Chapter 10 by Zeebop

What Does Lois Do?

Eat Her Vegetables

Masking her fears with a smile, Lois dropped to her knees in the soft earth of the greenhouse. She was stuck playing the whore, at least for the minute, and she knew that Poison Ivy was dangerous—even deadly. The best thing to do was to approach this like eating her brussel sprouts when she was twelve: try not to think about it and munch.

Up close, Lois saw that her "lady garden" was a well-grown triangle of bright red bush. Using her fingers, the reporter spread the pale green outer lips, revealing the bright pink inner flesh of her ripe cunt. A thick, viscous liquid dripped from the supervillain—sweet and clear as maple syrup. Lois could feel it on her fingers, the familiar tingling followed by slight numbness—and tentatively leaned forward, tongue extended, to gather it.

Numbness set in almost immediately, and an overpowering sweetness, a slight floral scent...and then Lois' mouth was clamped onto the green cunt. She couldn't feel her tongue, though she could sense that she was moving it, and strove to overcome the lack of fine control with enthusiasm, using her mouth and jaw to move it all around Ivy's inner lips, sucking and slurping on the pussy.

Ivy stood as if rooted to the spot, humming deep within her chest. As the numbness spread down Lois' esophagus and onto her lips, she switched to moving her head more, dragging her numb tongue from Ivy's taint all the way to her clit, then back down again to repeat. Lois couldn't tell if she was drooling, but lubrication was the least issue—Ivy's honey was splattering down those green thighs, dripping out of Lois' mouth and onto the already-damp earth.

Lois clamped onto the woman's clit, sucking as gently as she could with a mouth that seemed numb from the nose down, gathering a handful of syrup in the cupped palms of her hand...and thinking about what to do with it...