Viv and Maddy go on a journey with Lois Lane

Previously on Viv and Maddy Read CHYOA

“How about we try reading this one. Lois Lane’s Night Out by Zeebop? Lois Lane’s a name I’m sort… of… familiar… with.” Viv answers Maddy’s question of what story to read next.

“Wait… something’s different.” Viv thinks out loud, before standing up to look around Jay’s apartment.

“What’s wrong, Viv?” Maddy asks. “You know, outside of us being locked in a void, cursed to read stories on this erotica website I coincidentally discovered out of nowhere.” Maddy adds on passive-aggressively.

Viv looks around some more, but gives it up after a few more minutes of trying to rack her brain for the possible cause of why she feels that something’s eerily different. She sits back down with Maddy, who’s still sitting in front of the computer.

“I don’t know. I just feel like it’s been months since we last did this, even though I know we’re picking up exactly where we left off.” Viv explains to Maddy what she’s feeling.

“What part of us ‘being in a void **** to read erotica’ didn’t you understand?” Maddy asks Viv again.

Viv ignores Maddy’s comment and tells her to go back to the main story page of Marcie and Gina reads CHYOA to check on her theory of what’s going on.

“I FUCKING KNEW IT!” Viv shouts triumphantly. “Look at the number of stories that are after our story on the Affection Multiplier now!” Viv shouts at Maddy.

“Oh my! We’re practically in the middle of the list now.” Maddy reacts in shock, realizing Viv has a point about this whole time traveling thing.

Viv then orders Maddy to go to the story page of the Affection Multiplier to check one more thing.

“It’s been almost six months, Viv.” Maddy reacts in realization.

“Almost six months have passed in the blink of an eye!” Viv shouts in panic, after finding out that another 50+ chapters have been added to the Jay Craig branch of the Affection Multiplier since they reviewed Hard Candy.

“Well, the fact your brain hasn’t exploded yet, means whoever trapped us here to read erotica wants us to know about that fact.” Maddy points out to Viv.

“What possible reason would they have to— AAAH!” Viv starts to question some more, before she gets a nosebleed inducing migraine to **** her to stop.

“Face it V, we’re in hell. This void is hell.” Maddy tells Viv.

“WE’RE DEAD!?-AAAH!” Maddy asks, right before she gets another nosebleed inducing migraine. Maddy hands her the box of tissues again.

“You know, I thought this box of tissues was placed here to wipe our sploosh after reading erotica, but I’m beginning to think it’s just here for the nosebleeds.” Viv jokes, as she stuffs more tissues up her nose.

“Anyway, as I was saying — as shared hells go, if our punishment is to read erotica on a website, then I’ll take it. The sooner we accept that we’re in hell, the less words these intros that have nothing to do with the review will have. I don’t know why I worded it that way, but I feel like that was the only way to phrase it without inducing a nosebleed for myself too.” Maddy tells Viv.

Viv wants to ask out loud why she and Maddy are in hell, but her browser history and Maddy’s mention of Hana Hook previously comes to mind, and she stops herself immediately from pondering it further.

“So… Lois Lane’s Night Out?” Maddy asks Viv, who just rolls her eyes with tissues still stuffed up her nose.

“Like we have a choice.” Viv says with a nasally voice.

*READING IN PROGRESS*

“Looks like we have a choice to make this time. Which one do you want to go with?” Maddy asks Viv.

“Seems like it’s a choice between lesbian porn or the straight stuff. I’m good with either.” Viv answers.

“Wait, how do you know that?” Maddy asks, confused.

“If this is talking about DC Comics characters, I’m guessing Blaze is Lady Blaze. She’s like a demon nightclub owner in the comics, so I guess it fits this chapter if she owns the nightclub.” Viv explains.

“Oh, I thought he’d be like a fire-based supervillain.” Maddy responds.

“At least you’re already up to speed that this is a fictional story this time.” Viv comments.

“Yeah. I learned my lesson with Hard Candy.” Maddy replies.

