Pain and Pleasure

Lois knew something was happening when the constant audio refrain of "Kneel before Zod!" finished. Yet she was unprepared as the toilet began to shift beneath her. The black mass of it shifted, strangely plastic now, encasing her heels and drawing them back. Black tentacles snaked out and grabbed at the reporter's arms...and though she and Luma Lynai fought to maintain their grip, the two women found themselves **** back, further and further, until their wrists nearly touched their heels...

...and the worst part of it all was that the tubes in their asses never let out, spraying constantly...and now something else was happening. Lois clamped her eyes tight against the whirling lights, grimacing in distaste as inside her ass a bulb swelled, sealing her anus as securely as any buttplug...and a quick glance at the blonde beauty beside her, naked now and with her breasts in the air, showed that the powerless alien heroine was in the same predicament.

As the water continued to pour in, unable to escape, Lois could feel the cold pressure grow in new directions...her colon quickly filling up, and the excess fluid painfully filling her lower intestines. The reporter watched, with morbid fascination, as the taut abdominal muscles of Luma's stomach began to distend, **** upwards from the water pushing its way inside of her...and the reporter knew that the same thing was happening to her.

The **** went on for what could have been hours, though Lois knew it was more likely little more than minutes. Her back ached from the precarious position, her ass burned from the swelling of the bulb and the pressure of the water, her guts were full of cold water and the skin taut, both of their bellies distended with liquid until they looked almost pregnant...and then the door opened and two strange women marched in, clad in odd costumes of black that Lois recognized as Kryptonian. Helmets hid their faces, but Lois noticed that one was a hair taller, a bit more muscular, while the other moved with a kind of leonine grace.

"Welcome, slaves," Faora said. "For that is what you are. Accept your place, and you will feel pleasure like you have never known. Disobey us...and you will suffer as never before."

The taller Kryptonian woman stepped forward and laid a hand on the reporter's distended abdomen. It was both a caress and a warning...Lois knew that if the fiendish woman simply pressed her weight against the reporter's swollen stomach, Lois would know agony.

A stifled moan caught her attention. Lois turned her head and stared at Luma Lynai...and saw that the other woman had cupped the blonde's pussy in one hand, squeezing gently.

"What shall it be, Lois Lane?" Faora said. "Shall you obey us and know pleasure...or shall you know pain?"