Chapter 17 by Zeebop

Does Harley take the cock on her own, or does Lois have to make her?

Lois Lane Forces Harley Quinn's Quim Onto Ivy's Log

"No, please," Harley said, her voice hollow, her plea a mere token formality. "Don't, it won't fit, it's too big, I..."

With a growl, Lois launched herself upward. The reporter pulled her pussy from Ivy's face, and the bound villain gasped for breath, cross-eyed and panting as Lois Lane's cunny left her lips. Harley was utterly unprepared as the reporter grasped her in a hug, to pin Harley's arms against her body...and those hot lips pressed against her own.

Harley could taste Ivy's blood and her own pussy on the reporter's lip. Felt that warm, hot tongue squirm past her teeth. Felt too, her body begin to melt and relax, even as the pain in her pussy increased, her slick box sliding just a tiny bit further down.

Then Lois broke the kiss. She stared Harley in the eye...and a cold shiver of recognition ran down Harley's spine.

One of Lois Lane's eyes was violet. But the other own...the other one had turned a bright, verdant green. The combination of chemicals that warred in the reporter's brain had made more changes than Harley or Ivy had every intended.

"I believe in you," Lois whispered huskily. "You have such potential, babe. Such slutty, slutty potential. You can do so much more than you think you can."

"N-no, really," Harley said, her lips twisted between smile of pleasure and grimace of pain. "I can't, I can't..."

"You can," Lois grinned hugely as her grip tightened. "You will."

Harley screamed as Lois brought all of her strength and weight to bear. Something tore in Harley's body as her hips slammed down, until her splayed pussy slammed into Ivy's hips. A bright fountain of blood squirted out onto Ivy and Lois Harley's labia tore, her clit split in two by the violent insertion.

Lois Lane held the crying, screaming, blubbering Clown Princess of Crime. The reporter's pussy rubbed back and forth on Ivy's chest, to leave a puddle of vaginal slime between those pale green tits. Down between her legs, Ivy and Harley's blood mingled...and the wooden shaft that connected them squirmed with new and terrible purpose.