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by Zeebop

Chapter 16

They shifted position. Lois Lane couldn't see what happened, but she could feel the tingle across her skin, like a spark jumping from a doorknob. Blaze gripped the reporter's legs and stood up, Lois Lane's cunny still engulfing that stiff prick. Instinctively, the reporter squeez...

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Chapter 17

This time was different. Darkness swirled around the reporter, the demon's hands on Lois Lane's shoulders. "Aren't you a little curious...wouldn't you like to experience what those women experience? What it is to be strong, powerful...to be super?" Blaze said. "Not enough to se...

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Chapter 15

Lois Lane was a bachelorette's bachelorette. Her mother had died before she had taught either Lois or her sister how to cook, and her father was a soldier at heart who could happily subsist on MREs for weeks at a time. Her idea of a salad was to buy a bag of greens and throw some...

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Chapter 12

The great paw pointed at Lois Lane—and strangely, the reporter was relieved. While she wasn't used to exposing herself in public, she was the only one of the three with natural breasts. Pulling open Jimmy's shirt, Lois exposed her small, pale breasts. "Satisfied?" She said. Or...

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Chapter 10

No sooner had their new partnership been cemented, there was a snap, as of a pair of fingers. Then a crack of lightning. A whiff of brimstone that enveloped both women. A sudden, intense chill all over as Lois Lane and Lana Lang felt wet pavement beneath their bare feet...and the...

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Chapter 15

The reporter's eyes narrowed. "You're a shapeshifter. You can just make your cock arbitrarily bigger." The demon didn't blink, but her pure white eyes glowed a little brighter. "Yeah, I don't think so," Lois said. The reporter planted her feet and stood up, grunting softly as t...

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Chapter 18

"Save your breath, sweetmeat," Angelica Blaze said as she pushed herself onto her knees. "M-mole people...don't speak...surface-world languages!" On some silent cue, guards stepped forward. Spear-blades were pressed against Lois Lane's neck from all sides...and the reporter coul...

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Chapter 18

For all of her intelligence, for all of her experience as a reporter, Lois Lane was prone to acting by her gut. Following her journalistic instincts. The thrill of the chase, of discovery, sometimes made her act before thinking, and to come up with justifications only afterward....

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Chapter 19

A pale body slipped through the street. The concrete hard on the balls of Lois Lane's feet. Her eyes unable to adjust to the darkness, thanks to the street lights. She walked, not wanting to run, heart hammering in her chest. Every dark window in every house she passed felt like...

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Chapter 20

Minutes ticked by in the stall. Not long as far as the clock went, but Lois had no clock, no smartphone to tell her the time. The naked woman sat on the toilet seat, the souls of her feet dirty, every sense attuned to the sounds and smells of the public restroom. Pussy wet, ass c...

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Chapter 16

_Do what mistress commands_, the voice said. _Don't want to disappoint her, do we?_ Lois Lane found herself dropping into a squat, one arm behind her to keep her steady. She used the fingers of her right hand to spread her labia, lining it up with the head of that canine cock....

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Chapter 14

The Black woman led the naked reporter through the house. It smelled of tobacco, marijuana, incense, and odd cooking smells. There were smoke-stains on the walls and ceiling, piles of clothing and stacks of pornographic magazine teetering everywhere, but no bugs or food-stains th...

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Chapter 16

There were four of them. All older women. Spandex and head scarves, for the most part. Yet Lois could make out the outline of thick nipple-rings on some of the tops, heard a jangle of piercings that weren't visible, caught glimpses of tattoos and brands poking out above leggings...

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Chapter 18

The frame was thin to the point of emaciation, spare and lean—yet Queen's skin, which varied from the soft pink of the soles of her feet and palms of her hands to the darkness of new leather, was a map of pain and determination. Scars, grey raised ridges and pink furrows in regul...

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Chapter 15

The jizz-djinn stared cooly at the reporter as fingers pressed at the reporter's pussy. "I may only fulfill sexual wishes..." The cum genie said. "Fine...fine!" Lois said, tossing her head to keep her mouth free from pussy for a moment. "I wish I was somewhere else...fucking Su...

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Chapter 18

The Probulator, it turned out, was a cylindrical chamber not too different in appearance from the X-ray booths at airports. Except that the reporter was naked, and Dr. Faulkner sealed the chamber as soon as the reporter entered. There were a pair of glowing circles on the floor w...

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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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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...

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Chapter 14

So focused was Blaze and on the other women on fattening up their new recruit that they had ceased to hold Lois down. Their hands slid over sweat-slick flesh, playfully pinching parts of Lois that had been slim and fit only minutes ago, chattering about belly rolls and love handl...

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Chapter 15

A part of Lois Lane considered diving under a blanket with one of the winos. Letting Blaze and her minions chase out of the alley while the reporter waited until the coast was clear. Except that scenario would probably end with Lois Lane's lips wrapped round some unwashed homeles...