Chapter 19 by Zeebop

Who does Jimmy Call for help?

Jimmy Calls Superman

Jimmy Olsen tapped his communicator watch...and Lois Lane's heart sank. She didn't want Superman to see her like this. It was embarrassing...and there was nothing she could do but sit there, ass on the floor, as Lana Lang's pussy squeezed her and her hips rolled. The reporter's demonic dick twitched in sympathy, and it felt so good that Lois couldn't even concentrate.

"Can't you stop that for like, five minutes?" Lois said. "Superman is going to be here soon."

"No, I can't," the redhead said, frustration in her voice. "I mean, I've tried, but my body's acting on its own."

Jimmy lowered his wrist.

"I called," he said. "Superman should be here soon."

The women ignored him. Their eyes went down to where their crotches were locked together. The demon flesh slowly spread outward, visibly advancing. Lois wondered what Lana was thinking. The reporter herself wasn't embarrassed at having sex with her, but the circumstances...trapped by some sort of magical app, caught in the act by Jimmy Olsen, and now the Man of Steel was going to see them like this...a part of Lois wished that she could just curl up under a rock and die. Preferably while still humping that tight pussy that sucked at her thick scarlet shaft...

"This is weird, isn't it?" Lana said, finally, when the silence had grown too long and outward.

"A little," Lois agreed. "I mean, being caught like this. Not...um...making love?"

Lana snorted. "We're having sex, Lois. If you want to make love, you should have taken me out to dinner first, bought me a couple of drinks, not..."

There was a flash, and the two women glared. Jimmy lowered his camera sheepishly.

"Sorry, I mean, it's just so hot that..."

Jimmy fell silent as a strong hand fell on his shoulder.

"Never mind that, Jimmy." Superman said. Lois and Lane stared. There had been only a red-and-blue blur through the doorway to the bathroom. If they had blinked, they'd have missed it entirely. The sky-blue eyes of the superhero surveyed the two women locked in carnal contact.

"I think I see the problem. I don't know what I can do to stop your transformation, but if you'd like I can separate you...that might slow it down a bit."