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by Zeebop
Chapter 10
The breath caught in Lois Lane's throat, heart hammering in her ears. She had been afraid that...that she would see her belly bulging oat, bloated and swollen with child, like her mother's had been. Filled with some life-sucking parasite, destroying her body, a cancer draining he...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 11
She ran without thinking. Instinct guided her to his apartment. Rang the bell. Waited, sniffling, as he opened the door. Fell into the arms of the only friend she had, the only one who could maybe understand. That loveable doofus Clark Kent. He had his shoes off, and his coat an...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 12
He silenced her with a kiss. Tender, yet insistent. They floated over the bed, and Lois Lane clung to him. Clark Kent held her close to him as one-handed they shed what was left of their clothes. Rotating gently in the air, Lois Lane pulled out the bottle and it hit the mattress,...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 9
"Do-don't me," Lois said, her eyes going wide. A weird, terrible excitement swept through her body. She shrank against the grimy wall of the alley, something trickling down her legs, breath catching in her throat. The reporter felt like the principal victim in a horror movi...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 10
Gas vented from the Scarecrow's sleeve. Lois Lane tried not to breathe, but his fist hit her stomach, a single calculated blow that made her gasp in pain—and suck in the foul chemical. Almost immediately, darkness took her. In her dreams, she could not move. She could feel him,...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 11
The thick mixture swirled together in the large syringe, like black milk. With gloved hands, the Scarecrow carefully lubed the thick, blunted tip. "Just relax. you're a woman of the world. I'm sure this is nothing you haven't experienced before." He said. The blunt nose of the...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 12
The pressure inside the reporter's ass grew. At first it was a mere discomfort, growing slowly as her asshole itched against the plug holding the unholy brew inside of her colon, until it reached the point of an emergency that would have had Lois Lane racing for the nearest bathr...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 13
Rage burned through Lois Lane's musclebound body as the green stain spread out from her crotch. Pulsing emerald veins pumped the green corruption into her flesh; fat seemed to melt off her body as her skin grew taut over growing muscles. Her conscious mind was awash in a chemical...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 14
Dawn broke slowly over the city, which had already begun to wake. Trucks brought in food from outlying farms; buses and trains packed with commuters; helicopters dashed over freeways discussing the traffic. The first light of day broke through the clouds and hit the bronze globe...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 8
"The Boss likes to shoot movies downstairs. College girls that come in, they like the idea. No plot, no acting, just stripping off in front of a camera, maybe play with theyselves...maybe bring a couple of brothers or sisters in to work them out, you know?" Tyrell was watching Lo...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 9
"Lotta men, they like 'em eager, real sluts. Want 'em to beg for more, yeah? Ain't nothin' wrong with that. Little bit of weed, little ecstasy, little speed...you get some preacher's daughters that turn into wanton little cumrags." There was a light in Tyrell's eyes as he spoke,...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 10
"You don't know what these people are like, girl. I mean don't get me wrong, you're hot as hell, but they lookin' for fresh meat—and they're dangerous. Every brotha is strapped. Even if I did get you down there, the only reason girls go down there is for one thing: to take the dr...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 11
"I can make it worth your while," Lois said, and hands under the table she undid the top button of his jeans, felt the warm flesh of his cock. It was so easy, so natural, as she unzipped his fly, moving closer to him so that her hand could pull the silk boxers away from his black...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 12
As half- as Lois Lane was, even to the point of doing something so out of character as blowing a black man she had just met under the table in a crowded club, she wasn't quite so tipsy or stupid as to take an intelligence-suppressing just on his say so. Carefully,...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 13
In the crowd, Lois let herself sway until she was pressing her breast against Tyrell's arm. The reporter could still taste his cock, and licked her lips. She did her best to keep up the dazed expression, as he guided her through the crowd, his hand on her hip. Hers settled onto h...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 14
"...that's enough now. Save some for the camera." Tyrell pulled Lois back, then up to her feet...not too roughly, but with impressive enough strength. The bodyguard grunted and zipped up his fly. Lois blinked, her lips puffy and tingly...she ran her tongue around them, still abl...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 15
As Lois mulled her dilemma, Tyrell took the initiative and fetched another pill from his pocket. The reporter took it silently. She was too experienced at undercover work not to. In this business, any sign of hesitation could be fatal. With practiced ease, the reporter popped th...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 16
Lois Lane blinked, light-headed, momentarily dazzled by the studio lights. The studio-space consisted of two sets, a bedroom and a living room with a black leather couch, separated by a door. There were four cameras set up, doors for dressing rooms or bathrooms on the left and ri...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 17
_Can't back out now_, the reporter thought, as she doffed her jacket. She smiled, not having to fake the nervousness she felt as Tyrell took her jacket. Then she grabbed the bottom of her shirt and wondered briefly whether it was better to take her time and tease a little, or jus...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 18
There were papers that Lois scrawled a signature on without reading. Things moved into action. Everyone was moving, talking. Lois couldn't exactly follow what was going on. Tyrell brought Lois a bottle of water. She took it thankfully, suddenly thirsty, and was half-way through i...
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