“Anyway, who’s this Lex Luthor then?” Maddy then asks.

“It bothers me that you’ve been to the part of the internet that deals with shotacon/piss/scat/bondage doujins, but you’ve never heard of Lex Luthor.” Viv says incredulously.

“Don’t judge what I stumble upon on the internet!” Maddy shouts defensively. “In my defense, they were fully colored and the art was really well done!” Maddy adds on, defending her reading of Hana Hook doujins.

“Calm your tits, Madeleine. We’re already in hell. No one’s judging you anymore. We’ve already been judged by the person that put us here.” Viv tells Maddy, as she wraps her arms around the teenager, rubbing the side of her arm to calm her down.

“I’m going to pick Blaze. At least you weren’t judgy when I didn’t know who she was.” Maddy replies.

“Probably for the better thematically. It’s almost like our talk about being in hell instead of an existential void like we thought previously was intentional.” Viv sarcastically comments.

*READING IN PROGRESS… AGAIN*

“Blaze ran a callused fingertip over the tip of her cock”

“YOU SAID SHE WAS A WOMAN!” Maddy shouts after reading that particular line in the chapter.

“I also said she was a demon, so the possibility of her having a dick was not entirely out of the question.” Viv says in her defense.

“But…” Maddy tries to argue, before Viv stops her.

“Don’t go down that well, M. It’s Pride Month outside of this personal hell we find ourselves in, so be a bit more open-minded. I know you were homeschooled and your mom probably didn’t touch on these things, but—” Viv starts telling Maddy, before Maddy interrupts her this time.

“I know what a dickgirl is, V.” Maddy corrects Viv’s misconception. “What I was trying to point out was you thought this was the lesbian route. You judge me for not knowing Lex Luthor but you peddle false information about this Blaze.” Maddy adds smugly.

“First of all, I was just judging your preference in porn. Also, Blaze didn’t have a dick in the comics! So sue me for thinking this would be loyal to the source material!” Viv shouts defensively.

“Was the topic of Blaze having a penis ever brought up in the comics?” Maddy asks Viv.

“I don’t fucking know. Maybe?” Viv replies, exasperated.

“Then you gave an opinion and portrayed it as fact. You are fake news, Vivian.” Maddy teases Viv.

“Whatever.” Viv concedes, rolling her eyes as she does.

“In any case, kudos to this writer then. What an effective reveal to subvert your expectations.” Maddy says in praise.

“It’s a dickgirl reveal, Maddy. It’s not Shakespeare.” Viv comments.

“You’re just bitter because the writer bamboozled you too.” Maddy tells Viv teasingly.

“Okay, fine. Not gonna lie, he had me in the first half.” Viv concedes.

“So, what route are we taking now?” Maddy asks Viv, after checking back on the story to see it has three different routes this time.

“We need a system for this review. We can’t keep stopping to figure out what route we want to take.” Viv tells Maddy.

“You’re right. Okay. In the spirit of this being a ‘choose your own adventure’ story, and I’m the one in control of the computer, I’ll be Lois and I’ll choose what route we take and you don’t complain about my choice.” Maddy suggests.

“Okay, deal.” Viv says in agreement. “You’re probably a lot more comfortable pretending to be into dickgirls than me anyway.” Viv comments.

“Aren’t you the bi one between the two of us?” Maddy tries to argue.

“Yeah. Fixed genders there, Maddy.” Viv points out. “Between the two of us though, you’re the nympho, so you’re more comfortable taking it where you can get it.” Viv teases her, before getting a slap on the arm — “OW!”

“I’m only a nympho for Jay! You know that!” Maddy says in her defense.

“Yet you still go on the internet to find the most degenerate shit to rub yourself to.” Viv argues back.

“UGH! Let’s just go back to reading this story.” Maddy replies, before clicking on the first option of the three presented to her — Lois Pumps the Barmaid for Information.

*READING IN PROGRESS… FOR THE THIRD TIME*

“The painted woman crept forward on her knees. With her hands, she gripped the furry flanks and pulled them apart, then lowered her head, pink tongue first, to bury her mouth into the goat's ass.”

