Lois Lane Becomes A Sex Machine

It was like a switch had been thrown inside Lois Lane's body. Mindlessly, the reporter grabbed Ivy and began to rapidly pump into her. Lex Luthor, unable to keep up, slipped up and fell back. His sperm spurted onto the floor, and he cursed...but then he stared at the rutting couple, and his voice grew quiet.

There were plants and fungi everywhere. Tiny seeds, spores, invisible to the naked eye, just waiting for the right combination of conditions to sprout and send forth roots and shoots. Biological machinery geared toward growth and reproduction.

Now, as Luthor sat on his ass on the bare floor, and Lois Lane mindlessly bore Ivy to the ground, the green legs spread wide, toes curled, pale thighs quivering as the reporter's buttocks rose and fell with almost mechanical repetition...Lex was aware that the room had begun to crawl. Every surface was covered by a fine, spreading mat of pale, hair-like fibers. Grey-green blossoms of mold or algae bloomed on the formerly clean white surfaces. Green taproots dug into thin cracks in search of long-hidden dirt and soil.

"Ivy," he said. "Your powers! You have to get it under control!"

The redhead hugged the mindless reporter to her as Lois pumped tirelessly. She grinned viciously over Lois Lane's shoulder as Lex Luthor stood, the naked billionaire mad scientist staring at the weird jungle that blossomed all around him. His sperm on the floor had already been swallowed by a green blob of moss.

"You know what your problem is, Lex?" Ivy huffed, her fac a vivid dark green now. "You think too much."

Lex cursed and turned toward the door...but he hadn't seen the vine that dropped from the ceiling, with the great green bud that blossomed...and then seized on his head.

For a moment, the naked man struggled to escape, his finger scraped at the green leaves that engulfed him...and then he went limp from the neck down. Small purple puffs curled down from head-engulfing blossom.

Lois Lane was oblivious to all of this. She was as mindless as the plant creatures around her...and Poison Ivy, on her back, laid back to enjoy the longest, hardest fuck she'd ever had in years.