End: Before Lois Can Decide, A New Challenger Arrives

Like all women in Lex Luthor's life, Lois Lane was left unsatisfied. She left the broken and bruised billionaire behind, determined to find someone who could do a proper job, or to take care of her needs herself...when a particularly curvaceous form appeared, ripping the door out of the wall.

The first thing Lois saw was a tremendous pair of breasts...lifted and emphasized by the sheer white costume, a window cut into he chest to emphasize the cleavage. Even though she didn't normally think of women that way, the very sight of that familiar tit-flesh made the reporter's overgrown pussy throb...and the naked reporter let her eyes drift over the prominent muscles, the trim waist and thick thighs...and then she gasped.

Around that trim waist and jutting out of that smooth white leotard was a dark metal phallus, a high-tech strap-on with strange lights that suggested advanced alien circuitry.

"Here I come to save the day," Power Girl sang.

"What...how..." Lois managed.

"The Justice League has been zeroing in on Luthor's operation. When we realized you'd been captured, we knew it was time to make our move. Cyborg cracked the security on his computers and made us aware of your little...modification. Unfortunately, Superman is off-planet, and no-one else in the League is really set up to satisfy a Kryptonian-human hybrid's libido. So it's down to me and my little friend here to make you cum. You like him?"

During the entire speech, Lois had walked slowly forward, closing the distance between them. She didn't understand much of this...why her body had undergone such bizarre changes, why Power Girl was here and ready to fuck her...but Lois was so horny, she didn't care.

"It's...magnificent," the reporter said. She paused and bit her lip as the tip of her cunt-tube bumped into the smooth metal glans of the Kryptonian super strap-on.

"Kryptonian alloys. It's all that's left of the old Eradicator, plus some parts of Superman's birthing matrix...I could probably knock you up with this thing, if I wanted to. But for right now, we need to satisfy your itch."

So saying, the blonde heroine reached forward and grabbed Lois Lane's shoulders. The reporter, immediately grasping the idea, grabbed her cunt-tube and lined it up so that the head the metal prick slid in smoothly. There was an oily sheen to the metal as invisible pores began to secrete a scentless lubricant...and Lois moaned aloud as the long, girthy prick slid home, filling her in a way that Lex Luthor could never have dreamed.

"Great Caesar's ghost," Lois cried out, shuddering at the intensity of the sensations.

Power Girl grinned. "Feels pretty good for me too...there's sensors in the shaft and glans that feed back to my own pussy. But we can enjoy it later. For now, you have to cum quick!"

"W-why?" Lois managed as Power Girl began to pull out.

"Cyborg did some math...you're absorbing radiation like a Kryptonian, but you don't have any control over it yet. He figures the first time you cum, you're going to discharge it explosively. Better to do it here in a nice reinforced lab than out in public."

That made too much sense—or something—for Lois to question it. Not right now, anyway. Not when that slick metal prick was bottoming out inside her cock-shaped cunt-tunnel. The reporter gripped Power Girl's arms and the two women stood there, knees slightly bent, moving their hips in time...and the reporter could see that Power Girl was feeling it. Her face flushed, her pupils dilated, a sheen of perspiration on her face and breasts...but Lois Lane, who was already sexually agitated before the Kryptonian got there, was trembling with excitement, lost in the sensation as her super-pussy clamped down hard on the metal prick that threatened to turn her inside-out...

...but it wasn't enough.

"F-fuck!" Lois moaned. It felt good, but her climax just wasn't happening. "I can't...I can't..."

"Yeah," Power Girl moaned. "Penetration was never enough for me either. I always needed a little more stimulation. Hold on, babe..."

The strong hands pulled Lois closer. The metal prick was already bottomed-out in the phallic tube that extended from the reporter's crotch, but Lois found her face drawn to Power Girl's...hot lips locked on hers, a tongue slipped into her mouth...those massive tits pressed against the reporter's own breasts...and oddly Lois found herself closing her eyes as she sank into the kiss, her hard nipples rubbed against Power Girl's through the thin fabric of the costume...and Power Girl shucked the glove on her left hand and reached down to squeeze Lois Lane's ass.

No...not to squeeze it. A slick, lube, covered finger slid down between the reporter's asscheeks. Lois tried to moan as the invading finger found her little pucker. She stared into Power Girl's steady blue eyes as the blonde pushed her finger inside...

It didn't hurt. Not like Lois thought it would. If anything, it made the whole sensation of their quick and dirty lovemaking more intense. Lois moaned around the tongue in her mouth as her hips flexed, and Power Girl's finger slipped in deeper...in and out...fucking Lois Lane's asshole...and somehow it was working. Lois shivered and shook. She could feel the heat and apprehension, the anticipation, grow inside of her. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach, her moans grew louder and more intense until they were an ultrasonic squeak that caused glass to shatter throughout the lab...and just a moment before Lois thought she was going to lose it...

She did.

A burst of yellow-white light flamed out in all directions. Power Girl's costume was an immediate casualty, blackening and falling off of her in a cloud of ash, a fireball hitting the corridor outside, millions of dollars of exotic lab quipment reduced to metal slag in a moment...and Lex Luthor too might have been reduced to ash, if the bald billionaire had not slunk away, his bruised and broken cock dangling uselessly between his legs.

Power Girl broke the kiss and hugged Lois Lane, who sagged in her arms, the unnatural heat finally over.

"Feel better?" The heroine said.

"Fuck, yes," Lois said. "Whew."

"Good. Because according to Cyborg, you're going to need to cum regularly to keep your energy discharge under control."

Power Girl couldn't help but grin at Lois as she said that. Lois grinned back at her.

"Are you volunteering to help me with that?" Lois said.

"Sure. Maybe we can ask Supergirl or Wonder Woman if they want to help too..." Power Girl said.

The women laughed...and Lois Lane felt, oddly, free. It had been a crazy, unpredictable night out...and looking back on all the decisions she had made to arrive at this point, she couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if things had gone a little differently...if she had zigged instead of zagged...but she guessed she would never know.