Width Test

Lois Lane had barely slid her engorged pussy over the black probe when it uttered a loud ping. She froze. Two bright circles lit up on the floor on either side of the massive probe.

"Please place feet within the circles," the automated voice said.

The reporter moved to comply. The two circles were about shoulder-width apart. with her feet firmly inside them, she was standing with the shaft firmly three or four inches inside her pussy. It would be awkward to take it in any deeper, given the natural curve of the body and the unnatural straightness and thickness of the shaft. Lois felt weirdly like she was standing over a parking bollard.

"Calibrating width test," the voice chimed.

There was a hum in the floor below Lois, a mechanical vibration that ran up her legs...and up the shaft embedded in her enlarged cunt. Not an unpleasant sensation, like a vibrator on its lowest setting. Lois stood there awkwardly...and felt as much as heard the frequency gently increase.

The probe began to move. It pulled forward, the whole great probe moving forward. She bit the inside of her lip to stifle a moan as she felt her elastic cunny stretch, pulling forward, the swollen thumb-sized clit jutting forward obscenely. By the time the clit was sticking out some three inches in front of her, the probe began to move...circling clockwise, brushing against the reporter's thigh. Yet Lois found she didn't actually have to move. Her pussy was stretching easily to accommodate the three-inch diameter probe.

By the time it completed a full revolution, the vibrations running through her pussy had gotten Lois Lany juicy. Clear streamers of sexual fluids ran down the glassy black shaft, and the reporter was struggling to keep still.

"Calibration complete," the voice chimed. "Please remain standing."

Lois hissed in mixed relief and frustration as the probe began to descend back into the floor. The reporter stared down between her legs as it disappeared into the darkness beneath the floor. Almost absently, she took her swollen clit between thumb and forefinger and began to stroke it.

You can get through this, Lane, she told herself. Just like a physical. Just grin and bear it...

"Please remain in place as probe is inserted," the voice said. The reporter stared down at the hole in the floor...and realized it had gotten bigger. Much, much bigger...