Chapter 14 by Zeebop

What Does Lois Have To Do To Convince Circe To Unlock Her?

Beg To Be Fucked

"I need it so bad." Lois moaned. "Need something in my pussy. Stir me up."

The reporter ran her fingers along either side of the rings, squeezing and rubbing at her labia. It was frustrating, to have her cunny right there but unable to stimulate it properly. Yet she was watching the sorceress and her eyes, which seemed fixated on what Lois was doing.

"I'm your pussy," Lois said, pitching her voice low. "Don't you want to fuck your pussy? I want you to fuck me."

Lois scooched forward on the chair, the metal chastity device scraping against the wood. A harsh, unpleasant sound, but Lois could see the first shine of wetness between the nude immortal's legs. Circe took a large gulp of her wine.

"You can fuck me, right? You want to?" The reporter was close enough now to smell the woman's pussy...and **** enough that she would gladly bury her tongue in it, if only it meant getting this damned thing off of her.

"Yesss..." Circe said, eyes glowing, voice slurring slightly. "I caaan fuck you. Like, like a bitch. Πέος του Κέρβερος."

Green fire engulfed the crotch for a moment. Lois thought she saw a million hair-fine glowing filaments weaving together. Stitching together flesh, building something...and then the light died and in place of Circe's pussy was a great red cock, with a thick ring of muscle at the end, and a hairy sack beneath.

Lois Lane had seen something like that once, while covering the Westminster Dog Show. It had been attached to a Great Dane.

Oh fuck no, Lois thought, eyes going wide. I've made a terrible mistake.

Except... Circe let her glass fall to the ground. With one hand on the canine cock, the other drew the cord of the key up and over her head. She walked forward, staggering slightly.

"Here I come..." The sorceress smiled dreamily. "Gonna knock you up with puppies..."