Chemically-Induced Short-Term Amnesia

"It's like flunitrazepam—the date **** ****," Maria said. "All that XXX sloshing around your insides...it's a perfect cocktail of ****, nanites, and some kind of virus. You probably feel it, right? A little feverish? On edge but not really sick, not yet? Like the start of a flu. By the end of the night, though, you won't remember a thing. Totally blankness. Like an alcoholic blackout. You'll imagine you just had too much to drink, waking up with your pierced titties and pierced clit...and a plug up your ass."

Now that Maria mentioned it, Lois recognized the symptoms she'd been feeling ever since she'd had her first cocktail at the club. The cold vodka poured into the reporter's ass, and Lois resisted the urge to try and squeeze it out...her guts gurgled as air worked its way up, letting the mixture of **** and XXX flow deeper inside of her.

"But...why?" Lois gasped. "Why the cocktail? Who is behind it?"

"Lex Luthor is the who," Maria said. "As for the why—some research he's doing. Found a way for kryptonite to affect humans. Isn't that fun?"

Lois shook her head, trying to clear it. If Maria was right...that was huge news. The reporter shook her head, trying to clear it, but she was dizzy...and suprisingly warm. Whether from the booze or Luthor's "infection," Lois wasn't sure.

"I'm going to pull the bottle out now. Try to keep your ass open as I plug you back up."

The reporter nodded, panting in and out through her mouth. It was really hard to keep her ass gaping at the best of times...like, you normally didn't think about holding it open. It just closed on its own. So Lois held her cheeks apart with her hand and fought the desire to clench...even as the bottle slipped out, and cool air braced her back passage. She began to sweat almost immediately, clit and nipples aching, but the **** was hitting her hard so that she was feeling good despite the pain...and then the butt plug was freshly lubed and sliding into place...stretching her out just a little...and as Lois felt the slim neck slide into place she relaxed and sighed.

It felt so weird, to be so full. Like she really had to go to the bathroom, but she could ignore it, at least for a while.

"You want to know something else?" Maria said. "Luthor isn't the only one with some kryptonite."