Chapter 8 by Zeebop

What Happens to Lois Next?

Goo

Lois sank back, eyes closed, letting the music and rising warm waters ease the events of the night from her mind and body.

Unseen to her, the clear water running from the faucet began to thicken, growing less opaque until it became a solid stream of white goo. The reporter didn't even notice as is sank, heavier than the water, and began to pool at the bottom of the tub. The level rose, slowly and steadily, creeping up her ass, over her slit...

Lois twitched in her reverie. Her pussy tingled. Nipples grew erect, poking out of the water. Gently, she slipped a hand in the water, to touch her swollen, sore cunt. She had masturbated in the bath before, but never after such an arduous session as with the bottle earlier. The woman smiled as she thought about it.

"Insatiable," she said aloud, spreading her labia with two fingers, to let the hot water in. Unseen, the white goo flowed inside. "Lois Lane, maybe you're just a nasty slut."

She ran a hand over a tit and squeezed, spreading her cleft wider as the tingling down there intensified. "Dirty girl, came in here to get clean, and look what you're doing to yourself..."

Lois slipped two fingers into herself, surprised at how slick she was. Almost slimy. Normally, water wasn't enough for lubrication. "What's wrong, whore?" she whispered to herself. "Still have a something in there from your last customer? A little something to remember them by? Just a nasty cum-splattered hole...lucky if you don't catch something...or get pregnant..."

The water sloshed, as she began a little rhythmic pump with her hand. The scent of the bath bomb was being overwritten by something...familiar. Lois was too lost in her fantasy to care.

"Daily Planet's star cum-slut...headline news, Lois Lane knocked up, father unknown. 'I Lost Track' she admitted...'It could be anybody.'"

Reality intruded when the water began to lap over her breasts. Lois opened her eyes...and screamed.