Being Fucked

"Fuck," Lois Lane whispered.

The longer the midget-dicked reporter looked at the illustration, the more she wished that was her ass split wide by a crimson cock. Her little prick **** to spurt as a big, fat cock filled her ass. Those big balls pressed against her tiny little sissy balls. Pounded hard like someone was trying to get her ass pregnant.

Her hand stroked the paper of the page...and half to herself, almost unconsciously, Lois began to mumble the words, or as near as she could decipher them. One finger traced each dark-lettered line, while the other played with her tiny dick. She felt...almost like that first spell. The sense of anticipation that rose inside of her. Except it was different this time.

Lois felt a pounding in her head. As if someone knocked at the door, but that wasn't it at all. As if something pressed against the inside of her skull from outside. The tiny inch-long erection ached with its stiffness as her thumb and forefinger jerked in rhythm with the pounding in her head. The words came out in a torrent, the reporter's tongue tripped and slurred...but seemed to fall into the correct pronunciation. The more she read, the more the tension built inside of her, like a spring being compressed.

"Come forth, Blaze!" The reporter said, shocked by the loudness of her own voice...and then she felt all the tension unspool from her. Immediately, the tiny cock went limp in her hand, her body flopped nerveless on the bed, suddenly drained and exhausted. Lois Lane panted, one eye still on the page, and even as she felt something intangible fade from her, she whispered: "Come forth..."

A hot wind blew through the apartment...yet the naked reporter shivered as gooseflesh rose on her naked skin. Languid and unable to move, she lay there as an animalistic snuffle came from behind her. There was the creak of a foot on the floor...then the springs on the mattress, as the weight of another body slid up behind the reporter. Lois managed to lift her head just enough to see the red hand that turned her over onto her stomach...and felt the wet, slick, hot tube of meat that prepared to destroy her ass.

"You have called," a voice said, feminine yet deep and with a strange, unplaceable accent. "And here...I...cum!"