Wonder Woman Does Not Have A Condom

With tremendous effort of will, Diana, Princess of the Amazons, pulled her mouth off the head of Lois Lane's cock. Her soulful blue eyes stared into the reporter's own, and she sorrowfully shook her head. For a warrior that knew no fear when facing any other foe, there was trepidation in those eyes...and something more.

Even as Lois watched, the dark pupils slowly dilated. The cheeks reddened, and Wonder Woman's breaths grew shorter, as if she huffed in the perfume of the reporter's cock. Lois felt it too—the erotic heat that built within her body, the ache in his balls that felt ready to explode. It was all she could do to hang on and **** her hips to lie still, when all her cock wanted was to thrust forward back into that wet, hot hole.

Then something odd happened. The golden tiara fell from Wonder Woman's brow. The reporter phrose and watched it tumble through the air. The sharp point tore through the cloth of the reporter's t-shirt. Lois gasped as her dick sprang free and slapped Diana in the face...but more than that, the warm metal fell down the length of the shaft. As it tumbled, it shrank...the golden metal shifted with strange purpose...and then Lois cried out as it cinched itself around the base of her cock. The star emblazoned on it shone upwards as if it was supposed to be there, and the ruddy cockflesh swelled as it gripped the base of the reporter's prick tightly.

"By Hera!" Wonder Woman gasped. "What does this mean? I...oh by all the gods, it's so big..."

There was ping of metal on metal, and then Diana's breastplate fell off. The bare linen bindings that kept her breasts contained snapped, and now both Lois and the Amazon stared at the tits that hung free, soft swollen globes, the pink nipples achingly stiff, which cast strange shadows in the moonlight.

On her knees, half naked and face-to-face with that magnificent cock, the Diana despaired aloud in a voice far weaker than one would expect from an Amazon princess:

"What is happening to me!?"

Lois couldn't answer her. Yet some instinct prompted the reporter to grab Wonder Woman's wrists. The Bracelets of Submission had given her a moment of clarity before, and in her fevered excitement, the reporter hoped that perhaps they had some power to stop this strange madness.

As it happened, Lois Lane was wrong.