Lois Chooses Both

To all appearances, Lois Lane looked 18 years old again. More than that, she felt eighteen again. Full of energy. Flexible. Eager. Anxious. The little pink nips on her tiny breasts were hard. She rubbed her knees together, squirming as the adult-Lois inside mustered up the courage to say:

"Can I...have them both?"

By way of answer, woman and man both came forward. Lois felt her heart race, excitement building inside of her.

"How do you want them?" The voice came from the hidden speakers.

"To start," the teenaged Lois Lane said out loud. "I...I want to sit on her face. While I suck his cock."

Just saying the words gave Lois a thrill. She shivered in anticipation as the woman laid down on the ground. Lois had no way of knowing how thoroughly the Red Kryptonite had reverted her body's biological age...and that the brains of teenagers were not yet fully formed, the decision-making centers not fully developed. Which is why teenagers so often engaged in risky behaviors, and leapt into situations without thinking of the consequences.

Which why, when the woman pulled up her mask to reveal the slim pink lips, Lois Lane sank down on the woman's face so eagerly, rubbing her tight little slit against those lips...and then her masked male partner was standing before her, the cock right in her face.

He was well-hung...something even an adult Lois Lane would have recognized...but to the smaller, slimmer teenaged Lois, his dick was enormous, the seven hard inches looking like it would destroy her tiny cunny.

And it will, Lois licked her lips, wrapping one slim hand around the shaft, amazed at its stiffness and heat. With uncharacteristic skill, she brought up her free hand to lightly grasp his scrotum, fingers gently rubbing the soft, sensitive, hairless skin on the back that led to his taint. Taking a deep breath, Lois opened her mouth wide...and slid her tongue along the bottom of his glans, just as the woman below Lois brought her lips up to gently suckle on the reporter's clit.