Chapter 18 by Zeebop

When Lois Is Free, What Part of The Latex Prison Remains?

The Anal Plug & The Gag

Latex girdled the reporter's waist...and that part of it that was inside of her, that stretched her anus out and penetrated her, that was snug inside of her too. The distended stomach, filled with jizz shifted into a more natural position...and as Angelica Blaze pulled her cock out of the reporter's mouth, the latex shifted and molded into a hard ball that **** the reporter's teeth apart and pinned her tongue to the bottom of her mouth.

"Don't you look a treat!"

Strong hands pulled off the crumbling latex and dragged Lois to her feet. The reporter's lower body was drenched with sweat and streaks of jizz. She struggled to get her feet under her, legs as weak and shaky as a newborn foal's...and the pressure, the immense pressure on her abdomen was intense. She was plugged at both ends, all of the cum she had **** down her throat still squirmed in her guts, and Lois felt like she was about to burst from either end...but she was stoppered up tight.

"I'll bet you wish you'd just let me spunk your pretty little pussy," the dickgirl said.

Her smile irritated Lois, but weak as she was from the sweatbox treatment she'd suffered in the latex shell, the reporter could only glower at her.

"The question is, what to do now? I could leave you like this. Your clothes, phone, and wallet are gone, and it would be amusing to see you navigate the club nearly naked and looking like a perfectly pregnant BDSM slut..."

The lips twisted into a more wolfish grin.

"...or, if you want to play some more, I can take you downstairs and show you what happened to those women you came to find. But be warned, Lois Lane...if you choose the latter, there will be a price to pay...your sweet cunt is no longer off limits."