Epilogue: Anal Addiction

Pinned against the mattress. Blaze's teeth biting into her shoulder. Lois Lane's asshole was a bright red ring, utterly transformed from the pert little starfish it had been all those months ago. Now a ring of raised flesh surrounded it, always puffy, always open. The doctors claimed they'd have to fix it with surgery, but in the meantime, Lois made do with low-profile diapers underneath her clothes, regular enemas...and regular anal sex.

"God, I love it in the ass," Lois said. Blaze's cock slid in easily, though it was easily twice as fat as it had been. Anything less than a fist just didn't do it for the reporter's busted asshole. Like throwing a hot dog down a subway tunnel. But her wife, among her many other talents, could change the size of her cock to any size or shape.

Which, the reporter considered, is probably where the problem started.

Lois always knew that she had an addictive personality. It's why she didn't smoke, and kept to strict rules as to when and how much she was allowed to drink. Because if she didn't, the reporter knew she'd be a chain-smoking alcoholic. Even then, there were other things that Lois had to be wary of...the search for greater, more intense sensations. The adrenaline rush that came from skydiving, mountain climbing, **** sports. Water so hot it burned her in the bath, training for a marathon. All her life, Lois had been chasing that next high, that next sensation, and until she'd met Blaze the reporter thought she had been able to shy away from danger...the moth circling the flame, wings unsinged.

Until she discovered anal sex.

"Do it," Lois panted. She remembered the night that they had gone too far. The way the bloody colon had rosebudded. The way Lois had flexed her ass and actually **** some of her integument outside of her asshole, until she couldn't suck it back in. Blaze had to push it back inside the reporter with her cock. "Come on. I want you to fucking do it."

Blaze's hands spread apart the reporter's ass cheeks as far as they could go. The head of the big dick was inside of her. Lois had looked at her ass, with the aid of a couple of mirrors, and watched with fascination how much it could gape. It had been a game for them, seeing what could fit up inside her gross asshole. Pool balls. Cans of Dr Pepper. Progressively bigger plugs, toys. Lois had started to watch porn videos, hoping to get new ideas.

She had seen women fill their asses with smoothies and drink from it with straws. Beer enemas. Anal bukkake videos. Had rubbed her pierced clit as she saw a woman with a horsecock dildo turn another woman inside out...and that's when Lois had gotten the idea, the idea of all ideas, the idea that was truly going to destroy her ass...

Inside of the reporter, the cock swelled. Lois squeezed down with all of her might against the impossible mass filling her ass. She could feel the veins swell in her neck and forehead as she held her breath and bore down hard, harder, hard like she was taking the biggest shit in the world...and then the dickgirl pulled backwards, and Lois Lane shivered in terrible excitement as her asshole was pulled inside-out, a full three inches of doubled up intestine hanging outside of her body...

Lois stopped squeezing and breathed. Panted. Half-exhausted already, and yet the real fun was just beginning. Blaze's cock shrank, down from whatever inhuman size she had used to break Lois Lane's butt, to something a mere mortal man might swing between his legs...and her hand clamped around the prolapsed anus, and without further ado she began to fuck it.

It wasn't pleasure. Not like getting fucked in her pussy. It was the sense of wrongness, of violation, the intense feeling of doing something so fucked up and wrong that there wasn't even a taboo for it, because who could imagine such a thing? It was the kind of bizarre, cartoony sex imagined by Japanese virgins writing their edgelord pornographic comics, and something in Lois Lane's soul thrilled at the act of her pink integument sliding over and over that stiff dick, hard and faster, Blaze's hips bucking as she jerked herself off into the reporter's ruined, utterly wrecked asshole...and then the hot wet cream blasted deep inside her bowels and Lois slid a few fingers down to rub her cunny, wanting to cum right then and there while the hot seed flooded her bowels.

"You know," Blaze huffed. "If all I do is fuck you in the ass, it's going to be real hard to get you pregnant."