Chapter 18 by Zeebop

What Is It?

Blaze Has Fused All Four Women Together Into A Single Organic Mass

There were no electric lights. The steps were stone, and seemingly ancient. Blaze led the way, one hand raised, and a queer green radiance enveloped her left hand, which she held above her like a torch. Lois Lane did not like the strange green light...but she liked even less what she found at the bottom of the stair.

It was a kind of basement. Small, barely ten feet square, the floor covered with straw, and with an animal smell that rankled the reporter's nose. She had been in enough barns to recognize the rank smell of stale sweat, waste, and mixed in with that a weirdly familiar musk...like that time she had masturbated with a pair of panties and then dropped them behind the bed and hadn't retrieved them for a week.

Blaze stopped on the final step and the green light brightened...so that Lois could see what caused the smell.

Mottled flesh heaved and shifted. Eight eyes, spaced irregularly along the amorphous mass, opened and blinked; Lois noticed they were four different colors...and as the light played over the strange creature, Lois could make out other human features. Mouths, noses, ears...four pussies arranged together like a cross. Two arms, with four joints and ending in ten-fingered hands, rubbed at the quadripartite clitoris. Lois couldn't see other arms or legs, but the thing heaved its bulk, undulated and moved, bones pushing beneath the soft surface of its skin, a strange and unusual musculature there.

"I just fed them a little while ago," Blaze said. "So it should be quite safe."

"You...you did this to them?" Lois asked, aghast.

"Yes," the dickgirl said, her voice carefully neutral.

"Why?" the pregnant reporter had to ask.