“Jesus Christ. We really are in hell. What the fuck are we reading?” Viv says in reaction after reading that line in the story.

“A suspenseful mystery erotica that involves the occult and a gauntlet of dickgirls and hermaphrodite goats. Keep up, V. It’s not that complicated.” Maddy replies teasingly, a smug smirk on her lips as she thinks of the coup de grâce to her tease. “It’s not Shakespeare.” Maddy quotes Viv back to tease her, and Viv just rolls her eyes in defeat before telling Maddy to get on with the story.

*READING IN PROGRESS… FOR THE LAST TIME… HOPEFULLY*

"I suppose I knew for a while that you and that place were...different." The reporter spoke as calmly as she could.

“PAUSE. LONG FUCKING PAUSE.” Viv reacts.

“What. What happened?” Maddy asks.

“Lois Lane. Metropolis’ quote-unquote star reporter. Pulitzer Prize winning journalist in some versions depending on who’s writing her… only SUPPOSES that the dickgirl that she first met as a goat and has been serving her semen drinks is… DIFFERENT!?” Viv reacts violently.

“She did say she knew it for a while.” Maddy tries to defend the writing.

“I would fucking hope so!” Viv reacts, almost offended in her tone. “The audacity of this bitch to say Angela and the Black Door are ‘different’ ONLY after experiencing a ‘Warp Chamber’ is un-fucking-believable.” Viv continues to rant.

“It’s like she didn’t watch Blaze fellate herself with no problem!” Viv shouts some more.

…

“Are you done?” Maddy asks Viv after her rant.

“Gauntlet of dickgirls that give a semen shower, seeing herself as the painted lady, the same painted lady that ate goat ass that turned into Blaze’s ass, getting served semen juice straight out of a dick… and all she says is ‘I SUPPOSE YOU AND THIS PLACE ARE DIFFERENT’... like, yeah, bitch. YA THINK!?” Viv continues to rant.

“How ‘bout now?” Maddy asks her, referring to Viv’s doneness with her rant.

“Yeah. Done. Just needed to vent.” Viv says, visibly calming down, after taking a deep breath.

“She was probably hedging her bets since she could be drunk or the semen juice has hallucinogens.” Maddy nonchalantly counters Viv’s rant.

“Then say that!” Viv shouts.

“Some people can read between the lines, V.” Maddy quips.

“Are you calling me stupid?” Viv asks, shocked and annoyed.

“You read between those lines, so I guess you just chose to be blind about— OW!” Maddy continues to passive-aggressively insult Viv who’s finally had too much and pinches the side of her ribs.

“Okay! Sorry!” Maddy shouts, and Viv apologizes as well for getting heated.

“Anyway, this next forking path seems like a philosophical question more than a route choice. I’ll give you this one. Business before Pleasure, or Pleasure before Business?” Maddy asks Viv.

“Personally, the former. Who enjoys fucking while they have unfinished business? That’s a quickie at best if you do the latter.” Viv initially answers, making Maddy choose the Business before Pleasure Path.

“So pick the Pleasure before Business one. Let’s get this fucking over with.” Viv then adds.

“WHAT?” Maddy protests upon hearing Viv make a clearer choice of story path. “Why didn’t you lead with that!?” Maddy asks annoyed, before raising her hand so Viv doesn’t answer her. “No! No takebacks now. This is the path now.” Maddy puts her foot down, and Viv just raises her hands to concede to the more tense Maddy.

*READING IN PROGRESS… BUT ONLY BRIEFLY... WHAT'D YOU EXPECT?*

“Oh, seems like we found a fixed path now.” Maddy tells Viv.

“Hurray~” Viv says sarcastically.

“That probably means we’re almost done.” Maddy explains why Viv should be more excited.

“You’re the one who said we’re stuck in hell, M. That means we’re never going to be done with this shit.” Viv replies, a bit too clearheaded and depressed with her voice, making Maddy pause and think about the situation they’re in as well.

