Chapter 9 by Zeebop

What is happening to Lois Lane?

Lois Lane Is Growing Stronger

The reporter couldn't see her muscles begin to bulge. Yet as the pussy pressed against her face began to quiver, Lois could feel the weight shift a little as she pressed against her. The chanting, stomping, clapping rhythm reached some kind of climax, and the tall Amazon rolled off of her.

For a moment, Lois sucked in air. Her body arched as strong hands pressed down on har arms and ankles. The flate plain of her stomach now showed the outline of hard-packed abs. Thighs and biceps bigger, more defined. Lois sucked in air...and then the next Amazon dropped into a squat on top of her.

This pussy was shaved bear, but bristled. A smaller, tighter ass. The chanting resumed. The reporter's heart thundered to the beat. Her mouth opened wide to suck on the slit pressed against her face. Smaller, tighter, tangier. Lois could feel the sharp bristles rub against her chin and face.

Yet as Lois Lane's tongue explored this new twat, the fiery liquids dripped down her throat. Lois became lost once again in a world pussy. Unsure where her mouth began and the cunt ended. Acutely aware of how the Amazon's cunt squeezed her tongue, the fiery pool in her stomach. The way her veins throbbed and sang as her muscles swelled. Every nerve alive as though struck with an electric current, every sense inundated.

With a cry, the Amazon rolled off of her. The others struggled to hold Lois down as the third sat on her face. Sweat dripped down from swollen guns and well-defined triceps the reporter had not had when she began this night. Her spine cracked and stretched as inches were slowly added onto her height. As she drowned in pussy after pussy, and all that was Lois Lane seemed suddenly mutable...changeable...until she was like to forget her very self...