Chapter 16 by Zeebop

Lois Lane's IQ is dropping. Is it going down slowly, or does it crash hard?

Lois Lane's IQ Is Dropping Slowly As Her Breasts Swell

There were three stage sets, built up like rooms with only three walls. Two were bedrooms, and the third was a kind of mock-medieval dungeon. There were cameras set up on dollies and tripods, a rack of poles and microphones, shelves with boxes of clothes and set-dressings...a much bigger production than Lois Lane had imagined. She thought that perhaps there would be a mattress and a camcorder, but this was...extensive.

Tyrell shook her out of the reverie as he guided her off to the left. The reporter looked around. There were grips, technicians, camera people, doors that led to bathrooms and dressing rooms...but no other women. She was surrounded by men.

Why is that making me so wet? Lois wondered, as a familiar heat built between her legs.

Little by little, Lois could feel her tits swell. Her shirt, already tight, had started to lift up so that she felt cool air on the skin above the waistband of her tight red pants. With every microscopic expansion of her bosom, Lois knew the **** was taking more effect...which meant her intellect had to be draining. She had a sudden, vivid image of part of her brain melting and oozing into her tits, even though she knew that wasn't possible.

Tyrell led Lois to an office door. He knocked, demurely, and it opened. Inside was a basic office. Desk, laptop, filing cabinet...and behind it, a tall woman who stood as Lois stepped in.

"Fresh talent?" The woman said, her voice husky and with some accent Lois couldn't place. The reporter tried to focus on her...but as soon as the reporter's eyes met the woman's, Lois found herself locked in place as if with magnets. The eyes were pure white, without pupil or iris.

"Yeah, Miss Blaze. She wants to uh...do some work."

"She's already had a pill, I take it?" The woman named Blaze said. "Well, fill out the contracts. I think we can shoot a scene tonight. In fact...I might like to co-star with her. Would you like that, Lois?"

Dumbly, Lois Lane nodded...and as her IQ ticked down, she completely missed that Blaze knew her name without Lois or Tyrell having said it.