Embiggen Her Dick

Power throbbed between the legs of Lois Lane. The blond demon smiled, turning away from the reporter and her raging boner, which still dripped with the demonic skank's juices. Lois' heart pounded in her chest, new and strange urges distracting her from Neron's rhymes.

Her gaze fell down to the demon's pert, rounded ass, straining the backside of her green pants. All five inches of her cock twitched, remembering the hole they had just been buried in moments ago. Slowly, Lois licked her lips, remembering how her cock had grown as she had sealed away the demonic skank within her—and wondering what would happen if...

No, I shouldn't. Lois' rational mind warred with the dark impulse. I'm not going to...just fuck him to make my cock bigger. That's sick, twisted, wrong... Strange emotions broiled within the reporter. She could just picture the pert anus between those two cheeks, how good it would feel to have it wrapped around her meat.

No. I'm not...I'm not a ****.

She balled her fists, keeping them tightly by her sides, nails digging into her palm. Of course, he IS a demon...he's not doing this out of the kindness of his heart...and it wouldn't do to just have him running loose, right? It would just be...closing up loose ends. Her cock was painfully erect now. And he's evil. It's not as if he's the good guy, right?

Lois smiled grimly. Oh, who am I kidding? If I keep this up, I'll be trying to convince myself he asked for it, the way he's dressed. The demon was, unbelievably, still nattering on in verse. The reporter quietly came up behind him, hands now in front of her as clutching claws. Admit it Lane: you just want to embiggen your dick!

Daddy had insisted on self-defense classes—the real stuff, that focused on take-downs and disarms. Neron, whatever powers he might have had, had all the combat skills of a fourteen-year-old girl...and Lois had the advantage of surprise. There was a confused minute where the blond demon desperately sought to pull up his pants, and then collapsed as his right knee folded to Lois' foot. He kissed the floor hard, and before he could compose a couplet the reporter's raging hard-on was kissing his asshole.

Treacherous bitch, they name is Lane!

How dare you touch my unholiest of holes!

Has thy demon dick driven thee insane?

Thy prick presses on me like burning coals!

The reporter growled. Neron's left arm was trapped beneath him, and she was twisting his right arm behind his back. She planted her knees firmly on the floor and thrust forward, feeling the soft sphincter part beneath the ****...and Neron gave a chipmunk squeak as she pushed the tip of her cock into his ass.

She expected more of a fight. Superhuman strength, hellfire, a demon that had clawed its way up the hierarchy of hell. Instead, her shaft sank into a warm, well-worn hole, meltingly hot inside, that wrapped around her cock like a kid glove. Lois wanted to laugh as his ass opened up to swallow her as though from long practice, and she heard him began to gasp and pant.

"This hole has been used before," she gave a little thrust, glad her cock was still slippery from the skank earlier, feeling it move inside Neron's ass. His prick was trapped between his belly and the floor, and she wondered how he felt from that little shove—and was rewarded with a moan. "More than once. What did you do, bend over for every demon in hell?"

The demon shivered as Lois began to thrust, getting into a rhythm...and then he began to speak, each syllable punctuated by her dick bottoming out in his well-used ass.

I was the punk of Hell

Forbidden to say nay

I bent over ever since I fell

My ass offered to any

Every demon and damned has had me once

And the biggest bastards buggered me twice

Etrigan used to ride my arse for months

And lost me to Trigon in a game of dice.

Through it all I moaned and screamed

For this hell was my own heaven

To be buggered sore until I creamed

I'd offer my ass to a demon or seven.

The confession was interrupted by a deep moan...and Lois could feel it within herself again, the terrible pressure building up between her legs, deep inside of her, dying to explode. A throbbing, pulsing heat that grew worse with every thrust, dying for release, and yet Lois knew she had to hold on, ride it out, cock pounding in and out of Neron's sloppy hole.

It was almost a contest of wills, and Lois ground her hips in stubborn determination, causing Neron's trapped cock to slide back and forth along the bare concrete floor.

"You must be close," she whispered, abandoning all restraint as she pounded him harder and faster. "C'mon, sissy. No more pretty words? This is what you want, isn't it? Begging for a hard cock up your ass, and now you've got it. C'mon, you blond bitch. Just...let...it...go!"

The sphincter tightened so suddenly and hard on Lois' prick she was afraid she was going to come right then and there—and then she was afraid it was going to squeeze her cock right off. Neron gave a gurgling cry, part exultation and part despair...and then the terrible transformation took place again.

Lois held herself on her knees as the body beneath her slowly shrank away. Felt the strange, terrible crawling sensation as something traveled backwards the length of her cock, to meet that point of heat and pressure inside her, and she groaned in pain and frustration as the terrible pulsing point within her crotch seemed to swell, from the size of a walnut to the size of a fist. It was an anti-ejaculation which left her quivering and mad with lust, dying for release...and when the last part of Neron slipped in between the piss slit, Lois fell back on her ass, panting.