Chapter 15 by Zeebop

Does Lois wait for Buttgirl to take a break, or keep looking around?

Keep Snooping

Lois Lane slid out of the studio, Maria on her heels. The reporter tried to make sense of it all...four women missing, and she'd found three of them. Three perfectly normal young women who appeared to have thrown their lives away to work in this company that sold sex...oblivious to the dangers they were exposing themselves to.

Or having too much fun to care.

The reporter chewed her lip as she stalked the corridors. Past cubicles where sex workers were giving cam shows or having phone sex...instinctively she was looking for Jenny Dunlap. Twenty-two years old, tall and blonde, skinny. Majoring in modern dance. Not much of a bust, a bit of a tomboy face...

Lois found her sliding an eel into her vagina.

The grey-black body was slick with some kind of slime, and they had spread out a tarp along the floor of the cubicle. Jenny was on a chair, naked. Her breasts were bandaged...and much bigger than before...but the camera was focused on her shaven pussy, on the dark, slippery body she was cramming in and out of her wet, sloppy fuckhole, a bucket of the things between her feet.

It took Lois an entire minute to realize that the eels weren't actually real. Oh, they looked the part from afar, but up close she could see they appeared to be made of rubber...and while they twitched and moved, it was a mechanical twitch. Some sort of a motor inside of them, maybe a vibrator. The reporter watched in strange fascination as Jenny Dunlap flipped over, a wiggling artificial eel inside her pussy, and she started to feed another one into her little brown asshole.

It was like the woman couldn't even see them. She was too engrossed in her own performance.

"What the hell is going on here?" Lois said aloud.

A hand clapped on her shoulder.

"An apt choice of words," a female voice said...and Lois turned to stare into the eyes of a tall woman in a business suit. She had a strange, knowing half-smile on her lips, and her head seemed wrong somehow, the skull subtly elongated. The eyes...the eyes were pure white. Like two holes cut in space.

"I am Blaze," the woman said. "This is my business. Have you found what you're looking for, Lois?"