Yes She Does

Pins and needles filled the reporters pussy, an unaccustomed weight pulling at her pussy, pants suddenly tighter...but there was something beyond that. Maybe it was the magic, the changes on her body affecting her mind. Or perhaps it was just that this was the first time that Lois had ever been exposed to a woman this way. The elevator was stopped, they were all alone. A glistening pussy was spread wide before her.

Suddenly, Lois was very hungry for cunt.

The reporter fell to her hands and knees, letting her long, split tongue slide out of her mouth. She was drooling a little, and her pierced nipples were hard, tits dragging on the ground as the reporter brought her face down to the pink cleft that her new unnamed friend held open for her, fingers through the metal rings in her labia, pulling at the lips. Lois wondered what it would feel like when she did that to herself.

Lois breathed in the smell of the cunt. Like sniffing her own underwear, but a little different. Nothing rank, just that little musty smell she associated with gym locker rooms. She ran the tips of her tongue down either side of the pink hole, studs pressing into the slick, juicy lips.

"Yeah," the blonde moaned. "Get in there!"

The reporter's tongue found the entrance to her cunt, the love tunnel tight and hot as she slid her long tongue inside. She found she could move the twin tips independently, and twirled them around against the walls, her mouth filled with the slightly salty, slightly bitter taste of a woman's cunny. Lois inched forward until her lips were pressed against the pink pussy, the septum piercing in her nose tickling the pierced, oversized clitoris, which was hardening like a little cock.

The reporter locked her lips around the whole and began to gently suck, her tongue and its twin studded tips exploring the other woman's internal anatomy. Listened to her lover's breathing get harder, little moans hissing from between the tattooed blonde's lips, tension vibrating through that tight, muscular body, which Lois could feel on her face. She found the g-spot by the guttural moan of absolute pleasure that caused the pierced cunt to squirt right in her face, and Lois began to attack it relentlessly with her tongue, enjoying the warm rain spraying in her face, the way the hard pierced clit stood up like a little dick, the trembling thighs threatening to crush her face.

Lois Lane felt her own now-pierced pussy warm and squishy inside her pants. She wanted what this woman was feeling. A lover to explore her new, augmented body. To reduce her to a quivering heap of muscle and bone. To pull at her pierced tits and plunge deep in her heavily modified pussy.

Then again... Lois thought, that strange ravenous hunger bubbling up inside of her, pussy hot and wet as the tattooed blonde collapsed backwards, pussy squirting uncontrollably. I wonder what her ass tastes like.