Chapter 16 by Zeebop

Does Lois do as Mercy Graves commands?

Too Late—Lois Is Leaking

"Hrghk," was all that Lois Lane could reply. She stared down with mingled disappointment and self-disgust as she saw the thick white dribble that bubbled up from her depths from the purple slit in the swollen head of her cock, oozing like lava down the length of her shaft to where Mercy Grave's fingers held her tight.

Considering the reporter had her dick for such a short time, it wasn't really her fault—most men need years of hands-on experience and training to hold back their ejaculations, and once the jizz enters the channel no amount of clamping will push it back down to where it came from.

Mercy Graves swore...but she didn't stop frog-marching the reporter, out of the dressing room, into a corridor. A security guard opened a nondescript-looking fire door...and Lois found herself in what looked like a hospital. Her cheeks burned as she passed nurses and technicians, none of whom seemed the least bit shocked to see a naked dickgirl being pushed through the corridors with a hand gripping her balls, cock dripping.

"Don't worry, Lane," Mercy said. "There's more where that comes from. A lot more. And we're going to get out every single drop, if I have to wring you dry myself."

Lois Lane said nothing...the naked reporter was on her tip toes as Mercy's nails dug into her scrotum, threatening to rip the dickgirl's balls off at every step...yet the reporter couldn't repress a stiffening of her prick, which had begun to go limp, at the menace in the bodyguard's voice, the implications of her words.

What are they going to do to me? Lois wondered. And why did they make me a dickgirl? Why do they need my cum? I thought I was going to impregnate Maria! What is going on!?

The answers awaited Lois when they reached their destination...