Lois Falls In The Lesbian Pit

Crawling around on the tilted surface, the reporter studied the markings carved on walls and floor, as high up as a person could reach. Names, dates...some from decades ago, others from centuries gone. All the way back to the founding of Metropolis...and before that, she could see petroglyphs, strange markings unlike anything she had seen outside of a museum.

She wondered at what Native American women were drawn to the Lesbian Pit, hoping for...what? Blaze hadn't told Lois exactly what the pit did. It drew women, women that loved women...it helped them get together with their lovers, somehow. Lois frowned, wondering at that.

Across the other side of the pool, Lois caught a flash of more recent dates. The reporter moved in that direction...and felt her shoe slip on a smooth patch of floor. Off-balance, she turned, twisting in air, her thought suddenly going to her belly and the embryo she might already be carrying...

...and hit the glowing pink pool.

She sank instantly, the liquid sucking her in, heavy and almost magnetic. Lois flailed as the Lesbian pit pulled her in deeper, sinking like quick sand, unable to get any traction. The reporter craned her neck to keep her face above the surface as long as possible, sucking in air. Blaze's worried face from the shore, her arm reaching out for her, but too far, too far away.

The reporter sank into a world of pink.

It soaked through her clothes instantly, heavy and wet as a mud bath. Her lungs began to burn a little as she struggled not to panic, stretching out her legs to try and find the floor. If it wasn't too deep she could just walk through the pit, back to Blaze.

The image of her dickgirl lover stuck in her mind, burning there. How did she feel about her? She certainly loved her cock. The sex had been fantastic, fulfilling in a way that Lois hadn't experienced...perhaps ever. She shook her head, feeling the stale air in her lungs **** for relief, unsure why she was thinking about Blaze at a time like this.

The reporter's skin suddenly felt two sizes too small. She shrugged, a kind of creeping pins and needles sensation hitting her from all over at once...but worse than that, it was getting deeper, seeping inwards from her skin. Even her pussy, her pants soaked through, the seal breached by the pink fluid, was being washed in it. Lois thought of the possible child in her womb and struggled harder, knowing that it was the Lesbian pit working on her, changing her.

As her feet struck something hard, Lois became aware of the changes in her body...