End: As Big As A Pornstar

If Lois Lane had been in her right mind, she would have known, intellectually, that most male porn actors don't have big dicks. Seven inches made a porn star stand out. Eight inches was huge. Nine inches, a legend...and most women couldn't take that much dick. Everything else was lies, marketing, special effects...even prosthetics. There were no Long Dong Silvers with eighteen-inch cocks.

Horny as Lois Lane was, her brain ripped straight to the upper end of the scale. Ron Jeremy. John Holmes. Peter North. Every lusty, late-night clit-bang from her whole life flashed before the dickgirl reporter's violet eyes and surged into her new dick.

Maria was only dimly aware of this. Perhaps she thought that Lois was simply still sticking it in, unaware that it was the cock that grew inside of her. Yet the bartender's smile twitched as the cock surged passed seven inches. The girth thickened and hit virgin territory inside of her cunny as it passed eight inches, without any sign of stopping. At nine inches, lines of worry appeared on the young woman's face, around her eyes and the corner of her mouth.

At nine and a half inches, and the cock stretching the cunt from side to side as wide as three fingers, Lois Lane gave a little sigh of relief.

"Just...just don't move for a second," Maria said. The young woman swallowed, her cunt stuffed with more dick than she had ever imagined taking in her entire life. "Dios mio, I think you're touching my cervix..."

Lois pulled back a little...and Maria struggled to hold on as it felt like the head of the engorged cock was going to pill her cunt out from the inside.

"...fuck, you're going to ruin me for all other men..."

The reporter's hands rubbed that ass. She didn't care now, about the women who had gone missing, or the ritual being done downstairs. Magic was real. Her tits were massive. her cock was huge, and the hot cunt that gripped it was unbelievably tight. Superman was a dim, distant memory for another day.

"I have to fuck you now," Lois said. Her hips moved slowly, in and out. Just an inch at a time at first, and she had inches to spare. It wasn't long before Maria was breathing hard. Her tits wobbled and shook, and Lois Lane could feel the weight of her own fat tits drag at her shoulders. They would take some getting used to...but she wasn't going to give them up.

She liked it this way. Liked having a big tits and a big dick. Like the way Maria moaned and should, her arms desperately clutching at the cases of booze to brace herself as Lois held the young woman aloft in arms that ached from lifting that fat-ass in the air. A feeling, utterly novel grew inside of Lois as she began to desperately hump the burning gash in front of her, the head of her dick stabbing into some soft wall at the back of Maria's cunt so hard that the young woman cried out in mingled pleasure and pain...

...and it was only the last flicker of self-control that made her pull all nine-and-a-half inches of her cock out of Maria's spasming slit and spray her first full load all over that big soft belly. Lois shook as the pleasure arced up her spine, her hips thrust on their own, and purplish, swollen head rubbed the rich jizz in circles around the young woman's belly button.

She let Maria down onto her feet. The young woman held her knees bent, thighs apart, a pained expression on her face.

"Oh fuck...I think you ripped my pussy in two..."

Lois looked at her cock. There was no blood on it. A flicker of something...maybe relief, maybe regret, or perhaps both intermingled...ran through the reporter's brain.

"I didn't rip your pussy. You'll be fine. You might need an ice pack, though." Lois said.

"No shit, tripod! That's a deadly weapon!"

Lois Lane smiled. Maybe that was true.

She left, after that. Out into the night, the cock stuffed into her pants as best she could, the piercings through her nipples cold in the chill of the air. She had no idea how she was going to hide her new changes, or what the people in her life thought of them. No idea how, if, or when she was going to come back to this club to finish what she had started on her night out...yet one thing Lois Lane was sure of, absolutely positive about, was that she loved having a big cock and big tits...and she would be sure to use both of them in the future.

That, of course, is another story.