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Chapter 14 by Zeebop Zeebop

What Does Blaze Mean?

Lois Has Fuckable Nips

The demon smiled. She pressed her thumbs into the reporter's nipples...and then pressed harder, the digits sinking into the fat tits with a wet slurp.

Lois Lane gasped at the sudden, unexpected intrusion. She could actually feel the hard length of the demon's thumbs inside her breasts, the knuckles brushing against the pink rims, which squeezed tightly as though to keep the finger in there. Blaze wiggled the thumbs around, pressing deep until they touched the muscle, her other fingers squeezing and massaging the reporter's funbags.

Once she got over the fact that it was happening, the newborn tit-demon was even more surprised to find that she enjoyed it...

Breasts should be nothing but skin and fat and milk ducts, as far as Lois knew. But as she watched the fingers go to work, she saw that whatever had happened to her, the nipples on her breasts were more like...tiny pussies. No clitoris, but still very sensitive to penetration. She bit her lip, thighs squirming at a sudden unexpected wetness. She could feel herself getting turned on by this novel form of breast play.

"This used to be a treat," Blaze murmured, pulling and pushing her thumbs out of the nipple-holes, watching the reporter's face get redder and redder. "People didn't even know to ask for it until a few decades ago, when some low-grade rhymer whispered the secret into the ears of some Japanese mangaka. Now we have a bunch of horny hentai fans **** enough to sell their souls to do something anatomically impossible and fuck some titties."

She laughed. It was a nasty, barking thing, like a hyena. Blaze pulled her thumbs all the way out, exiting the nipple-holes with a wet slortch. It left Lois panting, her pussy wet, her breasts feeling aching and...empty

"That's what I have planned for you," Blaze brought her face close to Lois. The reporter tried not to flinch as the lips peeled back, tongue sneaking out from behind shark-like teeth to lick her face. "But I like to give my playthings a choice. So I'm going to ask you: would you like to leave, right now, as you are—or do you want to get locked in a room with a bunch of horny young men who are going to fuck your tits?"

Lois swallowed. She wasn't sure what was happening. The whole situation seemed surreal. But she knew...deep in her heart...that there was only one choice she could make.

What Is Lois Lane's Choice?

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