End: Girls Will Be Boys

Lois Lane blinked. There was a couch, and an 80-inch plasma screen television. The room was trashed, full of empty beer cans and boxes of take out, dirty clothes and discarded wrappers.

Two men were on the couch, naked, playing a video game. Thumbs twiddling on their controllers, intent on the screen which gave a split view of a battlefield. Guns blazed and NPCs exploded in showers of blood.

Kneeling before them, two other men were sucking their cocks with quiet intensity.

"Remember brah!" the blonde on the left said, "first one to die or bust a nut loses!"

"No sweat, brah. You know you want to suck my hard one!" the other player sneered.

Lois looked a question at Angelica Blaze, but the shemale said nothing, only grabbed onto her hips, rubbing her erection against the reporter's ass.

"Look closer," her lover said. "This is what you came for. This is what you wanted."

"But these are guys! Men!" Lois protested. "I was looking for...women..."

The reporter stared at a tattoo of a butterfly on one of the cocksuckers' left shoulders. The exact same tattoo in the exact same place that Tonya Wong had it. She inched closer, Blaze keeping in step with her, never letting Lois forget about the hard cock rubbing between her ass cheeks.

Other little details came together. Hair colors, heights, little tattoos and birthmarks...Lois Lane's breath caught in her throat as she realized that these dudes...and they were dudes, their flat chests scarless and leanly muscled, their hairy scrotes hanging out and cocks wagging...were the women she was looking for. But she had to be sure.

"Diana Reynolds?" Lois called out.

"Yo!" the blonde on the couch said, "Ah shit...no no, NO!" He roared as the screen erupted in red.

The other player laughed. "Your ass is mine, D-dawg! All. Night. Long!"

"Pfft," the guy that had answered to 'Diana' and 'D-dawg' sank into the couch, barely concentrating on the young man slobbering on his knob. "That's what, two minutes? You got no stamina Mara." He paused. "Best two out of three? Loser also has to suck the winner's balls."

"You're on, Di."

Lois was at a loss. What the fucking hell?

Blaze moved her hands up to her lover's shoulders, long fingers digging in, working out the kinks.

"They didn't want to carry my children, but they were fascinated by my dick. They wanted...to find out what life was like on the other side." Lois couldn't help but flex her ass a little, grinding against Blaze's erection. "Turned out they still liked men. Maybe a little too much. I haven't been able to get them out of here. All they've been doing for the last couple weeks is fucking, playing video games, and eating take-out."

"Could you...turn them back?" Lois asked.

"Only if they're willing. And they...like being like this." The shemale sighed. "Anyway. Here is the dirty secret you've been searching for. Can I cum now?"

Lois Lane stared, appalled at the sight before her. Mara was bucking her hips, fucking the face of the young man in front of her. There was no way she could write this up. Her article was toast.

"Yeah, sure," Lois sighed, pulling her pants down over her ass. Watching the guys go at it was kind of hot, and she had promised.

They fucked standing up, half-clothed, watching the homosexual fratboys that the missing women had become suck and jeer. Their whole world seemed to have shrunk down to a grim parody of some homoerotic fanfiction story. Lois Lane puffed as the familiar width of Blaze's cock stretched her out, so good. She bit her lip and closed her eyes against the violent explosions on the screen, hearing the wet schlurping as the cocksuckers kept up their steady pace.

I have to do something for them, Lois thought as Blaze's humping intensified. The reporter felt a weird, almost maternal sensibility toward the four lost souls. I've been exploring my sexuality tonight, I can't really fault them for exploring theirs.

Something warm and wet flowed down Lois Lane's legs. A burning heat filled her belly, and Blaze grunted, softly, wrapping her arms around Lois. The reporter smiled. Even if she hadn't cum, it made her feel good that she'd kept her promise, accomplished something tonight...

...and Lois made a determination, right then and there.

"I'm going to help you with the—young gentlemen over there," Lois Lane said. "I've faced down aliens, demigods, and mad scientists, all in pursuit of a good story. I wasn't expecting this, but I know we can work something out."

Angelica Blaze kissed Lois Lane's neck. "Perhaps...tomorrow?"

Lois Lane leaned back against her lover, feeling the cock pump the last of its load deep inside of her. It had been a wild night, and while her investigation had come to an unexpected conclusion, she definitely felt that this wasn't