“Hey~, don’t dwell on that too much. At least, not right now. This boulder isn’t going to push itself up, and we’re still in the middle of this hill. Who knows. Maybe it won’t roll down once we’re done.” Viv says, feigning being hopeful so that Maddy can cheer herself up.

Maddy doesn’t reply to Viv anymore, and just gives Viv an appreciative smile. She knows Viv isn’t stupid enough to hope in vain that what she said is true, but she is still appreciative that Viv is here to remind her not to wallow in misery.

Viv and Maddy both understand that this whole task of reviewing stories may be meaningless in the grand scheme of things, but they also understand that they can at least give it meaning for them*… and what can be more meaningful than to try and dispel the notion that hell has to be miserable?

“Let’s finish this.” Maddy declares triumphantly.

*READING IN PROGRESS… FOR THE LAST TIME… FOR REAL THIS TIME*

Maddy didn’t bother asking Viv what path to take between ‘Lois Wants to Stop’ and ‘Lois Doesn’t Want to Stop’. If Viv and Maddy aren’t stopping despite this being hell, why should Lois stop from being banged by a demon?

Despite Maddy knowing Viv is a submissive who would probably enjoy what may come out of making Lois beg for Blaze’s cum, Maddy chooses to not make Lois beg instead. Like Maddy said in the beginning, she’s Lois, and she chooses the path. If she and Viv aren’t begging for release, why would Lois be any different?

“I WANT MORE”, “IS THAT ALL YOU’VE GOT?” The next fixed paths read, and Maddy clicks it feeling vindicated. Like the path she’s chosen is exactly what Viv and her are going through.

The demon blinked again.
"You might not survive."
"Try me," Lois said.

Viv and Maddy both chuckle at Lois’s defiance in the face of a demon fucking the shit out of her.

"I can go further than this," Blaze said. "I can stretch open your cervix. Pump my seed straight into your womb. Inflate your uterus like a balloon. Scream all you want, no one will come to save you."
Lois huffed gently. With shaking arms, she raised her upper body up and looked over her shoulder with as sultry a grin as she could manage.
"Who says I need saving?"

Viv and Maddy can’t hide how proud they are of Lois with how wide their smiles are while reading Lois’ response.

The two pause for the first time since they decided to finish their task. Maddy looks at Viv, wordlessly wondering what Viv would choose between the two endings presented to them:

“LET LOIS LANE GO” or “BLAZE CONFESSES”

A part of Maddy wants to click the former. Hoping that if she chooses that path, she and Viv will be magically transported back to their family. To their husband Jay, and the rest of their co-wives.

Before Maddy can hope any further, Viv places her hand on top of hers that’s holding the mouse, and drags it to the latter choice, hovering the cursor there but not clicking it just yet. Maddy looks at Viv curiously. Non-verbally asking Viv with her look why she would choose that path.

Viv doesn’t give an answer, just a content smile; before finally clicking the choice.

“You were wrong, Maddy. We’re not in hell.” Viv finally says, as the chapter Blaze Cofesses loads on the screen. “If this was hell, we wouldn’t be together.” Viv tells her, before squeezing her hand that’s on top of the mouse.

As the two finally finish the path they’ve chosen together, Viv’s hand on top of Maddy’s on the mouse, and the path ending with Angela Blaze choosing to become mortal for the offchance to have children with Lois; the two look at each other, before both breaking into laughter.

“I guess you were right. We’re not in hell after all.” Maddy tells Viv.

“Yeah. Still the same inexplicable existential void of our own making.” Viv replies with a smile, before giving Maddy a hug.

“I’m sure we’re not each other’s first choices to be stuck in an existential void with, but I’m so happy you’re here with me.” Viv tells Maddy sincerely, causing Maddy to hug her back tightly. The two share this moment together for a few minutes, before breaking away from each other in laughter.

“Wait.” Maddy says in realization of something. “What’d you think of the story?” Maddy asks Viv.

“Meh.”