Paper—Black Alice Takes The Dick

"Fucknuggets," Alice whispered, staring at the Deadman's outstretched fingers. She knew she should have thrown rock.

"Get in position," Deadman advised as the demonic Lois Lane destroyed the doorway. "Give her a nice target, and I'll hold the book for you. Once you make contact, you can cast the spell."

"Easy for you to say," the young witch murmured as she got on her hands and knees, pussy pointed toward the raging erection. Nervous jitters ran through her body, naked pussy under her short skirt feeling very, very exposed. Her only hope was that the jizz from the last time Lois fucked her would act as lubricant and ease the passage of this new and much larger erection.

"Be brave," the Deadman said, smiling through his stolen body as he held the book in front of Alice. "You can do this. Hell, I bet you're a little excited. I saw how you were with Lois before."

Alice sorted through a short list of responses to that comment, and had just settled on "Get Fucked" when with a crash of broken brick, Lois was free.

There was a shadow of wings that temporarily blocked out the light. Absurdly, Alice wondered he she was supposed to read the spell if she couldn't see...and then she felt the hard, hot point of Lois Lane's demonic prick rest against her cunny. Her heart sank as she realized, for the first time, exactly how big it was. The head seemed to engulf the entirety of her pussy. It would never fit...but Lois was about to try.

The young witch braced for impact.

Hands settled on her hips. There was a great sense of strength there, but also control. The wings shifted, and Alice could see again. Something snuffled at the back of her hair, three long trailing tongues slid down over the witch's neck.

"I think she remembers you..." Deadman said. "That could work for us, if Lois is still in there. Rub your pussy on her cock. Let her know you want it."

Alice stared hard at the ghost. Sure, you fell in the tiger pit, throw some raw meat at them. They like that.

Against her better judgment, the young witch pressed herself back against the massive phallus. She could feel the power there, barely controlled, just beneath the surface.

Think of it like a toy, the young woman told herself. A very...big...toy. Like backing onto a dildo in the shower.

Except this dildo could fuck back.

And did.

Black tongues coiled around the young witch's throat as Lois began to push forward. A terrible pressure centered on the witch's crotch, and she felt her labia split, the pointed, scoop-like head of the penis delving slowly into her vaginal canal, inexorable and undeniable. Alice shivered and gasped as she felt her pussy begin to stretch...and stretch.

"The human cunt is an amazing thing," Deadman whispered. "It can stretch far enough to give birth to a whole baby! You can do it. Just try to relax, and..."

"Shut the fuck up or I'll fucking find a way to kill you aga—urp," Alice was cut off as one of the black tongues slithered into her mouth, wrestling with her own. Instinctively, the witch began to suck it. It tasted....good? Kind of familiar? She sucked a little harder, trying to place the flavor, feeling her lower body relax as her legs went boneless, Lois Lane's hands shifting to hold her up.

Then with a steady, impatient thrust, the demonic reporter pushed the head all the way in...and Alice screamed.