Me Hate You

The voice was like gravel crunching against itself. The pale elephant's trunk between his legs quivered. He reached out one gorilla-like arm and slowly but firmly removed Maria's mouth from the tip of his cock.

She protested, grabbing for the retreating prick and Bizarro wiggled his hips—and his cock delivered just the slightest of taps to the barmaid's face. The young woman fell as though socked by a heavy blow, collapsing **** into a heap of trash.

"Me hate you," Bizarro turned to Lois, grasping her with his pale white hands, so thick they made her arms feel like twigs.

"No," Lois said softly. "Me hate you."

The weirdly flat cockhead nestled in the hollow of the top of Lois' thighs. She could feel her own clit erect and throbbing inside her pants.

"Me am infertile," He growled, pressing further, pushing Lois against the brick wall. The heavy material of her pants was no barrier, not to his steel-hard cock. She felt the terrible pressure down below, instinctively spreading her thighs as far as possible, feeling the material tear like tissue paper as the supercock burst through.

Lois panted, grimacing in pain and apprehension. It was like being fisted...only the chalky features of her lover displayed no care, no patience, no concern. Only some sort of blind, primitive lust...

"Me am no do everything you said," he whispered gruffly. "Fuck your loose pussy, empty watery spunk in your barren womb."

He pushed himself inside of Lois, stretching her cunt out to its limit—and Lois looked down, shocked and terrified to realize that it was only the tip of the mighty prick.

"No...no..." Lois said, the shock of the oncoming fuck snapping her out of the daze of Bizarro-speak at exactly the worst possible time. "Don't...don't push it in any deeper! My pussy can't take it!"

Too late, Lois realized what her words would sound like to her chalky lover's ears...and he surged forward.

Once, as a young woman in college, Lois had been playing football and one of her opponents had run up behind her and planted her foot right between Lois' legs. The cunt punt had caused Lois to collapse, unable to walk for days. The doctor had said she was fortunate not to prolapse, that she might have needed surgery...and Lois never, ever forgot the terrible sensation of her genitals being forcibly rearranged.

That was the closest Lois could compare being penetrated by Bizarro. The hulking figure had only shoved about ten inches into her pussy, but she could see the imprint of his cockhead distending the skin above her crotch, feel something give inside of her, sharp and painful. Her pussy felt wet and warm, and when Bizarro pulled out, there was red blood on the chalk-white cock.

"You am virgin," Bizarro said with satisfaction.

Not for years, Lois thought to herself. But you're definitely in virgin territory.

Bizarro began to fuck her, holding Lois up against the wall with his ape-like arms, sliding those first ten inches of his mammoth dick in and out of her cunt...and Lois could only struggle to keep her footing, legs as far apart as she could. After ten minutes, she was almost used to it.

Her pussy was almost numb. The pain was still there, but Lois was riding on top of it, like when she had first lost her virginity—though that pathetic prick had been nothing compared to this, and the experience hadn't lasted nearly as long. She wondered what it would be like to get fucked like this regularly, whether her body would adapt to it...

Like pierced ears, her eyes fell on Bizarro's face, the broken glasses crooked on his nose, dark spiky hair even more disheveled than usual. It was a mask of concentration, as though he was staring right through her.

With no end in sight, Lois felt her guts gnaw at her, and she experienced a terrible craving for chocolate...the kind she normally only experienced when on her period, right before she devoured her hidden cache of Godiva. She moaned in hunger, and Bizarro took it for lust, increasing his pace.

Lois raised her head to the sky, wondering when he would finish...what it would be like...and wondering if he would let her suck the remaining choco-jizz out of his cock once he was spent in her.

For a moment, Lois say the night sky of Metropolis, perfectly clear. No hint of cloud, just the rising moon, a few stars and...she narrowed her eyes...

What is that?