Chapter 15 by Zeebop

Does Lois find someone to help her?

No, Everyone Lois Encounters Sees Her As An Actual Pig

"Oh, where did you come from?"

The whore was dressed in three-inch black heels and some kind of full-body fishnet stocking, with openings around her pussy and ass. Said ass currently had an apple lodged inside of, a green granny apple that was not quite hidden by the swell of her ample brown cheeks. Still, she was the first human being that Lois had seen.

"Uh...down the hall. Look, could you help me out of this getup?" Lois said, staring up at the woman.

The woman in the fishnet dress smiled and pat Lois on the head. The reporter's mouth fell into a frown. The prostitute's brown eyes showed no recognition. She lowered her hand and started to scratch under Lois Lane's chin.

"You can't understand me, can you?" Lois said.

"What the hell is a pig doing here?" Another voice broke in.

Lois turned her head. A blonde woman, nude except for body paint in a gross parity of a Green Lantern, a translucent green strap-on tied to her hips, had just slipped out of another door.

"Probably some extra-pervy client," the first prostitute said.

"We don't have to fuck it, do we?" The blonde asked.

"It's a sow, not a boar," Fishnet-woman said dryly. "See those teats? I used to deal with pigs at the 4-H club in school. They're not very big, so she probably hasn't had a litter yet."

"We don't have to fuck it, do we?" The blonde asked again. "Because I have limits! I mean, unless the money is right."

Lois Lane shook her head. "That is disgusting."

They stared at her as if she had only made plaintive oinks.

"We should take her to Madame Blaze. Pigs are very clean animals, but we don't want her making a mess around here. Come on! Come along little piggy!"