Lois Lane Gains The Power To Suck Any Cock

Green light ran down the center of Circe's horse cock, glowed through the flesh. A burning heat shot into the reporter's mouth. Not liquid, not gas, not flame, but something like all three. Instinctively, the reporter swallowed, and she felt the burning heat fill her body.

"Lois Lane, I grant you this power," Circe's voice echoed. It boomed inside the reporter's skull, rattled her brains. "That you may suck any cock, without harm, and swallow any load. This power I grant you, and I bind it into your very soul."

What happened next...Lois did not know how to describe it. A moment before, her mouth was opened as wide as she could, and her jaw ached, threatening to dislocate. The next moment...bones bent alarmingly. Muscles stretched. There was no pain. Not even discomfort, apart from the unexpectedness of the sudden transformation.

Almost effortlessly, Lois Lane's mouth slid down, taking the horsecock deeper. As she did so, the reporter felt the changes extend to her throat...and yet she could breathe, even though the dark cock should have been clogging her esophagus, as the stiff prick bent to follow the angle of her head and throat. Lois Lane's eyes grew wider and wider as more and more of the dick slid effortlessly down her throat, until her nose bumped into the sorceress's crotch, and her chin touched the swollen testicles that sprouted beneath it.

It was strange and terrible to Lois...but thrilling too. When she was a young woman she had dreamed of fellating impossibly sized cocks, of overcoming her gag resistance, feeling foot-long dicks down her throat...but life and reality had squashed that dream. There were very few foot-long dicks, most women were not trained sword-swallowers, and the actual act of deepthroating was not very pleasant.

Except...now...Lois could feel the animal heat of the cock in her throat, and it was mirrored in the heat between her legs. Her nostrils were filled with the scent of the impossibly thick cock that her lips were spread around, and it was a heady scent that made Lois almost swoon as though drunk. The reporter shook and shivered as she realized she was actually getting off an having her throat fucked.

Circe combed her fingers through the reporter's hair.

"There. Isn't that so much better? Indeed, now that I have given you this new power, I almost think I should balance it out with a curse..."