End: No...But She Can Fit Enough

"Great Caesar's ghost that's deep..." Lois Lane said. The reporter's heels were on the floor, legs spread wide as she sat on Lana Lang's ridiculously red erection. The raven-haired woman's palm hovered over her pussy, fingers touching her distended asshole as she guided the monstrous cock inside of her.

Or at least, about half of it.

It was too big. Too much for her poor asshole. The reporter was panting, eyes glazed, thighs burning. Her pussy was leaking down over those fat crimson balls...and then Lana reached forward and cupped her tits.

"Lois...I can't...you're so tight!" The redhead said. "I think I'm going to explode!"

The reporter grinned.

"Go ahead," she told Lana. "Whenever you want. I'm just...just going to stay like this for a minute..."

Lois Lane's fingers moved up to rub her clit. Her pussy was squelching, but her ass felt like it was on the verge of breaking. It was so intense she could hardly stand it...and her fingers shook as she rubbed her clitty in tight little circles. She could feel the anticipation build inside of her, the flutter in her stomach that threatened to crest into a wave that would crash over and through her. The reporter wanted that...but more than that, Lois wanted to feel the warm, hot splooge fill her asshole. Hear Lana's little moans.

The redhead was moaning too. Shifting on the toilet seat. Clammy hands groping the reporter's breasts like they were playing seven minutes in Heaven. A part of Lois wished she could turn around and rub her small boobs in Lana's face, to lock lips with her, maybe suck her tongue.

"L-Lois?" Lana said as she continued to fidget. The little movements of her hips were driving Lois between ecstasy and agony, the reporter's distended asshole pushed in and out just a little bit with every movement. "I...have to tell you...I...I like women. I, I mean, I'm not a lesbian but..."

"Smallville," Lois huffed, her face flushed, hand cramping as her jilling grew faster and more intense. "It's okay. I like you too."

Maybe that was what set Lana off. She gave a noise like a squirrel dying, a sort of long-drawn-out animal squeak as the soul left the body...and then Lois felt it.

A normal ejaculation was a tablespoon spurted down a tunnel. Lois Lane normally only knew her lovers came when she felt the extra bit of wetness down there, or felt the inflated condom pull out. Now...now she felt a terrible liquid warmth fill her overstuffed colon. Instinctively, she felt the need to void, squeezed her anal muscles down...and then the cum surged and shot so deep inside that it sent Lois over the edge.

A thin stream burst from the reporter's bared, empty cunt as her wholebody convulsed. Lana's fingers gripped painfully tight, hugging Lois to her as she emptied those huge red balls into her lover's ass. It was a moment of shared bliss.

Then, as always, it was over. Leaving them panting, Lana's cheek against the reporter's back, Lois Lane's sore fingers fumbling at the roll of toilet paper. She felt like she had a pint of splooge inside of her, although it probably wasn't that much.

"Lois...could we still...do something together, even after my dick goes away?" Lana said.

The reporter grinned. Right then, if Lana had asked her to schedule weekly felching sessions or co-sign a car loan, she'd probably agree. "Sure, babe. Uh, speaking of which..."

Lois grabbed the smartphone...and then frowned.

The DMN app was gone.

"Lana?" Lois said. "Small problem..."

Down below the club in her sanctum, the demon Blaze smiled. On the screen, she watched woman and dickgirl adjust to their bold new reality. The scarlet succubus smiled...and her fingers ran down between her legs, where the vivid blood-red scarlet skin gave way to a very human peach-coloured pussy, with a tuft of curly naturally red hair.

"Lois and Lana...you've had your fun on your night out," Blaze whispered to herself. "Now, let's see how you handle the cuntsequences!"

The demon's laughter echoed throughout the empty room to her own joke. For Lois and Lana, their adventure was just beginning...but that is another story.