Like God Subcontracted The Job To H. R. Giger

Lois Lane felt her breath catch in her chest as Superman's cock stood revealed...and she knew, without a doubt, that he was absolutely an alien.

The pale, human-like skin darkened to a smooth, black, flexible carapace. There were bony ribs along the shaft, striated and banded cords of muscle within the flexible carapace, and a head...a black helmet that reminded her absurdly of Darth Vader...which carefully split open along a tripartite seam. From the soft, pulsing pink mass inside, a small, more human-size cockhead squirmed into erection, pale and white as a maggot.

"Oh fuck no," the reporter whispered, her pussy clamping tight as the writhing, monstrous erection before her.

Yet her journalistic instincts couldn't help but notice the pulsing, glowing sacks between his legs, like a bundle of grapes—obviously his testes, of which the Kryptonian appeared to have at least a dozen—and the small pink claws the emerged from his crotch, unfolding from the hero's hips to stand above the alien cock at angles.

"It has claws," Lois swallowed, just now noticing the sweet, enticing smell from the dick. Like black honey, almost too sweet. It made her mouth water and her head go dizzy, being this close to it. "Why does it have claws?"

"To grab hold of you. Human males might develop something similar—in a few million years. I'm sorry Lois, I know it's not what you were expecting."

Effortlessly, he bent over and picked her up by her arms. Superman—Clark Kent—this strange alien male whom she thought of as a friend and potential lover, and yet whom she now realized she knew so little about him. He lifted her above him, aligning her pussy with his monstrous erection.

Instinctively, she tried to close her legs, but the thin claws, endowed with the same superstrength as the rest of him, shot out and held them apart. The towering black erection moved toward her, the strange white head-within-a-head tickling at her pussy lips.

"I'm sorry Lois," he whispered, and for a moment he was Clark Kent again. Then a strange, serious look crossed his face. "But you're going to have to take responsibility for this."