Chapters tagged demon

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Angelica Blaze clapped her hands once, loudly. The door opened and a line of waiters began to file in. None of them were wearing pants. Lois Lane pushed herself away from the table. "What is this?" Through half-lidded eyes, Blaze stared at Lois. "You're in the beginning of a p...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

_It's for the baby_, Lois Lane told herself. But she knew that was a lie. It was hard to come to terms with the idea of being pregnant. She didn't feel pregnant. Didn't look pregnant. Hell, it usually took hours for a sperm cell and an egg cell to fuse and for conception to be s...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois and Blaze made light talk as they waited for the food. The demonic dickgirl focused on the reporter, her life, her work. The reporter had to restrain herself from interview-mode, though she wanted more details of her lover's own life, and the conversation flowed back and for...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane moaned as a waiter set a try of steak tips before her, the insides red and soft, the outsides dark and heavily seasoned. Her stomach groaned in protest, already overstuffed, but it was so good...the warm juices flowed down her throat and Lois kept shoveling the food in...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Good ice cream melts in the mouth, and runs down the throat, to settle in and fill up all the empty spaces in the stomach. Lois tasted chocolate, caramel, nuts, sticky chocolate syrup so rich she almost gagged...and the spoon didn't stop. It scooped out bite after bite and shovel...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

_Cheer up, Lane_, Lois told herself as she washed her hands in the mirror. _You're no longer Superman's girlfriend. Whole new world, new possibilities._ Angelica Blaze smiled at her as she came in. The food had not yet arrived. "I was a little scared you weren't coming back," L...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Angelica Blaze delivered the line with such utmost seriousness that the reporter almost laughed—but there was a challenging look in the dickgirl's eyes, and Lois felt...oddly free. Maybe it was the wine, or just the emotional weight off of her shoulders. Or maybe it was just her...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois Lane wasn't sure what she was feeling, as the long demonic cock slithered up her pants leg. Blaze had a little bit of trouble near the knee...the reporter straightened her leg, just an inch, to give her enough wiggle room...and all the while she was afraid that her pants wer...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

Monday morning at the Daily Planet. Every weekend has to end, eventually. The reporter moved through the cubicles with a little spring in her step and a smile on her face. After dinner, Lois and Blaze had spent most of the weekend in bed, talking, making plans, making love. She w...

by Zeebop

Chapter 22

Six weeks since Lois Lane's night out. Six weeks of getting wined and dined. Of surprise sex. Sometimes Lois woke up from a wonderful dream and found a hole in her panties, pussy sticky and full, a pleasant soreness all throughout her body. Normally, that would have been a relati...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois bit her lip and leaned back, trying to hold back a smile as the unnaturally long cock crept up her pants leg. In a different circumstance, this would have been horrific, but right here and now...it tickled her fancy, to think of getting fucked, impregnated this way. The cock...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

"Okay..." Angelica said. "But if that's how you want it, we'll have to dress up a little." She snapped her fingers. There was the sound of distant thunder...and Lois looked down to find herself in a black party dress, skirt a solid tube to just above her knees, tight at the wais...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

In her life, Lois Lane had sometimes thought about doing naughty things in public—but she had never actually done them. As a reporter, she had read hundreds of stories of people that had been caught having sex in public, in all sorts of ways...but never in her life had she though...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Still lingering in the afterglow of her climax, Lois Lane sat up a little straighter in her chair, sure she could make it through the meal. She was, after all, a full-grown, mature woman, not some sex-starved, hormonal teenager. The whole point of this was that Angelica Blaze was...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

It was stupid. Childish. Juvenile. The kind of nonsense that only happened in Hallmark movies and specialized erotica on the internet. Most couples in real life didn't feed each other, not unless they had the kink. Which is why, making every show of , Lois opened her m...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Something pressed against the reporter's lips. Instinctively, still playing the game, Lois Lane opened her mouth...and the salty tingle on her tongue was not too different from the oysters...but this was no soft, slimy invertebrate. The hard, hot meat that met her lips was stiff...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Lois Lane hauled herself out from under the bar, irate as a fury. One hand grabbed the bartender's cock and the other stabbed against Blaze's shoulder, forcing the bartender against the rack of liquor bottles. "We aren't finished!" Lois hissed. The noise of the club had died dow...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

"Look," Blaze said. "You're just emotional. Calm down. Of course I'll make you cum. You'll definitely orgasm. I have just the tool for it." The dickgirl sidled to a chest at the foot of the bed, opened it, and pulled out a long, slim black rod, slightly curved, with distinct bum...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Lois mumbled, as her hand moved down between her legs. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Angelica said. The dickgirl had lubed the toy and now positioned it at the entrance to the reporter's rectum. "You're so tense. You need to relax,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois Lane had started out the night determined to find out what happened to those missing women. Now she was in the bed of a strange shemale, sucking the cannabis fumes out of a vape pen and rubbing her clit as a long, ridged silicone toy was being slowly slid into her ass. Not...