Use The App

Lana Lang smiled and produced the smartphone, firing up the DMN app and pointing it at their conjoined crotch.

"If this dick can't do the dicking," she said with a smile. "Maybe another one can?"

Lois frowned. She wasn't sure she liked that logic...but at the same time, the idea of fucking Lana's pussy again was definitely something she did want to do. "Should I...pull out?"

"I don't think you have to," Lana said, scrolling through options while staring at the screen. "And besides, I like the way you feel inside me."

The reporter actually blushed. This was turning out to be a much different night out than she had planned...and she didn't mind that at all.

"Ooh, here's one I want to try!" The redhead cooed. Tried to twist her head around to see what cock that the redhead had picked out for her, but Lana angled the screen away. "3...2...1...and...!"

There was no flash, no transition. That was the beauty of the app. It felt like it took place in the space between the frames of a film, in the gutters between the panels in a comic book. One moment, Lois Lane had a vivid red cock, smooth and long, buried in Lana Lang's inhumanly blue demonic pussy. The next moment, Lois felt as though the pussy had grown suddenly tighter, almost squeezing her dick off, and strangely light-headed and faint...

"Oh fuck that's tight," Lana whimpered. "Fucking...fuck!"

Lois looked down...and saw why. Her red cock had become black...and not just black, but a veritable tree-trunk, so thick at the base she wasn't sure she could get both of her hands around it. No human pussy could possibly take a cock that thick, and even Lana's inhuman pussy was an azure elastic band wrapped around it like a cock ring holding on for dear life.

The reporter felt her knees buckle, suddenly weak. Lana caught her and, still connected, they shifted onto the bathroom floor, Lois laying down against the cool, filthy tile, the redhead on top, unable to close her thighs.

"I...think..." Lois felt confused. "...I might not have...enough blood...for this one..."

Lana was rubbing her own stomach, as if wondering where in the hell the cock was going. The reporter couldn't tell how long her new dick was, but if it was proportional to the base, then the tip should be somewhere up around Lana's heart...somehow the idea of fucking Lana in the heart seemed funny, and made Lois giggle. Her vision was dimming, and she was so tired...

As the reporter shut her eyes, Lois licked her lips. She really should switch Lois' cock to something they could both handle...but a part of her was really curious what it felt like to fuck something this big.