Chapters tagged demon

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois stared down at the puffy red vulva before her, feeling naughty and drunk with power. Placid, defenseless, the demonic pussy was totally at her mercy...and the reporter's mind raced with what she could do to it. _My fingers? Or maybe I should break out one of my toys_... Lois...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

With a tight grip and maintaining steady pressure, Lois carefully pulled the strange nodule back...and back...until the last two joints of her fingers were spreading the scarlet lips, and she could see the dark, rubbery head pull into view. The reporter blinked twice. Her prize...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois Lane leaned back, one hand still holding the pink cock that had emerged from the crimson pussy that had popped out of the magic book that she had stolen from the temple beneath the club. This was crazy. Everything about this was insane and yet—she could feel it in her hand,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

Lois Lane's periods were regular as clockwork. She had the date on the calendar, marked in red, for when Aunt Flo was scheduled to come for a visit. Was regular. Past tense. Now, the reporter knew how a broken typewriter felt. She stared at the pregnancy test accusingly, but in...

by Zeebop

Chapter 22

Lois dashed to the toilet, grateful that she made it to the bowl before her lunch made its appearance. "Morning sickness," she had found out the hard way, could strike at any time—and as she emptied her guts into the bowl, she was glad that at least she was home for the evening,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 23

"Azarath...Metrion...Zinthos!" Lois Lane muttered the mystic words, and felt the familiar crackle of energies through her body. The aching yet pleasurable surge in her crotch as her clit extended and transformed. She had noticed that even after the spell had ended, her clitoris w...

by Zeebop

Chapter 24

It was the witching hour, and the twins had gone to sleep. Finally. Exhausted, Lois pored over the book. A part of her simply hadn't been ready for parenthood. Maybe no parents really are. Only three days since the delivery and her pussy was still sore, the babies demanded to be...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

It started so subtly that the reporter hardly noticed. A bit of a darkening to her labia and nipples. Bras that fit a little a little tighter. Waking up in the morning with panties wet. A greater sensitivity down between her legs, in her nipples, so that by the end of the day Loi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 22

Doctor Fate ran one golden-gloved finger down the page of the _Necronomicon_. "How long have you been experiencing this black discharge?"His voice rang hollow within the golden helmet. "About a week," Lois said. She was keenly aware that she had doubled up on the pads in her pa...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

A little thrill went through Lois as she disappeared into the bathroom for a moment, returning with a bottle of lube. "You know," she said out loud, pretending for a moment that the dick could hear her. "I'm feeling very naughty tonight. Naughty enough that I think I'd like to t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Lois Lane grunted in frustration. Her hand was enveloped in the tight, warm, slick folds of the demonic pussy, but the little thing seemed to retreat just out of reach every time she touched it. The whole situation seemed ridiculous...her hand was embedded up to the wrist in the...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois tugged and pulled, but the suction of the devil's vulva was too great. In desperation, she lifted the book off the bed...only to see and feel it slide down her arm. Muscles clamped around her bicep, pulling the book along her arm, swallowing ever more of it. In a sudden pan...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

Minutes passed into hours. Lois Lane's jaw ached, her tongue nearly numb, tastebuds temporarily burned out on all the flavors of pussy. Her naked chest was splattered with cunt-juice, it dripped from her eyebrows. She had three fingers buried in her pussy, spasmodically stabbing...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Lois Lane dreamt of pussy. Great red snakes seemed to lift her naked body up, the reporter limp in their coils. A vast crimson cunt encompassed the totality of her vision. Two red fingers the size of tree-trunks spread the vast curtains, and within the folds were an almost radio...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

It took an effort of will for Lois Lane to pry her face away from the pussy. It was real—so real and thick and meaty—that it sagged against the page, as if trying to push itself through. The reporter panted like a dog as her eyes scanned the facing page, looking for the words, th...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Lois bit her lip. She was alone, with a real live pussy in front of her...warm, living, . "I can do anything to you," the reporter breathed, and she swore that the pussy quivered. Her heart began to beat faster as her mind traveled down unusual pathways. Corridors of p...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Lois groaned in frustration. Her lesbian fantasies were failing to deliver the ecstatic reality she desired. She needed something...anything...more. The reporter's thoughts turned to her "secret" drawer. _It isn't though I'm a sex-addicted slut_, Lois told herself as she put the...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

It had shipped from China. Lois Lane had ordered it during a late-night masturbation session, when she was half-drunk and all-horny and nothing seemed to scratch the itch. By the time it had arrived, the Daily Planet's greatest reporter had been stone sober and slightly embarrass...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

As a young woman, Lois Lane had once seen a dog hump a stuffed animal. The bast had its tongue loll out of its mouth, eyes squeezed shut, back legs splayed out as it pumped away. The tail had wagged and the dog had given every indication of being lost in absolute bliss as it defi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

A slippery slit is a slippery slope. That woman's smell filled her head. The strangely familiar perfume of cunt wafted out from the exposed pages of the book...and Lois Lane's fingers moved, almost of their own accord, rubbing her clit with something more than practiced ease. The...