Chapter 11 by Zeebop

What Costume Does Lois Wear?

Superman

This is utterly ridiculous, the reporter thought as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Foam muscles hid her breasts beneath a chest and broad shoulders, like a linebacker. A latex mask and wig hid her face completely. She looked like...like a grown woman in a high-end Superman costume for Halloween. She had seen women crossdress and cosplay as Superman before...but this was different.

This costume was made for fucking.

Lois Lane was uncomfortable aware of the harness strapped around her thighs and hips, with the realistic, flesh-colored silicone dildo barely contained by her tight red superman drawers, a little silicone extension embedded in her pussy. She was much more uncomfortable with the quick enema she had to have, or the slim metal plug with the flared base made from a green plastic jewel that she'd had to slide in.

She could feel herself begin to sweat inside the layers of foam and cloth, yet there was a great deal of freedom of movement. It reminded the reporter of those "murrsuits" that furries sometimes had made for sex. Expensive things, for expensive tastes.

But what kind of tastes does Lex Luthor have? She wondered. Am I going to have to peg him, or is he going to peg me or...what? The mask has a mouth-hole, am I going to have to blow him?

The young woman had one more thing for her, before she left the room: a small glass bottle.

"Poppers," she said. "Helps to relax the anal muscles. For whichever of you needs it. Just put it up close to your nose and breathe deep. Don't do too much."

Then she was gone.

A moment later, Lex Luthor arrived to find his "Man of Steel."