Wardrobe Malfunction

>You're at a small bookstore, looking for something good to read in your free time
>The search for a good novel has got your attention enough that you don't immediately realize you aren't the only one in the small aisle
>When you do realize it, you glance over to see who else browsing through the wares, but the glance quickly turns into a stare once get a look at them
>It's a large alligator (or crocodile?) woman, and she's large in many senses of the word, well over your height and carrying plenty of meat on her tall frame
>Her wide tail isn't nearly enough to cover her even wider ass, the plump cheeks hugged tightly by the simple but elegant dress she has on which reaches a little more than half way down her thick thighs
>And the fact that you can see some of her bust even when her back is mostly turned towards you speaks of just how impressive a rack that poor outfit must be holding in
>You can't help but stare at the extra-sized beauty, at least until she starts to turn your way, which causes you to immediately start staring a hole in the bookcase in front of you, despite not actually caring about the books right now
>She tries to squeeze past you, but the tight confines of the aisle and her size causes her to bump into you and when you keep yourself from falling into the shelf, you just end up pushing yourself back into her
>"Oh! I'm sorry sir, it's kind of a tight squeeze for me here, I apologize for..."
>You turn around to let her know it's no problem when you notice she has a panicked look on her face and is current grabbing at her waist, or rather her crotch, which seems to be shifting puzzlingly
>"Oh no! Oh please, not here! Not here, not here, not here, oh nooooooooo...!"
>You're a little concerned at her distress and are about to ask her if you can help when you hear a muffled tearing of fabric and notice something big move between her legs and dramatically tent the front of her dress

>You suddenly find yourself staring at the wom- Herm's impressive cock while she covers her face in shear embarrassment, the erect display of dickgirl arousal being quite thick; unsurprising given the body it's attached to
>"Nooooooooooo... I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."
>The mortified alligator girl is nearly sobbing behind her hands, paralyzed with shame as you find yourself unsure of what to do, continuing to stare at the throbbing cock in front of you as small beads of pre begin to form on the head
>The little aisle becomes quiet when the herm realizes you haven't moved or said anything since her accident, slowly moving her hands out of her vision to find your fixated gaze upon her throbbing pole, your mouth hanging slightly open
>"Um... sir...?"
>You're finally pulled out of your daze, quickly glancing up at her before feeling embarrassed yourself and glancing away, then glancing back at her dick, then away again before finally looking back up at her apologetically
>She's starting to give you a bit of a puzzled look, mixed with what you think might be a bit of hope
>"Um... sir... would you be... would you be willing to help me out with... this?"
>She gestures down at her cock, which simply causes you to begin to stare at that delicious looking example of hermdom all over again
>"I mean, you don't seem too... off-put by it, so if you could maybe just..."
>You glance back up at her (having to avoid getting distracted by the generous cleavage her dress shows) as she summons the courage to finish her request
>"...just... help get me off?"
>The last part is practically a whisper, but it's all you hear in your cock-focused state; answering with a simple nod as you go back to eyeing up her virile member
>"W-well then, maybe you can just suck on it until I come, I'm already rather aroused- obviously..."

>You nod again as you move to your knees, trying to wrap your hands around the girthy cock now in front of your face while leaning forward to wrap your lips around the end
>Due to the size of her member, you realize you won't be able to give her a proper blowjob without dislocating your jaw, so you settle on kissing and licking at the tip while stroking the length of the shaft
>The alligator girl starts to whimper a bit as you do so, trying to keep quiet but unable to fully control herself, already so aroused as she is
>What started as a trickle of precum quickly turns into a stream as you pleasure the thick crocodile (or was she an alligator?) herm, making you begin to wonder just what her full load will be like
>She hesitantly runs her hands through your hair as you work, but suddenly grabs your head tightly and tries to shove as much of her cock into your mouth as she can manage; which is barely the head considering the size of the sausage she was smuggling
>"Oooooh, I'm sorry sir, but I'll need you to swallow it all so that we don't make a mess and I'm right about to... to... tooooo...!~"
>Your pondering on the volume of her ejaculation are answered as she lets out a final whine and releases a tide of pure cum into your mouth and down your throat
>You do your best to keep up with the flood of hermspunk filling you, letting it fill your mouth while you breath in through your nose, then gulping down a mouthful before repeating the process again and again
>The farther her orgasm draws on, the harder it is for you to deal with the shots after shots of gooey goodness and some begins to leak out the sides of your mouth and down your chin
>It finally seems to wind down though after seemingly countless mouthfuls are swallowed and when she seems to have finished you pull the cock out of her sore mouth; only to be surprised when a final squirt splatters your face

>"Oops! Sorry... I'll... I'll go get you something to clean off with! Just stay right here."
>The herm quickly shifts her softening cock back under her dress, you can hardly tell it's there unless you knew to look for it; or perhaps your senses are so dominated by the taste and smell of thick alligator cum
>You hardly feel like moving anyway, hands wrapped around your cum filled belly while your mouth hangs open, a mixture of cum and spit slowly drooling around your lips
>Before you know it, the herm you've hardly even met returns with some paper towels, bending down to wipe her ejaculate from your face while giving you a magnificent view down her cleavage
>"I'm so sorry about all this, I just couldn't... well, I hope you enjoyed yourself at least."
>You manage a slow nod as she helps you to your feet, your gut rumbling about all the semen you just guzzled down; the gator girl turns to go before pausing, seemingly lost in thought
>She finally decides and turns back towards you, displaying a bit of anxiety as she shifts from foot to foot
>"I know this seems a little late considering that you just... well, helped me out, but I was wondering if maybe... you were free sometime this weekend?"