Seven Satanic Inches

The penis stood out from Lois Lane's crotch hard and proud. She had seen a few cocks in her life, up close and personal. In her professional judgment, she figured that the demonic dick grafted onto her right now was a good inch above average...six and half, maybe seven inches total. The kind of wang that could make a career in porn, though nothing to go down in legend a la John Holmes.

The reporter put her cock away, the rigid prick obstinately refusing to go down, so that the tip of it was poking out of the waistband of her pants. Lois tugged her cock lower to cover it.

"Demon dick, absorbs demons, grows bigger," she muttered, steeling herself for what she might find in the club. "Right, not a problem. Go in there, find the big bad, get the fuck out. How hard could it be?"

Lois winced at her own poor choice of words. At the moment, she wasn't sure how she could get any harder. With grim determination, she pushed open the Black Door...

...and stepped into a titty bar.

There was a long stage in the middle of the room, with three dancers working the poles. Lois blinked in awe at the mass of mammaries on display. Each of the women had breasts easily the size of their heads, shaking and shimmering like natural breasts do, although their bodies were slim and fit...and familiar.

The reporter stared in shock as she identified the dancers as three of the missing women: Diana Reynolds, tall and athletic, now wrapping her huge soft breasts around a pole as though giving it a tit-job; Jenny Dunlap, who majored in Modern Dance and was flatter than the state of Iowa now brick-danced at the edge of the stage, mounds wobbling so much it made the reporter's back ache in sympathy, opening her thighs so that appreciative men and women could stuff bills into her g-string. Tiny Tonya Wong, the business major, clutching the pole with her thighs. Her breasts were of a size with the others, but on her short body she looked obscenely top-heavy, the kind of shortstack you can see coming and going...

Lois Lane felt her cock throb, threatening to jizz in her pants right then and there. Big titties, it turned out, were definitely her Kryptonite. The job had just gotten a lot harder.