Lois Smashes The Idol

Rage filled the reporter. She had been violated tonight, and somehow this idol was the cause of it all. She raged the sextoy-cum-weapon over her head with both hands, trembling with terrible emotions—and brought the Penetrator down in a sweeping arc, the purple dildo-bat smashing into the stony shell. A silicone dildo would have bounced off...but the metal core of the weapon gave it mass and hardness that burst through the squat, ugly head and cracked the gravid belly and breasts.

There was a puff of smoke, or perhaps dust.

Lois Lane blinked, all of her rage suddenly drained out of her. The fragments of the idol began to char at the edges, glowing and turning black as they crumbled to ash and smoke. She frowned, and stirred the head of the purple Penetrator through the ruins. It seemed like the idol was hollow...but it also felt, to Lois, like there should have been something more. An explosion, the release of an evil genie...something.

Then the weapon twisted in her grasp.

Instinctively, Lois clutched the baseball bat grip on the Penetrator, as the dildo-like head writhed like a living thing. It felt like Lois was wrestling with a giant, or trying to hold a snake by its tail...and then the head reared, and Lois saw it for the first time.

No longer did it look like molded silicone. She stared into the purple eye of a very real, very large, very angry penis. The urethra opened, wide enough for Lois to stick her thumb into it, and vomited white cum at her. Even jerking her head to the side, the reporter felt some of it splash against her cheek...and then the weapon dipped down, the prehensile-penis striving, the reporter could sense, to get between her legs...and it was everything Lois could do to keep it from doing just that.

What the hell do I do now? Lois thought. I could throw it away...but what's to stop this thing from coming after me again? I have to do something. I'm not going to get fucked by this one-eyed yogurt-spitter!