Chapter 14 by Zeebop

Which Gives First? Statue or Pussy?

The Statue

Her face was locked in a primal grimace of pain. The reporter's pussy was at its limit, spread wide, the head of the stone shaft pressed against the end of her tunnel. She was sure that any more, and her vagina would tear, the mighty stone phallus breaking through into her guts...and the young acolyte was there, pushing Lois hard against it with all of her strength.

Lois Lane realized she was about to die.

Then she slid back another inch. It should have been impossible. The reporter couldn't feel the cock pressing any deeper inside of her, and yet somehow....another inch slid past her lips, and Lois felt her labia resting on some hard stone edge. Under the unrelenting pressure of the acolyte's pushing, Lois felt her labia slowly spread wider, over the lip, forcing her pussy down ever further onto the cock.

Of course! She realized. Like a prop sword-blade, spring-loaded so that the point would retract when pressure was applied. The statue must have a similar mechanism, and the pressure being exerted on it was depressing the head of the cock back into the base. Probably it was meant to be done by hand, rather than by pussy. Still...

"Oof," Lois gasped as she slid back yet another inch. The cock was retreating, it seemed, section by section. But the base of it was wider in diameter each time, and Lois nearly gagged as her pussy was slowly pushed back against it, spread a little more...already, her poor pussy felt like she was being fisted...and the determined acolyte was still pushing.

"Your cunt is incredible!" The naked young woman said excitedly, shifting her grip on the reporter's shoulder. "I don't think my itty bitty pussy could take all of that. I can't wait to see what you'll look like when we get you all the way to the base."

Lois swallowed. There were still inches to go...but she was in a very compromising position. Did she dare drop the masquerade and try to hop off this cock, before her cunt burst? Or would she tough it out, and hope that she could still walk when all was said and done?