Red Kryptonite (#76)

The tingle ran through Lois Lane's body. She waited apprehensively, wondering what would happen. Red Kryptonite radiation could cause drastic, monstrous effects. She could become a giant...or something not even human!

But all the reporter seemed to feel right now was a headache. She rubbed her temples. It wasn't a pain exactly, more like...a constant noise. People talking all at once. Lois closed her eyes, tried to calm down, wondering if her blood pressure had finally given out...and then from out of the noise she picked out a single voice...

...need some cock for my snatch. There's got to be someone here that'll just hold me down, rip off my panties and shove their hard, hot dick up my greedy cunt...

Lois shook her head, appalled, eyes flying open. The voice faded back into the background noise. It had been a woman's voice, clear and distinct, but definitely not anything she herself would say or think. Was she going insane, or...

The Kryptonite! The reporter realized. It can affect body AND mind. I don't see any physical changes, so maybe...I'm telepathic. I'll need to experiment some more.

Once again, Lois Lane closed her eyes. Now that she had some idea what she was doing, she turned her mental "ear" to the noise and found...yes, there were several distinct voices, all "talking" at once. And with scarcely an effort, Lois realized she could tune to one voice or another. Breathing calmly, the reporter quickly scanned through the available "channels."

...God, I can't believe I sucked a cock through a glory hole! What am I going to tell Mother Superior when I get back to the convent?...

...bet her pussy tastes like strawberries. I know she says she isn't into girls, but three drinks and I'll have this bitch convinced she's bisexual...

...no one here suspects I've got an anal plug. This is so exciting!...

...damn she got big titties. I mean, the rest of her ain't exactly petite, but I don't mind a big woman. Gimme a titty big as my head to suck on and all my troubles go far away...

....Don't think about fucking your sister. She's your sister. It doesn't matter if she's dancing topless. Just put it in your spank bank, jerk off to it tonight. No copping a feel on the way home...

...I wish he would fuck me. I can see him staring at my tits, my big, strong brother, and every night he just drives me to and from work. I really wish I could at least taste his cock, let him know how much I love him...

...test subject LL is just standing there with her eyes closed. There's no evidence of any kind of physical change...nice tits, though...

Lois stopped. The other voices felt faint...distant. But this voice was louder. Does that mean it was closer? Was it the technician or scientist monitoring her in the White Room?

If that's the case, then I might be able to use this to my advantage. The reporter thought, forming a plan of action.