Additional Training Devices Deploy

The tip of Lex Luthor's cock was buried in Mercy Graves' throat, the tip of her tongue just tickling the little web of tissue at the base of his cock where the shaft met his balls, when a light began to blink. Luthor's eyes were fixed on the screen. Mercy was a professional, and knew what she was doing.

He reached over and tapped at the virtual keyboard.

Programming 50%
Deploying Level II Training Gear...

Unseen by Lois, panels opened in the floor. With a mechanical whirr skinny metal arms extended. The reporter, her face buried in the warm cunt in front of her, saw only the smiling face of Supergirl grin back at her as pieces of a metallic harness fitted themselves around her waist and crotch.

Bzzz. The audio buzzed irritatingly. Lois paused in her licking, tongue and jaw sore and numb, but determined to polish that pussy until it shown, when a bright pink light began to flash rapidly. Lois tried to blink...there were words, images, flashing past her faster than she could process...and when she could see again the virtual Supergirl displayed by her headset had shifted position.

Now the blonde was on her knees, ass and pussy faced towards Lois. A little S-shield was tattooed on her lower back, like a tramp stamp. The beautiful Kryptonian turned and waggled her butt.

Please Lois, the audio came through with a weird echoing effect. Fuck me. Fuck me with your hard cock.

Lois Lane looked down. On her head's up display, she could see the metal strap-on that the machines had affixed to her. A slightly curved, rounded mechanical phallus now jutted forth from her crotch. Pain stabbed the reporter lightly in the base of the spine as metal hooks pierced the flesh, wires digging through skin and muscle to connect to nerves. The connection came to Lois with a shock...a gasp as new sensations flooding through her body. As though the new metal appendage were a part of herself.