Lois Feels The Heat

Pill thirteen crunched between the reporter's molars. A dull pain was starting in Lois Lane's skull, like something inside was scratching at the bone, eager to get out. Her vision swam, two versions of Angelica Blaze overlapping. One human, beautiful in her nakedness, the other...less human, but strangely no less alluring. Lois slurped the soda, hoping the cool liquid would soothe the strange pain in her chest, but the acid simply burned its way down to her stomach, where all the DMN pills were dissolving.

Fingers on autopilot dug into the bag, and felt two pills stuck together—like Fruit Loops or some other sugary cereal. Lois wondered if that would count for fourteen or fifteen as she popped it in. Almost instantly, the scratching in her head grew worse, the pounding heat in her chest seemed to spread. Lois grimaced, suddenly having second thoughts.

The Dr Pepper can was empty. Lois set it down.

"I'll get you something else to drink," Blaze said.

Lois watched her move, her fingers already digging into the bag for another pill. The cock was hard, jutting forward; the balls seemed to dangle between those musclebound thighs, rolling back and forth. She had a cock like a man but walked like a woman, hips swaying, dick drooling...

...only the other Blaze, the red-skinned figure, the cock wasn't some human prick. There were soft pink spikes along the spine of the dick, the crest of the glans like the spiky crest of a dinosaur, absurdly purple, the urethra shaped like a Y, opening and closing as though breathing...and the testicles hanging down between those legs were like a bundle of grapes, glowing from within, too many to count.

How could something with that many balls not impregnate whatever lucky cunt she fucked? Lois thought as she crunched on another pill. Her tongue felt gritty and she realized that she had lost count...was this eighteen or nineteen? The reporter scraped her tongue against her teeth. I wonder what a pussy would look like, that was made for a cock like that.

The idea sent a thrill of heat to her loins. Absently, Lois reached down and scratched her pussy. Weirdly, she could feel the heat radiating from her vulva, warmer than her own breath. Lois looked down at it...and it was just her pussy, no different than before. Her stomach though...

There were lights, in her lower abdomen. Like when you put a flashlight up against your hand, the way the light would shine through the skin. Except something was inside her, lights moving around beneath her belly button. Lois hardly dared to breathe, until her hand, moving on its own, brought another pill up to her mouth. Chew, swallow. Where was Blaze with that water? The reporter's throat felt gritty...and as she looked, the lights beneath her skin grew a little brighter.

The headache was profound now. No longer a scratching but a pounding, throbbing. Angelica reappeared, with a half-liter bottle of water. Lois accepted it thankfully. Popped another pill. Chew, swallow, sip. The cold water ran down her throat, carrying the gritty dust of the **** down into her stomach.

"How do you feel?"

Lois put a hand on her abdomen. Her body was hotter than she thought. Almost like a fever, but not an uncomfortable one. She started to tell Angelica about the lights in her belly...and then felt something move beneath her skin. The reporter looked down. Though her hand didn't move, though her stomach looked the same, except the lights now burning deep within, Lois could feel something shift inside of her, almost like a cramp, but...different.

Blaze smiled, and suddenly Lois was aware of how close that stiff cock was...and how good it smelled...

"The internal changes happen first. Don't fight it. Keep going...as far as it will take you."