The Lesbian Bomb Detonates Over Metropolis As They Plan

A beeping sound interrupted Lois and Luma's planning. The blonde turned to the controls...but Lois looked out the front viewport. She saw the crystal globe that spun out from the ship, down toward the planet—the city—below.

"It's some sort of weapon!" Luma Lynai said as the alien characters scrolled across the screen. "Chemical-biological..."

"Can you stop it?" Lois said.

"Too fast..." Luma's hands spun across the controls and the ship began to move. "NO!"

Lois Lane had been tracking the glowing dot as it got smaller, spinning toward the city far below fast...too fast...and then a bright pink flash blossomed, and the reporter's arms cinched around the other woman's neck.

"It detonated!" Luma said, uselessly.

In the streets of Metropolis, the mother of all firecrackers burst in the night sky. For a moment, all was pink, even the shadows...and then it began to fall. A pink haze settled on the city, fine particles blown about by the breeze. They hit the street like a fog, momentarily eclipsing everything...dusting cars, buildings, trees...it was impossible for anyone out on the streets to avoid breathing it in. Or feeling the touch of it on their skin. A brief tingle...a burning...then the slightest of headaches.

In the park, two young women who had been friends all their lives found themselves suddenly staring into each other's eyes...hands running over their faces...up under their clothes...

A middle-aged woman, a single mother who occasionally allowed herself the luxury of a male prostitute to release the sexual tension of a long week, suddenly found herself not looking at her young strapping men...but the thin, sloe-eyed women on the other side of the street...and her steps led her, one trembling foot in front of the other, toward a new and fierce desire.

In bed, a man and a woman watched a pornographic movie. His fingers rubbing at her slit, her hand stroking her cock. The scene involved two female vampires, in the nude...the window was open...and suddenly he felt her become wet....really wet. He could hear her breathing grow faster, almost panting.

"You like that, darling?" He said, excited at her own excitement. "You know, your friend Jeanie...she likes girls, doesn't he? Maybe we could..."

"Maybe," she said, eyes fixed on the screen, her stroking of his prick growing languid as she lost interest in everything else. "Maybe..."

"Damn," Luma Lynai said. "The bomb...the sensors say it's the same as the sample from the bar!"

"So what do we do?" Lois said.

"Only one thing we can do," Luma said. "Get on that ship and see if there's a cure."