Yes

There were questions Lois needed to ask of the black woman with the horsecock, the faux-Vixen—there were too many things happening here that she had no interviews for. The reporter felt an interview coming on.

Maria led her to a panel that slid out of the wall—a secret door, for women who had to get away from a client quickly, although that seldom happened—and the barmaid stayed behind, while Lois tip-toe'd into the strange "African" room.

Inside, the drumming was louder...a pulsing beat that she could feel in her chest, deep base notes that seemed in time with her pounding heart. Then there was the smell...an animal odor, like a dog's cage, but not unpleasant. The walls were painted to mimic a tropical jungle, and the lights were hidden in the fake foliage so as to dapple on the floor...

Lois padded forward, a fake Amazon emerging from a false jungle, to confront a faux-Vixen.

The woman paused in her slurping—long pink tongue literally stopped in mid-stroke—and raised her head to sniff the air. Lois was consciously aware of the bare pussy displayed through her crotchless star-spangled outfit, and wondered if the woman could actually smell her...but no, the air was to still in here, not even a breeze. Yet the Vixen did not seem at all surprised when Lois stepped forward, and there was a deep purr in her throat...

"Helllooo..."

"Hi," Lois said, as friendly as she could manage. "I'm a...new here. Still getting used to the place. Maria said I should talk to a few people. I hope I'm not...interrupting?"

"You are." The black woman looked at her, and Lois was aware of her high cheeks, the yellow eyes, the generous mouth that flashed over the white teeth.

"But I don't mind talking. Perhaps we can...help each other out?"

"What did you have in mind?" The reporter said.

The woman rolled over onto her back, her erection bobbing up over her, the weight of it almost driving the massive dong to rest on her chest, where the fat tits had flattened out, flowing to either side, leaving a long valley along her sternum. The heavy balls lay on her lap, and for the first time Lois wondered what was under there, whether this was a grossly gifted shemale or...she hardly dared think of it...a true hermaphrodite.

Lois licked her lips as she reached out...