Chapter 17 by Zeebop

Does Lois Escape, Or Stay And Take It?

Lois Decides To Escape

Now, Lois decided.

Violet light enveloped her body...and then stretched outward like an invisible balloon. Bursting handcuffs and snapping the spreader bar, pushing away the hands that groped at her. Lois found herself floating above the stage, suspended within a glowing violet semi-transparent humanoid.

The reporter stared out into the crowd...but she knew her power would not last for more than a moment. So she closed her eyes and concentrated...

In the audience, the crowd gripped their crotches as the curtain rose. They saw the giant violent woman. Saw her pussy begin to glow...brighter...brighter still...and then a violent flash burst out, a wave of violet energy that pulsed through everyone there. Blinding eyes. Stirring desires.

Lois Lane, naked and no longer bound, raced backstage as the old woman blinked...and in the audience, the screams and gasps began as horny supervillains turned on each other. The reporter burst through the door of the dressing room. Women were there, in various states of undress, holding bags of ice on sore pussies and assholes, dabbing bactine on tooth marks on breast and ass. They were bruised...hurt...and their eyes were the worst part. Sad, defeated...abused. Like dogs at the pound.

"My name is Lois Lane. I'm a reporter for the Daily Planet," Lois said breathlessly. "I'm here to rescue you!"

A hot wind brushed across the naked reporter's back. A voice, that of a woman, strong, assured, with an odd accent, spoke behind her.

"But who is going to rescue you, Lois?"