Cum, Yes. Sleep? Not Tonight

"Tonight Lois Lane, you are mine. And you will not miss a single moment of it."

Lois groaned...and the curled around her, the great red mouth enveloping her own, the soft red tongue like taffy as it poured into her mouth. Animal panic sparked through the exhausted reporter as the tongue plunged down her throat...an instinct to gag, a primal need for oxygen...and then the warm breath blew into her lungs and Lois knew that the great crimson form was breathing for her, snuggling her ever closer...

The body got softer. Warm belly-fat pressed against the reporter's breasts, and a flabby arm fell on Lois Lane's back like an electric blanket as the crimson shemale crushed the reporter to her. The wiggling finger in her ass slid deeper, expanding gently, testing the limits of her anatomy, and the soft cock inside Lois Lane's cunt pushed that liquid heat up and up until it was an uncomfortable ball of fire pressing against the mouth of her womb.

The reporter moaned around that tongue **** her throat, unable to raise a single hand in defense against that crushing softness that held her fast. She could feel that achingly hot seed, so deep inside of her, and a vision suddenly crossed in front of her vision of a billion red sperm assaulting the gates of her cervix, which quivered and quailed under the ****, just waiting for their chance to burst through.

It must have been lack of sleep, the utter exhaustion like nothing Lois had ever felt before. The Daily Planet's greatest reporter knew in her rational mind that this couldn't be happening. That bodies don't work that way. That her sleep-deprived mind had slipped off into some terrible delirium as someone gently fucked her tired body to the point of coma.

Yet as her body seemed to sink into the warm softness...as she felt it press against her face, cover her eyes, plaster her hair against her skull...as Lois Lane felt every inch of skin suddenly covered, clamped, held tight as though she wore a full-body latex catsuit...she wondered if this was really happening. And wondered too, what would come next, as the sound of the world faded away, and she seemed to float in a warm, crushing void, her mouth unable to close, her cunt and ass spread wide by gently pumping members, unable even to scream as, impossible as it was, she felt hands reach up from beneath the redness that wrapped around her like a second skin.