Chapters tagged jason blood

by Zeebop

Chapter 26

Lois Lane could barely breathe as she walked down the aisle. She told herself that she hadn't put on that much weight, but when they had done the fitting for the dress, it had been two weeks and at least six pounds ago. Her belly bulged against the white cloth, and she'd had to f...

by Zeebop

Chapter 22

"...command you to leave this woman, retro vade Sat...I'm sorry, wrong ritual." Jason Blood smiled as he quickly flipped through the pages of the small black book in his hand. "Ah, here we are. Do you Lady Blaze, daughter of Shazam, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded......

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Lois realized her cue. Slipping behind Jacinda, the reporter cupped and lifted the massive, bra-less tits, feeling them sag in her hands. "Now, any woman might let another woman feel her up..." Lois said, loud enough for the bouncer to hear. Her hands slipped down, letting the b...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

The Black Door was less skanky than Lois thought. The decor was what a 1980s punk would have done if they had a couple million in the banks. The bar was a slab of sidewalk, a good twelve feet long, complete with handprints, fossilized gum, spraypaint graffiti. Tables and chairs w...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

"And why," the scarlet succubus said. "Do I need a spy?" The demon's private office was in a little room off the back of the bar. A few hard folding chairs and a small, round black cast iron table that looked as if it had been stolen from a Paris cafe. There was a bottle of high...

by Zeebop

Chapter 23

The bride wore black...and was about three months pregnant, her stomach stretching out the dark fabric. Lois Lane thought Alice looked beautiful, even if the young woman had definitely packed on a few pounds in the last few months, the thin goth decrying every single pound she ga...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

"Are you and the big yellow guy, uh..." Lois started. "It's complicated," the buxom brunette replied. "We are...each other's curse. We may swap places. Although it appears this time that another curse has been layered on top of things." Jacinda raised her hands to heft her overs...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

"Follow my lead," Lois' whisper was low and sultry a she moved behind Jacinda Blood. The buxom brunette appeared uncertain, but smiled coquettishly at their audience as the reporter's arms slid beneath her own, and began to hug and caress the occultist from behind. In her invest...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

The door to hell slid back silently. Red lamps inside beckoned them in. The two women released each other, but didn't bother to straighten their clothes. Instinctively, Lois' hand slipped into Jacindas—and they strode together through the Black Door. Lois felt more than heard th...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Lois Lane reached out and grabbed the golden chain of the nearest waitress, dragging her over, naked tits wobbling. "Where's your boss?" The reporter asked in that tone of She-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed, the gruff and no-nonsense voice that her father the General used on his subordinate...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

Maybe it was the sense of confidence that having a gigantic demonic todger between her legs, but suddenly Lois Lane was brimming with confidence. She knew how to handle this situation! All she needed was to act assertive and put this Satan Girl bitch in her place. Striding boldl...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

"So..." Lois took a breath and waved toward the door. "...you first." The buxom British brunette's eyes narrowed. "Not quite yet. I have been dealing with demons intimately for centuries, Miss Lane. You, on the other hand, are relatively...inexperienced." Jacinda Blood stepped f...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

"Okay. We need to get into the club," Lois put her cock away as best she could, but with the tightness of her pants, there was a distinctive bulge. On top of that, Jacinda's bloated tits looked like something only a veteran pornstar would have... "...or a whore," the reporter na...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

The Gatekeeper was a walking testament to female bodybuilding. Her tits had been swallowed by her pecs, barely kept decent by a tank top that spelled out EVERLAST in grossly distorted letters, and her biceps and thighs were thicker than Lois Lane's waste. Six foot four if an inch...