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Chapter 11 by Zeebop Zeebop

Does Lois Obey?

Lois Resists The Urge To Eat Her Own Cum

"No," the reporter said as she stared at the splatter of spunk she had spilled on the floor.

...EATyourCumCONSUMEyourJizzLICKyourSpunk...

The dickgirl's nose wrinkled. The room flashed pink again, and the volume of the strange voice seemed to increase.

"No, I don't want to," the reporter said. She cupped her hands over her ears. "That's nasty, I'm not...not going to do that."

...CUM-EATERyouAreJIZZ-SUCKINGcumAddictSPUNK-SLURPING...

The volume built until it was a sonic ****. The naked reporter could feel the room shake, the sound vibrating in her bones. She stumbled to her feet, and her cock flopped about. Desperately she looked around the room that was now flashing pink like a strobe light. The door she had come in was shut...and there were things she didn't recognize now, in the pink flashes. Words that only appeared under that strange light, scrawled on the wall...

OBEY.

LEARN.

DO AS YOU ARE TOLD.

Lois Lane frowned, her head and heart pounded wildly. It was like some bad dream...or one of those CIA mind control experiments she had read about. Yet none of that stuff had worked...it had all been **** and colored lights and bullshit and...

Who said it didn't work, Lane? Lois asked herself. The government? Why would they admit it if they had any successes? Why would they tell you if they were still doing it?

Paranoia gripped the reporter then, but she didn't dare let her hands let go of her ears. She saw now that there were thin robot-arms extending from around the computer where she had been seated...and some of them were tipped with syringes. ****, no doubt, that made her hallucinate...or pliable...

But could they make me hallucinate this? She thought, as she stared down at the cock between her legs. It still burned from her ejaculation. It seemed impossible now that she had somehow grown a functional penis in...how long had she been here again? Minutes? Hours?

Desperately, Lois Lane looked around for a means of escape...and did not see the robotic arm that came up with a needle, that jammed itself into the meat of her ass. The dickgirl reporter yelped...and then stumbled and fell, as the world around her went dark.

What does Lois Lane wake up to?

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