Chapters tagged lactating

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

While Lois Lane was so busy concentrating on the lips and tongues that kissed and sucked, pulling at her labia, pressing against her asshole, and worrying about her fragile heterosexuality, she had been completely ignoring her body's increasingly urgent signals about what else wa...

by Zeebop

Chapter 20

In her life, Lois Lane had never worn anything above a 34B bra. The rest of the alphabet was a mystery to her. She'd never had cause to do more than stare longingly at the D-cups, and that was only if they were out of B's and she had to do the math of cup-size versus band-size....

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

"I...I don't know what you're talking about, Lois," Clark Kent said. "I wasn't at the office party last Christmas, remember? I couldn't make it." Lois Lane's heart sank in her chest. It was like a hole had opened up inside of her. "That...that can't be true," Lois whispered wea...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

Down below the club, below the shrine, behind a black door that seldom opened, the demon Blaze strode among her prizes. Four women lay bound in wooden stocks, all in a row, their heads and hands protruding out from wooden boards. Naked bellies glistened and shook, swollen and tau...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Cups settled on the hucow's titanic titties. Lois Lane watched dully, unable even to spell the few words left to her. Barely able to comprehend how big her nipples were...or how it felt as Blaze turned the suction on. All at once, there was a vacuum that pulled on her teats. The...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

The hours that followed were a blur. Lois Lane realized that Blaze's concoctions had weakened her more than she thought; her soft body was useless as she struggled against the attendants as they pulled her off the table and her into a dog crate, so small that her fat, leak...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

They let her out of the crate, the dark and silent assassins. Never less than three of them. A meal was provided...fresh vegetables, fresh fish....and they watched her eat, slowly but ravenously. They took the dishes away when she was done with them, and Lois could already feel t...

by Zeebop

Chapter 19

It was the last bit that got her. Lois Lane could feel the gaps in herself. The missing words. It shook her more than she'd like to admit that her ability to read and write had been taken from her. An ability that she would do almost anything to recover. She drew back her should...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

The cramp knocked the breath out of Lois Lane. A sudden, terrible convulsion as every muscle in her abdomen seemed to compress at once. The naked reporter half-folded herself about her waist, sucked in air, waited for the pain to pass—then she felt it. An unwelcome pressure. Like...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Lois' left tit felt...full. Staring at the carton full of milk that had been pumped out of her other breast, she could definitely tell that her left boob was almost uncomfortably swollen. The reporter shifted in her sheet, agitated, suddenly very aware of the imbalance and realiz...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

As the young woman bore down on her, arms extended to grab at her tit, the Daily Planet's greatest reporter grabbed the proferred wrist and turned. Her newly enhanced mammaries swung, providing greater counterweight for the shoulder-throw, sending Maria flying...and nearly unbala...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

By the time Lois Lane had found her way out of an emergency exit and into the alley that ran alongside the building, she was leaking. More than that, her nipples weren't just sensitive—they hurt. All four of them. She felt dizzy and light-headed as she staggered out onto the side...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

Lois Lane unscrewed the little ball on the end of Maria's right nipple piercing. Her young lover's pierced teats were convenient; Lois could still feel her own fat nipples still sore and tender. She slipped the black metal out and began to slip in the silver nipple ring with the...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Lois Lane wasn't listening. All of her attention was drawn to those big, prominent pink teats, smack dab in the center of those fat, swollen sacks. An erotic hunger ran through her. The reporter lifted the right tits, so big and heavy, soft and pliable in her hands...like an over...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

A tingle swept through the reporter's body, a pins and needles sensation that seemed to focus in her swollen tits. Even as the warm milk flooded her mouth from Maria's pierced tit, Lois Lane could feel a definite but unfamiliar pressure building in her own breasts. She released...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Maria, her four tits dragging on the floor and leaking, bent her head down like a cow at a salt lick. Her tongue felt thicker and rougher than any that Lois Lane had ever had lap at her cunt. The young woman's eyes took on a dull, heavy-lidded look as her mouth opened and closed...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Lois Lane and Maria were taken through white, antiseptic hallways with the meticulous cleanliness of a high-grade hospital. The reporter could do nothing but grown, held aloft by four strong men, he nipples brushing the ground whenever they let her dip too low, leaving trails of...

by Zeebop

Chapter 21

A farmer's work begins long before dawn. Cows and calves to feed, cows to milk, the sheds to be cleaned out. Short tasks, in and of themselves, but a farmer who waits to cockcrow has animals that are hungry and angsty, cows that low with painfully full udders, waste that piles up...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

There was a labcoat. While it couldn't offer any support to her aching shoulders of the fleshy masses hanging from her chests, it at least covered the reporter's nudity. She struck out into the ocrridor with her back straight and shoulders square, as if marching on the parade gro...

by Zeebop

Chapter 16

Curiosity warred with common sense—and when Lois Lane heard the technician Luthor was talking to mention checking on the "herd," curiosity won out. Clad in nothing more than a labcoat, her back aching, tits the size of pillows leaking warm dribbles of milk between her fingers, a...