Jerk Off Into Lois Lane's Womb

"You know, we should take advantage of this rare opportunity," Angelica Blaze grabbed the pink integument of Lois Lane's vaginal canal. "I know this is going to hurt—and I'm sorry about that—but I want you to think about how few people in this life get to experience something like this. I'll make it good as new once I'm finished...better, even."

The mouth curled up into a half-leer, showing sharp teeth. "I mean...if you still want me to."

Lois said nothing. Her lower abdomen felt hollow. She knew it really wasn't, that it was just her vaginal canal that had become detached and fallen outside her labia...a painful enough situation...but it still felt like she had been gutted. That wasn't the worst part, though.

The worst part was that Blaze's impossible cock was still inside the pink tube. That the demon was gripping the inside-out cunt with her hand, and was moving it up and down, stroking her mammoth prick off, using Lois' vagina as a sleeve.

Part of Lois wanted to believe it wasn't happening. Her pussy was screaming in pain at the rough treatment, parts of her body literally torn loose inside...and there was this demonic shemale, jerking off with her broken cunt, and Lois could feel all of it.

The way the thin skein of flesh was pinched between the demon's thumb and the flared head of her cock as she rubbed it back and forth. The throbbing heat of the hard shaft, outside the tight confines of her belly, pumping away like a teenager with a gym sock. And all Lois could do was hang on, fingers wrapped tightly around the toilet seat, legs spread apart as far as she could in the cramped confines of the stall, and pray that Blaze finished quickly.

She couldn't squeeze her pussy. The muscles were torn and painful, knotting up inside. Lois huffed and cried, knowing she would need surgery after this, and wondering if Blaze would get frustrated and just leave her like this...jizz inside her broken pussy and leave her on the pussy to find her own way home, the fallen pussy hanging outside her womb, leaking demon cum from its mouth...not an emergency room visit the Daily Planet's best reporter was keen to make.

"Do you like that?" Blaze huffed, obviously growing closer. "How does it feel, having me masturbate with your cunt? Gonna jack my jizz straight into your womb...knock you up!"

"It hurts," Lois said. "Like...nothing I've ever experienced. I...feel so dirty...so used. Like I'm just a piece of meat you're using to get yourself off..." The reporter swallowed, knowing her only hope was to help get the shemale off. "I want...want to feel it when you cum inside me. Want to feel it shoot toward my womb...the heat as your ejaculate fills my broken pussy...oh fuck..."

Lois trembled, pain causing her lower back and thighs to seize—but Blaze took it for an orgasm. And the sight and thought of Lois getting off like this made her stroke faster, harder, until little red lines showed on the pink integument where it was being handled too roughly, and then...

Then Blaze came inside of her. Lois couldn't even feel it at that point, but she could see those white-on-white eyes narrow into slits, the crimson hips jerk spasmodically, the demon's whole body seizing and trembling...and when she was done she withdrew, Lois' prolapsed pussy unraveling a little more as Blaze pulled it off her cock, and there was dark drops of stringy black jism hanging off the purple head.

Casually, Blaze used Lois' pussy to wipe off the last few drops. Lois didn't care about that. Didn't even care about pregnancy right then. Just one thing:

"Please," she begged. "You promised. Fix me."