Suck Her Dose From His Cybercock

Lois Lane barely repressed a shudder as Lex Luthor let his pants fall to his knees.

Once, perhaps, there had been a human penis between his legs. Now there was only a segmented chrome-steel snake that rose like an elephant's trunk or a rearing snake. The head was shaped like a strawberry in chrome and gold, pockmarked with an array of small circular vents around a central hole the size of a standard pencil sharpener.

Dangling beneath these, where testicles should be, were a number of clear sacs filled with brightly colored powders—green and blue, metallic gold and silver, pink and red...a small puff of red gas leaked from the golden vents surrounding the pseudo-urethra on Lex Luthor's mighty cybercock.

"Jesus, Lex," Lois said. "What have you done to yourself?"

"A necessary prosthesis," the bald villains face momentarily darkened. "Excess exposure to Kryptonite radiation caused testicular cancer...impotence...but now I am more of a man than ever before. And you, Lois Lane, will be the first to drop to your knees and worship me."

The reporter was about to deny it...and then the red mist reached her nostrils. A familiar tingle hit her, a shiver that went straight down the reporter's spine and to her pussy. Though it galled her to do it, she dropped to her knees, mouth open, breathing in that terrible ****, feeling the tingle move over her face, into her brain...

"That's it Lois. Breathe deep. Open your mouth...and suck out your dose."

Body trembling, awash in disgust and need, Lois Lane leaned forward. Cold metal met her tongue, a weird burning sensation filled her mouth as the small vents spewed their fine crystal powder into her, and as her lips closed on the cybercock, Lois Lane looked upwards, Lex Luthor's eyes glowing inhumanly green as her drank in the spectacle of the Daily Planet's Greatest Reporter sucking him off.