Chapter 18 by Zeebop

Did Lois Wake Circe?

Lois Does Not Wake Circe

Lois waited there, not daring even to breathe, one hand holding her gaping asshole open. Not knowing what would happen if the dickgirl sorceress came awake again... The Daily PLanet's Greatest reporter had long since ceased to pray, but now she sent a wordless plea to whatever might be listening.

Beneath her, Circe snored.

With a sigh of relief, Lois eased herself off of the giant canine cock in her ass. It flopped against the sorceress's belly in a pull of warm jizz...and curiosity impelled the reporter to press her hand against the gaping hole. It slipped in, without pain, just an odd sense of fullness. Not entirely unpleasant...and then Lois realized she was fisting her own ass.

What has happened to me? She thought, shaking her head. I never even thought about fisting my ass before tonight!

Which wasn't strictly true, but Lois wasn't going to admit that, even to herself.

Easing her hand out of her ass and shaking the cum-drenched fingers out, Lois tip-toed across the sand back to the pavilion. Her costume was still there...a version of Wonder Woman's iconic outfit more fitted for a stripper or a whore...but it was clothing, and Lois gathered it up and carried it with her out the door as Circe slept off her little tryst.

Back in the corridor, it was like being in another world. No more tropical sun, no sand or wind, no sound of crashing waves. Fluorescent lights burned overhead, humming gently, the carpeted floor showed the passage of many feet. Quickly, Lois got dressed. The star-spangled shorts with their cut-out crotch only emphasized her new labia piercings, but they at least covered the brand that declared Lois Lane's pussy belonged to Circe.

There was nothing Lois could do about the cum dripping out of her ass, however.

"Get it together Lane," she told herself. "One foot in front of another. I came here for a reason, and I'm still going to find those missing women. Right now, what I need to do..."