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Chapter 14 by Zeebop Zeebop

What happens to Lois Lane's cock?

End: Lois Lane's Cock Grows Bigger...and Bigger...

"A...azar...ath..."

Lois Lane's voice was a hoarse whisper. Both hands stroked her cock now...a cock that would put most men to shame. The reporter had read in the Guinness book of world records that the largest human cock was 13.5 inches erect...but as Lois stared down at her own turgid prick, that easily overshot the 12-inch ruler, which required both hands to stroke is magnificent length, she knew they needed to update their records.

The dark sky over Metropolis was a dark blue that lightened by degrees. The reporter's cock was an angry red, her bedsheets drenched in sweat and cum. Her hands ran up and down the monstrously swollen shaft as she mumbled the words, over and over again. Felt the ache and tingle. Jizz no longer spat out of the gaping pisshole, but simply oozed out in thick globs, to splatter against her tits...whenever she could keep her mouth off of the thing.

It was like a madness or addiction had come over her. The bigger the cock got, the more the reporter wanted to see it grow. Even though angry purple veins now bulged along the crimson flesh, as red as blood...and those veins seemed to invade the surrounding tissues, which were paler than before. As if everything inside of her fed this monstrous, parasitic prick.

"M...metrion..." Lois croaked out weakly. She could feel the vast and terrible emptiness inside of her. Each time she said the words, the formula, it was as if a little more of her was hollowed out, traded...and something else flowed in. Hot and burning. Aching with need. Strong and virile. And as that strange and terrible fire grew within her, so too did her magnificent bitchbreaker.

"Hmm," Lois bent almost double as her mouth closed over the swollen head, so thick now she could barely fit it into her mouth, the thick, salty jizz oozed into her mouth and soothed the fire in her throat. The reporter couldn't even remember a time when she had disliked the taste of cum.

"Z...zin...thos..." The reporter slurred as sticky babygravy oozed from her lips. One finger slid into her piss slit, fucking the tip of her cock as though it was her own bitch-hole. The reporter's eyes rolled back into her head. Her soul felt like a gaping abyss now...as if there was only a thin veneer of Lois left. Like the skin of a balloon about to pop.

Her mind was filled with strange, carnal fantasies. Her fifteen-inch cock draped across Superman's stomach, his own pathetic six inches worthless when compared to her own super-schlong. His ass tight around her head as she **** it inside, inch after inch. The mightest man in the world her personal boipussy...and then the image swam and it was Supergirl. Jimmy Olsen. Cat Grant. Her own sister, Lucy. Her hips jerked spasmodically as the fantasies played out.

"S-so...m-mote...it...be!" The last word barely a whisper, a prayer...

...and the bubble that was Lois Lane burst.

Something flooded into her then. The crimson cock swelled a little bigger, a little reader. The grey-white jiz ran black as it spat out a gooey load worthy of a Texas oilstrike. THe reporter's entire body went on point, every muscle strained to the utmost...and the violet veins crawled beneath her skin, swiftly followed by a spreading stain of redness.

Until they reached Lois Lane's face. The eyes had rolled back until only the bloodshot whites showed...but now, the veins faded. Pure white light burned from within the orbs. Dark masses bulged beneath the skin of the reporter's forehead...and an unfamiliar Mona Lisa smile graced her scarlet lips.

The demon Blaze grinned as she admired her new form. Reborn in Lois Lane's flesh, she could still feel the essence of the reporter within her....lost now in the madness of her lustful desires.

"Worry not, Lois," Blaze said as she gripped her prick tightly. "We'll fuck them. We'll fuck them all. First your friends...then Superman...and then..."

Black horns burst through the skin on the demonic dickgirl's forehead. Black drops of ichor oozes down the face that was still Lois Lane's, to run like mascara down her cheeks.

"This whole would will be our cunt!"

The End

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