Chapter 18 by Zeebop

What Do They Do With Lois?

Try To Escape

The women carried Lois, each one holding an arm or a leg. The reporter could barely believe they were even moving; after her encounter with the pregger plant, it felt like her whole midsection had been carved out and was flopping wetly between her legs. Lois hoped that the prolapse wasn't quite that bad, but it still amazed her that the women were able to haul her along. But as to where they were going...

They burst out the door of the greenhouse, and blinked as the light changed. Cooler, dimmer, five naked, mud-caked women with gaping pussies, staring around with confusion.

"Which...which way do we go?" Tonya Wong said. She was the smallest and slightest of the young women, and shifted her grip on Lois Lane's left leg uneasily. "She's heavy. I'm not sure how much further I can carry her."

"We're not leaving her behind," Jenny Dunlap said. The leggy blonde was the oldest, and the most fit. "Here, I'll take both of her legs. We need to get away from here...call some cops...get some clothes."

Lois raised her head. She recognized this part of the corridor. It was how she had come in.

"That way," the reporter croaked. "There's...stairs. Upstairs. Dressing room."

The women looked at each other...and then took off down the corridor, carrying the reporter along. Lois felt disoriented, but struggled to keep her bearings. She was sure all they had to do was keep moving.

"Stop!" Someone shouted...and Lois Lane's blood went cold as the bevy of naked young women skid to a halt.