Chapters tagged impregnation

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

"Babe," Lois said, wondering at how that word sounded coming out of her mouth. "You're working yourself into a froth. If you bang into my cervix too much, a fertilized egg will never implant. We've got all night. Why don't you let me be on top for a while? I'll do the work, set t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

One stratagem made its way into the forefront of Lois Lane's brain. Perhaps not the smartest or most rational plan, but under the circumstances, it seemed worth a shot. A kind of psychological judo flip to turn the demon against herself. "You know," the reporter huffed, as she f...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

It had been a long dry spell for Lois Lane's sex life, before tonight. Blaze's cock had filled her pussy like nothing before, and the reporter had reveled in the idea of having sex all night, like some horny lovestruck teenager. But now that an orgasm or two had cleared her head,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The flesh closed over the reporter's eyes. She would not need them. Not for her new purpose. The tongues and fingers of Blaze's servitors moved over the reporter, and as they did, they reshaped her to the demonic dickgirl's needs. Lois Lane moaned around the tongue in her mouth...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Breathing shallowly, heart seeming to thud against her sternum like it was trying to break through, Lois Lane raised one shaking hand and grabbed the cock. Her thumb and forefinger circled the hard organ, the head of it buried inside her living womb, right through the slit cut in...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Lois Lane felt the head of Blaze's cock pull back...and felt something odd in her throat. She was unable to see inside, as her neck subtly thickened, making room for a parallel esophagus, a single ovary and fallopian tube leading to a flat uterus that developed at the base of her...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Once, when she was younger, Lois Lane had gone through a phase where she had been very into demonology. Had flipped through books and stared at the reproductions of medieval woodcuts, of Renaissance-era etchings of chimeric beings that combined the features of animals and humans,...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

Blaze's grip tightened on Lois, hugging her almost painfully close, the tip of that magnificent prick pressed painfully tight against the entrance to her womb...those white-on-white eyes staring into the reporter's own...eyes that Lois could just get lost in...and somehow the rep...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

As quick as it had appeared, the moment passed. Lois Lane saw the mask go up behind Angelica Blaze's eyes, the smile a bit more . Yet as the dickgirl pressed herself against the reporter's body, the cock plunged in to the hilt, Lois' left leg coming up instinctively to rest...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

At those words Angelica Blaze relaxed...and the human semblance seemed to melt from it. She stood taller, dark horns on her brow above pure white eyes with no pupil or iris. The muscles were more defined on skin that was now red and wet-looking, like fresh blood on parchment. The...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The kiss, right then and there, felt like the most natural thing in the world. Their lips locked and tongues met...both forked, the twisting prongs entwined, wrestling together. Lois realized after a moment that she had closed her eyes...how odd... Her body seemed to mold itself...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

They lay in each other's arms. There was a warm feeling in Lois Lane's belly. It was Angelica that broke the silence. "We should probably talk about stuff," she said. "Hmm," Lois hugged her close. "And go find those missing women," Blaze added. "Hmm-hmm," Lois agreed. "That...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

The phone rang. Lois Lane picked it up. "Hey babe," she said, knowing who it would be. "What time are you going to be over tonight? Okay. How about Thai? And beer! Fantastic. See you then. Love you." The reporter had hung up before she realized the last two words had slipped ou...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

The mattress had slipped off the bed. Sheets were torn. Lois Lane nearly slipped on a puddle of something, and it took her a few moments to actually process what she was seeing. Diana Reynolds was asleep with her tongue in Jenny Dunlap's ass. A cock hung flaccid and dripping fro...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

_Great Caesar's FUCKING ghost_, Lois Lane's thoughts ran in a single blaze line that obliterated all else as Blaze's dick slipped into her pussy. The demonic dickgirl's own cunt squeezed the reporter's virgin cock so tight that the reporter thought it was going to be squeezed off...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

_Just roll with it_, Lois Lane decided. It was easier to go along with the flow of Blaze's madness than it was to fight the scarlet succubus, at least for now. _I'll call Zatanna tomorrow and set up an exorcism and a morning-after pill, if I have to._ The reporter's hands clampe...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

"To start with," Lois said. "Where exactly is Lonny's dick?" The women looked at each other...and Diane sighed and fished the disembodied dick out of her pocket. It appeared to be healthy...it was even hard. "Tonya Wong," Blaze said. "You're the one that made that 'lezzie cunts...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

The moment came. The exhausted, defeated reporter lay helpless on the floor. Water oozed out of her asshole, which couldn't even close properly. Blazeguided her cock down to the reporter's pussy. Her conquest would be swift and total. In the end, despite all her willpower, Lois L...

by Zeebop

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...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

Two fingers slid into the reporter's pussy from behind. The hot water from the shower was filling the tiled room with steam. "Hmm. Just how I like it," Angelica Blaze said, as she pushed Lois against the cold tiled wall of the shower. "Hot and wet." Lois panted, the Pulitzer pr...