Lois Lane Can Do Nothing

The reporter strove to adjust to her new form. She could feel everything...the pulse of demonic blood through her veins, the terrible heat that radiated from her body, the blood-swollen muscles and tense tendons that held her hard and erect. Just the grip of Blaze's hand around her was like a tight collar that constricted her neck and **** the blood into her face. The kiss of the air across the super-sensitive glans sent a shiver through her body.

Yet in the end, Lois Lane simply a cock. Fixed to the demon's body, unable to control her own actions, unable even to go limp. A prisoner in Blaze's flesh.

The snap of fingers brought Lois out of her inward-focus. If Lois had eyes, she would have blinked. She had felt that snap, even though she had no ears. It had just become something she was aware of.

I'm a part of Blaze, Lois thought. If she feels what I feel...maybe I feel what she feels? Can I piggyback her senses?

Lois had once gone on a meditation retreat to interview a guru. The old woman, with her white hair and wrinkled skin, had told Lois about how the sense of "self" could be extended beyond the body by mindlessness—by letting the consciousness relax and the senses simply relay what they could. Some kind of zen thing.

The reporter tried that. To just feel the pulse of blood that ran through her body. Where did the cock end and Blaze begin, after all?

Slowly...achingly slowly...Lois became aware of more of herself. She was the cock, but she was also the hand that held the cock. The swollen testes, and the pelvis they were attached to. The blood that pumped through her body, and the black heart that pumped it...and just like that, vision came to Lois. She stared through Blaze's eyes. Heard with Blaze's ears.

What she was was the naked young woman kneel before the crimson cock that was Lois Lane. Lois recognized her. The slim Asian woman with the blue streak dyed in her hair—Lois recognized her from her social media. Tonya Wong. One of the women who had gone missing.

"Your cock is so big," Tonya fawned over the dick.

"The better to fuck your mouth with, slut," Blaze said. "Now get to work."