What Do You Want?

Even in the thrall of the Black Grail, the reporter's innate curiosity found voice.

"Your life, to twist to my own desires," Blaze murmured. "Not for you is their fate, hapless milk cows, their weak seed eagerly consumed by those fools in the club. No, I will mold you into everything you have worked your life not to be."

The reporter shivered, the dark cup so close, the smell heady, her clit throbbing between her legs.

"From the ashes of Lois Lane will be reborn Lois Lust! No more the Daily Planet's Greatest Reporter; I will make you the Greatest Pornstar on the Planet! A shemale fury with an insatiable ass...and a penchant for impregnating her co-stars. You will trample this world beneath your clear heels, the greatest slut this world has ever known...and he will see, and he will know, and he will suffer..."

Lois dry-swallowed as Angelica Blaze began to monologue, the terrible dickgirl lost for a moment in her visions of villainy yet to come. In truth, at the moment she would eagerly let herself be fucked on camera...her pert pucker squeezing at the thought...just for a sip of that Satanic spunk. It made her ill just to think of it, yet the need gnawing at her guts was real.

"He?" she asked.

"Superman! That damn Kryptonian has foiled my plots once too often—but this shall be a blow that will strike at the heart of him! Everywhere he looks he will see his beloved acting as a bitch, fucking everyone except him, degrading herself again and again, and all he will be able to do is touch himself, the most powerful man in the world impotent against my designs..."

Superman, the name rang through Lois Lane's mind. Her heart leapt at the very thought of him, and she knew...if she did do this thing...it might destroy him. Would destroy anything they had, the yearning of two hearts. After all these years, all the games they played, never yet finding love in each other's arms. Lois knew that if she took one sip from the Black Grail, any future they might have together—marriage, maybe a son—was gone, vanished, an elseworld.

Do I want that? She thought, staring down at the great cup in Blaze's hands. Dare I drink?