Chapter 17 by Zeebop

Working together, can Lois and Lana disengage?

For A Moment

It took concerted effort from both of them. Lois grabbed the redhead's knees and pinned them against the edge of the sink. Lana pressed her hands against the reporter's breasts. The reporter's hips continued to pump the demonic dick in and out of the Satanic slit, but when the cock pulled out as far as it could...Lana pushed, and Lois let go.

The redhead's legs scissored around empty space for a moment as Lois fell backward, onto her ass. For just a moment, her crimson cock was free, and stood as rigid as a tent pole.

Then Lana fell off the sink.

Lois grunted with the impact as the gaping blue cunt swallowed her cock to the root, all hundred and fifteen pounds of Lana Lang slammed into the reporter's crotch...and now Lois was pinned beneath her as Lana's hips jerked automatically, to grind her pussy on that dick, which distended the bluing skin of her abdomen.

The reporter noted that the demonic colors were spreading. Already, the red and blue spots on their bodies were too big to be covered with a dinner plate, and slowly spread upwards and outwards. Lois reached forward and touched the blue skin of Lana's abs...and the redhead shuddered. Her buttocks quivered in absolute ecstasy, cunt tightening until Lois thought she was going to squeeze the dick off.

"S-sorry..." Lana said when she could speak again. "The new flesh is...really sensitive."

They stayed like that a moment, Lois on the ground, Lana on top of her. Trapped fucking, the demonic infection or whatever it was spreading.

Which is when they realized they were no longer alone in the restroom.