I...I Think So...

Harmonia reached out, brought the scoop into the water, and doused the rocks. Immediately, there was the hiss and sizzle of steam. The report swooned as the heat seemed to suddenly pick up in the sauna.

"Are you? Trained as a soldier, yes; successful and confident in your job, certainly—but how do you feel as a woman?" Harmonia turned those mismatched eyes on the reporter, the musclebound woman's breasts beginning to bead with sweat. "When was the last time you got fucked?"

Perhaps it was the ****, combined with the heat. Lois felt dizzy, her mouth dry, and her eyes were drawn to a bead of sweat as it gathered several of its fellows and then carefully began the downward slope to Harmonia's nipple...a stiff nipple.

"Nine months," Lois said, unable to think up a lie, or even a reason to lie. She felt the heat permeate every muscle, the blush across her face spreading. The sweaty bead raced down the slope of Harmonia's breast, and then hung suspended, gathering itself on the hard pink nip, so much bigger and stiffer now.

"You're a beautiful woman, Lois," Harmonia said. "You neglect that side of yourself. Have you heard of the Amazons?"

Lois stained not to blink. She could see her own reflection in the surface of that bead of boob-sweat. "Wonder Woman. Themyscria. Ancient Greek lesbians."

There was something else, something that twigged the back of Lois Lane's brain...but then Harmonia spread her legs a little, and her leg was now pressing against the reporter's, her pussy on full and frank display.

"Warrior-women. They partake of the essence of both Aphrodite and Ares. Love and war. Before each battle, a gentle lovemaking to build the bonds of sisterhood; after each victory, a celebratory orgy. They trained in the nude, strove and strained...and their love for each other was as fierce as their lust for combat. They could have conquered the world. Except...at some point, they lost their way. They kept their skills at war, but left behind something of their heritage. It has blunted their edge."

The bead of sweat dripped off Harmonia's nipple as she bent over and splashed more water on the rocks. Lois blinked, and remembered to breathe. Her eyes burned. Mouth felt gummy. Head swam. Was this just the heat and the ****.

"What the world needs are new Amazons...Amazons of the old mode. Balanced. With the essence of Ares and..."

Harmonia stood suddenly. So tall she momentarily blocked out the light. The reporter gasped as the giant of a woman grabbed one of her huge breasts and squeezed...golden beads formed on the end of the nipple.