End: Call The Justice League

There were some things that Lois Lane was not equipped to deal with. A three-foot demonic penis with testicles that were regulation size for the NBA qualified. She left what was left of Blaze wobble there in peace, and pulled out her smartphone.

The heroes arrived half an hour later. Which gave Lois time to carefully arrange her new bits. She wasn't sure she wanted to show Wonder Woman, Superman, & co. her new six-inch penis. Lois smiled as the capes filtered in, caught the shocked faces on the Flash and Power Girl at the milking chamber setup. Batman was more interested in the chapel and the Black Grail itself. He barely glanced at the giant free-standing penis that had once been the mighty demon Blaze.

"I've seen one before," Batman grumbled, as though he could read her mind.

The police were involved, eventually. The guests were escorted out, the dickgirls escorted out for magical treatment, the Black Grail impounded by Doctor Fate. A few people were arrested for ****, ****, and other crimes to be specified. Lois talked to everyone she could, jotted down notes for her article. By the wee hours of the morning, she was exhausted...and, worse, she had an erection. She wasn't sure what guys did when that happen.

Lane, you know that's not true, Lois thought to herself. But are you really going to go home and jerk off?

A flush spread across her cheeks. Wonder Woman carried off the giant penis that once was Blaze.

"If I might make a suggestion..."

Lois Lane nearly jumped out of her skin. Batman had snuck up behind her. He was the only one left, besides Lois and Superman.

"What?" She said.

"Superman...is a little bi-curious," the Dark Knight growled. "And he's always been attracted to you. I'm sure he'd be happy to help you with your little problem."

The reporter's eyes went wide. Her blush spread to her ears.

"You...how..."

"I've watched his eyes," the Caped Crusader said, by way of explanation. "In any event, I have to go."

Batman nodded to Superman as he left the room...and then Lois was all alone with the Man of Steel.

"Well, Lois, it's almost dawn," he said. "How about I fly you home? You must be exhausted."

Lois opened her mouth...her heart thundered in her chest...and suddenly all the thoughts in her head came out at once.

"IkindofgrewamagicdickandIhaveahardonandBatmansaidmaybeyou'dliketosuckmydick?"

Now it was Superman's turn to blush. Lois took three deep breaths, let them out, and then, in a calmer voice said.

"I mean, if you want. I could...return the favor?"

Superman nodded. "I...think I'd like that."

Which is how, as the sun rose over Metropolis, Lois Lane found herself in her own apartment, on her own bed, her lips wrapped around Superman's cock...and Superman's lips wrapped around hers.

This has been a really weird night out, Lois thought to herself as she ran her mouth down the side of Superman's dick. It was a little longer and thicker than hers, but Superman had seemed weirdly happy about that. His tongue played around her glans, inexpert but eager.

Not that I'm complaining.