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by Zeebop
Chapter 14
Leaning on Angelica Blaze's arm, the taste of her jizz still fresh on her tongue, Lois Lane allowed herself to be led through the door. The light shifted, changed; the atmosphere wasn't much cooler, but more humid, and there was a not unpleasant animal smell, like that of a men's...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 20
There was a cock-shaped feeder crammed in her mouth. Her swollen nutsack scraped the floor. A dark demonic dickgirl's phallus was prepared to her anus. Lois Lane sighed and closed her eyes. She had really tried, this time. But there was nothing else for it. "SUPPAGHMAAAA...
5 years ago 1,410 Words 6 Likes 1,358 Views -
by Zeebop
Chapter 20
The dangling testicles were the size of softballs now, each swollen orb glowing from within like a lightbulb shining through flesh...and the bigger they got, the brighter the light was getting. "Fuck...fuck...fuck...FUCK!" The scarlet succubus' hips were humping the face of the...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 16
Once, the ruined building had been some sort of temple or shrine. In the moonlight, Lois could see faded mosaics, painted figures of men and women doing homage before a figure of two horned, crimson figures. The reporter kept her distance from Blaze, and slipped from shadow to sh...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 12
Lois Lane trotted forward. She could only imagine what she looked like, her nose drawn back by hooks, a curly tail sticking out of her backside, breasts hanging freely from her chest, arms and legs bound together so that she "walked" on her knees and elbows, little piggy-ears on...
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by Zeebop
Chapter 20
"That is the problem with succubi," Blaze said as she walked around her desk. Her clothes seemed to melt off her, like cotton candy as it touches the tongue...a lean, muscled form too chiseled to be conventionally beautiful; the breasts small. As her clothing melted away, the ski...
5 years ago 1,677 Words 9 Likes 849 Views