Blaze Wants To Cum In Lois Lane's Mouth

"Please," Lois trembled, hands on her belly. But before she could say 'no,' the dick was in her face.

"Of course, my dear," Blaze's hand lifted the reporter's chin. The cockhead was mashed into her lips. The shemale's other hand came around and pinched Lois Lane's nostrils shut. "Just say 'ahhh.'"

The reporter tried to hold her breath. Her stomach churned, heavy, heavy with what felt like a gallon of cum, belly bloated. All she could smell was dick, all she could taste was bitter, salty jizz. Even her bile felt like a blowjob was crawling up her throat. And her lungs burned. The swollen cock tip pressed into her lips, until she could feel it against her teeth...

Lois tried to thrash her head. Her belly hurt, her lungs...she opened her mouth, ready to bite...and the cock was there, filling her mouth, so big she felt like she was going to gag. Angelica Blaze's hands shifted, thumbs locking into the corners of her mouth, locking her jaw open, unable to bite down.

"Good girl," the shemale whispered. Lois Lane was puffing, breathing in and out through her nose, tears in her eyes. "Here's your prize."

Their eyes locked. The reporter's violet eyes met the dark, almost black eyes of Angelica Blaze. Eyes that you could get lost in... Slowly, surely, the reporter's body went slack, all fight seeming to go out of her. Her mind lost in dark pools of infinity, promising something, some secret and terrible knowledge that seemed to sap the will out of her.

Something warm poured down her throat.

It wasn't even that Blaze was fucking her face. The cock barely jerked in her mouth, the salty spray of the jizz barely touched her tongue. But Lois could feel the liquid heat rain down into her, stomach roiling in protest. Her belly hurt...

"A little more, my dear," Blaze whispered. "All that essence, deep inside you. Feel it saturate your tissues...body building cells out of semen, bones and skin, hair and organs..."

Deep down in Lois Lane, something rebelled. She wish she could say it was her will, fighting back from whatever terrible power kept it imprisoned. But as her body shook, she knew it was something more fundamental. Her vision swam, nausea roiling through her gut, body at its physical limit, drowning in cum...

Blaze pulled her cock out of her mouth and knelt down, moving her hands to hold Lois Lane's face, to keep their eyes locked.

"You did well. So well. Took so much of my essence." The lips, warm and hard, pressed into Lois Lane's own slack lips. "So much better than the others. I can't wait for your next feeding."

Darkness was closing in on Lois as Blaze rose, the terrible connection with those dark eyes finally broken. Her lids fluttered heavily, body absurdly heavy and weak. But her keen ears picked out the last words before darkness took her.

"Put her with the others."