Chapters tagged lois lane

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Lois Lane blinked, not sure she had heard him correctly. "What?" She said. "Powdered deer penis. Crushed blister beetles. Finely-ground belladonna root and toad skin," Tyrell said, his voice strangely distant in her ears. "A very old recipe. Reputed to be quite effective as an...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

A lean, muscled form dressed in boxing shorts and nothing else stepped into the cage. Lois Lane took in the dark hair in its boyish pixie cut, the green eyes, the generous breasts—and the hard-packed abs, well-defined muscles on arms and legs, freshly-taped hands and feet. The re...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

A torrid uppercut opened a cut on Selina's chin. Then Lois let her swings go wide and wild. Missed more than she connected. Left herself open. Selina knew, and when her knee came up into the reporter's midriff Lois rolled with it. Leaned back so that the Catwoman's left jab barel...

by Zeebop

Chapter 8

The words were barely a whisper above the background noise of the crowd. "There's dudes out there...they got these notions about how things used to be. How they should be. Where women know their place. None of this women's liberation stuff. They want Mrs. Homemaker. One that'll...

by Zeebop

Chapter 9

The reporter slumped, boneless as a cat that didn't want to be moved...yet her dilated eyes stared wide, barely blinking. From his sleeve, Tyrell brought forth a needle of some cloudy grey fluid...but he hesitated. Too much of Blaze's would result in an overdose, and the wom...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

As the elevator lurched to a stop, Lois Lane moved. The reporter braced her feet against the floor and shoved hard as the elevator jittered. Tyrell, focused on the door, was caught completely unaware—but as he fell against the floor, his left arm shot out, the needle from...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

The door opened...and the reporter blinked as she saw pale yellow light shining off of linoleum tiles. She grimaced in confusion as she found herself in what looked very much like a hair salon from her mother or grandmother's era...there were the rows of chairs in red vinyl with...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Satanic salon. Literal succubus saying she had an appointment. Body still under the effects of the that Tyrell had dosed her with. Lois Lane did the math in a heartbeat. "Nope!" Lois twisted, turned, and touched the black mirror that had been her way in... ...only to touch...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

There was a crack, as the tooth punched through the crest of Lois Lane's skull. The reporter screamed, more from the shock than the pain...for the modified tooth was slim and sharp as a steel needle, and secreted a numbing fluid. The brain itself has no pain receptors. Yet Lois c...

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Chapter 14

In that moment, as the parasite fused permanently with Lois Lane's brain, all that was of the reporter's personality had been erased...and from the ashes, the dark thing began to rebuild her, memory by memory, according to a new plan. Isolated incidents took on new significance....

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Chapter 15

_One Month Earlier_ "Are there any physical customization options you would like?" Blaze asked. Cat Grant fidgeted. The office was tastefully decorated...except for the altar with the black candles and the goat skull, the knife and the golden bowl of blood. Prints of Goya's bla...

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Chapter 16

As the naked reporter writhed, her memories rewritten to match her new personality, insectoid feelers slid out from the back of the chair, curling around her like a giant cockroach. Two of them slid in through her armpits. The tiniest of incisions...thin, caterpillar-like extensi...

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Chapter 17

In the gaps that had been eaten in her memory, new connections were made. The parasite now laid over the folds of her grey matter like a shroud, black tendrils woven into every part of Lois Lane's brain. In a very real way, it had become her...and she/it remembered... Her first...

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Chapter 18

Lois Lane lay on a massage table, naked, eyes closed but moving beneath her lids. Her chest rose and fell with deep, regular breaths. The dark words etched into her body stood out starkly on the pale skin, drops of dried blood flecked the piercings, and there were dark bruises ar...

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Chapter 19

Cat Grant blinked. "What?" "Your memories and hers need to match," Blaze said. "Otherwise things might...not click. But once the mated parasite is in your brain, the two of you will be synchronized...and hers will respond to yours. The dominatrix when you want to be punished, y...

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Chapter 20

Cat Grant shook as she said the words. Need burned in her. Everything she wanted was there on that table...Lois Lane, exactly as she had specified....and all it would cost her was her soul. Which she wasn't even using, anyway. Blaze's lips split to bare her very white, very sha...

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Chapter 7

They were sitting close together in the booth—but Tyrell moved closer. Until their thighs were touching, and she could feel the heat of his body. Lois Lane felt like she should move...put some distance between them...because it was already warm in this club; she was sweating bene...

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Chapter 8

The word was barely a whisper as Tyrell's hand cupped her crotch. Lois Lane shuddered involuntarily...though whether it was from the pressure of his fingers on her pussy through her pants, or what he had just said the half-drunk reporter couldn't tell. Intergang! The criminal sy...

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Chapter 9

Tyrell licked his thick lips. His eyes seemed to bore in on Lois...and the reporter wondered where exactly she would draw the line. _What if he wants me to blow him?_ The reporter thought. _What if he wants sex? Unprotected sex? I mean, I've never done that before, not for a sto...

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Chapter 10

Abuzz with the aphrodisiac, Lois Lane sauntered into the women's restroom with a hot, dripping twat and a head full of bad ideas. She was horny, motivated, and frighteningly creative in times like this—and she had remembered coming off long trips abroad, where masturbation hadn't...