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by Zeebop
Chapter 12
Circe left her there alone for a moment. The pain went on. Lois was afraid to touch her wound, her mind running through all the dangers of infection, getting dirt or sand into the wound...but the pain kept her on her back, unable to move, to sit up, body still recovering from th...
6 years ago 462 Words 26 Likes 3,883 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 13
Once, Lois had fallen asleep while tanning on a hot, sunny beach. In her dreams, she had been walking through a vast and eternal desert beneath a cloudless sky that seemed to go on forever, without even a breeze to offer a moment's respite. She had woken up feeling absolutely bak...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 14
Lois Lane woke up again, head spinning. She wasn't sure how much time had passed, but the sun on the beach lay on the sunset, a burning orange ball that hurt her eyes. Then her body swung gently in the breeze, and Lois realized it wasn't her head that was spinning. She was. Sof...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 15
Lois Lane's throat was hoarse from screaming. Circe was admiring her handiwork, which though the reporter couldn't see it, she could feel. Like her breasts were going to be ripped off. Swollen, purple, nipples stretched by the weights applied by the rings...and that wasn't the wo...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 16
There was an ache in Lois Lane's back. The unfamiliar weight on her chest was taxing her muscles. The reporter had always heard of women with large breasts experiencing back pain, but with her modest, palmable tits she had never really felt it herself...until now. The ten-kilogr...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 17
The words poured out the reporter's mouth, and her tan cheeks darkened in a blush as she realized what she had said. It was so difficult to measure how big breasts really were—bra sizes were so deceitful, and implants were based on volume—and tits themselves had such a tendency t...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 18
Ever since Lois Lane had even had any breasts worth talking about, her nipples had been an impossible distance. Utterly insurmountable. It was more likely that Lois would become a contortionist and able to press her lips against her own pussy than it was for her to one day lick h...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 19
Green fire glowed through the veins of Lois Lane's titanic tits. She dropped the nipple from her mouth and collapsed backwards into the chair that appeared behind her. The sorceress was shaking, flecks of froth at the corners of her mouth as emerald light burned in her palms so b...
4 years ago 350 Words 12 Likes 1,298 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 20
Lois Lane blinked, suddenly thinking clearer. Circe swayed toward her, obviously having expended a considerable amount of power in the reporter's sudden explosion of mass. Even as Lois looked, however, the sorceress was regaining her equilibrium...and the reporter realized she ha...
4 years ago 1,213 Words 11 Likes 1,020 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 17
The image came to Lois Lane in a flash. Big breasts were one thing—but a part of her had always yearned for the utterly unnatural size and shape of the really huge implants. Polypropylene string implants had only been available for a limited time, before being outlawed wherever c...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 16
"...but magic allows so many more possibilities. So very many more," Circe said, drunk on her own power. Green fire burned in her eyes, and flowed down her arms. The sorceress released the reporter's tortured tits, and slid down Lois Lane's torso, to fasten just beneath the breas...
2 years ago 348 Words 6 Likes 542 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 17
"It's hard to stop when you're having fun..." Circe murmured. Her hands moved up and down the reporter's body, squeezing the small, palmable breasts in her hands. Admiring the eight tits that now graced the reporter's body, the dark tattoos shifting to adjust to the reporter's ne...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 18
Which is how Circe ended up naked atop a table she had conjured onto the burning sands. The reporter felt the heat of the sun beat down on her bronzed, tattooed skin as she poured olive oil from an urn into her palms, and began to rub them on her sensitive, pierced tits. More th...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 15
Two chains hung from the rings on the reporter's nipples. On these, the sorceress hung small, flat, u-shaped washers of gold. Lois Lane found herself trying to hold her breath, to minimize the swaying as Circe slid more and more washers onto the chains...the weight increasing, a...
3 years ago 366 Words 5 Likes 663 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 16
"Oh...do your tits hang low? Do they wobble to and fro, Can you tie them in a knot? Can you tie them in a bow? Can you throw them over your shoulder, Like a regimental soldier? Oh do your tits...hang...lowwww..." Lois Lane was standing straight now. Head hanging down. Tear...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 14
The clip of the scissors brought Lois Lane back to wakefulness. Snip snip, snip snip. Light, feathery things fell into her lap. The heat of the sun beat down on her neck. Snip snip, snip snip. The reporter knew she was seated in a chair, but not bound. The pain of her recent br...
6 years ago 693 Words 26 Likes 3,596 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 15
Circe began to hum to herself as she scratched at the reporter's bare scalp. Lois closed her eyes, trying to ignore it. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. The branding was bad enough, but the tattoos, the piercings, and now her hair... The sorceress tilted the repor...
6 years ago 535 Words 26 Likes 3,104 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 16
Lois froze, fingers on her pussy, lips splayed wide at the sound of the immortal sorceress' voice. Caught in the act! "Your pussy is mine," the sorceress said, lightly. The needle scratched into the reporter's scalp, and she could feel a drop of blood start to work its way down...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 17
The reporter could feel the progress as Circe cut the strange design into her scalp. She could also feel the progressed as the wooden bump slowly grew, pressing inexorably against her anus. So slow that a part of her wished that it just got it over with and plunged full-tilt into...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 18
It began as a chuckle. Tears began to stream down her face, mouth twitching at the corners. Lois gripped the chair arms and ground her ass down into the wooden peg that felt like it was splitting her apart, and heard the laughter spill out of her mouth, increasingly louder and un...
6 years ago 368 Words 21 Likes 2,296 Views