Lois Forces Herself To NOT Fuck Maria

The reporter growled deep in her throat. She was trapped in this strange form, grappling with unfamiliar instincts and feelings, not to mention the utter bizarreness of a thick cock that commanded far more of her attention than she wished—and all of those new, animal instincts urged the futasphinx to plunge forward, thrust her cock into that soft, wet quim, to hear Maria squeal.

Yet Lois Lane was not an animal. She was a good person.

So she let her mouth fall open. The furry ruff of skin on the back of Maria's neck fell forward. Lois took three steps back. Maria lay there, unmoving.

"Th-there. We can just talk, okay? I'm not going to chase you, I'm not going to hurt you. But if we're ever going to get out of here, get back to being human, then we have to work togeth—"

Which is when Maria rolled over onto her back.

Lois Lane had never considered herself a fury. Yet there was something unspeakably lewd in the way the gynosphinx's lower legs were splayed wide, so that the pink slit was clearly visible. The white fure along her belly appeared to be extra-fine and soft. Maria's forelimbs were drawn up beneath her bountiful breasts, emphasizing their size and shape, the little pink nipples hard. Maria smiled, as her eyes flashed like a cat's, and then her tail began to swish back and forth.

"Oh come the fuck on!" Lois Lane blurted out, near the end of her patience. It wasn't just the sight of Maria presenting herself. It was the smell. Slightly tangy and fishy all at once. The transformed reporter's tongue hung out of her mouth as she tasted the air...and her cock felt weird. She kept pawing at the ground with her back legs.

Change of tactics, Lane, Lois thought to herself.

"Look, if I have sex with you, then will you help me get out of here?"

Maria smiled without an anwer. Her eyes lowered into slits, and her tail swished faster. Lois Lane wondered then if Maria had been taken over by her sphinx-nature, or if she had just always been a slut.

Trembling with need, Lois took a step toward the recumbent she-bitch offering herself to her.