"Do you serve hotdogs? Because you just gave me a foot long."

Lois Lane snorted.

"Really? There's no way your cock is..." The reporter said...and the smug smile on her lips died as she saw the calm confidence that Angelica Blaze projected. "...seriously?"

"Twelve and one-quarter inches, from base to tip," Angelica said. "When I'm hard. If you have a ruler, I can get hard and you can measure it."

"No, that's..." Lois struggled with a sudden burst of curiosity. She stared down at the flaccid cock, longer soft than most pricks she'd seen hard. It had to be six inches...and she new dicks could swell up to twice their flaccid length when erect. The reporter blinked, suddenly imagining an actual twelve-inch dick...something far beyond the realm of pornography. It was something out of bad erotic cartoons and internet fanfiction.

The reporter caught herself staring, and coughed. "Maybe later," she said weakly. "You can, uh, put it away now."

"Well, if you do ever want to see it, all you have to do is ask," Blaze shot back, with a wink, as she began to push her cock back into her jeans. "It's a curse, really. None of the ladies, um, really wanted to try it. They were happy to play with it sometimes, but, you know. More as a human oddity than a lover."

Lois nodded, and suddenly realized her face was burning. She hadn't thought that just seeing a piece of fuckmeat like that would cause her to blush but...the thought of an actual foot-long cock was hard to get out of her head.

"Nnngh...damn, seems there's a bit of a problem here..." Angelica said...and as the reporter glanced down to her pants, she had to admit it was a hell of a problem.

The cock wasn't fully hard yet, but it had swelled. Lois Lane barely suppressed as gasp as the great pink fuckstick was bent almost double, thick as three fingers now, and Blaze's pants obviously too tight to accommodate it.

"How do you walk with that thing?" Lois asked.

"It's usually not much of a problem, just, ah...seeing you has gotten me a bit...excited." Blaze murmured...and looking down, the blushing reporter realized that her robe had fallen open, exposing her breasts.

"It's not a problem. I just need to, uh...take care of this...and then it'll fit," the dickgirl said sheepishly.