.

She had looked at her vagina before. Most girls did, in their teenage years if not before. The angle, of course, often required a mirror...she reckoned boys never had quite the same issue. Lois had grown comfortable with her own slit. Had spread it wide and explored it, they way a child does with a newfound toy, until it had become old and familiar, every curve and fold of the pink lips, the little scar where she had cut herself shaving the first time.

They had grown up together, changed together. Lois remembered when it had just been a smooth, bald gap, her slit no more than a smooth seam between skinny legs. How it had rounded and puffed out during her teenage years, the soft down replaced by the dense black hair that threatened to hide her secrets from view. Even during the years at college, when she had been most sexually active, she had taken care of it. Never abused it. Never stretched it so the inner lips hung out, or that it got saggy and loose. Now...

The mons pubis was still a vivid purplish-pink, swollen with blood and fluid. The vulva had parted, pushed out by the puffy inner lips, which looked and felt raw. It didn't looked well-fucked, it looked...and felt...abused. Yet as she felt a trick of fluid seep uncontrollably from her hole, she also knew that this was something terribly exciting. Lois wondered how long it would last. Whether it would wreak any permanent changes, or if her pussy would just go back to normal like nothing had happened. The possibilities made her heart beat, and as she stared at the fat cunt on display, she wondered what people would say, if they saw her sitting there like that.

Maria interrupted her chain of thought. She held up something squat an thick, a cylinder in clear plastic with a rounded tip, with straps and buckles emerging from the base. The cylinder was about the size of a soda can.

"Ooh, honey," Maria said. "You're leaking. Time to plug you up."

Lois' eyes widened, and her nostrils flared. The reporter's heart beat faster.

"It won't fit," she said, her voice hollow, as if she was listening to it from far away. "Even if we hadn't pumped up my pussy, it...it's not possible. That's too thick."

"Well now," Maria said, with a smirk. "That sounds like a challenge."