Chapters tagged intelligence reduction

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...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

On her throne in her lair, the demon Blaze stared at the mystic mirror. Overall she looked like a human woman—long and lean of limb, with a dark mane of oily black hair. Yet her body was almost cadaverously thin, the breasts small, all lean muscle and sharp bones, without an ounc...

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Chapter 18

A pink haze seemed to creep into Blaze's brain. Slowly, the pink coloration crept down her dark horns. The demon's tongue slid over lips that were slightly swollen and tingly. The fabric that held her breasts in place continued to distend as the once small, palmable mounds contin...

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Chapter 19

"Has to be something wrong," Circe muttered, and made mystic passes with her hands. Eyes with centuries of sorcerous experience examined the warp and weft of the spell where it touched the reporter's aura, which was deeply tinged with pink now, but even as she watched, the report...

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Chapter 17

Strong fingers massaged Lois Lane's scalp, the bubbly shampoo going right in to the roots. The cotton candy feeling in the reporter's head seemed to grow thicker, as if she were floating in a thick cloud. Lois didn't think much about it. In fact, she wasn't thinking much of anyt...

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Chapter 15

"You're the demon!" Lois gasped in astonishment as Blaze's cock bottomed out in her cunt. "Whatever gave you that idea?" Angelica said, and her teeth lightly bit down on the reporter's ear, sending a shiver through the reporter. "I figured it out on my own!" The reporter huffed...

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Chapter 24

It didn't take the office long to realize Lois and Clark were a couple. The two seemed almost joined at the hip while at the office...and if anyone noticed the blonde highlights in the reporter's hair, her bigger bust, the way her ass filled out skirts that seemed to get shorter...

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Chapter 23

Lois Lane's head hurt. It seemed to hurt all the time now. A low-level headache that became almost a migraine when she was , during working hours, to concentrate on research and writing. The articles that had used to flow so easily only came out now by dint of effort, and L...

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Chapter 24

Lois Lane felt her heart flutter as she did her makeup, caking it on a bit heavy. The face in the mirror was her own...though if she looked back to older photographs she knew her lips had never been this plump, and her hair had been pure black, where now there was an inch of blon...

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Chapter 25

It had been a week since Lois Lane had appeared at the Daily Planet offices. Three days since she last answered a phone call or email. Her rent was due. Credit card bill unpaid. Mold grew on the food in her fridge. Her bed hadn't been slept in. Phone left by the charger, but not...

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Chapter 20

The demon Blaze watched as the curdled Lois Lane's brain. With slutastic enthusiasm, the Daily Planet's greatest reporter sucked and slurped black cock on camera. Her titties, one so small, now swelled heavy and fake-looking. Her lips were plush and swollen dick-pillows. Ev...

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Chapter 15

"Okie-dokie," Lois Lane said, as dumbly as she could manage. "Do you, like, have anything I can swallow it down with?" As soon as she said it, Lois Lane's heart sank. She had an instant image of herself on her knees, sucking Tyrell's big black cock so she could swallow the pill...

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Chapter 16

There were three stage sets, built up like rooms with only three walls. Two were bedrooms, and the third was a kind of mock-medieval dungeon. There were cameras set up on dollies and tripods, a rack of poles and microphones, shelves with boxes of clothes and set-dressings...a muc...

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Chapter 20

Lois Lane could not scream. She could only suffer as the water gurgled down her throat and up her ass. Could feel the cold water fill her stomach and intestines, her abdomen slowly and painfully distend...and her belly wasn't the only thing swelling. The bound reporter looked dow...

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Chapter 16

Concentrate, Lane, Lois told herself as her wrists worked on the duct tape. The more she worked, the looser they got...but Lois could hardly breathe. Pink good dribbled out of her nostrils, and she could taste the sweet candy-flavor of the dissolving pills, which had become a mus...

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Chapter 17

The reporter frowned as her fingers poked and prodded at the camera, the glass eye catching the naked reporter with pink bimbo dripping from her chin, the red light showing that it was still live, still streaming... An idea poked painfully slowly through Lois Lane's skull....

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Chapter 18

They did not have the internet, in Themyscira, Isle of the Amazons. Yet Wonder Woman had grown up with stories of the heroic warriors that had gone before. Strong, intelligent women who needed no man. Weak women, soft women, stupid women, were looked down on, sneered at, discoura...

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Chapter 14

The Black man drank his -laced drink...and as he did, Lois Lane kept one hand on his thigh and watched. The pupils in the dark brown eyes got wider. The shirt and pants grew tighter as his muscles swelled, and Lois could see the fabric strain around the buttons until they thr...

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Chapter 18

Lois Lane was still wondering those questions when something fell on her head. It was warm but firm, boneless like the body of a boa constrictor, and the top half of it fell across her forehead to dangle before her eyes. A barnyard smell filled the reporter's head, and something...

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Chapter 19

It all happened so fast. One minute, Tyrell was fucking her throat. The hot spurt of jizz from the black cock must have triggered the bimbo , because for a while Lois Lane's brain went bye-bye. It was like she was in a pleasant pink fog, utterly docile and complacent. The ha...