They're Going To S.T.A.R. Labs To Be Treated

They came down on the roof of a tall building with that bizarre, brutalist architecture that was what the architects of the past thought was the shape of the future—the glass-fronted wedge-shaped tower of S.T.A.R. Labs, the most advanced private research center in Metropolis. Supergirl set the glowing, radioactive pink reporter on her feet...and the cock poked into the reporter's navel.

Lois Lane looked concerned at her savior. The Maid of Might's veins were glowing pink beneath her skin, her blond hair was bedraggled, perspiration pouring down her face, and even the small veins in her eyes were glowing, giving the tall, lithe young woman a strange and eerie look...and then there was the cock.

It stood up, tenting the Kryptonian's skirt. Lois had thought it had to be seven inches long, but this close it looked...bigger. The veins positively glowed with all the pink kryptonite radiation that Supergirl had absorbed from contact with the reporter's pussy.

"How do you feel?" Lois asked as she grabbed Supergirl's arm.

Stiffly, Supergirl's boots crunched on the cement roof.

"How does it look like I'm doing!?" Supergirl snarled. "You're...by Rao, Lois. I had a crush on you since I hit eighteen, and that was before you got radioactive. Now..."

Lois Lane's eyes widened. She felt a heat rise to her face, and the pink light from her body glowed brighter.

"You're...gay?" she said. "Or bi? I didn't know what."

"Well, now you do," Supergirl said, her cock leading the way as they moved to the door. "I'm...really struggling...to keep from jumping you right now. I can...smell you..."

The radioactive reporter frowned...but she knew Kryptonian senses were as super as the rest of them.

"Sorry, Kara," Lois said. "I don't mean to give you a...hard time."

The door opened, and people in white lab coats emerged. They stood aside, ushering the couple inside, utterly unfazed at seeing a glowing naked woman and Supergirl with an erect prick jutting out in front of her like a diamond bar. All in a night's work for S.T.A.R. Labs.

On the fifth level, the two were separated into separate evaluation chambers. As she turned to leave, Lois felt a hand grab her ass...and gasped as two fingers slid into her ridiculously wet cunny.

"Sorry..." Supergirl murmured as, with an effort of will, she **** her hand out of Lois. "Couldn't...help myself...you're so hot..."

There was something in the young woman's voice that Lois hadn't heard before. The sort of dreamy, distracted voice of someone in the grips of a fever...and she wondered what would happen to her friend. Guilt wracked the reporter at the fault that this was all her fault...

Then the testing began. Lois Lane felt oddly comfortable in the nude, the sealed chamber was neither too hot or too cold, and the doctors that emerged in their nuclear radiation suits to take her vitals and wave their wands around her were polite and considerate, asked reasonable questions, and the only embarrassing moment was when they asked her to lie back on a table and spread her legs so they could get some readings of the raging radioactive inferno that was Lois Lane's cunt...