Chapter 16 by Zeebop

How big do Lois Lane's breasts get?

Depends On The Dose

"One pill," Blaze said. "Might double your volume...provided you're hydrated. Two pills? That would quadruple it. Don't think in terms of cup sizes and band sizes...in fact, don't think at all..."

Blaze leaned forward. The reporter found herself staring into those white eyes...and for a moment, she lost herself. She didn't think of anything. Just sat there, dumbly, staring straight ahead as her tits slowly swelled. The demon woman's face grew closer...and then she opened her mouth. A hot breeze blew out over Lois Lane's face.

The reporter blinked. She registered the little pink pill on the tip of Blaze's tongue, the second before Lois realized that her own mouth was open. Then their lips locked. It was like french-kissing a blowdryer. The lips were so hot, heat filled the reporter's mouth. The tip of Blaze's tongue seared the reporter's own as she **** the pill to the back of the reporter's mouth. Hot, eager hands grabbed the reporter's tits and squeezed...and almost without knowing what she was doing, Lois swallowed.

Blaze sat back, leaving the reporter gasping, huffing, overheated. The hot fingers still groped and squeezed the reporter's naked breasts as fire blossomed inside the reporter's chest. Desperately, Lois raised the water bottle to her lips and drained it.

"With two doses, things happen faster. You start to feel the other effects. Real bimbos are more than brainless women with big tits, you know. No, real bimbos are the whole package."

Lois blinked, struggled to understand Blaze's words. The kneading fingers were distracting, her breasts so sensitive...and heavy. She reached among the bottles on the table and found another bottle of water.

"Thirsty..." Lois said.

"Yes, the transformation takes a lot out of you," Blaze said. "Especially at first. We should get you out of those pants before the next stage."

Lois drank. She could hardly think, the fever running through her whole body, stomach burning...and other parts of her too. The reporter didn't fight as Blaze's hands came down to the reporter's waist, peeling the tight pants off of Lois Lane's long legs. Leaving the reporter naked except for her panties.

"Now," Blaze said. "You should be feeling the next stage..."