Chapter 14 by Zeebop

What Does Ivy Do To Lois?

Pollinate Lois Lane's Pussy

The strength of the oak tree is not that of a human being. It is slow yet inevitable. It breaks mountains and uproots sidewalks and roads. Lois Lane felt that strength now as Poison Ivy bent the reporter's pollen-covered hand toward the reporter's own pussy.

"You have such a pretty blossom, little flower," Ivy said as she sat on Lois Lane's chest, the weight pinning the blinded reporter to the ground. "I shall enjoy seeing what a crossing between us might bring."

Lois struggled, but it was like trying to wrestle a tree out of the ground. Millimeter by millimeter, her hand was bent down, the sticky, numb limb covered with the villain's pollen...

Yet she couldn't close her legs. Something stopped Lois, something that made her thighs quiver but not squeeze shut. The bane of her whole life, the thing that drove her career...curiosity.

What would happen if the pollen got inside Lois Lane's pussy? She wasn't part plant. Would it grow tails and swim toward her womb, eager to try and combine with her egg? How would that work? Could it even work?

A part of Lois was burning with curiosity to find out.

**** and gagging on the pollen in her mouth, Lois couldn't even ask those questions as she felt the dusty, sticky fingers of her own hand brush against her netherlips. Ivy's ass slid up, her dripping cunny resting on the reporter's chin. Lois felt her mouth going number even as she felt the stiff fingers begin to be stuffed into her box.

"Ivy, what did I tell you about pollinatin' the help?" A voice cut in. A female voice...