Use Lois As A Sex Toy

A thumb the size of a watermelon pressed against the reporter's spine, a matching fingertip pressed against her tits. Squeezed between the two fleshy pads, the reporter was drawn out of the slick, wet, tight tunnel until only her feet were still inside.

HMM. YOU LOOK LONG ENOUGH.

Lois twisted in the giant's grip, trying to get a grip on the scale of things. By proportion to the hand holding her and the pussy her feet were resting in, she was proportionately...six inches long? The parted thighs on either side of her were like great crimson walls, painted the color of fresh blood. The curtains of the giant woman's labia could have served as actual curtains, in a sufficiently morbid house.

NOW NOW STAY STRAIGHT.

Lois wasn't sure what the giant meant...and then the hand moved and she found her lower body plunging back inside of her. The reporter realized as her buttocks plunged back inside the warm, wet hole, what the giant red woman was doing.

"Hey!" she said, flailing her arms. "I'm not your damn dildo!"

The giant, unheeding, shoved Lois in deeper. She threw out her arms, holding onto the sides of the giant pussy for dear life to keep from being thrust all the way into the gigantic cunt. If this was a back-to-the-womb experience, like her therapist had once suggested, it was one that Lois Lane didn't want.

Up to her tits in the giant pussy, kicking her legs, Lois Lane reflected that there probably were people that would love to be where she was right now. Worse, she couldn't see that her fighting was having any effect...it was like fighting inside a giant sleeping bag...except that the tunnel seemed to be getting wetter.

YEAH THAT'S IT. OOH, RIGHT THERE...

The hand shifted and propelled Lois even deeper, until only her head and arms were sticking out of the massive, meaty cunt. The smell was overwhelming, almost making her dizzy, and as she kicked and scraped against the walls, she could feel her feet and legs splash through the thick, aromatic pussy juice.

MMMM.

The giant leisurely pulled the reporter in and out, a few feet at the time. Lois continued to wriggle, hoping at some point she could escape the giant's grasp. Brought her face down on the thumb and tried to bite the skin, but she couldn't even break it. All the time, the giant lazily pressed the reporter in and out of her giant, sopping pussy...

LET'S TRY SOMETHING DIFFERENT.