Get Bizarro Hard

The air was cool outside, but Lois felt warm. The hulking, hunched figure of Bizarro let the two women drag him into the alley behind the club. They had barely gotten him out the door before Maria was unzipping him, fetching out the pale elephant's trunk from between his legs.

"I can't wait for it," the young woman panted, uncoiling the massive, pale, misshapen prick. She waved the limp noodle up and down, trying to get it erect, peeling back the foreskin over that curiously flat head. "C'mon buddy, get hard...mama needs her chocolate milk..."

"Me am not need an adult," the grey-skinned humanoid slurred. "Me am not touched in good place."

Lois stroked Bizarro's neck, the skin rough under her fingers, like sharkskin. "I think our friend here just needs a little pep talk to get him in the mood." The reporter coughed and pitched her voice low, matching Bizarro's cadence as best as she could.

"You am midget-dicked weakling cuck. Your pitiful watery seed couldn't knock up the most fertile woman in Metropolis. My pussy would break your pathetic pecker. All men in Metropolis would laugh in shame at the infertile Bizarro!"

As the reporter spoke, she could see the difference come over Bizarro's features...a little blue tint to the cheeks, the dark eyes flashing, nostrils flaring...and down below the massive trouser snaked began to rise...

"Don't keep it up! It's not working!" Maria snickered with glee, having caught on to the trick of Lois' Bizarro-dirty-talk. Then the young woman pressed her lips against the head, running her tongue all around it.

"Me am no want you, Bizarro. No woman am want you, especially not me," Lois ran her other hand. "Me am no want to taste your nasty seed again, not guzzle the pitiful streams of cum from your puny balls. Me am not slut enough for your tiny prick! Not want to feel you scrape out my filthy pussy...leave your mark..."

Lois blinked, the heat of the moment getting to her making, it harder to think straight. "You...you no am...only man for me. I...not want to be your whore...ever. I...I don't...want you to **** my mouth...my ass...my cunt...any of my holes. I want everyone but Bizarro to jizz in my holes forever!"

The pale cock stuck out horizontal like a rod of steel...but Bizarro had eyes only for Lois, his entire face flushed such a deep shade of blue that it was purple in spots. His skin rasped as he turned his head to lock eyes with her.

"You no am mean that, Lois?" And for a moment, a terrible moment, Lois felt her heart stop, her whole chest seizing up. It was such a familiar gaze, this superhuman monster in a bad suit, with a puppy dog look on its face like she was its favorite pillow to hump.

There were slurping sounds below. Maria had attached her face to the end of Bizarro's erect cock and was sucking on it like a giant candy cane, striving desperately to stroke the shaft as her cheeks bulged around the flattened knob.

"No," the reporter whispered, tasting chocolate in her mouth, pussy wet and achingly empty. "Me am not mean that with all my heart."