Protest? Hell, She's Horny!

Maybe it was the ****. Maybe it was the prospect of saving an alien species from extinction. Or possibly, after months of celibacy, she was just so relieved to cut loose and let that monster inside of her—with no protection, no worries about getting pregnant. Hell, she was trying to get pregnant—

Lois Lane reached down and spread her labia with her fingers. A shudder of excitement went up her spine as she watched the weird little urethra open and close, as though breathing. Her lips closed over the head...and Lois gasped at how big and hot it was. Glad she was so wet as she slid down the shaft, wincing as the little bumps and spines stretched and stroked her so unexpectedly. Until, nearly halfway down the shaft, Lois felt herself reach her limit. Her cunt was stuffed. Full. No more room at the inn.

Blaze's hands clamped onto the reporter's shoulders and pressed.

There was resistance. Lois Lane's abdomen bulged. Her labia were stretched wide over the thick prick, the inner pink stretched taut around the scarlet schlong.

"Guh," Lois said. "You feel...bigger."

"The better to impregnate you with, sweetmeat," Blaze said. Her mouth closed on the reporter's shoulder. Lois gasped as she felt sharp teeth press against her skin.

"Aaaaagh!" Lois yelped at the sharp pain of the bite, teeth breaking the skin of her shoulder. Blaze sucked hard at the wound, and Lois barely felt the pain in her cunny as she was shoved roughly down onto the demonic dick, the crimson cock completely sheathed in her cunt.

Like an animal, the horned "alien" released the reporter's shoulder from the love-bite, a long tongue licking at the wound, which helped to stop the blood. Lois found herself rocking back and forth in Blaze's lap, gasping as she came to terms with how full she felt...so unbelievably stuffed. Her abdomen ached, pussy stretched far beyond its normal limits...and she was almost sure something had ripped inside of her.

"Great Caesar's ghost," Lois huffed. The strangest thing was, even with the pain of the sudden pussy perforation, she was still impossibly horny. Her hips gyrated, grinding her pussy, the lower curve of her ass just touching those swollen scarlet testes. "It's too much, it's..."

"Sweetmeat, if you think that's too much," Blaze gave that Mona Lisa smile. "Wait until you see what happens next."