End: Deep In My Ass

Lois bit her lip. She reached behind her and grabbed that skinny little ass. Angie laughed as Lois spun around in the tight confines of the bathroom stall and sat heavily....trapping that little cock in her fat ass.

"My name is Lois Lane," she said, as Angie stroked the reporter's big clitty. "And I'm the best damn trans reporter at the Daily Planet, and I want to feel a fucking gusher in my ass!"

She began to pound her ass against the captive cock hard—loving how her ass just ate up that dick. A part of Lois wondered if that was what she really wanted. A part of her felt that something was wrong—vague memories of having been born a girl, of not fucking strange cocks in dirty bathrooms over the weekend when she should be out working, researching a story—but then Her watery spunk began to ooze over Angie's fingers, and the tranny gasped as her jizz pumped into the fat ass of the reporter...and Lois really did feel it erupt.

It squirted inside of her, hot and hard as the first douche of an enema, and all the memories of that other Lois Lane were erased as Lois ground her ass against that dick, squeezing and milking the pierced cock. Obviously, the condom must have broke, and Lois knew she'd need to be tested for STDs...again...

"Hey," Lois said as she gasped. "You're...clean, right? No social diseases?"

"Totally," Angie said. "Clean bill of health on Thursday, and haven't been with anybody without a condom since. Why?"

"The condom broke," Lois said. "I'm clean too, but until we get checked out...we shouldn't have any other partners. Just in case."

The reporter's pulse quickened. Of course, in for a penny, in for a pounding. I haven't been able to go unprotected with anybody for a long time.

"Of course...if we stick to each other, that shouldn't be a problem. How do you feel about going back to my place, and we make a night of it? No condoms. You can fuck me raw. As much as you want."

Angie reached up and squeezed the reporter's sensitive tits. "I'd like that. But are you sure? I mean, is that what you want? To take home somebody you barely know and let them fuck your slutty ass raw?"

There was a way that Angie phrased the question that made Lois stop...she felt like if she said no, she could still back out. Wipe the cum from her ass, go into the night, back to her regular, boring life.

"Yes," Lois said after a moment. "That's exactly what I want."

She never felt the Spell of Desire end, settling into her body and soul as she and her new lover hurried home. The reporter didn't even both to wipe the cum from her ass, holding it in so that Angie could suck it out. New possibilities stretched out before Lois Lane, whose desires had led her away from her old life and down a path that she might not have trod willingly...but this is where her desires had led her.

Angie, by her side, kept that secret smile on her lips. A little prompting, a little temptation, a little power, and Lois Lane had become a lot more fun. The demon looked forward to a fun weekend of breeding her ass. Oh, this version of Lois Lane couldn't get pregnant...but she looked forward to what would happen when she met Superman, and how her new status played out with their relationship.

Either way, Angie Blaze thought, Lois Lane's night out is over...time for her weekend in bed!