Chapter 15 by Zeebop

Left or Right?

Left—Find Where The Condoms Are Coming From

They traced the wall. The incline of the pile of used condoms increased, so that they had to wade uphill. Feet sinking deep into the squelching used condoms, the slimy latex clinging to their legs. Hundreds...thousands. Lois was panting as she clung to Selina in the darkness, trying to make sense of it all.

Would a brothel even see this many condoms? Selina had said she was looking for sex slaves...could they be the source of this? What about that river of jizz? Where did that come from? All these sperm, congregating here...it didn't make any rational sense. But then, maybe it wasn't supposed to.

They had to drop to their hands and knees. The pile was unstable at the top, slicker. The condoms fresher, some of the sperm still warm. Lois could feel them falling down from somewhere up above, some of them hitting her in the hair, on the shoulders.

"The demon," Lois said. "The one we saw...she must be gathering this, for some reason."

"What?" Selina said, and then spat as something landed in her mouth.

"All these condoms—the sperm river—the sex slaves. It must all be connected somehow. She's collecting it all for some reason."

"Hmm," Selina said. Her Gotham accent made the hum come out like a cat's growl. "Never did like the supernatural. Too weird. Give me a giant jewel in a museum any day—"

"Jewel...demon...cum..." Lois Lane gripped Selina's arm tighter. They were standing at what seemed to be the top of the pile, a steady rain of used condoms falling on them now. "I think I know what's going on!"

"All ears, sweet-meat. Grab my hips. I think I can smell clean air."